Seeing that Chu Qinghuan had already played, and Zeng Yihao retreated as expected, Yuan Tang immediately shouted: "Brother Chu, the five of us trapped him, you come to fight!"

Although Chu Qinghuan promised the eight people to besiege Zeng Yihao together, everyone understood that Chu Qinghuan could not do it at the same time as them, so the current way was not only to respect Chu Qinghuan, but also to recognize and respect Zeng Yihao's strength.

Let the current number one young genius in this house end this battle!

When Hu Li, Lan Qing, Xie Xi, Li Yuncong and others heard this, they immediately divided Zeng Yihao's Quartet, and made a powerful move in their palms, sealing Zeng Yihao's left and right retreats.

Chu Qinghuan didn't answer Yuan Tang, but only looked at Zeng Yihao, who also stopped, with interest: "Brother Xiao Zeng, your performance is really beyond my expectations. But I'm still the same sentence, just one move! Our fist intent is against fist intent!"

Zeng Yihao looked at him directly, very calm: "Okay, I won't avoid it again!"

"Hmph! Brother Chu's move, can you also avoid it?" Bai Zhihuai, who was still holding his right arm, suddenly cried out contemptuously and resentfully a few meters away.

Chu Qinghuan ignored Bai Zhihuai, his originally lazy eyes quickly revealed an indescribable strangeness, his originally slim clothes quickly swelled, and he slowly raised his right palm, and a water-blue sè aura had already leaked out of his palm in the blink of an eye, and the light was uncertain.

The off-site time signal continues: "182 interest ,......"

Before the 183 breath was reported, Chu Qinghuan's right fist went straight to Zeng Yihao's chest without any tricks.

In boxing, the simplest move, the black tiger, digs out the heart.

This is an ordinary boxing move that almost every martial artist knows.

"He can't have reached the realm of returning to the basics, right?" Zeng Yihao was surprised to himself, the originally slow and simple punch in his field of vision suddenly exploded into countless tiny water droplets, they collided with each other happily, breathed proudly, galloped, and ruthlessly and silently devoured the air, dust, and sound around him...... Everything, everything!

In an instant, I was shattered!

In an instant, the stubborn stone turned into dust!

They are soft and tenacious, but they are extremely firm and irresistible, as if the hardest things in the world will be ruthlessly eroded into a sieve by them!

Ye Sizhen, who was outside the court, gently tilted his head and praised Niu Sizhang: "Xiao Chu's fist intent is becoming more and more mellow, and he can explode quickly without even gathering momentum." ”

Niu Sizhang nodded respectfully: "Thanks to your old on-demand." ”

Just after speaking, both of them looked at Zeng Yihao on the field in surprise at the same time.

......

"It's the artistic conception of water droplets!" Zeng Yihao just took a trance, and quickly woke up from the illusion in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank suddenly, and the moment when he was overwhelmed by the huge rolling mudslide once again appeared in his mind.

It's just that unexpectedly, his heart is no longer as nervous and flustered as it was before, and he doesn't even have the slightest fear that it should have, just calm, calm like never before!

"I have experienced so many life and death dangers, I will not be afraid of you anymore!" Zeng Yihao stared closely at the huge water droplets that melted into the strong artistic conception, took a deep breath, and suddenly closed the seven orifices of his head.

"Since you are a drop of water, you can go wherever you want!"

When the body in mid-air began to fall downward, Zeng Yihao suddenly did a mid-air flip, head and foot, legs together, looking at Chu Qinghuan's drop-shaped fist that seemed to be formed by the convergence of countless water droplets, his right fist clenched, concentrating all the strength and Xuan Qi of his whole body from top to bottom, and smashed it fiercely!

The fourth move of King Kong Fuhu is to make something out of nothing!

Let you drop a thousand drops, I will only be you a drop!

"If there is no puddle, Lao Tzu will build a puddle for you!"

It doesn't matter if you're a drop of water or an ocean, cut it all off for me!

Although Zeng Yihao can also punch the eighth move of the King Kong Fuhu Fist, but in the high-intensity puppet battle a while ago, Zeng Yihao has found that with his current cultivation of the fifth-order Xuan disciple, the fourth move can best combine and exert the fist intent and the Xuan Qi perfectly.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the giant fist formed by countless water droplets and the fist that was like a golden stone from top to bottom came into contact at first glance, causing the void to shake for a while.

Huge droplets of water desperately tried to erode the surface of the golden stone, pass through it, penetrate it, and the golden stone was as determined, strong, and brave as ever!

"Ding ......!" is the unwillingness of thousands of water droplets, as clear as a rainstorm!

"Stick to ......!" is to lock the target and never give up, and the ruthlessness is stronger than the previous one, which is like a golden stone hitting the ground!

Gradually, the ease on Chu Qinghuan's face was no longer there, only solemnity and surprise, and Zeng Yihao's upside-down head was also angry, and his right arm was as strong as an old tree.

"189 ......" The number of reports outside the venue became nervous.

"He is worthy of being the number one master of the Taijin Mansion, his Xuan Qi is so profound, and he is also very strong!" Zeng Yihao was originally very confident in his refining body, and because of the successive defeats of Bai Zhihuai and Zhu Shan and the futility of Yuan Tang and others, he had the illusion that an eighth-order Xuan disciple was just like this, but at this moment, facing Chu Qinghuan, Zeng Yihao really realized the gap between his Xuan Qi cultivation and that of a senior eighth-order Xuan disciple.

Both are eighth-order Xuan disciples, Bai Zhihuai and Zhu Shan's Xuan Qi can still make Zeng Yihao feel different shades and Jing fineness, but Chu Qinghuan's Xuan Qi is really thick as the sea and very dense.

Just such a short pair of punches, Zeng Yihao felt that the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed extremely quickly like a flood collapsing the embankment, and at the same time, the punch intent he shot also had a feeling of lack of confidence and lack of strength because of the lack of Xuan Qi, and he was soon pressed by Chu Qinghuan's Xuan Qi, which was quite overwhelming, and seemed to be likely to collapse at any time.

"It's over! Xiao Hao, he can't bear it!" Seeing that Chu Qinghuan still looked so solemn, but Zeng Yihao was already sweating profusely, the muscles on his face were beating frequently due to excessive intentions, and the iron fist like a golden stone was also forced to retreat step by step by the huge water droplets turned into Chu Qinghuan's thoughts, Xu Yulin's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he muttered worriedly.

Zhao Huichuan didn't speak, but his clenched fists made it clear that he was also very worried and nervous at the moment.

Xia Si Group sighed softly, secretly said that Zeng Yihao's boxing talent is really good, if you talk about the mastery of boxing intent, it is really on par with Chu Qinghuan, but it is a pity that the difference in cultivation is two realms, even if the willpower is firm, it still can't bear it.

"Forget it, he has done his best to get this far, Chu Qinghuan is not an ordinary genius!"

On the other side, Xu Qing bit her bright but not very plump lips, staring nervously at the fist that Zeng Yihao and Chu Qinghuan collided with, watching Chu Qinghuan's fist like a huge drop of water slowly push Zeng Yihao's fist up like a hammer point by point, her beautiful eyes were full of worry and unwillingness, and she secretly prayed in her heart: "It's just a few breaths, hold on!

Ye Sizhen, Niu Sizhang, and Yin Sizhang's faces, which had been smiling and slightly majestic, all became dignified at this moment.

"I like this kid! Enough, strong enough, hard enough! No wonder Yang Chu looked at him differently! If it weren't for the fact that his Xuan Qi was a little lower, if he was too late, he would definitely become the second Chu Qinghuan!" Niu Sizhang suddenly spoke very appreciatively.

The corners of Yin Sizhang's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly said that no matter how much you appreciate him, you can't change the result that he will fail later.

Yuan Tang and the other six people were all relaxed at the moment, and Hu Li had a victorious smile on his face: "Fortunately, with Brother Chu here, we won't lose!"

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