The children in the audience who followed the adults in the family to play were all dumbfounded.

Where is this power that can be unleashed by human beings?

Every time Zhang Qingyan stepped down, the stone platform poured out with cement came with a 'dong dong' sound, as if it was shaken. Han Yang pushed out with a punch, and the air roared, as if it had been torn apart.

They punched and kicked, and the power contained in them made people have no doubt that even the big tree could be broken by the waist. It was completely beyond their cognition of the word master, and they were pale and silent with fright for a while.

Is this still human?

'Boom! ’

Zhang Qingyan took a step forward, during which he threw nine punches in a row, the fists overlapped, and the wind shook.

Everyone's eyes shrank, and they saw that the cement floor that Zhang Qingyan stepped on actually showed a slight crack and spread around.

The ancient Muay Thai technique, thunder is fierce, and it pays attention to killing with one hit.

Han Yang kept retreating, his face was solemn, and his arms were numb and sore.

It was as if he was fighting with an iron man whose whole body was watered with steel juice, his eyes were filled with horror, and his mouth exclaimed: "Zhang Qingyan, have you entered the middle stage of the merger?" ”

Enter with a fist.

Fierce and domineering!

While speaking, Zhang Qingyan took five steps and threw dozens of punches. Ten steps before he said it, Han Yang was defeated, and there were only four steps left.

And Han Yang had already fallen in momentum, and he also took five steps back, and a trace of bright red blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

There was a storm in his eyes.

At this moment, a trace of remorse has risen.

"Han Yang, just with the peak of your inner realm, being able to stand in front of me until now is enough to be proud. Remember, Zhang Qingyan, the one who defeated you! ”

Zhang Qingyan swallowed like a tiger, his internal strength shook, and every fist and palm was full of tearing sounds.

Even if an ordinary person just takes a hard punch, he will be instantly shattered by his sternum, crack his heart and die.

What kind of underground black boxing master, mixed martial arts, Brazilian war dance, sitting under the stage at the moment with his neck shrunk, holding his breath, and not daring to say half a sentence.

For fear that if he made any movement, he would be noticed by Zhang Qingyan.

As for taekwondo, judo, etc., this kind of performance-focused fist embroidered legs are not even qualified to mention.

Several young powerhouses who were about to move and wanted to challenge Zhang Qingyan on stage laughed bitterly a few times in their mouths, and hurriedly shook their heads to extinguish their inner thoughts.

"Don't dare to mess with it, this will kill people."

Everyone roared in their hearts.

Eight Extremes of Darkness!

The hairs on Han Yang's body stood up, his pores closed, and his face instantly turned red.

The blood in the body flowed several times faster than usual, the heartbeat increased violently, and the internal energy of the whole body converged between the palms of the fingers. The sweat pores open and close, spraying like a needle, like mercury tilting, all the sprays come out.

"Eight Extremes of Darkness?" Zhang Qingyan sneered in his mouth.

He pushes out with a punch.

The internal energy on the back of his fist vibrated and instantly tore apart the vast dark energy erupting from Han Yang's palm.

Zhang Qingyan shook his head disdainfully: "Bajiquan is very good, but it's a pity that the person who performs Bajiquan is too weak, if it is your Bajiquan teacher who takes the stage in person, he can still fight with me." ”

Han Yang's face was blank.

It seems that all self-confidence and deep arrogance in my heart have been crushed by Zhang Qingyan today.

He's too strong!

Among the younger generation, they are almost invincible!

You must know that in a megacity like Chuzhou, where martial arts leagues gather, even if there are a large number of martial artists, most of the young people are wandering between the inner realm.

Most of them have just touched the threshold of the inner realm.

Those who can enter the inner realm will not be one in a hundred.

And if you want to achieve the profound realm of both form and spirit, and the integration of inside and outside, looking at the entire Chuzhou, there are only less than two hands.

Among them, they are all forty or fifty years old, and they have barely stepped into this level.

Zhang Qingyan was young, and he entered the middle stage of the merger, and at today's internal exchange meeting of the Wumeng on the island in the middle of the lake, he bloomed with brilliant light and dazzled everyone's eyes.

'Bang! ’

Zhang Qingyan pushed out with a punch, pressed Han Yang's crossed arms, and slammed into his chest.

A large area of blood sprayed, and Han Yang's sternum suddenly broke a few times, and the whole person stumbled backwards.

"It's still too weak!"

Zhang Qingyan shook his head contemptuously.

Han Yang roared in his mouth, put on a collision posture, and his internal strength turned wildly, like a thousand elephants rushing towards Zhang Qingyan.

Many people in the audience immediately recognized it.

shouted in his mouth: "The iron mountain of Baji Fist is collapsing, Han Yang is going to fight hard!" ”

Zhang Qingyan didn't avoid it, standing in place lightly, and even put his hands behind his back in the uproar of the audience.

"How dare you?"

Han Yang was humiliated today, his eyes were about to split, and he mobilized the strength of his whole body to sacrifice his life.

When Han Yang rushed ten steps in front of Zhang Qingyan.

Zhang Qingyan moved.

I saw him take a step forward suddenly, and collided with Han Yang with his left shoulder, and a thunderous sound broke out in an instant.

'Boom! ’

The rich men closest to the ring only felt that their eardrums were sore from being shaken.

'Poof! ’

In the midst of countless complicated lines of sight, Han Yang spun in the air and flew out upside down, spilling a large amount of blood along the way, which was shocking.

flew more than ten meters away, only then did he fall to the ground, rolled several times in a row, was seriously injured and passed out, and was embarrassed by defeat.

Han Yang was defeated.

At this point, Zhang Qingyan has just taken the tenth step!

There was silence in the audience.

Zhang Qingyan's eyelids drooped slightly, his face was full of arrogance, like many young masters in the audience, all of whom did not enter his eyes.

"Chuzhou, Jiangbei, has the most prosperous martial arts since ancient times, and I can't imagine that today there are just a few big cats and kittens, which is simply the biggest joke in the world."

Zhang Qingyan said lightly.

His martial arts skills and experience in physical combat were all tempered in the fight for life and death when he was practicing boxing in South Asia.

When Zhang Qingyan was eighteen years old, on the night of adulthood, he was thrown in front of a crazy elephant by a four-armed Arhat.

In the end, he killed the elephant with his bare hands, and only then did he survive the bruises and walk out of that place.

"Zhang Qingyan, do you think you are invincible in the world?"

"Hmph, I don't know how many people are better than you."

Many of the younger generation are angry.

They got up one after another, looked in the direction of Nie Shaoqing, and said in awe: "Please Nie Shao!" ”

"Please Nie Shao!"

"Please Nie Shao!"

The excited voices echoed in everyone's ears.

I saw a young man with his eyes slightly closed, a handsome appearance, and a long figure in the audience, slowly opened his eyes, got up and walked to the ring.

All eyes instantly converged on him.

Zhang Qingyan raised his head lightly and said calmly: "Nie Shaoqing, I know that your martial arts are profound, even if I fight with those people in a row today, I can be your enemy!" ”

At this time, Nie Shaoqing had already ascended to the high platform without saying a word.

His gaze swept casually over Nie Shaoqing.

Said lightly:

"Zhang Qingyan."

"I won't take advantage of you, I can let you rest for half an hour before playing."

He stretched out his hand and popped out a green pill and fell straight into Zhang Qingyan's hand.

"This pill can restore your physical strength in half an hour."

All eyes are on it.

Zhang Qingyan looked down at the pill in his palm, and immediately stretched out his fingers to crush it.

He didn't say a word, but his mouth was full of sneers.

It's crazy!