"Bang!"

A deafening explosion echoed throughout the fighting chamber.

A red flame slammed into the blue waves.

It was Zhang He's flaming punch that hit Zhang Whirlwind's thick chest directly.

Then, Zhang Whirlwind's burly chest, like a glass porcelain bottle, cracked white cracks in all directions.

The rift was like spider silk, rapidly spreading in all directions, constantly flickering and dancing in blue-white arcs.

It's like a computer with a shattered electronic screen.

"You're a punch."

Zhang Whirlwind looked at his body dumbfounded, covered his chest, and hurriedly took a dozen steps back.

At this time, there was an exclamation from the audience.

"Oh my God! I read that right! Zhang He shattered the strongest defensive thunder armor with a single punch??? ”

"This is the so-called absolute defense under the four-rank martial artist, and it has been broken like this?"

"It's hard to imagine what terrifying power Zhang He's punch just now contained!"

"That's right, even the previous blow from the fourth-level shape-shifting beast failed to break through his Thunder Armor!"

"It's not going to be a whirlwind! It's incredible! ”

Offstage, Sun Lao gave an explanation: "You see, the state of Zhang He's punch just now is the power of the state of the realm king fist!" ”

"If Zhang He's combat power is two million, then the power of his punch just now is a punch with nearly four million combat power!"

"Moreover, Zhang He's use and control of qi is almost perfect!"

Sun Lao swallowed his saliva, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became: "So the punch just now didn't waste a single bit of strength, and the hit exploded in an instant!" ”

"This kind of strength and attack power is probably above four million combat power!"

"Hiss~"

Hearing this, there was silence all around.

All the night watchmen still can't believe it.

At this time, the young man standing in the ring was only a student who had just awakened the power of the bloodline for a month.

The speed, strength, and combat power he is now showing are no less than those of a ten-year veteran warrior.

"Okay, the power of the Realm King Fist is really good!"

Zhang Whirlwind moved his body, and the cracks on his body were gradually healing.

"However, the weakness of the Realm King Fist is quite obvious, and it greatly consumes the physical energy of the martial artist after using it!"

On his bearded face, a confident and hearty smile reappeared: "And Ling, who has just become a five-rank martial artist, has an unstable foundation, and it must be very difficult to use the Realm King Fist many times!" ”

"Then let me see how long you can hold on, if you can hold it for 2 minutes, even if I lose!"

Zhang He's whole body sank slightly, and he made a fighting posture: "Your Thunder Armor must also consume a lot of energy!" ”

"Then it's up to us, who can hold on a little longer!"

Zhang Xuanfeng was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said, "Not bad! I'm more and more appreciative of your cleverness, so I'm going to do my best! ”

The words fell.

A blue armor appeared on the surface of Zhang Whirlwind's body, and countless flickering blue-white arcs were entwined with the outer armor.

At the same time, his aura suddenly rose again.

"Boom!"

He was wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning all over his body, and rushed towards Zhang He.

Before the person arrived, the countless arcs on his body had already attacked Zhang He.

Zhang He only felt a tingling sensation on his skin, and a suppressed breath of thunder power rushed to his face.

This is all the strength of the five-rank martial artist, and it is really powerful.

I'm afraid the maximum combat power is almost close to three million!

If you use 2.3 million normal combat power to face the battle, not only will you definitely lose, but you will also be in danger.

Immediately, Zhang He's whole body burned with red flames again, his legs glared, and he also rushed head-on.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided together in an instant.

A wave of red and blue qi exploded throughout the ring.

The whole ring was shaking violently.

The two moved at high speed, waved their fists and kicks, and began fierce hand-to-hand combat.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Two fists, elbows, knees, heads, etc., each impact.

It was like an earthquake, hitting the entire ring and the hearts of all the spectators.

"It's too strong, if I take a punch, I guess I'll have to lie in the hospital for half a year!"

"Huh! You think too highly of yourself, take a kick, let me collect your body! ”

"Looks like the two are evenly matched!"

"Yes, the two fought back and forth, very exciting!"

"But I can't figure it out, Captain Zhang Whirlwind, but with the armor of thunder and the strength of Zhang He's body, why would he dare to collide with it!"

"Did you just forget that Zhang He can resist Zhang Whirlwind's lightning attack, and his defense is quite amazing!"

"It's unbelievable, I'm afraid you've forgotten about it! Zhang He is still only an A-level Saiyan bloodline! ”

"No, it is estimated that after Zhang He's battle this time, the Saiyan bloodline should be upgraded to an S-level bloodline!"

"With his own strength, he has raised the rating of the entire bloodline, which is amazing, Zhang He!"

The audience was having a heated discussion, wondering who would win.

At this time, Sun Lao gave the answer in advance: "This time, it seems that Zhang He has won!" ”

A group of people beside him all looked at Sun Lao with some curiosity.

After all, the two were fighting evenly at this time, and the time was only about 1 minute.

It's a bit arbitrary to make a judgment now.

However, Sun Lao is not only a high-level night watchman and a four-rank martial artist, but also a martial arts professor.

For all kinds of martial arts, as well as actual combat experience, it is much stronger than ordinary people.

For a while, no one dared to refute.

Sun He, who was on the side, saw a little clue and asked decisively: "Is it the consumption of qi!" ”

Sun Lao rubbed Sun He's head, smiled and said, "Not bad!" ”

"You guys feel it carefully, Zhang He and Zhang Whirlwind's breath, who has dropped more?"

All the night watchmen, close their eyes and sense the breath of the two.

Sure enough, I sensed that in the heat of battle.

Zhang Whirlwind's breath descended quickly.

And Zhang He's breath barely consumed much.

"As I said before, Zhang He's Realm King Fist and the control and use of breath have reached a perfect realm!"

Sun Lao looked at Zhang He in the ring seriously and said: "And at this time, his advantage is also reflected!" ”

"On the other hand, Zhang Whirlwind, the breath is very strong, and every time the destructive power is mixed with the power of thunder and lightning, it is also amazing, but the control is too rough, and a lot of qi is wasted."

"Bang!"

Sun Lao's words were not finished yet.

The situation in the ring immediately became clear.

At this time, Zhang Whirlwind's face was red, panting, and he fell to the ground.

But Zhang He stood in the ring with an unchanged face, as if the fierce battle just now was just a warm-up.

"Hahaha! Good boy, the staying power is amazing! ”

Zhang Whirlwind was lying on the ground, weakly and tiredly laughing: "Tsk! Yes. If you can play the Realm King Fist to this level, you are the only one! ”

"That's it, I'm willing to bet on losing this battle, I'm losing!"

(End of chapter)