Chapter Fifty-Eight: This Is the Gap!
"This kid is very crazy, if Brother Zimo can't bear to do it later, I don't mind teaching him another lesson. ”
The young man with a seventh-layer internal qi pinched his wrist and sneered.
"I'm afraid you don't have much of a chance, Brother Zimo seems to have been angry. The other teenagers laughed gloatingly.
"Cut, it's really boring, I thought it was some kind of amazing character. ”
It's not just that these old students of Fulong Academy are very disappointed, but also those new students are not optimistic about Luoyang, and there is no suspense about the sixth layer of internal qi versus the eighth layer of internal qi.
"Boy, blow you up with one move!" Zhou Zimo snorted disdainfully, and suddenly the soles of his feet exerted force, and the purple flames on his body shook slightly, but the person had already rushed to Luoyang, and the distance of six or seven zhang was almost instantaneous, and then his right fist was raised high, and the scorching fist seemed to condense into the head of a fierce tiger.
"Tiger Cannon Fist!"
There was a faint sound of a tiger roaring in the air, and the ears of the people who shook it hurt.
"This is a human-level high-level boxing technique, it seems that there is really no bargain on this Zhou Zimo. ”
Luoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and he also met it with a punch.
"Thunder Strike!"
The fierce fist wind is like a thunderbolt sweeping, making a rumbling sound, and the sound is so loud that it is above the tiger's roar.
Touch!
The fists of the two collided in one place, and the two completely different fists strangled together, making a crackling sound, and then the two figures flew back separately.
Zhou Zimo retreated four or five steps in a row, with a hint of surprise on his face, although he didn't do his best with this punch, he also used seven or eight points of strength, and the "Tiger Cannon Fist" is a human-level high-level boxing method, with his seventh-weight "Purple Fire Yao Sun Technique" urging, the power is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary martial artists, even ordinary ninth-level masters of internal qi must go all out to catch it.
"This kid is a bit of a doorman, but that's about it. ”
Before Luoyang's body was stable, he rotated several times in mid-air, unloaded the force on his body, and then landed on his toes, tapped twice, and turned around.
"Aren't you going to punch me?" Luo Yang smiled faintly.
Suddenly there was a sound of surprise in the crowd, and many people were talking.
"Huh, this kid can actually take Zhou Zimo's punch, and he can't see that he has fallen into the disadvantage, which seems a bit unreasonable?"
"Do you know what to say, it's not certain whether Zhou Zimo used fifty percent of his strength just now, you wait and see, once Zhou Zimo gets serious, this kid will definitely only have to kneel and beg for mercy. ”
Zhou Zimo listened to the voices of those people outside, and his face suddenly became gloomy, he just used fifty percent of his strength in order to establish his authority.
"Boy, today is your bad luck, I am worried that I have no chance to stand up, so I will take you first, and by the way, my third brother's revenge also needs to be avenged!"
Zhou Zimo was ruthless in his heart, and sneered: "Being able to take my punch, it seems that your strength can barely enter my eyes, but in front of me, you definitely don't have any chance to turn over." ”
"Really?" Luo Yang smiled noncommittally and said, "Then you can just try it." ”
His current strength can be described as unprecedentedly strong, before the opening of Fulong Academy, he insisted on using spirit stones to cultivate every day, with his cultivation in the inner qi realm, he could forcibly absorb the pure vitality in the spirit stones, if he said it, it would definitely be shocking.
It is precisely because of having enough spirit stones that his cultivation has progressed very rapidly, and now his internal force has been promoted to the sixth layer, and the "Nine Transformations of Ming Jade Gong" has also successfully broken through to the fifth forging realm, and it is only one step away from the sixth forging "Inner Divine Power".
"I now have more than five thousand catties of strength alone, just after receiving a punch from Zhou Zimo, I didn't even use fifty percent of my strength, I can not be afraid of martial artists below the Huayuan Realm, but I don't know if the masters above the Huayuan Realm can compete. ”
At this moment, although Luoyang is fighting against Zhou Zimo, his mind is not completely on him.
"Fight me, you dare to wander and look for death!"
Zhou Zimo suddenly shouted angrily, and the purple flames condensed behind him into two transparent winged phantoms, as thin as cicada wings, but the speed instantly surged, rushing in front of Luoyang.
"Wing Cicada Body Method!"
After making the martial arts of his birth, Zhou Zimo's speed increased by more than three percent, and it flashed in front of everyone's eyes like an afterimage, but the next moment, it had already appeared on Luoyang's side.
"Give me death!"
Zhou Zimo's body was half a foot in the air, and a punch slammed down from a height, and his momentum rose again and again, already exceeding the limit of the ninth-layer martial artist of the internal qi.
"Hey! Is this Zhou Zimo's real strength? It's terrifying, I feel that this punch is irresistible at all, and there is only a dead end to it. ”
Countless people gasped, because Zhou Zimo's punch was so strong that even if it was a few zhang away, everyone felt overwhelmed.
The corners of Luoyang's mouth curled slightly, and there seemed to be black smoke curling around his feet, and he made a mistake under his feet, almost brushing Zhou Zimo's fist.
"Huh, this kid is so fast?" Zhou Zimo's eyes froze, and the punch actually fell into the air, bombarding the ground, shattering the ground inch by inch, and the cracks stretched out more than two feet.
"Zhou Zimo, you can also take me a trick to try!"
After Luoyang made the "ghost shadow step", the speed surged, and the moment he flashed, he was behind Zhou Zimo, and then the long sword on his waist slowly came out of the sheath, and in the process of drawing the sword, it seemed that his whole figure became shaky, giving people an illusion for a moment.
"Phantom Sword Style!"
The sword light is like water, the sword shadow is like the wind, and a sword sweep out of Luoyang is the fifth sword move of the "Hundred Variations and Thousands of Illusions Swordsmanship".
"What kind of sword technique is this?" With Zhou Zimo's strength, at this moment, he couldn't even tell which sword light was the real killing move, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.
But then I heard him shout, and the purple flames on his body soared into the sky, and two fists slashed through the air with two purple dazzling rays, overlapping and blasting out!
"White rainbow through the sun!" "Tiger Pan style!"
"White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun?" The seventh-layer young man who was with Zhou Zimo before suddenly had a shocked look on his face, this move made by Zhou Zimo was the most terrifying part of the "Purple Fire Yao Sun Technique", once the "White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun" was cast, it could instantly increase his attack power by thirty percent, it was definitely a killing move among the killing moves, and this was also the most wonderful place of the human-level top-level exercises.
"Luoyang's strength is a bit beyond my expectations, but under this blow, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. ”
In an instant, the sword light and fist strength collided in one place, and there was a roar in the air, and the surging energy escaped in all directions, and the ground cracked inch by inch, like a spider web, extending to the feet of many people.
The two people in the center of the battlefield suddenly flashed staggered, and in mid-air, a scarlet blood flower came out.
Luoyang slowly put the long sword into the scabbard, turned around, his body was dusty, his body was as tall as a sword, and said lightly: "Zhou Zimo, you once said a good sentence, this is called the gap!"
As soon as his words fell, Zhou Zimo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the clothes on his chest were gradually stained red with blood, but it was Luoyang Fang who pierced his shoulder with a sword.
"Impossible, this is impossible! You only have the cultivation of the sixth layer of the Inner Qi Realm, how can you hurt me?" Zhou Zimo roared in the sky, glaring at Luoyang with extreme unwillingness, his eyes extremely resentful.