Chapter Twenty-Three: Breaking the Enemy in the Flesh

"This Hao Li clearly wants to kill someone!"

Outside the field, Feng Bo, who had been watching the battle, had a trace of solemnity in his eyes and said softly.

"Senior Brother Feng, why do you say this?!Then Hao Li, aren't you afraid of being held accountable?!"

Beside Feng Bo, a gray-robed miscellaneous disciple exclaimed.

"Accountability?phew!"

Feng Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw some things quite clearly, but he didn't say much, so he just spat and didn't say more.

He was also thinking about it at this time.

Ning Nan is naturally grateful, but if Ning Nan falls, he will naturally have to correct his position......

The other end.

"Brother Yuan, Hao Li seems to be a killer......"

"I really didn't expect that this Ning Nan turned out to be a rooster pooping head and cut off hard, and his true appearance was revealed with three punches and two feet, it seems that the rumors that he was abolished are not false, and we are all blinded by his appearance......"

"If you are like Hao Li, if you take Ning Nan's first few punches, will you be able to ......?"

"Except for Hao Li, have you seen anyone else carry Ning Nan's first few punches?"

"Uh......"

"Don't even speak. ”

Wang Yuan waved his hand, signaling them to stop these pointless arguments.

He looked at the field, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Ning Nan is dead or alive, don't worry about our, let's just take a look." ”

"Uh, Brother Yuan, could it be that what Ning Nan did before, let's just forget it?"

"Forget it, naturally it's impossible, but you have to think about it, are we Ningnan's opponents? Aren't we asking for trouble if we are enemies of him? Wait and see, this kind of thing, there is no hurry. ”

Wang Yuan said softly.

After speaking, he stared at the middle of the field.

On the No. 3 martial arts arena, Ning Nan was punched back several steps by Hao Li, who rushed to kill, and it seemed that he was completely at a disadvantage.

"Ningnan, you are really pitiful. ”

Hao Li let out a long laugh, looked at Ning Nan, whose chest was rising and falling violently, and said.

Ning Nan didn't say anything, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust his body.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body had been completely cut off, and a sense of emptiness drilled into his mind, as if to say, stop, admit defeat, give up.

Shaking his head vigorously, Ning Nan shook off all these negative things.

Because he knows that he can still fight!

"I'm a person who has reached the Great Realm of Body Refining...... The so-called refining of the body, spiritual power is originally only to assist the body, without spiritual power, will it become a tiger without minions? Heh, I don't believe it!"

Ning Nan muttered in her heart, lowered her head, and slowly, her rapid breathing calmed down.

Seeing this, Hao Li's face changed slightly, he knew that he had given Ning Nan time to breathe, he had made a big mistake!

Although he didn't think that Ning Nan, who had no spiritual power, would pose any threat to him, he was still angry that he had made such a low-level mistake.

Looking at Ning Nan, Hao Li shouted angrily: "Pretend to be a ghost! Eat me again!"

With that, he rushed towards Ning Nan again.

"Hoo ......"

Looking at Hao Li who rushed over, Ning Nan slowly put out a starting gesture.

"Fist Crash!"

On the sidelines, a young man wearing a gray robe and a hat changed slightly after seeing Ning Nan's starting style.

"This collapse fist is the high-level combat technique of the Yellow Order that Ning Nan mastered when he was in the outer gate, but I didn't expect that at this time, he would dare to show it...... Could it be that there is something wrong with this punch?"

The young man frowned, his mind racing, contemplating some possibility.

Just when he was puzzled, on the field, Ning Nan and Hao Li collided fiercely.

"Bang!"

Hao Li's face changed drastically.

Taking a few steps back in disbelief, he looked at Ning Nan, who was also shocked, and said in a lost voice: "This is impossible!"

Ning Nan stabilized his body, and then coughed heavily.

Sure enough, the strength of the physical body alone is still a little worse than that of the guy blessed with spiritual power.

He coughed and stared at Hao Li.

At this moment, although the two did not continue to move, they were already fried off the field.

After those miscellaneous disciples watched Ning Nan put on that strange starting move, they were suddenly able to open up with Hao Li again, and they were all incomprehensible.

Could it be that this is the essence of the outer disciples?

There is no way to know.

On the field, Hao Li squinted his eyes, and Ning Nan fought with him with only his physical strength, which he didn't expect.

Moreover, he had never heard of a battle between monks that could come like this.

Could it be that it was because that person had cultivated demonic skills?

Yes, it must be so.

After giving himself a reasonable explanation, Hao Li's gaze at Ning Nan became contemptuous again.

"Ning Nan, it turns out that you can't change your eating temperament like this, since that's the case, you are not worthy of being my opponent. ”

After Hao Li finished speaking, he killed Ning Nan again.

"Huh. ”

Ning Nan just smiled at this.

He didn't know what kind of mental journey Hao Li had gone through, and he didn't bother to know.

The collision just now was the first time he tried to fight with his physical strength alone, and it was a little rusty, but the effect was not bad.

Next, his fist is not so easy to catch!

At the beginning of the Body Refining Realm, the physical power of the seventh layer of the skin refining was fully released, what kind of strength should it be?

Ningnan doesn't know, but, really looking forward to it!

"Collapse!"

With a deep drink, Ning Nan's fist was filled with some strange air currents like waves.

His fist just slammed into Hao Li's fist.

Flesh and bone collided, and there was no loud noise, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But the next moment, in the silence where everyone was holding their breath, a crisp "click" sounded.

This voice was not loud, except for the two parties in the field, none of the miscellaneous disciples outside the field could hear it.

But it was such a subtle sound that separated the superiority between the two.

"Is this the Crashing Fist?"

Hao Li slowly withdrew his hand, looked at Ning Nan, and muttered.

Ning Nan also slowly withdrew his hand, put his hands behind his back, looked at Hao Li indifferently, and disdained to answer.

The hand that Hao Li withdrew hung down softly.

There was a flicker of madness in his eyes.

"Ning Nan, I don't accept it! If you give me these resources, if I also know these combat skills that only these outer disciples are qualified to practice, you will not be as good as me!"

The corners of Ning Nan's mouth lifted slightly, and he responded to him with a blow of spinning and whipping legs.

Under the heavy blow, Hao Li didn't even have the ability to fight back for half a point, and was directly kicked out by Ning Nan.

After falling to the ground, he was still rubbing and moving sideways on the ground for dozens of meters, rubbing his clothes to pieces and his flesh and blood to blur.

There was a long trail of blood on the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Ning Nan finally couldn't help coughing.

Today's battle seems to be a twist and turn, but in fact, it was very fast, very short, from beginning to end, but only a few times.

But through this battle, Ning Nan realized that his physical strength may still have more room to explore!