This slender and tall young man is obviously forging body realm strength, and his single-arm strength must be at least more than three thousand five hundred catties, or even close to four thousand catties!

In other words, the opponent's physical strength is greater than Zhantian's three, or even forty percent!

"Crackling ......"

The slender and tall young man had a crisp sound of bones all over his body, and his whole body seemed to grow a little stronger, and then he slammed on the ground and pressed towards Zhantian.

"Forging Body Realm!"

"Body Forging Martial Arts ......"

"With such strength, he actually came to bully our preparatory disciples!"

......

As soon as this martial art came out, even the preparatory disciples with the worst eyesight had already seen the strength of the slender and tall young man's forging realm.

There was a commotion all around, and many people were whispering, among them who were stronger and had some backgrounds, and couldn't help but make mockery.

The tall and thin young man turned a deaf ear, his body suddenly turned vertical, and with a wave of his right palm, he grabbed the zenith gate.

The broombroom eyebrows behind him swept his eyes around, secretly recording the appearance of the person who made the mockery.

"Smack", Zhan Tian stepped back, and at the same time used the first style of Qingfeng again, and struck the opponent's right elbow.

The tall and thin young man clearly planned to crush Zhantian violently, but he didn't dodge his elbow and slammed his fist away.

A huge force was injected into Zhantian's right arm, causing the flesh and blood to tremble slightly.

However, this time, he successfully completed the seizure of power.

With a mistake at his feet, his left fist was swung out, and Mingyue hit the opponent's back in the second style.

"Bang!"

The tall and thin young man's shoulders shook, and he knocked the punch away again with a bang.

"The gap is too big ......"

"Well, this wind blade can't even break through the opponent's physical defense!"

"I'm going to lose!"

......

Many of the preparatory disciples who were watching shook their heads and sighed, and many of them cast sympathetic glances at Zhantian.

They were all preparatory disciples, and after roughly figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, they naturally stood on Zhantian's side in their hearts, and they felt a sense of hatred for the behavior of the slender and tall young man and others.

In the sound of "bang" in the venue, Zhantian has quickly beaten the Yangtze River and the big river, and completed four borrowings!

"Hahaha...... Boy, do you give Uncle an itch?"

The tall and thin young man laughed wildly in his mouth, and his body speed suddenly accelerated, and he grabbed Zhantian's throat with one claw.

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhantian's eyes, and his right fist swung out with all his might, seizing the fifth type of "Turbidity Wave", wrapped in more than one percent of the strength borrowed from the opponent, and crashed towards the claw shadow.

"Idiot!"

The tall and thin young man sneered, turned his claws into fists, and slammed into Zhantian's fist.

"Boom!"

In the midst of a bang, the airflow around the two of them rolled slightly, actually raising the dust on the ground, forming a wave of dust!

At the same time, Zhan Tian took five steps back in a row before he stabilized his body.

"It's so strong!"

"Wind Blades also hide the strength ......"

"There's a chance!"

......

There was a commotion in the crowd watching, and many people's eyes flashed with excitement!

"Brother Feng is mighty!"

"Brother Feng, don't leave your hands, beat him!"

Zhao Jiang and Ye Hao couldn't help but dance their fists and cheer for Zhantian loudly.

Even the night owl who had been curled up in Zhao Jiang's hands, with a pair of black eyes, was staring at the battlefield tightly.

"Little brute, if I don't cripple you today, Lao Tzu will not be a Yang family!"

The thin young man surnamed Gao Yang had fire in his eyes, and his body shook and attacked Zhantian again.

He felt extremely depressed in his heart at the moment, obviously he had the upper hand, and this group of "miscellaneous people" on the periphery would actually applaud the weak and waste!

In this case, how can he not be angry!

The enraged young man surnamed Yang no longer had the intention of playing tricks, and completely unfolded the martial arts of his forging realm, and the offensive was like a storm towards Zhantian.

At this time, Zhantian, whose strength is in a weak position, suddenly doubled the pressure and was difficult to parry!

In the past, the young man surnamed Yang had a force of nearly 4,000 jin with a random blow, but now with all his strength, each blow is more than 4,500 jin, and even occasionally he can hit a terrorist attack of 5,000 jin!

And Zhantian's strength is only more than 2,800 catties, and this gap has widened to the point where martial arts are difficult to make up.

His power-grabbing fist often can't hit the third type of Yangtze River at this time, so he is forced to use all his strength, otherwise he will be interrupted by the opponent.

After just a dozen breaths, Zhantian's fists and arms had already been scratched by the opponent with several deep blood marks, and the red blood completely stained the robes of his arms red!

"This is the power of forging the body......"

"Wind Leaf is defeated, this gap ...... Insurmountable!"

"It's too strong! If it's me, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop even a move!"

......

As the fight lengthened, more and more preparatory disciples gathered around and asked their acquaintances. After knowing the inside story, most of the preparatory disciples shook their heads and sighed.

This thin and tall young man surnamed Yang is obviously a ruthless person, if Feng Ye is defeated, he will inevitably be seriously injured!

"Zhao Jiang, Chen Qing, the two of you go to the Law Enforcement Hall to report the news, Brother Feng can't stand it!"

Ye Hao's face was also gloomy, and he quickly turned his head towards Zhao Jiang and Chen Qingdao.

The two of them agreed, quickly got up and ran out.

"Where to go!"

The broom eyebrows and the sturdy young man's body who came with the young man surnamed Yang were vertical and blocked the two of them.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Hao shouted loudly and threw himself at the two of them.

"Brother Hao, slow down!"

Chen Qing hurriedly pulled Ye Hao back, and at the same time pointed to the middle of the field and said, "Look, the boss has changed his playing style!"

Ye Hao shook his face and looked, only to see that Zhan Tian was actually grabbing the right wrist of the young man surnamed Yang at this moment, and changed it to hand-to-hand combat!

"This ...... Isn't it sent to death?"

Ye Hao's face was ugly, and he muttered to himself.

"Not necessarily, the boss should, have his own ideas!" Chen Qing shook his head and said.

Several people stopped talking, and watched together with bated breath.

Zhantian has indeed changed his playing style at this moment!

The gap with the opponent's strength is too big, and the strength of the first order of Qi cultivation does not dare to be exposed, except for the strength of the weak to defeat the strong with thirteen strikes, he has nothing to rely on at the moment!

It was he who risked getting close to him and fighting with his opponent in a small way.

Each of the thirteen strikes contains dozens of move variations. As a melee attack boxing method, the means of grabbing, holding, locking, and buckling are naturally very exquisite.

The corner of the young man's mouth sneered, and he flipped his right palm and held Zhantian's left wrist at the same time, and at the same time, his left palm was vertical, slashing towards Zhantian's neck.

Zhan Tian's wrist borrowed strength, and his body flipped in the air and landed behind his opponent.

The young man surnamed Yang shook his right wrist violently, wanting to throw Zhantian to the ground.

Zhan Tian's right elbow suddenly bent up, and he used the elbow strike method to use the first type of breeze again!

"Bang!"

This hit the opponent's shoulder, and a huge force of rebound was injected into Zhantian's arm.

The injuries all over his body had already stimulated the power of the willow roots, and the cool air permeated his whole body, his consciousness and the surrounding environment were integrated, and his mind reacted unprecedentedly clear and fast!

"Whew!"

While his body was thrown up by his opponent's volley, Zhantian's right arm stretched, and the second type of bright moon hit the opponent's temple with a heavy punch.

With a "snap", the young man surnamed Yang swung his left fist to block, and at the same time, his right arm continued to exert force, slamming Zhantian to the ground!

"Boom!"

Zhan Tian fell to the ground heavily, and at the same time as a wisp of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, he kicked his legs out together and kicked on the opponent's two ankles!

The young man surnamed Yang was unsteady on his feet, but he simply threw himself down, and his left elbow bent up to cover Zhantian's abdomen!

Zhantian's body flipped quickly, his right fist hit the opponent's elbow, and at the same time, his right wrist was used to retract, flipping half of the body of the young man surnamed Yang to the ground!

At the same time, his right fist struck out again, and with a "bang", it hit the right rib of the young man surnamed Yang.

The body of the young man surnamed Yang had just landed at this moment, and a muffled snort came out of his mouth.

"Whew", he endured the pain under his ribs, exerted his right arm again, and threw Zhantian to the left side!

"Smack!"

At the same time as Zhantian's body volleyed again, he punched the opponent's left rib again.

The three forms of "Yangtze River", "Great River" and "Turbid Waves" were completed at the same time at the moment when they could not be struck!

"Boom!"

The crowd watching around was in an uproar, although the physical cultivation was strong, but this kind of close-quarters fighting style was rare.

"Moreover, doesn't this Zhantian know that it hurts?"

This is what most of the preparatory disciples have in mind!

"Die!"

The young man surnamed Yang was shocked and angry, let out an earth-shattering scream from his mouth, his body suddenly jumped up, and at the same time, his right arm exerted force, lifted Zhantian on the ground again, and fell down hard towards the ground in front of him!

"Bang!"

Zhantian, who volleyed in the air again, had already played the sixth type of "monstrous" to seize the momentum, and slammed into the armpit of the right arm of the young man surnamed Yang!

"Ahh

The young man surnamed Yang let out a wild roar, his sour right wrist loosened, and at the same time, on the side of his body, his left fist slammed into Zhantian's abdomen.

Zhantian's body is like a swallow, his left wrist grasps the opponent's right wrist and flips it with force, turning an arc in the air, and at the same time, his right fist hits the seventh type of "mountain weight", hitting the left shoulder of the young man surnamed Yang!

The young man surnamed Yang punched his left fist into the air, and was hit by a heavy punch from Zhantian on his left shoulder, and his body suddenly lost its center of gravity, spun in place, and turned into facing Zhantian.

"Boom!"

Without waiting for him to react, the eighth type of "Water Recovery" was slammed on his chest again!

With a tightness in his chest, the young man surnamed Yang instantly stagnated his breath.

"Bang!"

Zhantian will not give him the slightest chance, and the ninth type of "resurgence" comes out one after another, like rolling waves, rising from the sky, straight to the nine heavens!

"Uh", the body of the young man surnamed Yang bent up like a shrimp, and he was hit by the ninth type in the abdomen, and the five organs were churning, and the Venus in front of him was popping up!

"Tianque!"

Zhan Tian shouted violently, and the tenth-style "Tianque", which had never been used in the battle, suddenly came out, like a dark cloud covering the nine skies, and hit the chest of the young man surnamed Yang again!

"Boom!"

The body of the young man surnamed Yang was stretched by the heavy punch again, like a rag sack, flying upside down in the distance......