Ruan Xiuqi saw that Luo Shunchen was not afraid of death with his bare hands, so of course he would not just stop and not launch any attacks.
A dark blue fighting spirit enveloped the brush, and the black mist-like brush immediately launched a powerful offensive. Countless streaks of ink scattered like raindrops, constantly attacking Luo Shunchen head-on.
Luo Shunchen had a calm smile on his lips, which was directly enveloped by his own fighting spirit.
Relying on the fighting spirit of the eighth-level Martial Immortal in the early stage, Ruan Xiuqi’s attack cannot break it.
On the competition supervisory stage, Fo'an whispered to Elder Lianhu beside him: "Elder Lianhu, this disciple of the Yan Sect is actually not weak in cultivation! Unexpectedly, after so many years, the Yan Sect appeared.
Two outstanding disciples. It seems that we cannot slack off!"
Fo'an and the others don't understand the Yan Zong Zong's mind method, the Yanfeng Heart Method and the Longyang Heart Method. As long as they reach the eighth level of martial arts, they can completely hide their cultivation.
Therefore, the elders on the stage cannot tell the current cultivation levels of Ji Ruyan and Luo Shun Zhongjun at a glance like Yan Feibei did.
The five elders of the Gua Sect on the side snorted coldly, "Master Fo, the Yan Sect has never sent any disciples to participate in five consecutive sessions. If we don't send out decent disciples this time, I'm afraid the Yan Sect will lose all face."
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The five elders of the Gua Sect were filled with jealousy and hatred because two disciples of their sect actually faced off against the disciples of the Lian Sect!
There will be no suspense in these two games, they will definitely lose!
Therefore, he selfishly hopes that Yan Zong will not be able to enter the top four!
However, sometimes the more you think bad about others, the more they will go against your wishes.
While they were discussing, changes had already occurred on the stage.
While Ruan Xiuqi's fighting spirit martial arts were still being outputted continuously, Luo Shunchen had already rushed forward, and the fighting spirit defense belonging to Ruan Xiuqi's sixth-level martial saint was so close to him.
Luo Shunchen punched Ruan Xiuqi in the face without mercy.
Do you feel comfortable with the fist of the eighth-level martial immortal?
This fist hit Ruan Xiuqi directly on the right side of his face. Stars were popping up in his eyes. Not to mention using his martial arts skills, it was good to be able to stand firm.
Since Luo Shunchen fought in a group in the spiritual palace, he has learned more than just one move to knock down the opponent.
It would not be fun if Ruan Xiuqi was knocked down with one move now.
Therefore, after Luo Shunchen just punched him, he retreated and stood opposite Ruan Xiuqi.
No longer eager to attack, he just looked at Ruan Xiuqi quietly with a scornful smile on his lips.
Ruan Xiuqi didn't take Luo Shunchen seriously in the first place, so how could he be willing to be treated so badly by him?
He clenched his fist and wanted to charge forward again. On the one hand, Ruan Xiuqi wanted to prove to Ji Ruyan that he was not bad.
Little did he know that it was his vanity mentality that completely fell into Luo Shunchen's control.
Punch after punch, each punch hits the same position.
This principle is equivalent to a nail punch. Everyone has seen nails. If you use a hammer to hit the same place with a nail, the nail will go deep into it.
Luo Shunchen used the nail fist that Yan Feibei taught him. He used internal force to enter his hands and then struck out.
Originally, in this game, Luo Shunchen was the cat and Ruan Xiuqi was the mouse. It was a cat-playing-mouse game.
Ruan Xiuqi on the stage, who was quite pretty at first, turned into a pig head after being punched in the face by Luo Shunchen.
The most important thing is that his face is horribly swollen.
This chapter has been completed!