As everyone was talking and speculating, the battle began.

"Baby, kneel down and lick my shoes. As my second brother, I may be able to spare your life!"

Qin Fen walked forward with a grim smile, his iron fists clattered, and a stunning aura emanated from his clenched fists, like two heavy hammers clattering.

When a cat catches a mouse, it will not bite it to death in an instant, but will slowly play with it until it is killed little by little.

Qin Fen is now enjoying this kind of playing process. He wants to play Qin Chen little by little to despair to satisfy his perverted psychology.

"Is that so? It's a pity that even if you kneel down and lick my feet, I won't spare you."

Qin Chen looked at Qin Fen coldly. This ignorant person probably didn't know that he was in trouble.

"court death!"

Qin Chen's expression angered Qin Fen. With a move under his feet, Qin Fen instantly crossed a distance of five or six meters and punched Qin Chen with a grim smile.

Boom!

The air in front of him exploded, and a vortex of energy appeared in front of Qin Chen, and the power of the fist like waves engulfed him.

"Well? Qin Fen's cultivation has improved a lot, and he is a little stronger than Wei Zhen, but unfortunately he is still too weak."

Faced with Qin Fen's fierce attack, Qin Chen took all his hands, and his hands were like playing the pipa, embracing the semicircle, and pushing it horizontally with one palm.

boom!

The violent energy collided with each other, and a shocking sound of a burst of energy was heard, and the entire ground seemed to be shaken.

"What?"

As the smoke and dust filled, Qin Fen's body felt like he was hitting a mountain, and suddenly stopped. His internal organs were shocked and his eyes were shocked.

How could Qin Chen be so powerful?

"The King of the World Fist!"

With a roar, Qin Fen's eyes were ferocious, and the bones in his body made a banging sound. His whole body suddenly expanded and he punched Qin Chen.

boom!

The hurricane rushed into the sky, and a level 10 wind broke out from the ring, and smoke and dust swept out wildly.

"A little trick to get rid of the devil!"

Qin Chen pushed out with one palm, as if it was slow and fast, and it was against Qin Fen's iron fist.

Bang!

The violent energy rushed away in a circle with the two of them as the center. Many students' hair flew up under the storm. Among the explosive energy, Qin Chen remained motionless, like a rock. On the other hand, Qin Fen could not stand the backlash of the huge force and took two steps back.

"This is impossible!"

Qin Fen widened his eyes and punched him with all his strength, but Qin Chen stopped him so easily. What a joke?

"Weak, too weak. With this little cultivation, I still want me to beg for mercy?"

Qin Chen clapped his palms, dusted the dust stuck to the corner of his clothes, and said with a sarcastic look on his face, everyone was stunned. This kid is so good at pretending, it would be strange if Qin Fen could stand it.

"ah!"

Hearing this, Qin Chen was indeed furious and furious. He roared and roared, bang, kicked the ground with his feet, and a pair of iron fists poured out like a storm.

"Thirteen Spindle Fist!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The sharp fist power burst out the air, rumbling across the ring. Suddenly, the shadows of fists appeared in front of Qin Fen, like a tsunami bursting, rolling forward, shaking everyone's eardrums hurt and the world changed color.

At the player off the stage, a student beside Wei Zhen showed a look of surprise and immediately said proudly: "Wei Zhen, Qin Chen, you are optimistic about you, will lose now. Thirteen Spindle Fist, but the killer move created by King Dingwu of Qin's mansion in the battlefield is said to have been extracted from a Xuan-level boxing technique. Although the grade is only yellow-level, its power is comparable to that of Xuan-level martial arts. Under this martial arts, Qin Fen's boxing power has increased at least three times, and Qin Chen will definitely lose."

"This may not be!" Wei Zhen stared at the field, his eyes not blinking.

He claimed that he could not take over Qin Fen's punch, but his inner fear told him that Qin Chen would definitely be able to take over, but there was no reason, it was just intuition.

In the audience, Qin Yong showed surprise and leaned over and said excitedly: "Madam, I didn't expect that Master Fen has mastered all the thirteen-stacked wave fists. It seems that Master Fen will win this game."

Qin Chen blocked Qin Fen's attacks many times before, which made Qin Yong feel a little nervous. Now that he saw Qin Fen performing this martial arts, he was immediately relieved.

"How can Qin Yuechi's slut in life be compared with Fen'er!" Zhao Feng smiled and said coldly.

In the audience seat below, Qin Yuechi's eyes showed concern and nervousness.

She knew the power of the Thirteen Spindle Fist created by her father. It was a legendary military killing fist, specially used to kill enemies on the battlefield. Once the opponent could not resist it, the overlapping fist force would be like a flood breaking the dam, unscrupulous, and it would blow the opponent into pieces.

"Chen'er, don't force yourself. Keep the green mountains there, and don't be afraid of burning fire!" Qin Yuechi clenched his hands and murmured. Because of her nervousness, her body even leaned forward slightly, as if she was about to rush into the ring.

In addition to them, the experts on the stage who knew the goods also looked solemn and shouted softly.

If Qin Chen could not resist this move, he would either die or be disabled.

Qin Chen didn't know Qin Yuechi's worries. For him, although the Thirteen Spindle Fist was good, it was still a long way to go to hurt him.

But he didn't want to defeat Qin Fen in an instant, give him hope and despair, so that he could feel what a real collapse is.

With a sneer, Qin Chen's fists crossed his chest, like a rock in a torrent, resisting Qin Fen's chain of attacks.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

One after another, roaring sounds resounded. Under Qin Fen's stormy attack, Qin Chen seemed unable to resist every time, but he persisted again, like a sailboat on the sea, allowing the waves to beat and stand firm.

"This body technique is so subtle that it is definitely a tiny level of body technique." King Lingwu Xiao Zhan took a breath of air, his eyes horrified.

According to artistic conception, the body technique is divided into five levels: entry-level, proficient, subtle, subtle and perfect. Generally, geniuses of this level are extremely amazing to be able to achieve "proficient", but Qin Chen actually reached the level of micro level. It is the first time he has seen such a genius.

"It's indeed a tiny-level body technique." Dean Chu Weichen, who was beside him, heard the low voice of King Lingwu Xiao Zhan, and looked at it intently. He was so surprised that he almost stood up.

If you are so young, you can practice your body skills to the point of being sophisticated. You can no longer be called a genius, but a monster, and you should not exist in this world.

Qin Fen's face was gloomy. He had already punched ten times at this moment, but the opponent still showed no sign of defeat. Qin Chen's terror was beyond his expectations.

"I don't believe it."

With a roar unwilling to the point, Qin Fen activated the true energy in his body to the extreme, and swung the last three punches at the same time, completing it in one go.

boom!

Furious red burning waves rose on Qin Fen's body at the same time.
Chapter completed!