"Not bad, not bad." Feng Qingyun showed a satisfied smile, looked at Zheng Zinuo and said, "The distance of two hundred meters only took fifteen breaths (fifteen seconds). Such a speed should have reached a person."

The speed that a level 20 martial artist can achieve without using any soul power and relying solely on his physical body is the limit. Zi Yan, it seems you have to work harder."

The difference between Feng Ziyan and Zheng Zinuo in the first 100 meters was not very big, only less than 0.5 seconds, but the difference in the second 100 meters widened to 1.5 seconds.

The distance between them was nearly twenty meters, which really made her feel incredible.

"Hmph! Who would... just compete for physical strength? If... compete for soul power, I will definitely not lose." Feng Ziyan said unconvinced, still out of breath at this time.

"That's not necessarily true." Feng Qingyun smiled and said, "Your current soul power is level 16. I believe that as long as Zino's soul power reaches level 14, no matter how hard you try to use your soul power, it will still be the same.

It is impossible to defeat him, this is the importance of the body."

"Go down and have a rest. In the future, you must remember not to be proud anymore." Feng Qingyun said, and then shouted again, "Wenyi, come out."

Liu Wenyi was slightly startled and stood up to wait for orders.

"Zino, Wenyi, you two come here." Feng Qingyun said, then turned around and came to a big tree not far away where the two of them were hugging each other and said, "Try your best and bombard the trunk with your fists, but it still doesn't work.

The use of any soul power depends solely on one's own physical strength, let's get started, Wenyi comes first."

Liu Wenyi nodded, walked to a place half a meter away from the big tree, took up his stance, shouted loudly, and blasted towards the thick trunk with all his strength.

"Boom..." With a muffled sound, the thick tree shook from a distance, falling a bunch of leaves. The rough bark on the struck tree trunk turned into powder, revealing a fist-sized piece, white and yellow.

of tree trunk.

"Well, this is the attack power that a level 27 martial artist can unleash purely with his physical strength. Not bad." Feng Qingyun nodded and said to Zheng Zinuo, "It's your turn, Zinuo."

After hearing this, Zheng Zinuo turned around and came to a place less than 30 centimeters away from the big tree. His shoulders sank and his elbows sank, his waist and horse merged into one, his energy sank in his Dantian. He suddenly shouted loudly, and his right calf suddenly exerted force, driving

He raised his waist, waved his arms, and struck hard towards the tree trunk.

There was no loud muffled sound like when Liu Wenyi hit the tree trunk, and there was no shaking of the tree. However, when Zheng Zinuo removed his egg-sized fist from the tree trunk, everyone screamed at the same time, and it was a continuous blow.

Feng Qingyun and his wife could not help but have their pupils shrink.

Feng Ziyan didn't have as strong an eye as everyone else. Seeing everyone's surprised looks, she hurried over and got closer to take a closer look. On the rough tree trunk, a piece of the rough tree trunk that was only the size of an egg became bare.

All the outer bark was shattered and disappeared, and the trunk that was originally protruding was slightly concave, and a weak crack was exposed.

She turned her eyes away and looked upwards. She saw the same tree trunk that was slightly larger, had no bark, and exposed a blank tree trunk, but there was no dent at all, and no cracks were seen.
Chapter completed!