Song Nanming's fast punches were hard to see, and they also contained very powerful energy. However, Chen Xiang was able to keep up with Song Nanming's speed, accurately judge the position of Song Nanming's punch, and then accurately use his own He fought back with his fist and hit Song Nanming's fist.
Chen Xiang used Qinglong Qi, which flashed with violent thunder and lightning. After being struck, a roar would always erupt, and after the roar, a Qi storm would be produced, which was even more powerful than Song Nanming's so-called "dragon". "Gang Fist" is stronger and more powerful.
The speed at which the two people on the competition stage punched was dizzying, as if they were fighting with countless fists.
Song Nanming was the first to strike, but now he slowly backed away with a solemn look on his face. His fists also became numb and painful. He could feel Chen Xiang's strong energy when he fought back, which was far away. Far surpassing him, he originally thought that he could quickly defeat Chen Xiang by using this "Dragon Gang Fist", so he ignored everything and spent a lot of energy to punch like crazy, but now Chen Xiang easily blocked it.
"This is not how you use the lost ancient martial arts. You simply insulted Long Wu." Chen Xiang suddenly sneered. He violently closed his fist and took several steps back. Waves of golden aura came out of his body in vain. .
The meridians above his fists and in his eyes suddenly flowed with golden energy, just like Song Nanming used Long Wu just now, and it was much more powerful than Song Nanming.
Chen Xiang's eyes glowed with golden light, and his hands were as if they were made of gold, vaguely transforming into powerful eagle claws. Golden scales appeared on his face, and there was a soul-stirring murderous aura.
This "Long Wu" is suitable for use with metallic Qi, and Chen Xiang's metallic Qi corresponds to the white tiger. His White Tiger Qi is filled with murderous intent. At this time, he used Long Wu to display it. Not only did the momentum contain He has an overwhelming murderous aura and a power that looks down on the world, as if he is the only one who dominates.
The emperor on the tower in the distance suddenly stood up from his seat, looked at Chen Xiang with wide eyes and a look of astonishment, and murmured in his mouth: "Impossible, impossible, only we can master Longwu." , how did he learn it?”
The emperor's face suddenly showed murderous intent: "Others must not be allowed to master Longwu in Nanwu Kingdom. We are the sons of the true dragon."
Chen Xiang didn't expect that this dragon martial arts would be so mysterious. He had just memorized the way in which Qi circulated in Song Nanming's body. Although it was a bit complicated, he was able to imprint it deeply in his mind due to his powerful spiritual consciousness. , now that he uses it, he can actually explode with such amazing power.
"You...you...how is that possible? Where did you learn it from? Only those of us with dragon blood heritage can learn it. Ordinary people like you..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xiang stepped hard, and a loud roar erupted. The competition platform made of thick wood suddenly shattered and collapsed. Dust and smoke flew everywhere, shocking everyone's heart.
This terrifying power makes everyone secretly afraid, and those who are close to the competition stage can't help but slowly back away, fearing that they will be affected.
"Although it consumes real energy, it is very powerful. It is indeed a lost ancient martial arts!" Chen Xiang was also amazed in his heart. He did not expect that he would gain so much today and learn such a powerful martial arts.
Song Nanming was stunned by this, feeling envious and hating at the same time. He knew that Chen Xiang could bring out the power of Long Wu and let him experience such terrifying power, but he could not reach Chen Xiang's level.
"Chen Xiang, don't blame me, you only blame yourself for being too sharp." Song Nanming's eyes suddenly flashed with a ferocious light, and he waved his hand violently, and a dozen tiny steel needles penetrated the thick air. Thick smoke and dust shot towards Chen Xiang.
Although this place is full of smoke and dust, Chen Xiang's spiritual consciousness is so powerful that he can control all the movements around him. Even if a tiny steel needle is flying towards him, he can sense it.
When the steel needle flew towards him, Chen Xiang let out a muffled roar and saw a wall of scorching fire appear in front of him. This was the fire of the true energy of alchemy. It could fuse some medicinal materials that were more heat-resistant than iron, let alone Those little steel needles.
The steel needle pierced into the wall of fire and melted instantly. The wall of fire disappeared and the smoke dispersed. Chen Xiang was seen flying towards Song Nanming with his fists braving the overwhelming dragon energy.
"Dragon Gang Fist!" Chen Xiang yelled coldly, and his fists danced wildly, like thousands of golden meteors hitting him.
Song Nanming was still immersed in the shock that Shen Xiang was able to escape the steel needle, when he was enveloped by the rain of Long Gang Fist. In just a few moments, he was attacked by hundreds of heavy punches all over his body. The bursts of sonic booms were like thunderbolts, exploding one after another like firecrackers.
Song Nanming's flesh and blood body was attacked so violently that all the bones and meridians in his body burst and shattered, and everything on his body was squeezed together, like a piece of meat falling to the ground, but he did not die. As long as he did not die, It's not a violation.
But Song Nanming is now worse than dead! How can he still look like a human being? He looks like a piece of rotten meat!
Some people in the square had vomited, and some were shouting in fear. The arrogant prince who was standing in the wind just now didn't even look like a human being!
"You asked for this!" Chen Xiang originally just wanted to give him a simple lesson and knock him out of power, but Song Nanming used those vicious steel needles to attack him just now, which made him furious and used Eighty percent of the power.
"Nanming!" A loud roar came from the distance, shaking the ears of people in the square. A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with an angry face fell from the air and landed on Song Nanming, whose life and death were unknown. around.
This is the emperor of Nanwu Kingdom, Song Wu!
The people in the square were too angry to express their anger. Chen Xiang crippled the emperor's son, and the emperor's strength was not weak. A war might break out.
"Send the prince back to the palace!" Song Wu said to the two people behind him. They were all masters. When Song Wu came over, they followed him. They were all very strong.
Song Wu was worthy of being an emperor, and he could calm down when faced with such things. The angry look on his face quickly disappeared and was replaced by a deep and majestic face.
Chen Xiang did not violate the rules. As Song Nanming's father, Song Wu also knew the little tricks Song Nanming used in the competition. He thought it must have been discovered by Chen Xiang, which made Chen Xiang angry. In order to prevent others from discovering the prince's little tricks. , he had people send Song Nanming to the palace instead of sending him to the Yao family first.
As an emperor, face is more important than anything else. If people know that the prince uses such vicious tactics, then he will be the emperor for a long time. If he is discovered by the Yao family, the Yao family will definitely use this to blackmail him into doing something to him. Things you don’t want to do.
Chen Xiang quickly saw through this reason. He smiled and said: "As expected of the king of a country, it was a wise move for you not to leave him in the Yao family. It won't take long for you to know that there are other reasons why you did this. It’s beneficial.”
Song Wu snorted coldly: "It is common for injuries to occur during martial arts competitions, but you are too cruel. I hope nothing serious happens to the prince, otherwise..."
After saying that, Song Wu walked away. Everyone was relieved that the emperor did not hold Chen Xiang accountable, and at the same time they admired Song Wu's broadmindedness.