With a loud noise, the bluestone under Cheng Peng and Zhou Dong's feet suddenly shattered, and the aftermath continued, rolling up the stone powder and turning into a wave of air mixed with white smoke, roaring towards the surroundings and hitting the surroundings of the competition venue.
On the protective wall, the vibration made the metal protective wall buzz.
Just the residual power of this blow is so powerful!
The power of this blow was so astonishing. Naturally, the two people at the center of this shocking blow could not be completely unscathed. They staggered back several steps before regaining their footing. However, there was blood at the corners of their mouths.
, but each of them suffered internal injuries after just one move.
"Good job!" Cheng Peng couldn't help but praise.
To be honest, Zhou Dong's martial arts skills this time are mediocre. There is no subtlety or weirdness in the changes of moves that are common among masters. However, as the saying goes, "It is better to hide one's humility than to show one's ugliness." He knew that his martial arts skills were not good, so he completely transformed all the changes in his moves.
Give up, simply go straight, and blindly exert your extraordinary power without considering anything else.
Only because of its purity is it powerful.
Zhou Dong himself is a master of strengthening telekinesis ability, and before entering the "Hunter", he practiced Shaolin hard skills, and his offensive and defensive capabilities are unbelievable. Cheng Peng's Gangqi Fist move just now is extremely powerful. If he is caught off guard, he will
An ordinary four-star master might be killed by one blow, but he actually took this blow with his chest. Not only did he not appear to be injured, he actually still had the energy to punch hard!
Such amazing defensive power is comparable to the best armor!
But his attack power was equally powerful. The fist came up hard and penetrated Cheng Peng's soft defense of Gang Qi. It collided with his strong fist filled with Gang Qi, blasting away the Gang Qi and shaking it.
The meridians and even the Qi protecting the internal organs were stirred up - with the power of this punch alone, Zhou Dong was qualified to challenge any master among today's players!
"You're not bad either!" Zhou Dong did not pursue blindly as he usually did in battles, but stopped and calmed down his breath while replying with a smile, "This is the first time that I have been used by someone.
Fight back with fists!"
Of course what he said was not a lie, as the audience present could attest: Most of these *** had seen his previous matches, and had seen him using his iron fists to defeat each of the masters until they could only parry, but had no ability to fight back -
-Almost a month ago, he used his uninterrupted iron fist attacks to force Hisoka, who had been on the 200th floor for several years and had always been invincible, to retreat steadily. Finally, he was defeated due to the exhaustion of his Nian.
There was nothing technical about that battle, it was just a collision of "forces". "Magic Clown" Hisoka's admirable combat wisdom and trapping abilities were difficult to give full play to in an unfavorable environment like the ring, so he had to use his own incompetent skills.
He is good at fighting in frontal combat, so even though everyone said that "if we fight outside, Hisoka will definitely win", he still lost that game - this was also the first time this mysterious master entered the Sky Arena.
A defeat.
Zhou Dong, who had such a record, has since been nicknamed the "Unstoppable Iron Fist".
But today, in front of tens of thousands of spectators, the unstoppable iron fist was blocked by a young man who looked quite elegant.
Not only was he blocked, but looking at the retreat of both parties, Zhou Dong actually suffered a slight loss!
The originally noisy auditorium fell silent for a moment, and then erupted into loud cheers and shouts.
"marvelous!"
"Hit me hard!"
"I'm looking forward to this kind of battle!"
For these viewers, it doesn't really matter who wins or loses. What they care about is whether they can see a wonderful battle.
It's interesting for the strong to sweep the weak, but most strong people don't like meaningless killings, and not everyone has Hisoka's ability to turn battles into magic. Under normal circumstances, if the gap between the two sides is too big,
, the battle will be quite boring.
But it’s different now. The difference in strength between the two sides seems not to be that big. This means that there will be an evenly matched battle between dragons and tigers, allowing the audience to fully appreciate the excitement of the confrontation between masters.
"The cheers at this moment sound very harsh, like shouting 'Go to hell'... Why do I feel like I am standing in the ancient Roman arena?" Cheng Peng sighed, "I feel a little unhappy."
"It doesn't matter where you stand, it's worth it to fight with a master like you!" Zhou Dong was still full of excitement. He licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and grinned, "Watch the boxing!"
The charge and punches were almost the same as last time.
The difference is that this time he is faster!
Even with Cheng Peng's dynamic vision, it was difficult to capture Zhou Dong's speed at this moment.
"Strengthen the five senses!" Cheng Peng immediately activated the special function of Xiantian Qi. Everything around him seemed to slow down. Only the figure rushing towards him like a cannonball became clearer, as if everything else was just a light-toned background.
Only Zhou Dong is the core of the painting with rich ink and color.
If he pulls out the Fire Lin Spear now and concentrates several powers on the gun to attack head-on, maybe he can stab his opponent to death with one move, right?
But...he didn't want to win that way.
Even if it was a bit foolish, facing a guy who had been stubbornly and uprightly waiting for him to fully master "Nian" these days before fighting, he would rather fight in other ways.
More wild, more courageous, the most original and simplest way.
A large amount of thoughts and Gang Qi emerged layer by layer, and finally they all gathered in his right fist.
He did not use the hidden power of the Seven Injury Fist, but the pure force of the punch.
Cheng Peng also stepped forward and rushed towards Zhou Dong, punching him in the face.
There was another loud noise, centered on the place where the two figures collided, and the ground exploded into pieces as if a bomb had been installed. The smoke and gravel were carried by the blasted airflow, forming a low roaring wave, and crashed against the guardrail.
, the stones hit the metal plate ping-pong-pong-pong-pong, making a sound like machine gun fire.
Some viewers with better eyesight invariably noticed that there were shallow depressions on the metal plate.
“It’s incredible!”
"This... is just the aftermath of the fist!"
"It's no longer a 200-level battle!"
The audience cheered, roared, and applauded the two figures who were fighting without giving an inch.
Cheng Peng and Zhou Dong did not take a break this time to prepare for the next battle. Instead, after being knocked back, they only took a few breaths and rushed towards each other, starting a fierce fight.
There are no subtle changes or clever tactics, just simple fist fights.
When facing an attack, you only need to avoid the vital points, and the rest is to bear it with your body, while seizing the time to challenge the opponent with heavier punches.
This is the fight, the wildest fight!
Blood continuously spattered from the two men, splashing drop by drop on the surrounding ground, forming dazzling marks on the gravel and dust, and splashing into little bits of charming flowers on the intact bluestone.
This battle lasted for about three minutes, and the audience roared at the top of their lungs for three minutes.
"It's been a long time since there has been such a battle..." said a fighter who was watching the battle. "In battles above 200 floors, everyone tried their best to use all their wisdom and strength, including tactics, traps, and various ways to mislead and confuse the enemy.
means……"
"Since Hisoka almost dominated this place, we have never seen such a battle." Another fighter also nodded and sighed, "Maybe... we have forgotten some of the most important things!"
"Yes... we come here, we fight here, not for money or fame, but for the pursuit of higher martial arts and the honor of warriors pursuing victory!"
Neither Cheng Peng nor Zhou Dong knew the ecstasy of the audience and the sighs of the warriors.
They only know how to throw as many punches as possible and knock down their opponents before they are knocked down!
Fist after fist crossed each other, and then hit the body with little defense, making a dull sound.
As the fight continued, the two men's punches gradually slowed down.
This is a matter of course. After so many punches and so many punches, even an iron man would have been reduced to scrap metal long ago, let alone a body of flesh and blood!
Cheng Peng raised his fist and thrust it out as quickly as a sharp sword. He missed Zhou Dong's fist and caught the moment before it hit his cheek, stabbing Zhou Dong's heart hard.
At this moment, he suddenly saw Zhou Dong's eyes.
Those eyes were almost burning to the limit, about to boil and explode.
So he understood.
After this punch, the two combatants took a few steps back in unison.
"Cough! Cough! What a good fight!" Zhou Dong coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and smiled brightly, "This is the fight I have dreamed of!"
"Although I don't really like this kind of fighting, there's nothing wrong with fighting once in a while." Cheng Peng is in better condition than Zhou Dong. At least he still stands as straight as a javelin, unlike Zhou Dong who needs to hold his knees with both hands to move.
Stand firm.
"I still have the strength for the last blow..."
"Actually, I'm not much better... If you want, there's nothing wrong with using the next move to decide the outcome."
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome."
Zhou Dong closed his eyes, spread his legs out and stood firm, and gradually straightened his body. He opened his left hand into a palm and clenched his right hand into a fist, making a gesture like drawing a bow.
"Remember what I said before? My 'fa' is too powerful and not suitable for demonstration in the room..." He suddenly opened his eyes, and golden flames really appeared on his body, "Through the Clouds and Shoot the Sun Fist!"
"
The voice was still in the air, and his whole body had turned into an arrow, breaking through the not-so-distant distance between the two in an instant and shooting in front of Cheng Peng.
Cheng Peng didn't have any special preparations. When Zhou Dong took a stance, he also raised his right hand, opened his palm, and pointed it in his direction.
It seemed as if... just one hand could block Zhou Dong's strongest attack with all his strength.
When the golden figure shot in front of him like a sharp arrow, Cheng Peng suddenly laughed.
With his palm as the center of the circle, everything around him suddenly "stopped".
The flowing wind, the dust in the wind, the shouts of the audience... everything stopped.
The sharp arrow-like figure hit this piece of "stillness", and the golden flames exploded to pieces like waves hitting the cliff, and Zhou Dong's body also swirled and flew out like a kite with its string broken.
He fell heavily to the ground.
It was only then that Cheng Peng's words reached everyone's ears.
