While everyone was discussing and speculating, the competition began.
"Trash, kneel down and lick my shoes. As the second brother, maybe I can spare your life!"
Qin Fen walked forward with a sinister smile, a pair of iron fists making a clanging sound, and an astonishing aura emitted from the clenched fists, like the clanging of two heavy hammers.
When a cat catches a mouse, it will not bite it to death at once, but will slowly play with it until it kills it bit by bit.
Qin Fen is enjoying this process of playing now. He wants to play Qin Chen to despair little by little to satisfy his perverted psychology.
"Really? It's a pity that even if you kneel down and lick the soles of my feet, I won't spare you."
Qin Chen looked at Qin Fen indifferently. This ignorant man probably didn't know that he was in danger.
"court death!"
Qin Chen's expression angered Qin Fen. With a move of his feet, Qin Fen instantly crossed the distance of five to six meters and punched Qin Chen with a ferocious 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 was swallowed up by him like a wave.
"Huh? Qin Fen's cultivation has improved a lot, and he is a bit stronger than Wei Zhen. Unfortunately, he is still too weak."
Facing Qin Fen's fierce attack, Qin Chen withdrew all his strength, wrapped his hands in a semicircle like a whisk playing a pipa, and pushed out with one palm.
boom!
The violent energy collided with each other, making an astonishing sound of explosion, and the whole ground seemed to shake.
"What?"
Amidst the smoke and dust, Qin Fen's body suddenly stopped as if he were hitting a mountain. His internal organs were shaken violently, and his eyes were horrified.
How could Qin Chen be so powerful?
"Unparalleled King Fist!"
With a roar, Qin Fen's eyes were ferocious, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound. His whole body suddenly expanded, and he punched Qin Chen.
boom!
A hurricane rushed into the sky, a level 10 wind blew across the arena, and smoke and dust swept out wildly.
"It's a small trick, broken!"
Qin Chen pushed out with one palm, seemingly slow but actually very fast, and collided with Qin Fen's iron fist.
boom!
The violent energy rushed out in a circle with the two people as the center, causing the hair of many students below the ring to fly. Amidst the explosive energy, Qin Chen's figure remained motionless, like a rock. Qin Fen, on the other hand, couldn't stand it.
With a huge backlash, he took two steps back.
"This is impossible!"
Qin Fen's eyes widened. He tried his best to punch, but Qin Chen stopped him so easily. Are you kidding me?
"Weak, too weak. With this level of cultivation, you still want me to beg for mercy?!"
Qin Chen clapped his hands, dusted off the dust stuck to his clothes, and said with a mocking look on his face. Everyone was dumbfounded. This kid is so good at pretending. It's surprising that Qin Fen can bear it.
"ah!"
Hearing this, Qin Chen was furious and furious. He roared loudly, bang, kicked the ground with both feet, and a pair of iron fists poured out like a violent wave.
"Thirteen folds of wave fist!"
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The powerful punch blasted the air, causing the entire arena to rumble. Suddenly, a shadow of a fist appeared in front of Qin Fen, like a tsunami erupting, rolling forward, causing everyone's eardrums to ache, and the sky and earth to change color.
In the audience, a student next to Wei Zhen looked shocked, and immediately said proudly: "Wei Zhen, the Qin Chen you are optimistic about is going to lose this time.
Chuang's killing move is said to be extracted from a high-level Xuan-level boxing technique. Although the grade is only the upper-level Yellow level, its power is comparable to the lower-level Xuan-level martial arts. Under this martial arts, Qin Fen's boxing power
If it skyrockets at least three times, Qin Chen will definitely lose."
"That's not necessarily the case!" Wei Zhen stared at the field without blinking.
He thought he couldn't take Qin Fen's punch, but the fear in his heart told him that Qin Chen would definitely be able to take it. There was no reason, just intuition.
In the audience, Qin Yong showed surprise on his face, leaned over and said excitedly: "Madam, I didn't expect that Master Fen has mastered the Thirteen Dial Wave Fist. It seems that Master Fen will definitely win this match."
Qin Chen had blocked Qin Fen's attacks many times before, which made Qin Yong feel slightly uneasy. Now that he saw Qin Fen displaying this set of martial arts, he suddenly felt reassured.
"How can Qin Yuechi, that bastard trash, compare to Fen'er!" Zhao Feng said coldly with a smile on his face.
In the audience below, Qin Yuechi's eyes showed concern and he was extremely nervous.
She knew only too well how powerful the Thirteen-fold Wave Fist created by her father was. It was a legendary military killing fist, specially used to kill enemies on the battlefield. Once the opponent could not resist, the overlapping punches would be like breaking a dam.
Like a flood, it is unscrupulous and will blow the opponent until it is reduced to ashes.
"Chen'er, don't force yourself, keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood!" Qin Yuechi clasped her 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 knowledgeable experts on the stage also had serious eyes and whispered.
If Qin Chen can't resist this move, he will either die or be disabled.
Qin Chen didn't know Qin Yuechi's worries. For him, although the Thirteen Stacks of Wave Fist was good, there was still a long way to go before he could hurt him.
It's just that he didn't want to defeat Qin Fen in one fell swoop, giving him hope and then giving him despair so that he could feel what a real collapse was.
With a sneer, Qin Chen placed his fists across his chest, like a rock in the torrent, resisting Qin Fen's series of attacks.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Continuous roars resounded. Under Qin Fen's stormy attack, Qin Chen seemed unable to resist each time, but he persisted, like a sailboat on the sea, despite the waves beating, it always stood firm.
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"This movement technique is so subtle that it is definitely a micro-level movement technique." Lingwu King Xiao Zhan took a breath of air and his eyes were horrified.
According to the artistic conception, body skills are divided into five levels: entry, proficiency, exquisiteness, subtlety and perfection. Generally, it is very remarkable for a genius of this level to reach "proficiency", but Qin Chen actually reached the subtlety level. He has lived so long.
, this is the first time I have seen such a genius.
"Sure enough, it's a micro-level movement technique." Dean Chu Weichen on the side heard the low cry of Lingwu King Xiao Zhan and looked at it intently. He was so surprised that he almost stood up.
Being able to practice body skills to such a fine level at such a young age can no longer be called a genius, but a monster, a monster that should not exist in this world.
Qin Fen's face was gloomy. He had punched ten times at this moment, but the opponent still showed no sign of defeat. Qin Chen was more terrifying than he expected.
"I do not believe."
Roaring unwillingly, Qin Fen pushed the true energy in his body to the extreme, and finally punched out three punches at the same time, in one go.
boom!
At the same time, violent red waves rose up from Qin Fen's body.
It was the power of his bloodline that he awakened.