Unbelievable means something that no one expected before it happened, but it still happened.
After the two people were still for about five seconds, a loud sound of "Peng!" broke out again. Ling Jie was violently pushed away and retreated continuously. Ling Jie was retreating, retreating violently, and was hit by Lei Gong.
He backed away like crazy. He took ten steps back before he could stabilize his body.
"It is indeed the Iron Fist of the eleventh round. The power of the fist can be divided into two bursts. The first burst is just to deceive others. The real power is the second burst." Ling Jie slowly stood up, feeling shocked, "But
I was confused. His fist was clearly in contact with my palm. How did it cause the second punch to hit? And the impact of the second punch was no worse than the first. If I hadn't already entered
At the Grandmaster level, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured even if I don't die at this moment. Such a fist is really hard to guard against."
Ling Jie wiped his lips with his hand and felt a burning pain on his palm. His whole arm was sore and numb. His muscles and bones were all numb and painful. He had lost consciousness. This showed how terrifying the power of his punch was. "Just now I
You were unprepared to withstand his punch..."
His face turned red, and when he saw Ling Jie take more than ten steps back to stabilize his body, his face changed greatly, "He received my punch twice, but he only took more than ten steps back and stopped, and looked at him
He didn't seem to be hurt at all. It should be noted that my second punch was punched out when he was unprepared, and it failed to hurt him. Ling Jie... Who the hell are you?
.”
Others looked at it strangely, "You said Ling Jie was fine, but why was he suddenly pushed up? It seemed that the force he received was very strong. It can be seen from the traces of Ling Jie's feet on the ground.
, you know, the porcelain plates he stepped on all collapsed."
"Wuli seems to be really good at it. I'm afraid only Ling Jie and Wuli can know what happened during this period."
Zhuge Qing took a deep breath, "Ling Jie, be careful, as long as it's alright, it's alright... Don't be careless and don't hide your strength. On the battlefield, if you make a slight mistake, it will be a matter of losing your head...
"
"Brother Wuli, your fist is really hard." Ling Jie slowly moved his palms and gradually regained consciousness. The sore and numb feeling quickly receded. A master-level body has a relatively high recovery ability.
He quickly regained his fighting strength.
Wuli's face turned red, "Lingjie, you surprised me so much. Even such a punch couldn't hurt you. My iron fist training in Wuli was in vain. But, I will eat something bigger next..."
Wuli rushed forward again and punched Ling Jie's waist. The wind of the fist swept over and picked up the corners of Ling Jie's clothes. The force of the punch was no less powerful than the previous one. He originally thought that Ling Jie would be disgraced.
Give in. Once Lingjie gives in, Wuli will have the confidence to force himself into a corner. In this case, Wuli's chances of winning will be much greater.
As a result, Ling Jie disappointed him again. Ling Jie still did not retreat, but slowly stretched out his right hand, and skillfully pushed away Wu Li's fist. Wu Li felt that Ling Jie's palm was strong, with a
A gentle force led his right hand to turn around, sliding it from the left side of Ling Jie's waist, and with a "puffy" sound, it was empty.
At this time, Wuli's other hand also waved out, but the result was the same. Ling Jie's strong and strong hands diverted him away, and all the shots were in vain.
"How is this possible? My fist clearly hit it, how could it go astray..." Wuli didn't believe in evil and threw ten punches in a row, but the result was exactly the same. They were all diverted away from the direction by Lingjie's skillful hands. Finally, Wuli shouted loudly.
With a loud sound, both fists came out and hit Ling Jie together, "Even if you can lure him away, I have two hands at the same time and I have at least hundreds of kilograms of strength. I don't think you can lure him away."
Ling Jie also felt something unusual this time. He did not draw his hand as before, but pushed out a palm, a slap, to block Wuli's two fists.
Wuli was surprised again. He was shocked to feel that the hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of power carried by his fists were gradually absorbed by Ling Jie's slap like mud sinking into the sea.
The softness of her heart melted away...
"Brother Wuli, I'm sorry." Ling Jie glanced sideways, tightened his body, and suddenly pushed forward with the slap against Wuli's fists.
"Peng!" There was an explosion, and Wuli felt a huge force hitting him. He had no time to defend himself, and his body was thrown directly up. Lingjie suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Wuli's arm before his body hit the ground, and moved forward.
He threw him out again.
Wuli, who was thrown out, completely lost his balance and could only watch the wall getting closer and closer to him, "Ahhhh... Peng!"
A living body, like a stone, hit him with a roar, head first. Wuli's head was directly hit, and blood spurted out. His body had lost the luster of life, like a broken kite.
, mounted on the wall, slid down along the wall, and finally hit the ground with a loud bang, scattering a cloud of dust.
"Uh, uh...uh..." Wuli Wuli frowned, looking at Ling Jie in disbelief. He half-raised his hand, trying to catch Ling Jie.
Lingjie instinctively felt that Wuli had something to say, so he knelt down in front of him and said, "Brother Wuli, if you have anything to say, just say it. As long as I, Lingjie, can do it, I will definitely agree to it.
"
Wuli has a bold personality, but because of this rule, only one person can live between him and himself. Lingjie can only lament that he has no choice, he can't change everything, if he doesn't die, then he will have to
die.
A large mouthful of blood flowed from Wuli's mouth, "I...I, I, Wuli...Wuli, can, can die, die in your Lingjie's...hand, hand...hand, I'm satisfied."
As soon as the words fell, Wuli's hand dropped, and his eyes gradually hid. He, Wuli, was gone, dead...
Ling Jie felt that a hole was broken in his heart. This hole was very deep. Many times, people don’t know why they do something, which is very scary. Ling Jie was thinking, Wuli is a very deep person.
Good people...I shouldn't...
But he immediately thought, "Actually, it doesn't matter. Everyone is fighting to stay alive. I am not the savior. I can only take the path I think I should take!"
Ling Jie stood up and glanced at the people watching outside the iron cage, his eyes cold and cold.
The blacksmith's loud voice echoed in the room, "The second round begins, Chen Yun and Liu Weihua enter the iron cage."