Fu Piaoxue's attitude of not taking herself seriously made Tong Jian feel extremely annoyed, and it also completely aroused the pride in Tong Jian's heart.
"The First Form of the Bloody Palm."
Tong Jian, who was roaring, turned into an afterimage as soon as he moved. The next moment, he was in front of Fu Piaoxue, and he raised his hand to give a palm.
Seeing Tong Jian take action, a trace of disdain flashed across Fu Piaoxue's cold face.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange scene appeared. Under everyone's attention, Fu Piaoxue's legs did not move at all, and she just moved sideways. Tong Jian's blood-red palm was close to Fu Piaoxue's.
The shoulder brushed past.
Most of the people present did not understand what was going on at all. They gave the impression that Tong Jian was stupid and slapped the outside of Fu Piaoxue's shoulder in the air.
But Tong Jian, as the person involved, was secretly complaining in his heart.
Is this the body-changing technique of the Jiang family, a family of cultivators?
It's just so damn weird.
And at this moment, Fu Piaoxue's slender hand, which was like a work of art, lifted up and slapped Tong Jian on the shoulder without using any martial arts skills.
Although he did not use any martial arts, Fu Piaoxue's palm was fast and hard, and the sound of tearing the air told people that the power of this palm was not small at all.
Youlong stepped out, and Tong Jian felt a little embarrassed. He took a dangerous step and avoided Fu Piaoxue's palm.
"Second Form of Bloody Palm."
While shouting angrily, Tong Jian struck out with a palm again.
It was almost exactly the same as the first palm. Fu Piaoxue's figure moved out of thin air, and his control was very precise and impartial, so he narrowly avoided Tong Jian's violent bloody palm.
What's even more terrifying is that while dodging, Fu Piaoxue can accurately find the weak spot in Tong Jian's palm technique and strike it out with one palm.
The third form of the Bloody Palm.
The fourth move of the Bloody Palm... In the blink of an eye, the two figures were on the ring and had already exchanged eight moves.
At this moment, Tong Jian was sweating on his forehead, not to mention feeling aggrieved.
In his entire life, Tong Jian has never been as useless as he is today when fighting against others.
His Blood Demon Palm has already executed eight attacks, without even touching the corner of the opponent's clothes. The most ironic thing is that from beginning to end, Fu Piaoxue, this terrible woman, has never used any martial arts skills.
, with every gesture, he can always easily find the weaknesses in his own moves.
"The ninth form of Blood Fiend Palm."
Tong Jian, whose eyes were red, shouted angrily and slapped his palm again.
The Blood Devil Palm is a relatively evil martial art in the martial arts world. Every move has its power increased several times. By the time it reaches the ninth move, the attack power has reached an extremely terrifying level, and can even be compared to
The attack of a heaven-level warrior.
Fu Piaoxue, who had always looked calm from beginning to end, finally looked a little more solemn at this moment.
"The Eighth Form of Thunder Palm."
Following Fu Piaoxue's soft moan, Fu Piaoxue slowly raised a jade hand.
An astonishing scene appeared. On Fu Piaoxue's jade hand, a trace of arc flashed, and a force of thunder burst out from his body.
"boom!"
The jade hand wrapped in electric arc collided with Tong Jian's bloody palm. The next moment, Tong Jian's face suddenly became very ugly, and his legs retreated involuntarily.
"Dong dong dong..." After taking six or seven steps back, Tong Jian finally stood firm on his feet. His eyes were full of fear, and the true energy in his body poured into his arms continuously.
At this moment, Tong Jian felt that his arm was being eroded by the power of thunder inspired by Fu Piaoxue. The numbing sensation brought by the power of thunder and lightning made Tong Jian feel as if his arm was no longer his own.
When the true energy poured into his arm, he finally suppressed the power of thunder and lightning. Looking at Fu Piaoxue and Tong Jian's eyes, there was only fear, fear, and a little pride in his heart.
In front of Fu Piaoxue, she completely disappeared after being hit by others.
Why is this woman so evil?
"Tong Jian, do you still have the confidence you had just now?
Doesn't it mean that if we fight to the death, both sides will suffer, maybe we can defeat me?
If you only have this little strength, why would you fight with me and lose both sides?"
Fu Piaoxue's cold and indifferent voice was like a steel needle piercing Tong Jian's proud heart.
"Fu Piaoxue, I have to admit now that my strength is indeed not as good as yours, and you are also very powerful, but it is absolutely impossible for me to just admit defeat. If you take my move, as long as you can follow it,
I automatically admit defeat."
Tong Jian took a deep breath and said.
"Oh! You want to use that coral hand move?
It just so happens that I am also very interested in this move, come on."
Fu Piaoxue said with a hint of expectation flashing in her eyes.
"good!"
After shouting "Hello" in a loud voice, Tong Jian's eyes were full of pride, he roared, and slowly raised his palm.
In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth became violent under the call of Tong Jian's palm.
In the blink of an eye, a huge vortex of true energy was formed above Tong Jian's head.
When the blood-red palm is used, the true energy in the true energy vortex is completely sucked into the palm.
Looking at Tong Jian's palm, it has more than doubled in size. The big palm-like hand is like a delicate red coral.
Fu Piaoxue, who was standing opposite Tong Jian, had a serious expression after entering the ring. He slowly raised his arms hanging down along his delicate body.
The jade-white hands, palms facing up, were flashing with arcs of electricity.
At the beginning, the thickness of the arc was as thick as a hair.
As Fu Piaoxue mobilized the true energy in his body, the arc in his palm gradually became thicker, and countless arcs began to interweave, intertwining into a small ball woven with arcs in his palm.
"What a terrifying energy fluctuation."
On the rostrum, Wu Yazi admired with a solemn expression.
"Yes, the Jiang family's palm thunder martial arts is simply too domineering.
With such terrifying energy, even an early Heaven-level master would not feel comfortable if he were to receive it forcefully."
Taoist Tianji said.
"This little girl of the Jiang family, even if she is sent to that place, she will definitely shine among those little monsters, and she will definitely become the most powerful existence in this world in the future."
Fang Tianji said.
After listening to Fang Tianji's words, Wu Yazi, Taoist Tianji, and Zhang Zhi, who looked gloomy, all had obvious expressions that fluctuated violently.
"Hey! According to my senior brother, that place is becoming more and more unstable. Within a hundred years, we in China will lose a holy place for cultivating talents."
Taoist Tianji said with a long sigh.
"Yeah, I miss that place a little bit. If we hadn't been lucky enough to enter there, we, Fang Tianji, would definitely not have achieved what we do today. It's a pity that it is a holy place for cultivating talents. I guess Fu Piaoxue and this group of young people