After reaching a distance of one meter in front of Lu Mingjun, he could no longer move forward.
The whole thing was blocked outside, and no matter how hard he urged, he couldn't go any further.
This kind of situation has never been seen since his debut.
It’s simply unbelievable. Is God kidding me?
For a moment, Pi Zhiyuan suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.
But when he continued to look carefully, he found that this was the fact, and there was no problem with his eyes at all.
In desperation, I could only use all my strength to suck milk, trying to complete my previous settings.
However, the situation did not change at all, and the momentum was just blocked outside without giving up at all.
"Lu, what kind of kungfu are you doing?"
Pi Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked Lu Mingjun.
He had lived for decades and had never encountered such a situation before, and he was completely shocked.
"It's not a kung fu at all. It just means you are too weak to threaten me!"
The truth always hurts so much, and there is nothing wrong with what Lu Mingjun said.
It is true that Pi Zhiyuan's cultivation is not enough and he cannot break through his barrier at all. Who can he blame?
"Grass!"
Pi Zhiyuan never thought that one day he would be told by a stupid kid that he was not good at cultivation. This was even more frustrating than saying that he was not good at that aspect.
Therefore, it is only reasonable to directly use foul language.
He must prove that he can do it, otherwise it will affect his future cultivation.
This time Pi Zhiyuan no longer played with momentum, but took a big step forward.
The right fist came out without any warning, this was a punch that belonged to the master.
It was enough to crack mountains and crack rocks. He didn't believe that Lu Mingjun could still take it.
However, Pi Zhiyuan was ready to control the situation and severely injure the man named Lu without taking his life.
Taunt him for a while and let him know how big the gap is between him and yourself.
The momentum of this punch was no joke, the fist rushed towards the sitting Lu Mingjun like a running tiger.
Affected by his punches, the wind began to rise outside.
The realm of a Grandmaster is indeed powerful, there is no denying this.
However, Lu Mingjun remained so calm and put down the teacup in his hand gracefully.
He raised his right hand and took the punch lightly.
What?
This kid actually received this punch in such a way?
Pi Zhiyuan felt that he had been humiliated. Isn't this a bit too contemptuous of himself?
He wanted to use this punch to blow away half of Lu Mingjun's body.
So I gritted my teeth and added another two points of strength.
This time, even he couldn't control the punch.
If Lu Mingjun couldn't bear it, his whole body would probably be shattered by him.
Master Pi was already prepared for a bloody scene, but the facts gave him another wake-up call.
"puff!"
His fist hit Lu Mingjun's palm directly.
It didn't destroy half of the body as expected, but it didn't even create a ripple.