The junior brother is dead, and he can't explain it to the teacher when he goes back.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I will kill you today!"
Wu Yong said word for word.
There was a sword in his hand, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, finally reaching its peak.
"etc!"
Du Qingchen suddenly shouted.
"Do you have any last words to confess?" Wu Yong asked coldly.
Du Qingchen looked at the second elder and said, "Three elders, please go back first. Just leave the matters here to me."
The second elder wanted to say something else, but when he saw Du Qingchen winking at him, he immediately understood. Thinking of what Du Qingchen had told him before, he nodded: "Okay, then be careful."
If he doesn't leave now, Du Qingchen won't be able to let him go.
Anyway, Du Qingchen has a way to escape. Since the three of them were injured, it is better to leave first to avoid dragging down Du Qingchen.
But Wu Yong said coldly: "Let's go? Can they leave?"
"Walk!"
Du Qingchen roared violently, and rushed towards Wu Yong with his sword.
Facing Wu Yong at this time, Du Qingchen did not dare to show any signs of neglect and attacked with all his strength.
Wu Yong was about to attack the three elders, but he didn't expect Du Qingchen to take the initiative to attack. His expression changed slightly. Du Qingchen's tactics were completely lifeless, and the strength he showed was even less than his.
The three elders immediately swept away into the distance.
If they stay any longer, they will definitely die.
Although they are both in the psychic realm, the difference in strength is too big. Not to mention that they are both injured, even if they are not injured, they may not be able to defeat each other at their peak.
Wu was extremely courageous, but he had to take Du Qingchen's sword forcefully.
The three elders took this opportunity and left quickly.
Du Qingchen kept swinging his sword, and the sword light struck out one after another. Wu Yong faced it calmly, and the two of them kept flashing in the sky.
After dozens of moves, Du Qingchen seemed a little powerless and completely at a disadvantage, but even if he wanted to kill him for a while, Wu Yong couldn't do it.
After the three elders left, Du Qingchen suddenly flew back.
Wu Yong was stunned. He thought Du Qingchen was going to run away. Unexpectedly, after Du Qingchen flew back dozens of meters, he suddenly stopped, put away the long sword in his hand, put up an extremely funny stance, and punched out
.
Destroying God Fist!
Soul attack!
The power of the field!
It’s still these three tricks.
The three consecutive moves that were always going against him had no effect this time.
Wu Yong punched out, and the two of them exchanged punches.
Du Qingchen was knocked backwards, hit the ground with a bang, and stepped back more than ten meters. His face was red, as if he was drunk. It was obvious that he had suffered some minor injuries.
But Wu Yong's body just glided back in the air for a certain distance and then stopped.
Looking at Du Qingchen condescendingly, Wu Yong was a little shocked.
He didn't hold anything back with this punch.
He was thinking of severely injuring Du Qingchen or even killing him with one punch.
As a result, although Du Qingchen was injured, it was only a minor injury, and it didn't seem to be a big problem at all.
The key is that he is at the peak of the psychic realm, while Du Qingchen is only at the late stage of the virtual realm.
There is a huge difference between the two.
Logically speaking, Du Qingchen is the one who deserves to be crushed.
The result made Wu Yong very dissatisfied and even felt ashamed.
"If you let them go, you will have to pay the price with your life. If they had protected you desperately, maybe you could have escaped, but now, you don't even have a chance to escape."
Wu Yong sneered and said, "You brought it all on yourself. You can't blame anyone. My junior brother is dead, and I have to give the teacher an explanation."
"escape?"
Du Qingchen laughed and licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and his aura not only did not weaken, but intensified.
"You are overthinking. Why should I run away? Maybe it will be you who dies today."
"Really? It seems that I can no longer play around with you. It's time for the game to end."
Wu Yong said in a deep voice.
Du Qingchen said calmly: "Really? Come on then. Don't hide it. I hate people who talk nonsense, and you still make fun of me. Why don't you say you can go to heaven? It's funny.
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"Okay, then take another move from me!"
Wu Yong didn't want to talk nonsense with Du Qingchen, so he punched Du Qingchen fiercely.
"Eight Waves!"
Huh?
Du Qingchen's heart moved.
Eight waves? He understood immediately.
With a laugh, he didn't retreat or run away, but jumped up and punched out with the same punch.
The two sides collided in the air.
Is this punch very powerful?
No, it's not big.
Anyway, it wasn’t big when I first came into contact with it.
However, Wu Yong used the eighth wave. This punch was layered on top of each other. There were eight waves in total, and each time the power increased. By the eighth wave, it was already more than ten times more powerful than the first wave.
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Wu Yong felt that this punch would definitely kill Du Qingchen.
However, the real situation is that the punches performed by Du Qingchen also overlapped with each other, one after another in a continuous flow.
He can also do the eighth wave?
Wu Yong was extremely shocked.
The eight-fold punch force kept rushing into the air.
Du Qingchen's body finally retreated and was blown away.
Wow!
He spit out another mouthful of blood in the air, and his breath became a little weak.
Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it didn't kill Du Qingchen, Du Qingchen was now more seriously injured.
But the next moment, Wu Yong suddenly encountered the impact of Du Qingchen's ninth punch. His expression changed drastically, and he fell backwards like a broken wind.
Bang!
Wu Yong was thrown to the ground, and his feet were stuck deep in the ground. He jumped out, his body shook slightly, and his breath became much weaker.
His heart was extremely shocked. He widened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Du Qingchen in the sky as if he had seen a ghost. The next moment, he jumped into the air, keeping a hundred meters away from Du Qingchen, and asked in surprise: "
How do you know my eighth wave?"
Du Qingchen looked at Wu Yong as if he were a fool: "Is this yours? This is the ninth level of fist strength. Are you stupid? This is not a fixed method, it is just a way of exercising.
As unique as yours, you won’t still suspect that I stole my teacher, right?"
"You - okay, Shura, I really underestimated you, you are really worth letting me fight with all my strength! Next, I am going to use a trick, I hope you are still alive!"
Wu Yong's expression was very dignified and serious.
Du Qingchen looked at him, cautious in his heart, but the expression on his face was still very calm: "After doing this for a long time, you still haven't come up with a trick, okay, come on, I hope you won't hold back this time, I'm really disgusted