"It's so boring! I thought that you, a newly promoted Martial God, could bring me some surprises, but I didn't expect that you only have this ability."
Zeng Ji sneered and spoke with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
When he started to use his continuous punches, he originally just wanted to force Su Yun to dodge, overpower Su Yun in terms of momentum, and gain some advantage.
But he didn't expect that Su Yun would be so reckless. He just stood there and fought hard, blocking his attack head on.
I don’t want to lose any face!
Little did he know that this would be fatal!
Originally, Zeng Ji thought that he was fighting a strong warrior at the level of a god of war, and if the other person counterattacked before his death, he might even be a slight threat to him.
But now, he is destined to be beaten to death by himself!
"Boy, suffer death!"
Zeng Ji let out a long roar and rotated his fists, incorporating all the peak power he had accumulated into the subsequent punch.
The power of this punch instantly increased dramatically!
The attack power has doubled.
This is a killing punch!
However, Su Yun still had the same calm expression, without even a trace of expression.
"Want to kill me? You don't have the ability yet."
Su Yun spoke indifferently.
Outsiders only thought that he had been resisting Zeng Ji's attacks head-on before, just to show off his strength and not to lose face.
As everyone knows, it was just that Su Yun wanted to gain a little more knowledge and understanding for Ruan Zifeng and An Qingyue, so he deliberately accompanied Zeng Ji to practice.
If he is willing, what does Zeng Ji's fist power that has been running endlessly mean?
He can still be broken easily!
The moment Zeng Ji's decisive punch hit him, he clapped his palm again and blocked the punch.
But this time, there was no muffled thunderous sound.
But it seems silent!
At this moment, Zeng Ji's expression suddenly changed.
His powerful punch hit Su Yun's palm, and was absorbed by Su Yun's palm.
Zeng Ji could clearly feel that at this moment, two powerful forces appeared on Su Yun's palm at the same time.
One is fierce and fierce, while the other is gentle and lingering.
Two forces, one hard and one soft, emerged at the same time and intertwined with each other, as if forming a rotating vortex, forcibly consuming all the power contained in his fist.
His endless punches naturally stopped accordingly.
"What method are you using?!"
Zeng Ji's expression changed slightly, his body suddenly retreated, he distanced himself, and looked at Su Yun in shock.
For a strong martial artist like him, the use of power has naturally reached its peak.
Between strikes, the force can be strong or soft, changing as you wish.
But it is very difficult to move the two powers of extreme strength and softness in one palm at the same time.