This punch was so powerful that it seemed to split the void.
With moves like this, it won't be too difficult to rank in the top 100 in the regional competition.
But for Lin Yang, who is number one in the field, it is still not enough.
Lin Yang moved slightly backward and dodged easily. Then he slapped Que Ming's fist lightly with his backhand.
He came here to ask for reinforcements, not to make grudges, so he kept a lot of hands.
However, even with such a gentle palm, the power contained in it was not something that Que Ming could resist.
The slap hit Que Ming's fist, and he immediately retreated violently. His legs hit the ground, dragging out a long ravine.
Everyone was stunned.
Que Qiu's eyes tightened.
Although Lin Yang's palm seems ordinary, there is something special inside.
"Master Que, I'm afraid this person has some abilities!"
The old man next to him frowned.
Que Qiu nodded and shouted lightly: "Ming'er! Be serious and don't be careless!"
"Yes, mother!"
Que Ming's eyes tightened, and he knew that Lin Yang was very powerful, so he immediately drank, intending to use all his strength to defeat the opponent.
Then he saw energy billowing all over his body, and the terrifying power caused his clothes and long hair to flutter wildly, his eyes filled with color, and then he let out a low roar and rushed towards him again, waving his fists.
With every step he took, the ground shook.
It can be said to be full of momentum.
When Jia Gang saw it from behind, he couldn't help but frown, worried that Lin Yang wouldn't be able to catch the punch.
"Lie down! Tianba Honglie Fist!"
Que Ming roared and punched his head.
It seems like an unstoppable torrent.
But the next second, Lin Yang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the terrifying fist.
Bah!
His hand was like a piece of cloth covering the flames, instantly wrapping his fist and simultaneously destroying all the violent power in his fist.
"What?"
Everyone around him became silent.
Que Ming was also dumbfounded.
And the next moment.
Lin Yang suddenly twisted his backhand.
"ah!"
Que Ming's wrist was about to break, and the severe pain made him cry out in pain.
Lin Yang took advantage of the situation, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up with one hand.
Que Ming immediately hung his legs in the air and struggled wildly, unable to launch any more attacks.
The people around were stunned, and for a time they thought they had seen it wrong.
At the end of the whole process, Lin Yang only used one hand to subdue Que Ming.
"Is the gap...so big?"
The old man who had previously called for Que Ming and Lin Yang to fight murmured, his eyes full of shock.
Que Qiu looked gloomy.
"That's it."
Lin Yang can wave at any time.
Que Ming's body flew out and fell heavily to the ground, covering his neck and coughing continuously.
"good!"
"Win!"
"Shuai Lin is so awesome!"
The crew members in the side hall cheered when they saw Lin Yang winning so easily.
"Good! Good!"
Jia Gang also applauded repeatedly, very excited.
The people on the surrounding Divine Island were all pale-faced and silent.
Lin Yang looked towards Que Qiu and said calmly: "Island Master Que, should I do it...or you?"
Upon hearing this, Que Qiu stopped breathing and looked at Lin Yang with wide eyes.
People were all confused.
According to the agreement, if Que Ming loses, he will abandon his cultivation.
This is no small matter!
"You fart! I...I haven't lost yet!"
Que Ming, who was on the ground, covered his neck and climbed up, roared angrily, and wanted to attack again!
"Tomorrow! Stop!"
Que Qiu shouted.
"Mother...."
"You are no match for him. There is a huge difference in strength between you!"
