But... the voices coming from the audience made him unable to drag it out any longer.
"4!"
Nangong Yunqiu led everyone in shouting.
"Master Fu, hurry up and deal with him!"
"Four seconds left!"
"Time is running out, Mr. Fu, work hard and let this kid know how powerful you are!"
"Come on!"
More and more people were shouting.
People are also anxious.
Why hasn't Fu Wuye taken action for so long?
Is it possible...that we really can't deal with him?
"3!"
Nangong Yunqiu was also a little panicked, but she still counted down loudly.
"2!!"
I don't know who said it again.
This statement made Fu Wuye unable to bear it any longer.
He stared at Lin Yang, clenched his fists, and gave a low shout. A stream of air overflowed from his body, converged on his fist, and struck hard at Lin Yang.
call!
Brutal power surged through the fist.
Vaguely, it seemed that the whistling wind of the fist could be heard roaring, like the roar of a tiger, or the writhing of a giant dragon.
"Wow!"
The guests at the scene exclaimed.
This punch may be able to penetrate mountains and crack seas!
This punch will definitely determine the winner!
Many people stood up from their chairs and stared at the blow with wide eyes.
Nangong Yunqiu also forgot to count down and stared blankly.
No matter who it is, everyone believes that as long as this punch hits Lin Yang, even if the person guards against it, his bones and flesh will be smashed and broken...
Fu Wuye thought so too.
After all, this punch used all his strength.
"1!"
He shouted in a low voice, shouting out the last second himself.
The final blow!
Decide the outcome!
However...
Snap!
A crisp sound came out.
The fist that was thrown forward suddenly stopped as if it hit something.
The power in the fist dissipated in all directions like a cyclone.
The conference was silent for a moment.
Fu Wuye's eyes suddenly widened and he stared blankly ahead.
Lin Yang raised his hand, opened his palm, and firmly caught the incoming fist.
He didn't move at all!
His palm is intact!
Completely... caught the punch.
Fu Wuye was dumbfounded.
Everyone in the audience was also stunned.
"What's going on? What...what's going on?"
Nangong Yunqiu backed away continuously, her face turned pale, and her mouth opened so wide that it seemed like she could stuff an egg in...
As for Bizhen and Anyuan, they were even more shocked and speechless.
"This son..." Nangong Meng, who was sitting on the master's seat, stared at Lin Yang, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Bang!
At this time, Lin Yang's palm shook slightly, and a force of skill pushed Fu Wuye away.
Fu Wuye retreated continuously, almost losing his balance.
Lin Yang put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I said 10 seconds is not enough, I will give you 5 minutes!"
This time, the whole audience fell into silence...
