Xue Ziqi's eyes widened. She was looking at Chen Xuan. This guy actually knew a martial arts master who was a hundred times more powerful than Zhuo Lingfeng. What other background did he have?
Chen Xuan's image suddenly became clear in Xue Ziqi's mind, and then became blurry until she couldn't see through it at all.
Jubei has just stepped into Kajin, and his strength and confidence have skyrocketed. He feels that no one in the world is stronger than him except his master, even his dead senior brother Momozou.
He snorted coldly, punched out, and the dull bell rang again.
Only those who have practiced Goken-ryu to a very high level can make such a sound.
Momozo focused on practicing body skills, so his boxing skills were not as good as those of his junior brother Jubei.
Tang Qiuling saw that Jubei's fist was heavy, but he didn't panic. His pretty face was serious, and he also extended a palm to meet Jubei's fist.
Her palm movements were silent and extremely fast. There was no sound of air-piercing explosions like ordinary martial arts masters, and she looked soft.
Everyone couldn't help but worry about how such a delicate jade palm could withstand Jubei's punch.
However, the next moment their fists and palms met, Jubei's complexion suddenly changed. He took three steps back before releasing his palm force, and a shallow footprint was left on the steel plate of his sole.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Jubei asked in surprise.
Tang Qiuling said in a cold voice: "Chinese martial arts, Mianzhang."
What she used was the Mianzhang Kungfu used in Tai Chi Zhonghua. It was taught by Fu Wei, the Tai Chi master, and she has obtained seventy-eight points of his true teachings. The palm is as soft as cotton, as hard as iron, and the combination of hardness and softness can open a monument.
The stone splitting is just the right way to restrain Jubei's strong fist which has not yet been practiced to the extreme.
This time, Jubei finally put away his contempt, and as if facing a formidable enemy, he punched dozens of times in an instant, using all his strength!
The dull sound of the bell had been covered up by a series of bursts of air, and Jubei suddenly turned into a ferocious spirit with astonishing power, no longer as cold and restrained as before.
Everyone in the audience shouted to be careful, but Tang Qiuling was calm and leisurely, flying a pair of jade palms, flying out of the dust, like colorful fallen flowers, it was really beautiful, as if it was not the palm skills of a human warrior, but the dancing posture of a female fairy in the sky.
Jubei felt that in an instant, countless palm shadows appeared in front of him. Not only was his punch completely blocked, but he was also counterattacked by the opponent's exquisite palm skills. He quickly turned back his arms to protect himself, and was beaten back repeatedly.
"What kind of palm technique is this?" Jubei was horrified in his heart. He was actually unable to resist under the opponent's palm technique.
And if this continues for less than a minute, he will be unable to resist and be defeated by the opponent.
Jubei suddenly shouted loudly, his figure became blurred, and he started to move like ghosts.
The Gang Fist is so powerful that it is called the Assassination Fist because it can be used with Sakazaki's unique footwork to kill people without anyone noticing.
Jubei didn't want to follow the same path as his senior brother Momozo and wanted to create his own martial arts, but at the critical moment, he still used footwork to defend against the enemy.
All of a sudden, there were silhouettes of people on the stage, which made everyone in the audience dazzled and shocked. This speed was really inhuman.
Tang Qiuling still looked calm, holding Yuan Shouyi, unmoving, not at all confused by the ghostly figure of Jubei.
Such a fast movement means that one's physical strength is consumed rapidly and one can no longer produce the same punches as before.
Seeing that Tang Qiuling was motionless, Jubei jumped up behind her and punched her hard.
It was as if there was thunder exploding in his ears, but Tang Qiuling's expression remained unchanged. He turned around and struck out a palm. This palm contained the most yin and soft inner energy. When faced with Jubei's strong fist, the two figures suddenly separated.
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Tang Qiuling stood up floatingly, put away her jade palms, and stood on the stage coldly and proudly.
Jubei held down his arm and took seven steps back before he stabilized his figure. The cuff of one arm was broken into pieces, and the skin, muscles, and blood vessels burst open, dripping with blood, and it looked shocking.
Tang Qiuling won!
The whole audience cheered with wild eyes, treating Tang Qiuling as if she were a Valkyrie!
Chen Xuan crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, with a smile on his lips.
Fujita stood up and looked at the scene on the stage in disbelief. He did not expect that there was a Chinese warrior who could defeat Jubei at the Kajin level.
Gogoro Sakazaki, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
He staggered onto the stage like an ordinary old man, glanced at his disciple's injuries, then stared at Tang Qiuling coldly and said, "Do you know Bai Zang?"
"What Bai Zang?" Tang Qiuling was slightly confused.
This old man didn't have the aura of a master at all, and he just started asking questions without any answers.
"Take my punch." Sakazaki Gogoro said in a normal tone, then stretched out a withered and thin arm, clenched his fist and punched Tang Qiuling.
This punch seemed weak and weak, but the punch came quickly and urgently. Before Fu Wei in the audience could remind his apprentice to be careful, Tang Qiuling had already stretched out his jade palm and was ready to receive it.
"Can't take it!" Chen Xuan said suddenly, and then rushed to the ring. He did not expect that this Japanese Danjin master would suddenly attack Tang Qiuling.
Before Chen Xuan came on stage, Tang Qiuling's jade palm had already met Gogoro Sakazaki's fist.
Bang!
A loud and deep bell rang, and Tang Qiuling spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards.
At the same time, all the window glass of Tianding Martial Arts School was shattered and fell to the ground with crackles.
Everyone in the audience looked stunned, as if they were stunned by the sound of the bell.
Chen Xuan took Tang Qiuling and held her in his arms. After a little exploration, he found that her heart veins were seriously damaged. He immediately sent a stream of immortal energy to protect Tang Qiuling's heart veins and slowly repaired her internal injuries.
"Silly woman, he is as good as your master." Chen Xuan said while looking at the beautiful woman in his arms.
Tang Qiuling showed an expression of disbelief, and then glared at Chen Xuan, looking stubborn.
"The punch is like a bell, and the power of the punch is like a diamond. You are the Japanese Danjin master Gogoro Sakazaki." Fu Wei stood up and said angrily.
Just when he saw Jubei taking action, he had already guessed that it was a warrior from the Japanese Goken style, and now this old man confirmed his suspicion even more.
"Yes, it's me." Sakazaki Gogoro and Fu Wei looked at each other and said, "Which Chinese Danjin master is this sir?"
Fu Wei said coldly: "I am Tai Chi Fu Wei. Since you know that I am also Dan Jin, why do you want to take my apprentice's life as soon as you take action!"
"Hmph, my disciple has lost one arm, her cultivation level has dropped, and it is difficult to improve again. I will naturally make her pay the price!" Sakazaki Gogoro said in a stern voice. Two of his disciples, Hyakuzo, died, and Jubei lost one arm.
, extremely angry.
When everyone heard that Gogoro Sakazaki was also a Danjin master, they were shocked beyond words.
No one expected that in a good three-city martial arts competition, two legendary Danjin powerhouses would appear in succession!
The Huajin masters who thought they were terrifyingly powerful were all knocked away by a simple blow. Aren't they, with their bright and dark energies, just like ants in front of the powerful Danjin masters?
