Obviously, Po Jun's words are only half right. This person has no old injuries, and his breath mobilization and recovery must be rapid. However, due to this small time difference, as Bai Che said, he is no different from ordinary people, and the competition is the most primitive way.
fist!
Or rather boxing.
After saying that, his shoulders sank, his waist and horse were united, his body skills were still there, Bai Che rushed over like a catapult, and took the lead in punching. Although his breath did not penetrate, the power of the punch was still beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even a small car in front of him could do it.
Bang flat.
Po Jun's heart sank and he didn't dare to neglect. He didn't even have a chance to curse and was forced to block.
If there were other members of the Zhou family of the ancient clan present, they would definitely be dumbfounded at the moment.
Who would have thought that the madman Po Jun, who claims to be a swordsman and has always been unruly, is such a talented person that even the big guys in the ancient Zhou family have to give way to the rightful master, and now he will fall into a kind of "marketplace".
in the midst of a battle.
But facts are facts.
Bai Che's fists were so fierce that they were as airtight as raindrops. He also took into account defense, jabs, uppercuts, and hundreds of boxings, following the wind like a shadow, which was suffocating.
Even those who are as strong as Pojun are suffering unspeakably now.
Just like a man who breaks a sword, he is a cultivator of combining swords into one. Without the magical power of sword control, he really won't have much advantage in fist and foot fighting alone.
Bang bang bang!
Hoo ho ho!
Just when the enemy was guarding and retreating, Bai Che bent over and punched the opponent's left abdomen with his left fist. This was just a fake move.
Po Jun was tired of defending, and quickly turned his body to the side, trying to quickly swing to the left to avoid the punch. His eyes were blurred, but he saw Bai Che's figure suddenly leaping up, a roundhouse kick with a snap, and a solid sweep.
On Po Jun's face.
Before Po Jun could look furious and wanted to fight back, Bai Che rushed forward and used his body weight to press forward.
At this time, Po Jun wanted to forcefully activate the sea of qi without caring about the consequences, but what made his hair stand on end was that a strong sense of locking came over him, like an animal cage trapped by iron fences, and the signs of high-speed movement of the sea of qi were suppressed.
.
What?
Longshan’s eyes widened in shock!
Po Jun was stunned.
The meaning of thousands of mountains spreads out faintly, like spiritual thoughts sweeping a hundred meters in radius. Even Xuan Xuzi's side felt a kind of pressure from the surrounding mountains, but the distance was too far, so the feeling was not very strong.
The Thousand Mountains Realm itself does not rely too much on the movement of the sea of qi, but the strong people who step into this realm often achieve a certain rhythm with the heaven and earth. Even a trace of vitality in the surrounding void can be consciously controlled.
The earth absorbs and devours.
Bai Che took advantage of this time difference to lock down Po Jun before he could recover.
"You, the ancient race, are originally from human martial arts. Who gave you the reputation of being so high-minded and modest? You are only at the peak of Tongxuan. Do you really think you can trample human martial arts under your feet?!"
Snap!
Bai Che's face was stern, his eyes full of anger.
Riding on the immobile Po Jun, ignoring the confusion and fear on the man's face, he slapped and fisted him one after another.
Po Jun, who was beaten straight away, howled and screamed...
Horrible!
Who would have thought that the swordsman madman Po Jun, a middle-class figure among the new generation of geniuses of the ancient Zhou family, would be ridden by a human warrior and beaten wildly!
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Suddenly like a dream!
Nightmare!
Not to mention Zhou Nan and others were stunned, even Longshan was scratching his head and grimacing.
It would have been okay if he had taken action just now, but now Po Jun was obviously going to lose the battle. If he made a surprise attack at this time, as he said, this matter could be concealed for a while, but it would not be able to silence the world for a lifetime.
Longshan cannot afford to place this kind of responsibility on the huge Zhou family of the ancient clan.