Yungang stepped hard, and his whole body instantly flew several meters away, heading straight towards Chen Haoran.
"Hand of Yin! Breath of Yang! Yin-Yang Gang Fist, Ding Bo Zhong!"
Yungang punched with all his strength, the wind of the fist roared, and everyone in the stands did not see the shadow of the fist clearly, and it had already flown towards Chen Haoran.
Chen Haoran thought it was a punch with increased strength, but found that a huge tiger appeared between his fists. The tiger was majestic and majestic, with a big mouth like a blood basin, and sharp knife-like teeth. It was more than five feet tall and had
The power to stand upright.
In an instant, Chen Haoran turned pale and his mind went blank. He forgot to resist or dodge.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
The Xiaoyao Peak disciples in the stands were stunned and slowly stood up.
Chen Haoran was punched in the abdomen by Yungang.
A severe pain came from the abdomen, stimulating Chen Haoran's nerves.
Chen Haoran fell from mid-air and fell to the ground holding his belly.
Chen Haoran felt as if his stomach was on fire inside and covered with ice on the outside. A pain from angina spread all over Chen Haoran's body.
Everyone else in the stands was stunned. No one thought that this Yin Yang Peak disciple, who had been suppressed by the Xiaoyao Peak disciples in the first half and looked very cowardly, could actually turn the situation around.
Even those fellow disciples of Yin Yang Peak who bullied Yungang didn't think of it.
Yin-Yang Peak Master Yun Jingting in the stands was also shocked, but he didn't show it. This is how Yin-Yang Peak disciples should be!
Yungang fell down and stood firmly on the battlefield, and in his deep eyes, the fire of desire to win grew stronger and stronger.
Yungang walked step by step towards Chen Haoran, who was lying on the ground with his belly in his arms, his steps causing traces of dust on the battlefield.
Chen Haoran, who fell to the ground with his belly in his arms, looked at the pair of feet that appeared in front of him and knew that it was Yungang who had come to give him the final blow.
Yungang looked at Chen Haoran who fell to the ground, his eyes already occupied by the desire to win, without any mercy.
Yungang rotated the fingers of his right hand to make a fist, and the spiritual power in his body was added to the fist to enhance its power.
A direct punch. Everyone in the stands took a breath.
The Xiaoyao Peak disciples couldn't bear to watch, so they covered their eyes with both hands, and their covered hands trembled slightly.
However, the disciples from Xiaoyao Peak didn't hear any sound and took their hands away to take a look.
Yungang's hammer fist movement stopped, and the spiritual power in his fist gradually dissipated.
Chen Haoran seized the opportunity, endured the severe pain, and rolled away from Yungang's fist.
Yun Jingting in the stands lost his composure, stood up and yelled loudly.
"What are you doing!"
Yun Jingting's voice reached Yungang's ears, and Yungang knelt down with his legs weak.
No one in the stands knew what happened to the Yin Yang Peak disciple, but Chen Haoran just felt that the power around Yungang was rapidly dissipating!
Yungang trembled uncontrollably, his eyes became hollow, his whole body felt weak, and he felt like the soul of his body was being pulled away.
I just wanted to punch him, but it was difficult to even lift my fist.
When Yungang was practicing boxing at Yin Yang Peak, he practiced a set of "Yin Yang Gang Fist" repeatedly, but his practice did not improve. The boxing skills were wide open and closed, fierce and fierce, and the power of a punch was extremely powerful.
The disadvantage is that it consumes too much power of yin and yang, especially for a weak person like Yungang. The sudden punch of the tiger just now has exhausted the power of yin and yang in the body. This is why Yungang feels that the soul of the body is being pulled away.
, the aura gradually dissipated.
When I was still doubting my life in Yungang, another strong wind blew.
"The wind is coming!" Ye Hongxue in the stands said as a reminder.
Chen Haoran's abdominal pain was slightly relieved, and the wind happened to come at this time.
Chen Haoran decisively jumped into the air and moved the Great Zhoutian with his hands again.
The strong wind swirled around him, sweeping up the dust into a funnel-like tornado.
Chen Haoran gathered spiritual power in his left hand and condensed Qi in his right hand. Two different elements appeared in his two hands.
"The wind passes over thousands of mountains, and the tornado rolls into the remaining clouds!"
The tornado rotated more and more violently, Chen Haoran increased his spiritual power, and the tornado struck directly in the direction of Yungang.
"Huhu~hu" The tornado that rolled in made Yungang raise his head unexpectedly.
Yungang's eyes widened, fear welling up in his eyes.
Chen Haoran moved his hands, and Yungang was swept up by the powerful suction force of the tornado.
"Ah~" The high-speed rotation made Yungang make a sound.
After a while, the savage wind gradually subsided, and the swirling dust gradually fell.
"Bang"
Yungang fell from the disappearing tornado and hit the battle platform heavily.
Chen Haoran quickly retracted his hands and adjusted his energy.
After all, this "tornado and remnant cloud" consumes a lot of true energy and has high requirements on the operation of spiritual energy.
Yungang sat slumped on the ground, with no light in his eyes.
Chen Haoran stepped forward and wanted to pull him up.
As a result, Yungang's eyes turned scarlet, seeming unwilling to do so, but also evading with some embarrassment.
"I, I lost."
Yungang broke the jar and laughed sinisterly, which made Chen Haoran in front of him feel terrified all over. Everyone in the stands shuddered when they heard Yungang's sinister smile.
Then Yungang stopped laughing evilly, feeling the strange eyes from the stands, Yungang lowered his head.
There was a whimpering sound in his throat. The sound was very small, as subtle as the sound of a fly. Apart from himself and Chen Haoran, I am afraid no third person could hear it.
He held back tears, not wanting to face the fact that he had lost the game. The pain in his chest and the strong sense of inferiority made him unable to breathe.
Chen Haoran squatted down and handed a piece of candy Ye Feng gave him before going on stage to Yungang.
A piece of crispy candy suddenly appeared in front of him, making Yungang slowly raise his head.
He likes to eat halva the most, but no one has ever given him halva.
Yungang met Chen Haoran's eyes.
"You are a very strong opponent. This time, I won by chance. Here, please eat candy!"
Chen Haoran changed his previous arrogance. Facing Yungang who had extremely low self-esteem, Chen Haoran said softly.
Looking at the candy in Chen Haoran's hand, Yungang hesitated.
Seeing his hesitation, Chen Haoran tore open the brown candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into Yungang's mouth.
The sweet feeling gradually gave Yungang's eyes the light that a young man should have.
Chen Haoran smiled kindly at Yungang, and then walked off the stage.
Yungang stood up bit by bit, walked off the platform, and returned to the stands at Yin Yang Peak.
Yun Jingting sat on the main seat, his eyes still stern.
Yungang stood aside without daring to speak. After all, he had lost the game.
A small black bottle with patterns was suspended in front of Yungang.
"This is?" Yungang guessed holding a small bottle.
"Yin Yang Pill." Yun Jingting showed concern for Yungang without changing his expression.
In fact, Yungang's performance this time surprised Yun Jingting. Although he lost the game, Yun Jingting knew that Yungang was really working hard.
"Thank you Peak Master!" Yungang was ecstatic. This was the first time the Peak Master rewarded him with something.
The other Yin Yang Peak disciples are all jealous. You must know that this Yin Yang Pill is very precious, but it is a pill refined by Yun Jingting himself.