Xiao Wanjun is dressed in white. His sleeves are fluttering. He has a calm demeanor. He is as calm as a mountain. He has the feeling that he is unmoving and has an aura as strong as a mountain.
Opposite him, Wei Rushan was wearing a black outfit. The look in his eyes was extremely cold. His aura was extremely heavy. He was crushing towards Xiao Wanjun.
Wei Rushan's own hostility is very strong. He has no intention of hiding it. Originally, in this battle, he wanted to decide the outcome, or even life and death, with Xiao Wanjun, not just a simple competition. Therefore, of course he did not need to hide his hostility. Hostility and fighting spirit.
"I have heard before that the master of the Xiao family is excellent in martial arts and has a great reputation in Jianghai City. Today I can finally compete with the master of the Xiao family." Wei Rushan said.
"Master Wei, you are too polite. I hope Master Wei will give you some advice." Xiao Wanjun said in a calm tone.
"Then let's have a battle."
Wei Rushan opened his mouth and shouted loudly. His momentum soared into the sky. An eighth level of energy burst out from his body. Such a powerful and profound energy has formed a field of energy. There is a faint hunting gang wind surging around his body. It is like rolling dark clouds. What will be ushered in will be a violent storm-like offensive.
Xiao Wanjun's face darkened. He waved his clothes with his left hand and stretched his right hand forward, as if in a gesture of invitation.
This is a starting position of Xiao Family Martial Arts before a battle.
Whoosh.
Wei Rushan moved. He had already struck first. His speed was too fast, and his momentum was extremely powerful. As he moved, a violent astral wind swept up and enveloped Xiao Wanjun crazily. And go.
boom.
Wei Rushan punched out and charged towards Xiao Wanjun.
This punch had earth-shattering power. When it came out, it seemed as if it was carrying the power of hundreds of mountains crushing it. It came with a bang.
The sharpness of Wei Rushan's punch was too strong. Up to eight levels of energy burst out. The strong and powerful energy bloomed in his fist. It looked extremely dazzling. The dazzling light of the fist. Like a scorching sun blooming with dazzling scorching brilliance.
"Zhaoyang Qianshan Fist."
"That's right. This is the martial arts inherited by the Wei family. Zhaoyang Qianshan Fist. A punch comes out. It shines like the scorching sun. It is crushed with the power of a thousand mountains. It is indeed unparalleled and shocking. "
"I don't know what kind of boxing skills Xiao Wanjun will use to deal with it."
There were people talking privately around the arena. Some of them recognized the boxing technique Wei Rushan performed. It was the inherited martial art that the Wei family was famous for. It was extremely powerful.
"A storm arose."
Xiao Wanjun shouted coldly. He used the Xiao family's Bahuang Pojun Fist.
The first punch of Bahuang Pojun Fist came out to attack and kill. Immediately, there was a feeling of turbulence. The sky and earth changed color, and strong winds blew up, adding a little more power to this punch.
boom.
Xiao Wanjun used his seventh-level energy to activate the Bahuang Pojun Fist and met Wei Rushan's punch.
boom.
The fists of the two people exchanged in the void. The strength of each other's energy collided with each other, and a loud and vibrating sound erupted.
Wei Rushan's own Qi Jin was too strong. He was one level higher than Xiao Wanjun. Therefore, under the crushing force of Wei Rushan's extremely heavy Qi Jin, Xiao Wanjun's own Qi Jin was defeated. It was he who took Wei Rushan's punch. But his figure also shook slightly.
On the other hand, Wei Rushan still lives up to his name, standing as tall as a mountain and motionless.
"Roar."
Wei Rushan roared loudly. He pursued the victory and unleashed the "Zhaoyang Qianshan Fist" with unparalleled violence. Driven by his own energy up to the eighth level, the attacking and killing punches It was so shocking. There were powerful winds sweeping from all directions, like violent winds and heavy rain. They completely enveloped Xiao Wanjun.
Xiao Wanjun's body moved like a dragon waving its tail. His footwork was light and vigorous. He avoided the sharp edge of Wei Rushan's punch. His left and right hands swept away layers of afterimages. His arms were as dexterous as snakes. From then on, Wei Rushan's violent fists reached out and he struck one after another. He used his skill to neutralize Wei Rushan's powerful fists.
This is the Thousand Shadows Grappling Hand of the Xiao family. It is extremely clever. Not only does it have the skill to move a thousand pounds, but it can also turn defense into offense, waiting for an opportunity to capture the opponent to the ground.
However, Wei Rushan seemed to be very familiar with the Xiao family's Thousand Shadows Grappler. His fists avoided Xiao Wanjun's grasp. He still attacked with unrivaled strength. In the blink of an eye, one punch was already Attacked in front of Xiao Wanjun.
Xiao Wanjun's eyes darkened. He didn't panic. In an instant, he punched out with his right hand and met Wei Rushan's punch.
boom.
The two fists clashed again. Xiao Wanjun's figure swayed slightly. Under the crushing power of Wei Rushan's powerful and terrifying energy, he couldn't help but take a step back.
Taking a step back, Xiao Wanjun stood firm. He stretched his right hand forward and made another starting gesture. He looked calm and relaxed.
There was a hint of sneer at the corner of Wei Rushan's mouth. He saw that Xiao Wanjun's own Qi Jin was insufficient. He could not compete with his own Qi Jin, which was as high as the eighth level. He had not yet used all his strength. He was able to force Xiao Wanjun to retreat. This made him even more convinced that as long as he exerted all his strength, he would definitely be able to defeat Xiao Wanjun.
Under the arena, Ling Yungang and Xia Qingfeng were sitting together.
At first Ling Yungang was still a little worried. But now when he saw Wei Rushan using his higher level of energy to force Xiao Wanjun back, the worried look on his brows made him smile. There was already a bit of coldness in his eyes. The light is flashing.
The power of Qi Jin is only one level different. That is a huge difference.
Therefore, Ling Yungang was sure in his heart that Wei Rushan would be able to defeat Xiao Wanjun. In fact, he couldn't wait to watch the scene when Xiao Wanjun fell to the ground in defeat.
"Mr. Xia, these two are fighting. I wonder who you are more optimistic about." Ling Yungang asked.
Xia Qingfeng's old eyes flashed with a little sparkle. He said slowly: "Wei Rushan's own Qi strength is even better. It seems that Xiao Wanjun is temporarily at a disadvantage. However, neither Wei Rushan nor Xiao Wanjun have used it yet. Therefore, it is difficult to make a judgment at the moment. Furthermore, the disciples of the Xiao family have always been good at creating miracles. Therefore, this battle will not come to the final moment. I am afraid it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose."
Ling Yungang frowned when he heard this. To him, this was just Xia Qingfeng's smooth words.
Wei Rushan's own energy is stronger than Xiao Wanjun's, and Wei Rushan's own martial arts moves are also very strong. More importantly, Wei Rushan now has a somewhat thorough understanding of the Xiao family's martial arts. Therefore, how can Wei Rushan lose this battle?
In his heart, Ling Yungang believed that Wei Rushan could win. However, he did not argue with Xia Qingfeng. After all, Xia Qingfeng's status lay there.
"Keep fighting."
Wei Rushan shouted loudly. He moved and rushed towards Xiao Wanjun like lightning.
boom.
Wei Rushan attacked with the most powerful killing move in the ‘Zhaoyang Qianshan Fist’... Qianzhongshan.
As soon as Qianzhong Mountain came out, it was like thousands of mountains superimposed. The force of layers of energy swept up like an overwhelming mountain. Just this majestic power was enough to frighten people. This punch was too terrifying. It was like carrying a The power of a thousand mountains crushes the opponent with unparalleled momentum, leaving people breathless.
Faced with Wei Rushan's "Qianzhongshan" attack, Xiao Wanjun's face was so calm. He moved his right leg forward a little, clenched his right fist, and then moved along a mysterious trajectory in the void. He watched. It is unremarkable, but it contains an indescribable Taoist charm. The sound of thunderstorms seems to be resounding in the void.
Xiao Yunlong took a closer look under the ring. He recognized it immediately. What Xiao Wanjun was about to use was the third form of the Bahuang Pojun Fist... Sanhuang Bafang Lei.