Zhang Ruochen struggled to stand up and stared at Qin Lang, his eyes full of shame and resentment!
What a joke! He was beaten so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards once again by Qin Lang, a warrior who was worthy of the eighth level of psychic cultivation!
And you must know that since Zhang Ruochen’s last Conferred God List, he has not been beaten into such a miserable state by any younger generation of warriors!
One can imagine how furious Zhang Ruochen was in his heart!
"Zhang Ruochen! Is this all your strength? You only want to defeat me with speed? In that case, I will be very disappointed! Because, in this way, there is absolutely no possibility for you to defeat me.
of!"
Qin Lang stood calmly on the spot, then looked at Zhang Ruochen casually and said.
"You, what did you say?! You, a warrior with an eighth level of psychic cultivation, how dare you look down on me?!"
Zhang Ruochen stared at Qin Lang. He clearly felt a bit of contempt from Qin Lang's words. Suddenly, he felt that the anger in his heart was surging out like a volcano erupting!
"I'm just telling the truth! There is nothing to look down on or look down upon! If you have no more tricks, then give in quickly! Otherwise, you will be beaten out of the competition arena by me later, which will be even more embarrassing!
"
Qin Lang said calmly.
He didn't care much about Zhang Ruochen's anger! After all! In a competition, anger is of no use. Only absolute strength can allow him to control everything!
"Okay! Very good! In that case! Look at this move of mine! The second style of Crazy Fist!"
Zhang Ruochen forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and did not hesitate any longer. At that moment, as the words came out of his mouth, what he wanted immediately was to clenched his palms into fists, and then, with a terrifying and cold fist wind, he
It attacked Qin Lang like it was destroying the sky!
Wow!
At this moment, as the wind from Zhang Ruochen's fist blasted out, the air began to vibrate violently!
Before the wind of the fist arrived, Qin Lang's clothes made a squeaking sound, and he felt a sharp stinging sensation on his face!
Obviously, Zhang Ruochen's punch attack is really extremely powerful and terrifying!
When Qin Lang saw this, he was not at all negligent. At that moment, he integrated the secret of the Eightfold Sword into the Star Sword. Then, he stepped forward, jumped into the air, and drew two sword lights in the air, and crossed them!
Phew!
The tyrannical sword energy swept away instantly!
A storm of sword energy formed on the entire competition stage, violently colliding with Zhang Ruochen's fist energy!
And the next second!
Bang bang bang...
The sound of bursts of energy explosions continues to accompany it!
Immediately afterwards, Qin Lang and Zhang Ruochen seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful energy bombardment. Suddenly, Qin Lang and Zhang Ruochen were blown away! They were thrown into the air outside the competition stage, almost by a hair.
Gonna fall to the ground!
"not good!"
Qin Lang saw that his body was about to fall to the ground, and he immediately concentrated all his spiritual power on his palms, and then sent out a cold palm wind force that hit the ground.
Bang!
With the muffled sound coming out, Qin Lang immediately relied on the reaction force to fly back to the top of the competition stage!
"Phew! It's so dangerous!"
Qin Lang stood firm on the competition stage and immediately exhaled a deep breath and muttered to himself.
At this time, Zhang Ruochen's situation was similar to Qin Lang's. When he was about to fall to the ground, he immediately used a punch to hit the ground, and then used the reaction force to send his figure flying to the competition stage.
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"Hoo! Hoo..."
After these rounds of all-out fighting with Qin Lang, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but take a deep breath!
And this time.
In the auditorium, there were warriors watching one by one. They looked at the scene in front of them. Until now, Zhang Ruochen had never taken advantage of Qin Lang!
Suddenly, these warriors couldn't help but open their mouths, their eyes widened, and their expressions were extremely shocked and unbelievable!
Originally, they thought that Zhang Ruochen, relying on his ninth-level psychic cultivation, would be able to greatly hurt Qin Lang when he faced off against Qin Lang. After all, Qin Lang's cultivation level was only at the eighth-level psychic level.
Just a step!
However, now it seems that the situation is completely different!
Even in a confrontation, Qin Lang will not be inferior to Zhang Ruochen!
As an eighth-level psychic warrior, Qin Lang's attack power is as terrifying as a monster!
"Damn it! I don't think a normal warrior at the peak level of the ninth level of psychic would be as powerful as Qin Lang!"
An audience warrior looked at Qin Lang closely at this moment and couldn't help but say something.
"Fuck! This is not nonsense! If a normal ninth-level psychic warrior is as powerful as Qin Lang, that's okay! I think Qin Lang's combat power is even if he can fight against ten peak ninth-level psychic warriors at the same time.
It is possible for warriors to win!"
Another spectator, a martial artist, couldn't help but say something at this time.
There were waves of discussion. At this time, the views of most of the warriors in the audience had changed again from before. In their opinion, Qin Lang's ability shown now is slightly better than Zhang Ruochen! If what happens next?
During the battle, Zhang Ruochen cannot unleash more powerful moves, so the winner of this battle will be Qin Lang!
"What a bastard! What a bastard! I actually feel unprecedented threats and pressure from this kid!"
On the competition stage, Zhang Ruochen breathed heavily and came to his senses. He immediately stared at Qin Lang angrily and said.
His fists were clenched tightly, and his slightly sharp nails were pierced into his palms, causing blood to flow out, but Zhang Ruochen was completely unaware of it.
For him, it was completely unexpected for him to be in this situation with a new martial artist who was at the eighth level of psychic cultivation!
According to what he originally thought, even though Qin Lang, as a swordsman, possesses the secret of the Eightfold Sword! However, under normal circumstances, he should be defeated by him within three moves!
However, what he didn't expect was that he had not defeated Qin Lang for several rounds now. He had almost lost several times and fell off the competition stage!
Such a huge contrast and shame! It was really unacceptable to him!
"Zhang Ruochen! Your state of mind has begun to break down! It seems that the bottom line of your strength is almost reached."
Qin Lang stood there, staring at Zhang Ruochen's situation, and immediately couldn't help but speak.
"You, what did you say?! How dare you say that my mood is broken? Do you mean that I am already afraid of you? Damn boy! Stop being so proud! Don't look at your own situation,
How much better than me!"
Zhang Ruochen listened to Qin Lang's words and immediately stared at Qin Lang angrily and said.
"My situation is definitely better than yours. Now, your strength has been damaged and your mood has been cracked. But I just suffered some minor skin injuries!"
Qin Lang looked at Zhang Ruochen casually and said calmly.
Indeed, although the confrontation with Zhang Ruochen just now caused Qin Lang to be attacked by a powerful residual force, Qin Lang possesses the ultimate golden light body!
With his defensive strength, those remaining attacks would simply make him unable to withstand internal injuries!
On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was not relaxed at all. It was obvious that his body was already slightly weak and exhausted!
"Just some superficial injuries? Humph! Stop bragging! You are just an eighth-level psychic warrior?! I don't believe you have such a strong defensive power!"
As soon as Qin Lang finished speaking, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but snorted coldly and spoke to Qin Lang.
After finishing speaking, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to say anything more. Immediately, he poured spiritual power into his arms. At the same time, he stepped forward and rushed towards Qin Lang! He wanted to launch a move towards Qin Lang again.
bombardment!
"How stupid! It's obvious that my body can't support it anymore! You dare to attack me head-on! It seems, Zhang Ruochen! You are really at your wits end!" Qin Lang looked at Zhang Ruochen.
This move, he raised the corner of his mouth and said. (To be continued)