Ling Han's physique was extremely strong, and he had built a rock body. His body was like a rock, and it was difficult to be hurt by sharp weapons. But the power of Yang Chong's attack mainly came from the shock, which seemed to shatter everything in his body.
For example, if a sword is struck on a rock, it may only explode a string of sparks. The rock will not be damaged, but the sword blade will be curled. But what if you use a hammer to hit it? It will most likely smash the rock into a pile of pieces.
stone.
This was the case now. Ling Han's hands immediately had wounds appearing one after another, and visible to the naked eye, his entire right arm also turned red, as blood seeped through his clothes and overflowed.
Ling Han bared his teeth. He was a little complacent. He thought he could look down on people of the same level by cultivating a rock body. This blow really taught him a great lesson.
He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the tip of the gun directly.
"Bold!" Yang Chong snorted. His nickname is Little Overlord Gun. Who can catch his gun?
He pushed the gun vigorously, and puff puff puff, six spear qi emerged, turning into six silver spear heads, stabbing Ling Han's shoulders, throat, chest, and face.
Ling Han smiled faintly, would he suffer a second loss?
The fist energy burst out, and six silver fists also appeared, blasting towards the gun energy.
Bang bang bang bang, a muffled sound came out, the gun head and the silver fist collided with each other, but it can be clearly seen that the gun head was completely destroyed, but the silver fist still had some remaining power and continued to blast out for a distance
Finally, he was strangled by the strong wind brought by the spear.
hiss!
Everyone was shocked, what is qi? The combination of strength and martial arts will. If there is strength alone, but there is no corresponding martial arts understanding, the qi will not be strong. If there is only martial arts understanding, but the strength cannot keep up, the qi will not be strong either.
Therefore, the collision between Qi and Qi is the most primitive impact between warriors. It cannot be faked, it is a collision of hard power.
But Ling Han's fist energy suppressed Yang Chong's gun energy. What does this mean?
Awesome!
"What's even more amazing is that Yang Chong's gun energy was inspired by a gun, and that gun was a spiritual weapon, right? But Han Lin's punch was completely inspired by physical fists, but this can suppress the spiritual weapon
The added gun energy shows that Han Lin’s martial arts will is far superior to that of Yang Chong!”
Someone has seen something deeper. There is no doubt that these are the leaders of the younger generation of Dongyue Sect. It is impossible that they don't have such vision.
"What a freak!"
"He's only nineteen years old. When he reaches twenty-nine, how high can he reach?"
"I'm afraid he will be recruited by the big forces in Zhongzhou like Zhu Xuan'er, right?"
"Bah, I didn't improve myself through elixirs."
Everyone was a little amazed, but some people were disdainful. They thought that everything that happened to Ling Han was because of the elixir. If he could also cultivate endless elixirs, he would definitely be stronger than Ling Han.
Of course such people are jealous.
Ling Han grabbed the tip of the gun, and the rock body and Yuanli protected it in his hand. The veins opened and the light was bright.
Yang Chong pulled out the gun, only to find that the spear seemed to have taken root in Ling Han's hand and could not move at all. He had evil spirits in his eyes and did not pull out anymore. He simply poured all his strength into the gun and pressed it towards Ling Han.
past.
He couldn't believe that Ling Han could hold onto the gun body with his fleshy palm and remain calm under such an impact.
You know, his gun is a fourth-level spiritual weapon!
Ling Han snorted and shook his right arm, and the spear was pushed aside by him. But Yang Chong was thrusting with all his strength, and he suddenly lost the power to resist. He suddenly rushed forward, completely out of control.
Already.
Ling Han, on the other hand, raised his right fist, standing straight upright. But it was just right, ambush in the path of Yang Chong.
Yang Chong's expression suddenly changed. If he collided with him, he would have bumped his face into Ling Han's fist. But he had just exploded with all his strength and used all his strength. How could he hold back the momentum?
Teng Teng Teng, he quickly bumped into Ling Han's fist.
In the eyes of everyone, this scene was extremely strange - Ling Han raised his fist very early, and Yang Chong took the initiative to bump his face into it as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, and he still used all his strength.
Seeing that the fist was about to come into close contact with the cheek, everyone closed their eyes - they couldn't bear to see it, this was obviously a tragedy.
Yang Chong's face was twisted, he didn't want to, but he really couldn't stop it!
Bang!
His face hit Ling Han's fist hard, and under the impact of the powerful force, it immediately spun to one side at high speed, almost breaking his neck.
Fortunately, with this external force, he was able to control his body shape, and he quickly stepped on his foot to stop his momentum.
But how can a face compare with a fist? What's more, Ling Han's fist was tempered by the Immortal Scripture and was as hard as a rock. The result of this head-on collision was that half of his cheeks were bulging high, like a pig's head.
But half of it looks like a pig's head, and the other side is completely normal. This strong contrast makes people laugh, and many people burst out laughing.
Ling Han also smiled and said: "Junior Brother Yang is so powerful, he actually used his face to attack my fists. I admire him, I admire him! Is Junior Brother Yang planning to abandon his gun and practice the Iron Face Magic?"
Being teased like this by him, Yang Chong was naturally furious, but the blow just now was caused by him hitting Ling Han's fist with his face. He was standing there motionless, and he took the initiative to greet her.
Damn it, this damn bastard!
Yang Chong regained his strength, waved his silver spear, and said: "The winner has not been decided yet, so don't get too happy too soon."
"Well, you can still speak so confidently with a pig's head. Junior Brother Yang's Iron Face Magic seems to have been somewhat accomplished." Ling Han continued to tease.
"Damn it!" Yang Chong couldn't stand it anymore, he swung his spear horizontally, repeated his old trick, and danced towards Ling Han.
Ling Han had suffered a loss once, so how could he try to fight hard again? Unless he cultivated an iron-skinned body, his body was like an iron block, so he shouldn't be afraid of such a hard fight. He laughed loudly and said: "Within three moves
, asking you to kneel down and sing Conquer!"
"Fart!" Yang Chong also learned from the experience and would not give Ling Han another chance to grab the gun body with his hand. He danced the spear in a round and round motion without splashing water.
Ling Han, however, drove straight in. Under the eyes of true vision, would there be any flaw in the moves of the seventh-level Yongquan warrior? He used an incredible route to reach Yang Chong, punched out, and said: "The advantage of a gun lies in its distance.
The long-distance strike and the huge force generated by the sweep, but once you get close, the spear is of no use, it will only be a burden!"
Yang Chong gritted his teeth and freed up his left hand to face Ling Han's fist.
Bang!
He immediately staggered and retreated, but he was also smart and wanted to use this retreat to distance himself from Ling Han and organize a counterattack. But would such a little trick be useful in front of Ling Han?
Ling Han followed him like a shadow, bang bang bang, he punched twice in a row and knocked Yang Chong away.
Sure enough, only three tricks were used. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!