Chapter 103 On genius, you are still far from there!
"Want to beat me to death? Okay!"
When Xuan Mie heard what Lu Qingping said, not only did he not get angry, but there was strong excitement in his eyes.
The blood energy in his body surged at this moment, and heat waves spurted out from his pores. Like a bloody Arhat, he stretched out his hand to Lu Qingping and made a "come on" gesture.
A cold look flashed in the young man's eyes. He stopped talking nonsense after taking the stage. As soon as he stepped on the stage, people rushed towards Xuan Mie like a bolt of lightning.
Phew!
The blood energy of his killing fist directly tore out a wave of air from the air in front of him.
With another flicker, the figure appeared in front of Xuan Mie.
Throw out a heavy punch.
Xuan Mie was slightly shocked by Lu Qingping's rapid speed, but then he laughed loudly, put force on his feet, the earth shook, and then opened the sky with his fists.
boom!
The shadows of both fists are extremely thick.
The punches came one after another.
Bang bang bang!
The air currents drifted and exploded in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought, and countless fists and shadows intersected.
Hoo ho ho.
The fists and feet colliding with each other in the ring could not help but rush in all directions.
There was a golden light in Xuan Mie's eyes and he shouted loudly.
"That's right. Is this your breakthrough result in the past three days? Even then you will be defeated by me!"
At the same time as he said this, he quickly extended a palm toward Lu Qingping, extremely fast.
The unique skill of King Kong Temple - shooting the wolf.
Make a gun with your hands!
Stab.
Lu Qingping quickly realized that this palm was like a sudden shot from a thunder gun. In just a blink of an eye, it would rush to his chest. If it was a powerful force, it would tear apart his bones and organs, and then he would be pierced through his chest with an upright palm.
moment of crisis,
The young man was calm and composed. He raised his arms and his sleeves were whistling in the wind. He quickly grabbed forward with his big five-fingered hands.
Tear!
The five-fingered hand tore off, causing the air current to surge and rush out. The terrifying will seemed to capture Tianlong.
One palm "binding the blue dragon"!
Palms and claws touching!
Blood splattered everywhere.
There was even more clicking sound.
However, Xuan Mie's hand bones made a crisp sound, causing his expression to change slightly and he quickly retreated.
"What kind of punch is this! Why have I never seen it before?"
His expression changed drastically.
The collision of extreme moves and the unique martial arts skills of Kongji Temple are actually inferior!
Two hundred years ago, Lu Qi had not made a name for my killing fist!
However, the young man shouted coldly and took advantage of his situation, "There are many things you haven't seen before. Just remember that this is the punch that will kill you!"
The offensive attacks of my killing fists come out from my hands in an endless stream, and they are unparalleledly sharp.
The two fought, and a loud "bang bang" sound was heard.
Xuan Mie was angry and frightened. He took over and violently attacked, but retreated continuously.
Lu Qingping shouted loudly when she got the upper hand, bullied her, and struck repeatedly.
The huge power that shook Kunlun was carried out by him, like an ancient god and demon, using endless will to kill Xuan Mie!
Xuan Mie's eyes were filled with excitement, he became even more arrogant, and he roared:
"Okay! Either you will beat me to death today, or I will beat you to death!"
The white-clothed monk rushed forward, making fist seals or probing out his dragon claws...
And Lu Qingping's Wu Dao killing fist is powerful and domineering, and her fist power spans ten directions.
On the ring, the two figures collided at high speed, sweeping up and down, making the earth wail beneath their feet.
During the battle, Xuan Mie was killed by Lu Qingping's divine fist more than once, causing blood to splash out.
What he did to Xie Xuan just now seemed to be retribution on him now.
The disciples of the three sects in the audience were all horrified to see this.
Especially after seeing the young man on stage, with just a few moves, he actually suppressed the arrogant Xuan Mie and suffered losses again and again.
"What? How could Senior Brother Xuanmie suffer a loss!"
"It's impossible, my senior brother Xuan Mie is invincible!"
Some monks yelled that they didn’t believe it!
All the disciples of the Vajra Temple stared at this scene with wide eyes and unbelief.
Some people even had blue veins on their faces, as if they were the ones who suffered.
On the other hand, the disciples of Xuantian Shenglong Dao were all boiling in their hearts, and they all shouted in excitement.
So relieved!
Just now Xuan Mie brutally tortured Senior Brother Xie Xuan, and now Junior Brother Lu finally takes it back from him.
They had never seen the day when Lu Qingping swept through the Longhu Taoist Academy. They had only heard that Junior Brother Lu was only in the visceral training stage at that time and had already defeated six or seven disciples of the Longhu Taoist Academy that day. One person fought three of them alone.
Martial arts foundations that were higher than him were defeated one after another.
Today, although he arrived a step late, his cultivation level was one level higher than three days ago, reaching the same level of blood exchange as Xuan Mie.
You Xuan Mie can sweep through martial arts foundation building.
My junior brother Lu can reach the visceral training stage, not to mention that today he has taken a further step!
In the audience, Su Xiuxiu's face was red with excitement, her fists were clenched, and she was about to shout, "Junior Brother Lu, come on, kill that bald donkey."
However, Xuan Mie was not completely defeated in the battle.
He was robbed of the offensive by Lu Qingping's sudden burst of strength. Now he calmed down and waited for an opportunity to counterattack.
Soon, Xuan Mie spotted an opportunity.
The white-clothed monk shouted loudly, his whole body shimmering with golden light, as if he were an Arhat in this world and came out to subjugate demons, "No one in the same realm is my opponent, and the same goes for you!"
He punched like a shadow and counterattacked!
Several hits landed on Lu Qingping one after another.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"...
But Lu Qingping's four major magical powers are running in her body and have a deep foundation.
Even though Xuan Mie practiced various inheritances in the Buddhist Holy Land, there was no fellow practitioner from the three sects like Lu Qingping who could train his body to become more tyrannical and terrifying.
Lu Qingping's fists were fierce and she punched out, "No one is your opponent? Where does your face come from?"
The young man's fist was so sharp that it stirred up all directions and roared out continuously.
Boom!
Heavy punches punched through the air, punching holes continuously.
Punch after punch!!
There was a loud "bang" and "bang" sound, as dense as rain, which seemed to fall on the hearts of everyone in the audience, making them breathe tensely.
In the ring, Xuan Mie's skin was beaten to pieces in several places, and his flesh was bright red.
The fists kept falling on Xuan Mie, leaving more than a dozen fist marks.
Xuan Mie couldn't help but let out a deep groan, backed away repeatedly, gritted his teeth and roared.
The young man's punch was heavier and more ruthless than his, making Xuan Mie cough up blood and feel shocked and angry.
But how could Xuan Mie be defeated for so long? He shouted loudly and his fighting spirit was overwhelming. At this point, they had already tested each other.
He used the martial arts magic moves in the "Prison Suppression Sutra", the first martial arts skill of the Kongang Temple, to be used one after another!
His aura rose horribly, and the blood all over his body surged like a surging wave.
"Buddha and demons suppress the prison and destroy all demons!"
Xuan Mie rushed forward and punched out. The fist was full of evil energy. The fist seemed to contain a Buddha, sitting in the terrifying hell, destroying all demons with boundless murderous intention.
This punch was full of murderous intent and contained shocking divine power. It caused a surge of heat in Xuan Mie's body, as if a great river of magma was rushing in.
Zi la la la...
The surrounding air was blasted into ripples, spreading in all directions.
Lu Qingping, however, ignored it and shouted coldly, her true martial strength and magical powers began to circulate, her blood and energy soared into the sky, as if a huge wave was hitting the sky.
The young man made a fist seal when he was hit by a hot wave of fist intention.
Suddenly the world became silent.
The most amazing move of my Dao Killing Fist - pinching the heaven and earth with a fist!
The veins on the young man's arms bulged like several small dragons, and when he squeezed his fist, it seemed as if the air flow from all directions was being squeezed.
Then, a steady punch seemed to come out very slowly, but it hit straight...
Huhuhuhu~
Immediately there was a violent wave of air!
Taking the place where Lu Qingping was standing as a point, boundless power emerged from his punch, rumbled in all directions, and penetrated like a destructive force.
The mighty fist intention of Xuan Mie's Prison Suppressing God Fist was destroyed by this huge force.
"What!"
Xuan Mie saw that his fist power was defeated by the young man's domineering power, and the remaining power was like a flood and natural disaster.
"I have built an invincible foundation, practiced martial arts and magical skills in the Buddhist Holy Land, and my talent foundation and resource base are stronger than yours. Will I lose to you?"
The white-clothed monk's expression changed, and he punched forward to meet the attack.
Lu Qingping shouted coldly: "Talent foundation and resource base? Are you worthy of being proud of these?"
In terms of genius, among the people I have met, you are still far behind Xuan Mie!
During the battle, as the young man spoke, the majestic air flow was carried by the remaining force of his killing fist and struck Xuan Mie's fists.
"Crack" Xuan Mie's arms made a terrible sound as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, and seemed to break. He roared in pain, his face changed horribly, and his feet were unsteady and he flew out.
All the monks in the audience clenched their teeth and looked at the young man with blazing eyes, in disbelief.