Without saying a word, Jiang Su got up from the ground. He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush forward, but was held down by Zhao Hong from behind.
"I'll come." Zhao Hong said seriously.
In fact, he had just seen the strength of Chen Jian's moves, and he himself was not sure. The opponent was definitely talented, and his endurance was extremely exaggerated. He could use his full strength in every punch without getting tired.
But now, Wei He is not here, and the master's face is getting uglier and he says nothing.
There are so many comrades around.
After being forced by Tiesha Fist like this, will he still have the reputation outside after returning to Shanquan?
Zhao Hong stood up calmly.
He asked Zhang Lu to help Jiang Su to the back and walked forward step by step.
At this time, the surrounding martial arts disciples were already frowning and whispering. The performance of Huishan Fist was indeed a bit too weak. At this level, it does not seem like a posture that can cultivate three times of qi and blood.
Zhao Hong stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward and stood still, slowly assuming the stance of Huishan Fist.
His aura is calm, completely different from the previous Jiang Su Zhang Lu, and one can tell at a glance that he is stronger.
"This is pretty decent." Chen Jian nodded, with a hint of fighting spirit slowly emerging from his eyes.
Just a moment later, there was a sound of fighting and fighting.
Zhao Hong took a few steps back in embarrassment. His chest, which was covered by his clothes, was red, swollen and stuffy. It was obvious that Chen Jian had punched him in the chest.
He couldn't hold on for long. This idiot from the Iron Fist came out of nowhere and was extremely powerful.
Ordinary people would get tired after punching with all their strength only a dozen times at most, but Chen Jian had no intention of running out of energy. He punched one after another continuously, and his endurance was terrifying.
Coupled with his rich practical experience and fierce fighting style...
Zhao Hong's face turned red. He only supported dozens of moves at first, but in the end, he still couldn't support it and was defeated.
It's just that he is unhappy, and Chen Jian is even more unhappy!
He spat hard, with a look of disappointment and anger on his face.
"Fuck! It's a waste of my time!"
"What the hell are you talking about!?" Some of the Huishanquan disciples around him couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with their faces turning red.
"What I say is none of your business!" Chen Jian shot back with an angry look on his face.
"Were you swearing just now!? Apologize!!" the disciple said angrily.
"Haha, I scolded you? Did I say I was scolding you? I won't apologize, what's the matter?" Chen Jian laughed angrily. "If you have the ability, come up. Let's fight one on one. Whoever wins will be the opponent.
His father! Do you dare?"
"Come here!!" The disciple immediately wanted to rush forward, but was quickly held back by the people around him.
"Haha, rubbish is rubbish. Of course, I'm not talking about Mr. Zheng. I don't dare to ridicule the strong and powerful. I'm just saying that I'm not worthy of Mr. Zheng. What kind of things do the powerful masters have under their hands?" Chen Jian
Deliberately sarcastic.
"Shut up!"
"I won't shut up. Come on, beat me to death. I'm here today just to let you beat me to death!" Chen Jian patted his chest and sneered.
Zheng Fugui, who was sitting in the main seat, his face turned dark red with anger. He clung to the armrest of the seat, his fingers deeply embedded in it, and remained motionless.
I have long heard that Tiesha Fist has accepted a Tiehanhan genius. Many martial arts academies are very angry, but there is nothing they can do about him.
Unexpectedly, I actually saw it today.
This Chen Jian has a strong background, extraordinary talents, and a penchant for martial arts. If he hadn't been so talkative, he might have accumulated quite a lot of connections by now.
Just looking at this guy's performance now, it's no wonder that many martial arts academies have a very bad impression of him.
There was a lot of noise all around, extremely noisy.
Zhou Jihan and the other three were also speechless. Chen Jianji had some strength. He had fought against Zhou Jihan before, challenged him, and was defeated face to face. He never did it again.
In Zhou Jihan's mind at the time, this was just one of many challengers, no big deal.
Unexpectedly, it seems now that this guy is a complete fool.
"Although Chen Jian has some strength, he is not helpless, right? Isn't there a more powerful inner court disciple of Shan Quan this time?" Hu Zheng'an asked doubtfully.
"In the martial arts academy, Huishanquan ranks in the middle, or even slightly below. What do you think?" He Hong said coldly.
"It's just a farce, a mess." Zhou Jihan already felt that there was no need to watch any more.
Now the whole place is in chaos, and it has basically become a scolding battle between the disciples of Huishan Boxing Academy and Chen Jian.
The two senior brothers who came with Chen Jian tried to dissuade the senior brother several times, but he slapped them back one by one.
It seems that this guy is also a fierce personality in his own martial arts academy.
"If Senior Brother Wei hadn't been here, it wouldn't have been your turn!!" Ouyang Zhuang from the outer courtyard couldn't help shouting angrily.
"That's right! If Senior Brother Wei is here, I can kill you with just one slap!"
"You just want to show off your power when Senior Brother Wei is away!"
"Why do you have so much shame?!" Chen Jian was also angry, "I came here just to fight with that useless fellow of yours, Senior Brother Wei, but I can't find anyone now. It was you who said you wanted to fight to warm things up.
What? Now you start bragging about someone who dares not come out if you can’t beat me? If I have the ability, I will stand here, one against two, and give you a chance. If you beat me, I will kneel down and apologize to you and admit my mistake. If you can’t beat me, I won’t.
I don’t want you to kneel down, as long as you admit your mistake! All of you, admit your mistake to me! This is what I, Chen Jian, want to say!"
boom.
Zheng Fugui finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke the armrest of the seat with his palm before getting up.
Even if he is known as a big bully, he still has to teach this little guy a lesson and let him know what etiquette is!
"Brother Zheng, why should you be angry? This is just a fight between juniors. In which round will you and I get to enter?"
Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the yard, standing not far from Zheng Fugui.
It was an old man with a long beard dressed similarly to Iron Sha Fist Chen Jian.
The old man's beard was all braided and wrapped around his neck. The muscles on his body were extremely developed, especially the upper body, which was like armor, hard and metallic.
"Yes, since it is a fight between us juniors, we should resolve it ourselves."
Suddenly, another figure suddenly appeared behind Chen Jian.
He was a head taller than Chen Jian, with a burly figure, and his muscles were clearly exposed like tree roots. It was Wei He.
Wei He stepped forward and stepped onto the ground of the inner courtyard.
call...
A circle of breeze accompanied him, flowing out from behind him and blowing away, and an invisible pressure of blood spread from his body to the entire surrounding area.
"I'm Wei He." He looked calm and looked around. "I'm a little late, sorry."
An invisible sense of oppression caused the inner courtyard, which was noisy just now, to fall silent.
The Huishanquan disciples who just wanted to continue to curse, now swallowed their saliva involuntarily and stopped making any sound.
The other inner courtyard disciples of the martial arts academy around them also felt something different. They felt a completely different sense of oppression than those of the inner courtyard disciples of Huishan Quan just now.
Unlike the entering martial arts masters who are too far away, the third level of Qi and Blood is extremely close to them, so their experience and feelings at this level are deeper and more relevant.
Precisely because of their understanding of the total strength of Qi and blood, when Wei He entered the inner courtyard, everyone unconsciously fell silent.
At this time, Wei He's dull eyes slowly lowered and fell on Chen Jian in front of him.
"What were you talking about just now?"
Chen Jian's state was completely wrong at this time. His eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, he could completely feel the oppressive force in front of him.
He had no fear, his face was complete, not even the slightest bit fearful.
Some are just fanatical.
"This feeling...that's it...Hahaha! I'm so, so excited! So excited, so excited..."
"It's about to explode!!! Hahahahaha!!"
In an instant, he roared wildly, and all his energy and blood surged, exploding with all his strength.
He stepped hard on the ground with his toes, and the terrifying power surged through his blood vessels, muscles, and bones like an explosion. Wave after wave was transmitted to his right fist like waves.
"Take my move! Yin evil dragon!!"
All his strength, all his strength, all his enthusiasm were gathered into this punch.
Chen Jian felt that his blood was sublimating, and it suddenly sublimated in this punch.
Under the huge and extremely malicious pressure, he seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative change.
In the basic diagram derived from Tie Sha Fist, the weird colorful patterns seem to have a special meaning at this moment.
He punched out and suddenly had an inexplicable realization in his heart.
It's this punch...
He... seemed to have finally caught it! He had caught the last light of breakthrough!!
Hahahahaha!!
He is finally, finally going to...
puff!
Suddenly, Chen Jian felt a sharp pain coming from his body.
His somewhat frantic attention was quickly pulled back and focused on himself again.
"This...this is!!?"
He opened his eyes wide and stared blankly in front of him.
His fist was only halfway out, and he was still halfway away from the opponent.
But there were bursts of pain in his chest.
Wei He's right index finger was gently touching his chest.
"you....!!?"
Bang!!!
A huge explosive force exploded from Chen Jian's chest in an instant, taking him flying back far away.
With a pop, Chen Jian fell heavily onto the hard wall, and there was a heavy cracking sound from the wall behind him.
He felt as if his body had been hit head-on by a violent rhinoceros. The energy and blood in his body were sublimating and transforming at high speed. At this moment, it suddenly dispersed and was forcibly dispersed. It no longer had the same momentum as before.
The opportunity for a breakthrough he just got... was shattered again just like that!!?
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I tried a little harder."
Wei Hedao.
He retracted his hand and walked straight towards Master Zheng.
Zheng Fugui was overjoyed and angry, and he rode a roller coaster back and forth. The anger just now disappeared in an instant as Chen Jian was defeated.
He took a step forward, a look of relief on his face, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, his heart felt heavy, his head felt slightly dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Zhao Hong on the side noticed him in time and quickly helped him.
On Chen Jian's side, the sublimated state of Qi and blood finally appeared, and he was about to break through the level, but Wei He watched helplessly with a finger, and dispersed the Qi and blood, returning to his original form.
The sadness, anger and pain in Chen Jian's heart were simply unspeakable, but the energy and blood surged from his body. Although he was not seriously injured, he was temporarily breathless and unable to speak.