498: C498 Tidal Fist Xu Xiao Was Able to Handle It with Ease!

C498 Tidal Fist Xu Xiao Was Able to Handle It with Ease!

Don't hit me hard?

Listen, are you speaking in human language?

Although Ren Ting was not as good as Ouyang Xuan, he was still a true disciple that he had obtained through hard work and hard work.

Wouldn't it be a piece of cake for him to deal with that skinny disciple of the Ascending Sect?

In the modern martial cultivator society, everyone had a common understanding.

The stronger one was, the more fit and energetic one's body would be.

This was because eating and muscles were closely related to one's strength.

To put it bluntly, this Xu Xiao from the Ascending Sect was a piece of trash who could not even truss a chicken.

Take a look at which famous martial cultivator was as thin as a bamboo pole.

The nine elders sneered at the same time. Obviously, victory was within their grasp.

Although Ren Ting did not laugh out loud, the contempt in his eyes was obvious.

"Since Sect Master has said so, I won't go too far."

In the face of these people's reaction, Xu Xiao only responded indifferently.

"Hehe."

Ren Ting sneered and threw a punch at them.

In just a few breaths of time, he had already thrown out more than ten punches.

This was also a martial art that was obtained by generations of extraordinary martial arts geniuses in the Dongting Sect by visualizing the rising and falling tides of the Dongting Lake.

The name of this fist art was very simple, it was called Chao Fist.

However, the impressive might that it had displayed over the past ten years had made the entire martial cultivator circle in the Hanzhou know the reputation of Tidal Fist.

Ren Ting's punch was continuous and airtight. If one closed his eyes and felt it carefully, the sound of this punch was really like a huge tidal wave surging towards them.

"Okay! Senior Brother Ren Ting's Chao Fist has advanced again!" In the waiting area, core disciple Liu Nan clapped his hands excitedly.

Holding the Longsword, Ouyang Xuan, who had been showing a cold face with his beard pulled up, also nodded slightly when he saw the Tidal Fist.

Seeing him nod his head, the inner and outer circle disciples of Dongting Sect became even more excited.

"Senior disciple Ren Ting, do your best! Blow up this thin bamboo pole!"

"The Dongting Sect's Tide Fist is invincible! I'd like to see how you'll deal with it!"

The sound of voices resonated with the power of the Chao Fist.

Ye Yang smiled and shook his head.

What a pity, I have to strike a blow to your confidence.

Xu Xiao is not the weak and fragile bamboo stick you all speak of.

This tall and thin youth is usually cold and indifferent. Once he encounters a battle, he is simply like a devil.

In Soong Junbao, Ye Xiaoyu, and Xu Xiao's group of three, this tall and thin youth obtained the nickname of Mad Dog.1

Not only did he not feel offended, but he also felt somewhat pleased with himself.

On the Kungfu Ring, when the Chao Fist was about to reach him, Xu Xiao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His eyes suddenly burned with the flames of battle!

In the next moment, Xu Xiao pushed out both palms.

Boom -!

His fists that were like an unending tide that was airtight were actually completely blocked by his two palms!

Not only that, the powerful airwave that Xu Xiao pushed out forced Ren Ting to retreat.

After taking five or six steps back, ren Ting looked at Xu Xiao in shock and anger.

His face turned the color of a pig's liver, and he had no choice but to take a deep breath.

His hands, which he had tried hard to control, were still trembling.

On the other hand, Xu Xiao was still at ease, but the desire to fight was still burning in his eyes.

It was obvious that the tremendous force coming from his opponent's palms had far exceeded the limit of what he could withstand.

What was even more terrifying was that his opponent clearly did not use his full strength.

Could it be that it was really as this thin bamboo pole said before the battle, that he did not attack him heavily?

The more Ren Ting thought about it, the more humiliated he felt. The more he thought about it, the more indignant he felt.

This was his first battle! Could it be that he lost just like that?

This was too embarrassing!

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