196: C196 A Punch with the Power of Half Dragon

C196 A Punch with the Power of Half Dragon

"Humph! Kid, do you only know how to dodge?"

"Haha..."

"You're as timid as a mouse, you must be a mouse, right? Furthermore, you're the kind of grey mouse that scares people on the street, not even green mice or yellow tailed mice. Am I right? However, I believe that your father and mother are also rats. "

" Eh... No, that's not right, they are just street rats. "

"Haha..."

Li Xinwu laughed proudly.

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's face darkened, and he stared at Li Xinwu with a sharp gaze.

A wave of anger rose in his heart.

You can scold me, but you can't scold my parents.

Instantly, Zhan Tianming threw all the nonsense about stalling for time to the back of his mind. How could he care so much?

If he didn't beat the other party into a dumbass, would he still be Zhan Tianming?

Li Xinwu smiled when he saw the gloomy expression on Zhan Tianming's face.

"Humph! So it's a little white. He was fooled by a simple provocation."

A hint of disdain arose in Li Xinwu's heart.

On the other side.

Zhan Tianming's eyes were filled with anger.

Crack! Crack!

He clenched his fist tightly, and the surface of his fist turned white. The Fire Attribute and True Qi began to surge on both fists. It was as if two balls of flame were wrapped around the fist and were burning continuously. Strangely, Zhan Tianming's sleeves were not burned.

Li Xinwu sneered with disdain.

Whoosh!

He charged at Zhan Tianming again, like a cannonball.

He raised his fist and charged forward.

"Octane Blast!"

Chi La!

Li Xinwu's fist was like an iron hammer that was shot out by a spring. It carried a shocking wind pressure as it smashed towards Zhan Tianming.

"Look, that's Li Xinwu's ultimate move, Octane Blast!"

"What a powerful punch!"

Below the arena, some of the Martial Cultivator were shocked by Li Xinwu's Boxing.

That fist wrapped under the brown True Qi was really too strong!

Facing Li Xinwu's wild and violent punch, Zhan Tianming stood motionless on the spot. There was only a fierce light in his eyes.

It was a fierce light that wanted to completely destroy his opponent.

Just as Li Xinwu's punch was about to hit Zhan Tianming.

Whoosh!

Zhan Tianming raised his hand and punched.

It was a fierce punch.

Li Xinwu was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth. He felt even more dismissive in his heart.

A punch that relied on physical strength?

Haha...

This kind of punch, even the first collapse of his Octane Blast could not be blocked. However, Li Xinwu was really pissed off by Zhan Tianming's constant dodging. The Fist Strength shook and raised the power of the Eight Extremes Collapsing Fist to the fourth collapse.

This was also the highest level that he had mastered at the moment.

"Fourth level of Collapsing Force!"

Bang!

The two fists fiercely clashed together.

The strong wind blew away with a loud bang.

In an instant, the cold smile on Li Xinwu's face froze. An intense pain followed his fist and quickly spread to his entire arm.

Crack, crack, crack...

The sound of bones cracking seemed to have entered his ears.

"Get lost!" Zhan Tianming shouted in a deep voice.

Suddenly, the fist shook.

Bang!

Li Xinwu was sent flying by a powerful force, and he fell outside the arena.

One of his arms was crippled.

The surroundings were silent for a moment. In the midst of the black crowd... Countless pairs of eyes were filled with disbelief as they looked at Zhan Tianming who was standing proudly on the arena. Some of them were even shocked.

One punch?

And with just one punch, Li Xinwu, who was an eight star Martial Expert, was defeated?

How was this possible?

Could it be that Zhan Tianming was an individual?

But even if he was a body cultivator, it was impossible for him to possess such powerful physical strength, right?

"Semi-Draconic Force!" A Martial Cultivator said with a serious expression.

"What? You're saying that Zhan Tianming possesses the Semi-Draconic Force?"

"No way, how could he possess such powerful strength?"

" What kind of body tempering cultivation technique did he cultivate to be able to raise his physical strength to the Semi-Draconic Force? This is too terrifying."

"Don't be alarmed. There are still many miracles in the Nine Dragons Continent."

"That's right. The Semi-Draconic Force is nothing. Don't forget that legend. The founding emperor of the Sky Wind Country, Grand Ancestor, was a man who possessed the power of ten dragons, Tongtian Martial Cultivator. Comparatively speaking, what does the Semi-Draconic Force count as? "

" What a strong physical strength! "

"It would be great if I could have such a strong physical strength."

"Hehe... That handsome guy in the ring is so strong. He has such great strength. I wonder if he can do that? If he can, find another time and let him accompany me properly. He will definitely feel so good. "

" Beauty, why don't I accompany you who is lonely and empty? "

"You? Get lost to the side."

... ""

Everyone was discussing animatedly.

Martial Cultivator, who had said Zhan Tianming would definitely lose, and a small portion of them were stunned on the spot, which made some of the people beside him laugh.

"Haha... Who said that Zhan Tianming could not withstand five moves?"

"Five moves? If Zhan Tianming did not give in, Li Xinwu would probably be defeated in one move, right?"

"Hahaha..."

"Brother, thank you for the one hundred taels, haha... "

The laughter made Martial Cultivator, who had underestimated Zhan Tianming, blush.

Li Xinwu, who had fallen off the stage, looked as pale as a sheet of paper.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

In fact, he could no longer feel the existence of his entire right arm, and that arm did not listen to his commands at all. It could not even move.

Zhan Tianming walked to the edge of the arena.

He stared coldly at Li Xinwu, who was lying on the ground with a blank face.

"Next time you dare to insult my parents, if you don't spank your shit out, you will be finished."

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Zhan Tianming no longer looked at Li Xinwu. He jumped off the arena and walked straight to the waiting area of the competition, Martial Cultivator.

As for Li Xinwu, he was extremely unconvinced in his heart.

But what could he do if he was unconvinced?

After feeling Zhan Tianming's powerful punch and his speed, which was so fast that he could not catch up to it, he knew that he had no chance of beating him.

He felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

"The twenty-first match, Zhan Tianming wins." The deputy judge announced.

After that, the 22nd match continued.1

As the judge of the seventh and Ring Eight, the inner circle elder of the Seven Peaks Sect, Zhang Tusheng, swept his gaze over Zhan Tianming with disdain.

"Hmph! I'll let you be proud for a while."

Killing intent had already risen in Zhang Tusheng's heart.

But he couldn't make a move yet.

As the saying went, one should not look at the monk but look at the Buddha. After all, Elder Lu was still sitting in the main judge's seat. It wouldn't make sense if he were to make a move on a junior who was participating in the competition now. Offending Elder Lu was something that the three major sects of Sky Wind Country would never do.

However...

Zhang Tusheng's cold eyes glanced at Zhan Tianming.

"Kid, enjoy your last life."

"Haha..."

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