190: C190 The Heavy Recoil of Money

C190 The Heavy Recoil of Money

What made Qian Zhong even more shocked was that the Qi that Ling Xiao was emitting was actually able to completely suppress the momentum that Qian Zhong's Fate Soul was emitting.

This was a situation Qian Zhong had never encountered before. This made Qian Zhong even more surprised.

If Qian Zhong had been full of confidence in this battle before, then now, his confidence had been greatly reduced.

At this moment, Qian Zhong had already made the decision in his heart that he would do his best in this battle.

Thinking about this, Qian Zhong's right leg suddenly stomped on the ground of the arena and his entire body flew out like a cannonball.

When he looked at the ground that Qian Zhong stepped on, a footprint had impressively appeared!

Ling Xiao was keenly aware of this scene, so his evaluation of that kind of thing was even higher.

He knew the hardness of the materials used in this arena. Even if it was a ninth stage Fate Soul cultivator, who was about to reach Spirit Transformation Stage, it was impossible to leave a footprint. However, Qian Zhong had done it!

"It seems that this battle is destined not to be too boring.

It's also good that only this kind of opponent can fully test my own strength. " Ling Xiao thought.

All of this happened in an instant. Facing Qian Zhong who was rushing over like a cannonball, Ling Xiao shouted in his heart: "Tremor Sea!"

The Power of Fate Soul in his body rushed out and gathered on Ling Xiao's fist.

Then Ling Xiao pulled back his right hand and suddenly swung it!

Boom!

A sonic boom and the sound of fate soul suddenly rang out!

This was the increase in the extreme speed brought by the Great Roc's Fate Soul. When this increase was mixed with the energy brought by the Kun Fate Soul, it would cause Ling Xiao's battle speed to soar to the limit!

Facing Ling Xiao's ferocious punch, Qian Zhong did not feel the slightest bit of fear. At this moment, his heart was already filled with fighting spirit.

The shock and horror from before had long since been forgotten.

At this moment, Qian Zhong only wanted to have a hearty battle with Ling Xiao to decide who was the better!

"Mt. Tai!" Qian Zhong shouted.

The sound of a fate soul exploding like a flood echoed throughout the entire arena!

His hands formed a fist, on which Power of Fate Soul s interweaved, forming a brown colored glove, and completely wrapped around his hands.

Following that, Qian Zhong waved both of his fists and was about to collide with Ling Xiao's fists.

When the audience saw this scene, they all stared with widened eyes, afraid that they would miss out on a single detail.

There were even many people who were trembling with excitement, and even their teeth were chattering!

Boom!

A deafening sound rang out from the arena, causing one's eardrums to hurt.

The Power of Fate Soul rippled and covered the two figures that were fighting on the stage.

Moments later, the audience could vaguely see a figure suddenly retreating seven to eight meters!

The other figure was as motionless as a mountain!

The friends in the live broadcast room frantically fired off a barrage of bullets, wishing they could immediately know the outcome of this round.2

"Who won in the end?"

"From the original position, the figure that retreated seven or eight meters should be Qian Zhong?"

"That's right, it should be like that!"

"It's hard to say. I seem to know the result."

"…"

Just like the friends in the live broadcast room, the audience was also extremely anxious.

But soon, the results of this confrontation appeared in front of them.

The motionless figure was Ling Xiao!

The current him was no different from before.

Qian Zhong, who was pushed back seven to eight meters, was in a sorry state. There was blood coming out from the corner of his mouth!

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