319: C319 The Demonic Power of Ancient Martial Arts

C319 The Demonic Power of Ancient Martial Arts

Shen Zhenhua narrowed his eyes, only to see a black dot shooting towards him like a cannonball.

Shen Zhenhua, who had always been arrogant, finally had a drastic change in expression.

In this split second, he had no time to use his exquisite fist technique. However, he saw Shen Zhenhua let out a loud shout and threw out his right fist. He actually chose to face Zha Xi head on and face him head on with his fist!

"This is... Fist Ray!?" An older martial cultivator discovered that Shen Zhenhua's entire fist was wrapped by a silver halo the size of a rubber ball. It was dazzling and dazzling.

Sun Tongxuan, who had been watching the battle closely, suddenly breathed heavily. The silver halo on Shen Zhenhua's fist was the fist light that he had dreamt of!

"It really is the Fist Ray! It is a fist light that only Peak Of Internal Martial Art martial cultivator can produce!"

Sun Tongxuan was shocked.

The veiled lady and Shen Yiru felt slightly relieved when they saw Shen Zhenhua using the fist light. Both of them knew Shen Zhenhua's arrogant personality very well.

Although he was a collateral bloodline of the Shen Family, he was arrogant and untameable. As for the martial cultivator that was inferior to his cultivation level, they didn't care about it at all, and mocked him with all their might.

Once he encountered a true expert, he would use all means to defeat him. His attacks were ruthless, and he didn't care about the consequences. He was just like a mad dog.

This kind of person was usually extremely difficult to control. If they were not used properly, they would hurt themselves. Since the veiled lady dared to bring Shen Zhenhua to the Martial Arts Great Competition, it was obvious that she had great confidence in being able to control this person.

"Zhenhua has unleashed his fist light. It seems like he has unleashed his true flame. The gap between their cultivation realms is obvious. Even if this Thai martial cultivator cultivator has some strange fist technique, he still won't be a match for Zhenhua!"

Shen Yiru clearly had a lot of confidence in her cousin.

The veiled lady also nodded slightly, as if she had a pearl of wisdom in her hand.

At this moment, in the entire Long Son Riverside, everyone had confidence in Shen Zhenhua's punch. Only Meng Ran revealed a playful expression.

"It's similar to Gao Junwu's secret body strengthening technique. It's just that it doesn't strengthen the body, but a certain part of the body."

Meng Ran's gaze fell on Zha Xi's arm, which was as thick as a thigh, and he said to himself with great interest.

"With this, when all the power in the body is gathered at one point, this power will be enhanced by more than a few times."

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick arm on the ring collided with the silver fist.

There was only a 'kacha' sound.

In the end, Shen Zhenhua was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily on the corner of the ring.

At that instant, layers of terrifying astral winds were stirred up on the arena, stirring up the surrounding river water. A white wave that was more than a meter in length kept crashing down on the massive arena.

It could be said to be a tempestuous storm.

The people by the riverside all felt as if their necks were being strangled. They were unable to say a single word.

The veiled lady, who had been in complete control just a moment ago, also suddenly sat up from the armchair. The powerful internal energy on her body fluctuated endlessly, and actually lifted a corner of the veil, revealing half of her beautiful face that could be blown apart.

However, this beautiful scene was not seen by anyone.

This was because everyone's gaze had stopped on Zha Xi.

Zha Xi had no intention of stopping. He jumped up and arrived in the sky above Shen Zhenhua.

The arm that was as thick as a thigh and filled with explosive force was thrown at him in an incomparably domineering manner!

"Ah!"

Shen Yiru who saw this scene immediately let out a sharp cry.0

Shen Zhenhua, who was severely injured, had his right arm crippled. His snow-white arm bone broke through his flesh and was exposed to the air. It was a miserable scene.

However, it was hard to tell what was happening. Shen Zhenhua, who was lying on the ground with his back hunched, had lost all his combat strength. However, there was no fear on his face.

His eyes were bloodshot. He stared at the domineering figure that seemed to have fallen from the sky, and his face was filled with hatred.

"You! You deserve it! Die! "

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