938: C938 Berserk Collision

C938 Berserk Collision

Boom!

Qin Feng's fists crushed the air flow, causing his arms to tremble. All the strength in his body was gathered in the palm of his hands. When the dragon claws turned into fists, every time he clenched them, it would increase the gravitational force by ten pounds.

It drew an arc in the air, increasing the distance by a hundred jins. Coupled with his base strength, his strength broke past a thousand jins!

"Interesting!"

Qin Qiu looked at Liu Zhenjie from behind and nodded his head frequently. He was not worried about Liu Zhenjie's safety at all.

In his memory, there were very few people who could perform three moves in front of Liu Zhenjie even in the Pagoda city.

It seemed that only the most famous of the ten great sects would be able to fight him to a standstill.

Boom! *

Qin Feng's fist was smashed down. He saw that the other party had used his chest to resist. A dull sound of impact rang out and the tables and chairs on the side were shattered into pieces by the overflowing shockwave.

The few bottles shattered into pieces.

A fierce wind blew, whistling through the entire meeting room. It came and went as quickly as it came!

Looking at Liu Zhenjie, he was unharmed and even had a faint smile on his face. The only change that could be seen was that he took a step forward.

"Your strength is not bad, but with your strength, even if you're tired and puked blood, you still won't be able to break through my defense, so just use your cultivation!"

Liu Zhenjie crooked his finger and was actually teaching Qin Feng how to deal with him.

"Your Unyielding Qi is truly abnormal. Do you dare to tell me what kind of martial art you are training in?"

A look of seriousness surfaced on Qin Feng's face. That punch just now had used him … 30% of his strength.

He actually didn't drop it?

That was fierce enough.

For the second time, he decided to use 80% of his strength. If he still could not, then he could only use his full strength and leave it to fate.

Boom!

He swung his fist without any hesitation. The power of this punch had already exceeded a thousand pounds. With the strength of the dragon claw, even a car could be knocked over with a single punch.

What's more, a human body?

However, when his fist collided, his opponent only stopped after being forced back three steps.

"You've improved a lot, but you're still courting death. You're still saving your strength to test the waters. There's still one more move, and I'm going to fight back. One move, and you'll die for sure!"

Liu Zhenjie praised, but he still felt that it wasn't enough. It was as if he hated the fact that he failed.

There was no contempt, Liu Zhenjie was completely capable of crushing his opponents with his bare hands.

"You still haven't told me that you're practicing a protective martial art!"

Qin Feng smiled without a trace of fear. This surprised the other party.

Regardless of what trump card the other party had, Liu Zhenjie did not believe that the person he wanted to kill had the opportunity to show mercy.

"Turtle Yuan Art, the true sect of Shaolin, the secret that no one can pass on. It is fortunate to have been trained since young. Let alone your fists, I can even take a few shots from the ninth level."

Liu Zhenjie said plainly.

However, Qin Feng did not think that he was joking. With such a powerful martial art, resisting an ordinary artillery shell was definitely not an exaggeration.

On the contrary, he was modest.

"That's right. What I want to say is, if I can defeat you within three moves, I will take this martial art of yours!"

Qin Feng proudly raised his hand and clenched his fist. The dragon blood immediately ignited.

In that instant, a ghastly sentence suddenly lingered in his mind.

"Brat, even if you use the Spiritual Force, you won't be able to beat him. Listen to me and try to reverse the flow of the dragon blood.

Qin Feng frowned and sent a message through his mind.

"Bastard, you're still targeting my body right? Hehe, if you have the ability, then you wouldn't be sealed. If I believe you, then I might as well go to the cemetery and burn some valuable things to listen to their conversation."

Qin Feng sneered in his heart. That old geezer had always been hiding in the seal and was unable to break out, yet he 'craved' his body and turned into an old pervert!

"Hehe, do you believe me or not? Whatever, let's do it one way. According to my estimations, his fist should be able to beat you to death. To be smashed to death by someone, or by someone else. Do you even need this emperor's reminder? You're so cunning, so despicable …"

"Scram!"

Qin Feng strengthened the seal and transferred some of the sealing power into the seal, causing it to shrink by a few centimeters.

"Come on, boy, your last attack will be the end of your chance. It's such a pity, but I'm actually beginning to admire you. You have to walk the path of strength, just like laozi. It would be much better if you weren't so crazy!"

Liu Zhenjie's legs split apart and at the same time, he crashed onto the floor, sinking deeply into the ground.

Following that, he crooked his finger as killing intent surfaced on his face.

Obviously, if he did not fall after the third strike, then Qin Feng would be killed in an instant.

"The third punch, it was a little too powerful. Even I was afraid and could not bear to deal with you!"

Qin Feng shook his fist as he muttered to himself, cursing that old pervert.

The best way to reverse the dragon blood is to use it. Otherwise, even if I die, I will drag you down with me.

Liu Zhenjie kept on urging him, while Qin Feng was getting anxious. He was ready to give it a try. That old pervert was talking about reversing the dragon blood, but the crux of the problem was... He wouldn't!

After tearing the seal again, Qin Feng roared in his mind: "Old bastard, tell me how to reverse the flow of dragon blood. Time is running out, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll dig you out and eat you!"

"You trash …"

After a long while, the other party's words appeared in Qin Feng's mind. Just as Qin Feng was about to curse, an unfamiliar piece of information suddenly gushed out of his mind.

All of them had to do with the reversal of the dragon blood. There were three methods.

Continuously burning, triggering the dragon blood gene, berserk mode.

Qin Feng remembered the key words. He chose to burn the dragon's blood permanently. Suddenly, his entire body was suffused with a scarlet color. The dragon's power surged through his entire body, causing him to look up with blood flowing out of his seven orifices.

"Ha!"

Qin Feng bent down and swung both of his arms back and forth. A wave of heat spewed out from his mouth and his entire body was as red as a shrimp.

"I'll smash you with one punch!"

The power in his body was constantly being suppressed. Qin Feng was about to explode, as if there were more than ten bulls colliding with him.1

"Come at me!"

Li Zhenjie did not mock him. Instead, he took a defensive stance and gave Qin Feng face.

Weng! *

Suddenly, Qin Feng's figure rushed out. Like a golden eagle spreading its wings, he punched out and an explosion sounded out.

"Your strength isn't bad, but it's still not enough!"

"That's right, it's not enough. Add more then!"

With a loud shout, Qin Feng's entire body was smashed out like a cannonball. He crashed into Liu Zhenjie's body three times in a row, and his boundless power was like a torrent that was being released.

The force of the three attacks actually knocked Liu Zhenjie into the wall. The surroundings instantly collapsed and the ground exploded. The violent force was like rolling waves that could be seen with the naked eye.

"Puchi!"

Liu Zhenjie actually spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his hand. Lightning flashed recklessly as a destructive aura surged through his body.

Boom! *

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