Zheng Ming did not speak anymore, but his eyes looked at Cheng Qingling and blinked in a narrow way.

As an extremely intelligent woman, Cheng Qingling naturally understood what it meant, and her eyebrows were even red for a moment.

"Brother Jin, if you kill this crazy guy, if you have any questions, we will decide for you!"

"Blow this bastard to death and let him know that our Lu Ling Mansion is powerful!"

After seeing their goddess being teased, the boys on the side burst into anger and shouted loudly at Jin Tongtian.

Jin Tongtian didn't say anything, but his fist had already responded. He saw him step forward and hit Zheng Ming's chest fiercely with a palm.

Zheng Ming's eyes flashed and the Rock Fist was exerted. His Rock Fist, after these days of training, had reached a state of great success.

One punch and one palm hit each other in the void.

This time, Zheng Ming did not activate the Hunyuan iron arm, but nine internal strengths were hidden in his punch.

During this collision, Zheng Ming's fist strength gathered as one, and from Jin Tongtian's palm, a stream of force came.

The internal energy belongs to the ninth-grade warrior!

Under the impact of this internal energy, Zheng Ming felt that the internal energy he swung seemed to be broken by an awl. His body, which had been trained by Wuming's mantra, couldn't help but take three steps back under the impact of this internal energy.

Jin Tongtian took two steps back under the influence of Zheng Ming’s nine internal strength.

The difference between two and three steps is not too big, but the two and three steps shows that although Zheng Ming gathered nine internal strength in his body, he was still a little inferior to his internal energy that was one level higher than his quality.

This is very rare. For ordinary people, if they can almost compete with the ninth grade with the strength of the tenth grade and the ninth grade, they will be very good.

It seems that I should talk about my internal strength as soon as possible, otherwise this qualitative difference will make me suffer a little.

Just as Zheng Ming made up his mind, he heard a tsunami of cheers in the audience.

"Brother Jin is mighty!"

"Brother Tongtian, within three punches, knock this kid off the stone lion!"

"Break his arm and avenge Brother Tongxuan!"

Jin Tongtian only took two steps back, but Zheng Ming took three steps back. This was a shot and a heart-warming injection for everyone in the Lu Ling Mansion below.

Just now, Zheng Ming directly dealt with Luo Dongxiong and the other two. In addition, Zheng Ming's punching the ugly group of Lu Ling Mansion made them hate and fear Zheng Ming in their hearts.

Now that my own people have finally gained the upper hand, how can they give up such a good opportunity?

The cheers were like a tide!

Jin Tongtian's momentum also increased a little more, and he sneered: "Boy, take me another punch."

Jin Tongtian punched him again, but this time, Zheng Ming had no intention of fighting head-on. Although he might not lose when he fought head-on, Zheng Ming was no longer willing to waste his strength head-on.

With the body technique of urging Xiong Gong, Zheng Ming fought with Jin Tongtianyou with his left hand and his right hand.

When the three boxings were ineffective, Jin Tongtian did not continue to pursue, but instead used a set of palm techniques to fight with Zheng Ming.

Jin Tongtian's palm techniques are opened and closed, and when his palms are waving, there is the power of opening mountains and splitting stones.

Although Jin Tongtian only practiced to the level of small success in this set of palm techniques, the set of palm techniques, combined with his hot internal energy, fought with Zheng Ming with great enthusiasm.

Under the stone lion, countless people stared at the two people fighting, and thousands of people did not have any rest for a moment.

On a tall building a hundred feet away, two old men were watching the competition. One of them was not tall, but his eyes were full of brilliance, and sometimes there was a red light in his flashing eyes.

Sitting opposite the old man was an old man who was as thin as a bamboo pole. Although this old man looked like the wind could blow him away, his dark hands were daunting.

"The Three Yangs and the Kaishan Palm are indeed more powerful than the other level!" The thin old man said with emotion in his words.

The short and strong old man laughed and said, "In order to get the mountain palm, our ancestors of the Jin family worked hard for ten years, and then they were sincere. In order to open the stone, they had to pass on the mountain palm."

The skinny old man snorted, obviously not very satisfied with the short and strong old man's show of his appearance, and then snorted: "Although your grandson's mountain-opening palm is sharp, I don't think he has any advantage."

"Although the son of the Zheng family is playing games, I think the initiative is still in his hands."

"If his cultivation level is also of the ninth grade, your family will definitely not be able to take ten moves in their hands."

The short and strong old man was a little disliked to listen to the thin old man's words. He snorted coldly and said, "My family can't walk ten moves, but they are not like your boy. They are just handsome and beaten up before they even take action."

"You..." The skinny old man slapped the table and stood up directly.

The short and strong old man didn't care about the thin old man's anger at all. He grabbed the teapot in front of him, and his palm instantly turned red. The tea water that was originally a little cold suddenly boiled.

"Come on, don't be so angry, drink more tea to reduce the fire."

Although the skinny old man became more and more unhappy in his heart, he did not have another attack, but he had already thought of going back and teaching Luo Dongxiong a lesson.

This little bastard is really embarrassing himself...

"At the beginning, I also thought that the boy from the Zheng family could fight Luo Yuanhao from Hanyun Village, and it was made up by their Zheng family."

The short and strong old man said this and smiled, "But now it seems that their Zheng family is still somewhat reliable in this matter."

"Although this kid has not broken through the ninth grade, he has developed a lot of brute force. In addition, he has cultivated both sets of boxing techniques to the level of great success in martial arts. Even a ninth grade warrior is not much inferior."

The old man as thin as a bamboo pole nodded and said, "I don't know what luck the Zheng family has left, but such a genius has appeared."

"If he can break through the dantian and turn the strength into qi, hehe, maybe there will be another strong person in our Lu Ling Mansion."

The four words "Strong" are: The old man who is as thin as a bamboo pole speaks very heavily.

But the short and strong old man just smiled indifferently: "If that kid can break through the ninth rank and turn strength into energy, he will naturally become a strong person."

"But, do you think he is still possible to become a ninth grade? The stronger the **, the smaller the possibility of becoming a ninth grade. This kid's ** has reached a level that is almost in line with a ninth grade warrior. His dantian should be as hard as black iron. Can he break it open?"

The last sentence is that the short and strong old man said it firmly!

The skinny old man pondered for a moment and nodded heavily: "The old ghost from the Zheng family doesn't know what he wants to do? He can't not know about this taboo, why didn't he let that kid avoid it?"

"Hehe, that old guy's eyes have always been short-sighted. Maybe he thinks that this kid has little hope of breaking through the ninth grade anyway, so he wants his family to have an extra combat power that can be compared to the ninth grade." The short and strong old man said with a hint of disdain in his words.

Just as the two were talking, the situation on the three-meter-high stone lion changed again. Zheng Ming beat the bear king's whip twice in a row, almost breaking through Jin Tongtian's defense and hitting Jin Tongtian's ribs.

It was just a little short, Jin Tongtian would be directly hit by the stone lion by these two punches.

Jin Tongtian, who had stabilized his position again, looked at Zheng Ming with murderous intent in his eyes, and he slowly raised his left hand.

The left hand, which had no stranger, began to turn red in an instant.

"Yanyang turns into iron palm!" Cheng Qingling looked at the reddish palm and said softly. And there was a lot of solemnity in her eyes.

And just as he said the five words "Yanyang Iron Palm", many of the young men standing behind him also said this name.

As the moment they said this name, many people cheered. Obviously, they knew very well about the Iron Palm of Yanyang.

"Brother Tongtian, kill him, don't hold back!" someone shouted loudly.

"Yes, kill this arrogant local bun to death and kill him!"

Various sounds sounded below, which made Zheng Heng, who was standing in the audience, look extremely ugly.

"How could this Jintong genius ninth grade cultivation level, Yanyang transform into Iron Palm? This is a top-level martial art in the seventh grade!" A young man from 36 counties said with fear in his voice: "The ancestors of the Jin family were ranked first among the five eighth grade families by relying on this Yanyang transform into Iron Palm."

The top seventh-grade martial arts are much higher than the Zheng family’s Baisha Palm. The Zheng family has always regarded the Baisha Palm as a treasure. It is conceivable how powerful the Yanyang Iron Palm is.

"Brother Heng, don't worry. Brother Ming can take over Baisha's hand, but he can't take over the Yanyang Iron Palm invisible. What's more, there are so many people now, even if we are anxious, it's useless." Zheng Jingren pulled Zheng Heng and said in a deep voice.

The two old men sitting on the high platform also smiled on their faces. The thin old man said, "You old ghost, why are you full of confidence? It turns out that you have passed the iron palms of the flame sun at home."

"Oh, this kid deserves to be unlucky. He actually encountered the Yanyang Iron Palm. As far as I know, your Yanyang Iron Palm is a specialist in restraining the Zheng family's white evil hands."

The short and strong old man smiled complacently and said, "The Baisha hand is just a trick of carving insects. Our family's Yanyang Iron Palm is not specifically restraining him."

"But that boy from the Zheng family is also a bit capable. He is proud enough to allow my grandson to use the Yanyang Iron Palm!"
Chapter completed!