"Game start!"
On the ring, the senior captain waved his hand, and the game finally officially began.
"boom!"
Huge cheers soared into the sky, and the surging sound echoed in the Martial Hall, as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was cracking.
"Brother Yang, come on! Defeat him!"
Ouyang Zushi shouted wildly, his eyes red with excitement.
"Senior Brother Yang, come on!"
The disciples of the Black Sword Sect led by Chen Zhu also started shouting crazily. The crowd was boiling. Unnoticed by everyone, Shi Zhongye, Bai Julu, Cao Dian, etc. were mixed in the crowd and looking at the arena with concern.
"I hope you won't fail so soon. Otherwise...I will be very disappointed."
Shi Zhongye looked at Yang Ji on the stage, a cruel light flashing across his eyes.
In the other direction, Bai Julu and his disciples from Paektu Mountain were also paying attention to the arena.
"Senior Brother Seventh, who do you think will win between the two of them?"
A disciple of Mount Paektu said.
They didn't know who Zhou Qun was, but this Yang Ji was inextricably linked to them. Not to mention the episode about Bai Yuanyuan, Yang Ji's punch at the gate alone was worth remembering!
"It's hard to say..., it's hard to judge."
The white giant deer shook his head, pondered for a moment and then said:
"Yang Ji has not revealed all his methods so far. I have a feeling that he still has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."
"How can it be?"
The surrounding Paektu Mountain disciples were all shocked. When Yang Ji fought with Zhang Dang before, he had already been forced to use a lot of strength, and even the strange flames were exposed.
But Brother Seventh actually said that he still had some means that he had not yet used.
"That's why I said, don't provoke him easily. When Junior Sister Bai went to Pingchuan City, he finally fell into his hands and returned empty-handed. This is not unreasonable. Although Baektu Mountain has a rich heritage, there are not all masters in the world.
Come out of our Baektu Mountain."
Bai Julu warned.
Everyone was silent. Everyone knew who the Junior Sister Bai mentioned by the Seventh Senior Brother was.
"Senior Brother Bai, what do you mean, this Yang Ji will definitely win?"
A tall and thin man named Baitou Shandao with a new scar on his temples. Although he was speaking to Bai Julu, his eyes were looking at Zhou Qun on the stage, with a look of resentment faintly flashing deep in his eyes.
Zhou Qun passed the test, and the disciple from Mount Paektu who was eliminated was him.
"Hard to say."
Bai Julu glanced back at him and said:
"I think you should know best about the strength of this Zhou Qun. I think, at least, it should not be below you. If it is just like this, it would be fine, but... I looked at this Zhou Qun today and I always feel that something is wrong.
"
"What's wrong?"
One sentence attracted everyone's attention.
"have no idea."
Bai Julu frowned:
"I just feel that compared to yesterday... he seems to be a different person."
Bai Julu's strength far surpassed that of the others, and he could clearly feel something strange about Zhou Qun. But where exactly it was, it was difficult to explain clearly.
Just as I was about to think carefully, I suddenly heard a very harsh sound in my ears:
"Come on! Come on! Zhou Qun, kill that bastard, I support you!"
Bai Julu turned his head and saw not far away, a young man with gorgeous clothes and a feminine temperament was shouting hysterically towards the stage, his expression was simply crazy.
"He's the disciple of the wealthy Shi family."
Bai Julu frowned slightly and then looked towards the stage.
"Fuck him to death. Eliminate him, damn...if you beat him, I will award you a hundred taels of gold!"
Shi Qing was foaming at the mouth and spewing obscenities wildly. Strange looks came from the people around him, but Shi Qing ignored them.
If he loses this round, Yang Ji will have to get out and go home. He is too lazy to look at other people's eyes.
"Shut up, you idiot!"
An unceremonious scolding sound came from the side, and Shi Qing was about to curse. Suddenly he saw those cold and cold eyes, and his heart became cold. He immediately kept silent.
The shouts of the crowd are the most agitating. On the stage, the two of them had a strong fighting spirit almost instantly.
"boom!"
At the moment when the game started, Zhou Qun pierced the void with a huge fist and hit Yang Ji's face directly. The strong wind blew Yang Ji's hair against his face, causing each strand of his hair to float up.
"What a fast punch!"
Yang Ji Anlin. Zhou Qun's punch was so fast that even the air was compressed, forming a layer of white empty marks on the tip of his fist.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's feet moved incorrectly, and with a flash of light, he floated ten feet away in an instant.
"boom!"
The strong punch passed by and hit the fine iron pillar at the edge of the ring with a loud bang. Amidst the fierce metal sound, a fist mark was directly dented on the surface of the thick iron pillar.
"His!"
The cheers suddenly stopped. Around the ring, a famous candidate looked at the clear fist mark on the pillar and couldn't help but take a breath.
Although they knew that Zhou Qun's fist power was very strong, even defeating the disciples of the Five Holy Lands, no one had an intuitive idea of ​​how strong it was until they saw the fist mark on this fine iron pillar.
"How powerful is this guy's punch!"
"It looks very powerful, but it's actually much more powerful than what you see."
"A punch like this would probably penetrate the internal organs!"
…
Everyone felt a chill in their vests as they watched.
However, the spectators outside did not have so many thoughts. After a brief silence, the crowd burst into even louder cheers.
"Zhou Qun, come on!"
"Zhou Qun, come on!"
…
The crowd was in an uproar. It is human nature to worship the strong, and status is not important in this arena.
Zhou Qun's face was expressionless, and he was like a piece of wood. He turned around and punched Yang Ji again. There was only a bang, and the punch seemed to be ten feet away, but it was there in an instant.
Yang Ji faced the door, as if he had been in front of Yang Ji from the beginning, and his speed was incredible.
"So fast!"
Yang Ji moved his feet wrongly and swayed again, dodging Zhou Qun's attack.
With Wang Tai restraining Yang Xuanlan, without his interference, Yang Ji's "Floating Light Body Technique" was as good as a fish in water. It was almost at its peak.
It's just that Zhou Qun's boxing technique still gave Yang Ji a special feeling. Although he was far away and his punch speed was not very fast, his punch power was so powerful that it was scary. And the speed was also extremely fast, almost instantly.
When you reach your eyes, you are completely unrestricted by time and space.
This contradiction between slowness and speed, distance and nearness is very strong. However, it is perfectly unified in Zhou Qun, without any sense of disharmony.
I have to say that this unique boxing technique really opened Yang Ji's eyes.
Yang Ji even had a feeling that this was not a boxing technique, but some kind of unique and advanced power-generating technique that was rarely seen by ordinary people.
"Instant strength!"
To be continued...