Zheng Shiyi's eyes were full of contempt and interrupted: "I'm talking so much nonsense. Do you just talk?"

Zheng Song knew that he could not tell the other party, so he simply opened his fist and said, "Since you don't want to live a few more breaths, I will fulfill your wishes! Try, the flame fist I practiced in our Xuanming!"

The true energy that all the nine qi chakras bloomed instantly activated the route of exercise into Zheng Song's fist. The calloused back of the hand suddenly turned bright red, like a cooked crab.

But... the bright red fist was filled with a high heat! Even Zheng Shiyi, who was several meters away, could easily feel the high heat on the fist.

Tian Kun's pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip, and the sneered muscles on his face twitched gently and quickly, and he was secretly shocked. Zheng Song is worthy of being a genius of the Zheng family, Flame Fist! It is rumored that it will be difficult to be refined in less than five years! He has only been a year after he entered the sect, but it has been refined in?

Zheng Song activated the nine wheels of true energy to explode, and lightning rushed out and headed straight for Zheng Shiyi. His body was as fast as a demon ape and spirit beast in the mountains. His hot fists locked Zheng Shiyi's head in a trajectory from high to low in the way of slashing.

Enemies meet! Zheng Shiyi does not hide anything. The murderous intent spreads throughout his body in an instant. His fist is clenched and makes a burst sound. His right foot takes a step with the power of thunder. His right hand wraps his right hand to the left and sinks. His left arm wraps his chest and collapses into his wrist. His palm is like a knife to take the flame fist.

The fists and palms interweave, and the sound of the deafening bones and true qi burst out. The sleeves of the two of them shattered under the bombardment of the true qi, revealing their strong arms.

One palm changed to another punch! Both of them were shocked at the same time, and none of them took a step back!

Zheng Song was surprised like a huge wave. He used his nine-wheeled cultivation level to use the Fiery Fist that others had to refine for five years. No one in the top 20 in the Fengyun List could block the attack! This was a waste who had been sucked in martial souls! How could he do it?

Zheng Shiyi slashed out with a palm, and a sneered sneer in the corner of his lips. In addition to contempt, there was also a slight surprise in his eyes. This evil dog that only betrays others for benefits can have the strength of today's cultivation! I don't know how many people he has betrayed in the sect!

One punch was not enough? Zheng Song was as thoughtful as lightning. While surprised, the second punch hidden in his waist and eyes was like a tiger coming out of the hole and pounced on Zheng Shiyi's chest.

If one punch is not enough, then punch again! If it is not enough! Then come again! Come again! Come again! There will always be a punch that can knock you down! I have nine wheels of cultivation and ample true energy! How can you be my opponent!

Zheng Song's eyes gradually turned red, and the power of the flame fist rose repeatedly, colliding with Zheng Shiyi's second palm that was slashed out from his left rib.

The two of them moved at high speed on the ring, and their fists collided at high speed. Each collision caused an astonishing roar. The ground on the ring was trampled and shattered one after another.

Kill and kill! Both of them have the idea of ​​making each other die, and their fists and feet are getting heavier in the battle! Every collision will cause the audience standing closest to the Life and Death Platform to take several steps back.

"These two are so strong..."

"One is a year of entry... the other is a year of entry... Are newcomers so strong now?"

The onlookers couldn't bear to blink, and they sighed at the two people standing.

"Peng!"

A muffled sound came from the impact!

Then... everyone saw Zheng Song being shaken back more than ten steps. His face was not very good-looking, and dazzling blood stains were overflowing from the corners of his lips.

Zheng Shiyi took a few steps back, with a cold smile on his face, raised his hand to wipe off the faint blood stains on the corner of his lips, and said lightly in his mouth: "You dog who lives by betrayal, has been here for a year... but that's all..."

Just this sentence deeply hurts Zheng Song's self-esteem. As the most outstanding newcomer this year, he should have become the most outstanding newcomer in the outside world in the next two years!

Now! He was suppressed by a newcomer who had just started for less than three months! And he was a waste of martial souls being taken away!

I can't bear it... I can't bear it! Zheng Song's chest was fluctuating violently, forcibly suppressing his physical injuries, and his brows frowned and roared in his heart. I, Zheng Song, can't be suppressed by you for the rest of my life!

"how so?"

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

Zheng Song is at least the Ninth Round of Qi Wheel Realm, and his strength is unquestionable! Moreover, he just received the affirmation of Tian Kun, who is tenth in the Storm List, saying that he will definitely defeat Zheng Shiyi.

But...now... the direction of the war development is completely different from Tian Kun's prediction!

Many people looked at Tian Kun in confusion.

Tian Kun's face changed slightly, and his cold eyes stared at Zheng Shiyi who beat Zheng Song out. "Zheng Song entered the school for a year and reached the Nine Thrones of the Qi Wheel Realm. I thought... he was the person who posed the greatest threat to me on the list of storms."

"I didn't expect that this kid is! I can't let him develop."

The Fengyun List is a list established by the sect in order to select outstanding outer disciples and train them.

All outer disciples can participate in the competition for this list. Those who rank among the top 100 will naturally enter this list.

The higher the ranking on the list, the more sect resources you get. Therefore, anyone on the list hopes that their ranking will be higher.

Tian Kun ranks tenth on the list, so he naturally wants to get rid of the people who threaten his ranking.

Zheng Song's progress over the past year has really brought him a lot of shock. In his opinion, Zheng Song's current cultivation is not as good as himself. If you give him some time, he will still surpass himself.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Shiyi actually made Zheng Song like that!

Zheng Shiyi invisibly entered Tian Kun's observing list.

Zheng Songping recovered his anger and injuries, and still couldn't believe that he was at a disadvantage. Is this really the waste who was pulled out of the supreme soul and lying on the bed a year ago?

After a brief surprise, Zheng Song quickly calmed down. While applauding gently, he adjusted his body and smiled: "It's interesting! Your progress is indeed beyond my expectations! But do you think you can defeat me with your current strength alone?"

"Don't forget, you don't have a martial soul, but I have a martial soul!"

Zheng Song's face showed a proud arrogance, and a thin brown light appeared on the skin exposed to the air, and the light gathered more and more! Later... it formed pieces of patterned rocks, which were tightly attached to his skin, leaving only two eyes spinning.

Martial Soul Rock!

"Rock Martial Spirit, that's the Rock Martial Spirit!"

In the crowd, someone recognized Zheng Song's martial soul as soon as possible!

"There are all kinds of martial souls in the Cambrian Continent, and not many people have martial souls! It is said that only one out of a hundred people in our sect will have martial souls."

"I didn't expect that Zheng Song would have a martial soul! Moreover, it was a rock martial soul that doubled its defense ability!"

"I have also heard of... Rock Martial Soul is a martial soul that can instantly increase the release's defense, enhance its hardness and toughness. Although it is not qualified to become a genuine martial soul, it is also considered powerful among ordinary martial souls..."

"I heard... owning a rock martial soul can withstand attacks from people who are three levels higher than themselves."

"In this way, can people of the same realm still defeat those with rock martial souls?"

Looking at Zheng Song again, these people were not only envious, but more jealous.

Tian Kun, who had previously classified Zheng Shiyi as the list of observers, could no longer suppress the anxiety in his heart, "It really surprised me! Zheng Song actually has a rock martial soul."

"Zheng Shiyi... is dangerous...but after Zheng Song hit the ring, I must find a way to get rid of him in advance! Otherwise, it may threaten my ranking position."

The warrior beside Tian Kun approached him and whispered: "Brother Kun, I didn't expect this kid and his martial soul to be the one who threatens you in the future."

Tian Kun gave the man a blank look and sneered: "Which one of the top ten on the outer sect list has no martial soul?"

Zheng Song's body moved slightly, and the entire life and death platform was shaken by three shocks.

Looking at Zheng Song like this, someone began to shook his head for Zheng Shiyi with regret, "This guy is indeed strong enough, but it's a pity that he met someone with a rock martial soul!"

"It would be worth it if he died under this man!"

Su Jingdan, not far away, had tears in her eyes. She was the one who stood on the life and death stage, not Zheng Shiyi.

She wanted to come over to stop her, but Wu Dong grabbed her sleeve, "Walking onto the stage of life and death, no one can interfere. If you pass by rashly, you will only take your life!"

"Brother Zheng!" Su Jingdan couldn't get through and could only shout Zheng Shiyi's name from afar.

Zheng Song had a cold feeling on his lips and sneered: "You really like girls! Someone in the family is interested in you, but when he got here, he actually hooked up with the spiritual doctor? It's just a pity... women can't make you stronger!"

"Iron Fist!"

Zheng Song kicked his feet, and the entire life and death platform seemed to collapse. He roared towards Zheng Shiyi with a vast aura on his fist.

This punch! The layers of dust that stirred up were like a curtain blocking everyone's sight. There were still many people who were blown back repeatedly by the huge wind carrying dust, trying to avoid the power of this attack!

"Idiot! Do you still need to call your boxing name when fighting? Are you afraid that others don't know what you are practicing?"

Zheng Shiyi narrowed his eyes and sneered repeatedly, and a crisp sound of "crack" was made on his fists. With a stroke under his feet, he rushed towards Zheng Song with a thunderous force.

Thunder Fist, like thunder!

The moment Zheng Shiyi waved his fist, a faint sound of thunder came from the sky.

"idiot!"

Zheng Song spit out two words lightly. Even though the Thunder Fist is very powerful! When he practices to the extreme, he can make at most nine sounds. The thunder power it brings is indeed quite large! But that is for a warrior who has just entered martial arts!

Just the special ability of the rock martial soul is enough to increase the strength of the body several times, and it is far from being penetrated by Thunder Jiuming! To be precise, it should be dozens of Thunder Jiuming that cannot be penetrated by even dozens of Thunder Jiuming!

Confidence is so confident! This is the power of martial soul!

"Peng!"

The moment Zheng Song narrowed his eyes, the two fists that had rushed out hit each other firmly, making a very harsh sound.

Many people covered their ears for this.

At that moment, time seemed to stop. None of the two people collided with each other was shocked.

Zheng Song's eyes were even more joyful than before, and he sneered: "Do you feel that your muscles and bones are broken and you don't even have the ability to fly backwards?"

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard a "boom" sound coming from the collision fist. These sounds were louder and louder, and when they reached the end, they turned out to be ten!

No! Not only the tenth sound! There is also the eleventh sound of the thunder!

"Eleventh? The Nine who actually broke through the limit?"

Zheng Song understood the meaning of these sounds, which was obviously emitted by the Thunder Fist!

But what he couldn't understand was that the thunder fist was like thunder. Even if he practiced to the extreme, he could at most nine thunder sounds to increase the strength of the fist. How could he make the tenth explosion? And there was the eleventh thunder?

He vaguely felt that the fist at the collision was a little painful, and the pain slowly spread and finally spread to his entire arm!

His chest felt like he had been beaten with an iron hammer, and it was so painful.

He relaxed his feet and flew backwards for more than ten meters away...
To be continued...