He swung his fists like rain, and fists shadows continued to condense in front of him. Then he heard the sound of "bang...bang..." breaking through the air continuously. Eighty-one fists shadows condensed in the air and smashed them out suddenly towards Chu Feiyun.
Chu Feiyun was not panicked. Two huge fists flashed quickly in front of him. Finally, eighty-one fist shadows gathered in one place, and Tianlong's right arm burst out violently.
"boom…"
The two of them had eighty-one consecutive strikes of the Xuanlong Fist collided together. Chu Feiyun was shaken back five or six steps, bringing up a piece of dust. Chu Feiyun patted the soil on his body. He just felt a little numb with his right arm, and his chest was slightly shocked and a little painful, but it was not serious.
Tie Hanshuang only took a step back, but his right fist was red and swollen, and there was some blood stasis. After Chu Feiyun broke through to King Wu, the power of the Tianlong Arm was about the same as that of King Wu. It was obvious that this power was still inferior to Tie Hanshuang. However, how tough the Tianlong Arm was, it was no problem to enter the blade with empty hands, let alone against a punch. In this first round of confrontation, Chu Feiyun seemed to be at a disadvantage, but in fact Tie Hanshuang did not take much advantage.
At this time, the remaining twenty-nine students and Tie Hanbing also fought together...
Sixteen male students were arranged in four or four, and a small team formed to face Tie Hanbing against each other. The remaining thirteen girls stood by and watched without stepping forward. These students were also a little nervous at this time, and they didn't know if the boss's method would work.
Tie Hanbing smiled coldly: "Didn't you let all of you go together? Why? You are only a dozen! You are so kind to you! Haha..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's see us beat you down! Brothers..."
Tie Niu roared, and the whole four and four directions attacked Tie Hanbing, with a neat formation and no fault was found.
Of course, Tie Hanbing had no reason to retreat. The fist shadows in front of him danced and also bombarded the team. In his opinion, this was just a sensationalism. Can you win by just standing in a row?
Tieniu, Yang Yi, Wen Jiang, and Lei Ben were all standing in the middle of each row on the left or right. Tieniu was in the first row. Seeing Tie Hanbing waving fists, Tieniu also made a ruthless voice, "Brothers, beat him up!"
I saw the fists of the four students in front of the four four square formation dancing quickly...
Suddenly, countless fist shadows flashed out at the junction between Tie Hanbing and the first row of four people. Because the four people swung their fists at Tie Hanbing at the same time, Tie Hanbing could not completely bombard the 81-combo strikes of the Xuanlong Fist on one person, and could only smash them as soon as they saw the fist.
"puff…"
Tie Niu was in the middle and was directly hit by Tie Hanbing's continuous five or six punches and vomited blood and returned back. The three people in the same row as Tie Niu were also spitting blood by Tie Hanbing's powerful force. However, the four of them did not drag at all. After one blow, they immediately retreated in the gap with the students behind them.
The four Tie Niu had exhausted all their strength in this attack. Tie Niu even made seventy-nine combos, and the remaining students also made more than fifty combos, or more than sixty combos. Although their strength was small, they were all exerting all their strength after all. Tie Hanbing faced the four people at the same time, even if he punched, he would only share more than a dozen punches on each person.
But after all, there is a qualitative gap between the two forces. His fist was just a little numb, while the Tie Niu and the others had already vomited blood and flew away. However, the Tie Niu and the others were prepared for it. After one blow, they retreated desperately. This undoubtedly weakened the power of the Tie Hanbing Xuanlong Fist a lot. Although they were smashed to vomit blood, they had not lost their combat power yet.
While Tie Niu and the other four retreated, Tie Hanbing had not even had enough breath, the four people behind him swung their fists. They also used all their strength, and Lei Benzhong even made an eighty-one combo in the Xuanlong Fist, but Tie Hanshuang was not at all a loss in the Martial King. He fought against four without any disadvantage, and then beat the four people to vomit blood and retreat.
However, the four men led by Yang Yi did not give Tie Hanbing any breath, and then punched each other again, but the four men were still punched in their chests and retreated. However, the last four men led by Wen Jiang rushed over again...
Most of these strengths are only at level eight, and the ninth level borrowed students did not give Tie Hanbing some rest. They fought hard like a mad dog, and then retreated with one blow. When Tie Hanbing wanted to chase, they "four mad dogs" came over. Although the result was that the pupils still spit out blood, when Tie Niu's mouth was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he showed a hideous smile and smashed them with three people in the same row again, Tie Hanbing finally felt something was wrong...
"boom…"
Chu Feiyun and Tie Hanshuang fought again, and Chu Feiyun took five or six steps back, while Tie Hanshuang took a slight step back.
Chu Feiyun looked at Tie Hanshuang with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Tie Hanshuang had been fighting head-on. Although Chu Feiyun was shocked and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Tie Hanshuang's fists had become red and swollen. Just kidding against Tianlong Arm, who is the fist is hard?
Now Chu Feiyun suffered severe internal injuries because his strength was not as strong as Tie Hanshuang, and Tie Hanshuang suffered severe external injuries because his fists were not as hard as Chu Feiyun. Tie Hanshuang secretly estimated that if Chu Feiyun continued like this, even if Chu Feiyun was knocked down by him, his fists would easily be destroyed. Damn it. If he could use his true energy, he would definitely not suffer such a big loss by condensing into fist armor, but this damn rule...
"Boy, you forced me to do this, please look forward to it!"
Tie Hanshuang swung his fist and hit Chu Feiyun, and the shadows of fists kept calling Chu Feiyun everywhere on his upper body. However, every time he punched him, Chu Feiyun would go back and punch at the same time. It hurt. Tie Hanshuang only felt the pain of his fist as if it was torn.
"puff…"
It hurts, Chu Feiyun feels that his internal organs are extremely painful by the huge fist force, and he sprays out another mouthful of blood mist...
"Boy, you lost..."
After eighty-one punches, Tie Hanshuang roared, but his fist still did not stop at all. He knocked down again. It was obvious that Tie Hanshuang had already broken through the peak of the first level of Xuanlong Fist and surpassed the eighty-one combo. He had not shown it before, but now he suddenly attacked.
Li Muchen was happy and sighed inwardly that there was no suspense in this competition. She looked at Tian Wenjing with a proud look on her face, but saw Tian Wenjing with a look of contempt. What's the matter? You lost, and... But when she looked at Chu Feiyun again, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, her face full of incredibleness.
"Not necessarily!"
Chu Feiyun's fists did not stop at all, and he still swung his fists to smash them out fiercely. It was obvious that Chu Feiyun also broke through the peak of the first level of Xuanlong Fist.
"Okay, it depends on which of us has higher attainments..."
Although Tie Hanshuang was a little surprised, he didn't care too much. He could already make 156 combos in the first level of Xuanlong Fist, which was already at the level of pure fire. It was not something that Chu Feiyun, a little ghost who had just learned it for less than two months, could compare with him, but then he became more and more shocked.
Ninety-six combos, one hundred and twenty-one combos, one hundred and forty-five combos... Chu Feiyun still took it, Tie Hanshuang felt like she had seen a ghost. How could this kid practice the first level of Xuanlong Fist to this level? No, this must be his limit... Tie Hanshuang was praying in her heart.
"boom…"
The two of them were still hitting each other, and one hundred and fifty-six combos were already the limit of Tie Hanshuang. He only felt his arms were a little sore and could no longer continue to swing his fists, but at this time.
"Bang..."
Chu Feiyun punched Tie Hanshuang in the chest. That was not the end. Chu Feiyun continued to smash his fists down without a trace of stopping. One hundred and sixty-three combos, one hundred and seventy-two combos, one hundred and eighty-four combos, one hundred and ninety-six combos...
"Bang...bang..."
Chu Feiyun's fist left a series of fist shadows in the air. Tie Hanshuang had no time to fight back, and forty punches were smashed in the same position in her chest...
"puff…"
Tie Hanshuang spewed out a blood mist in the air... and flew backwards...
After one hundred and ninety-six punches, Chu Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Tie Hanshuang lying on the ground.
"He, he actually hit a hundred and ninety-six combo..."
Li Muchen murmured to himself that a student who had just learned Xuanlong Fist for less than two months could actually make a combo of 196.
Tian Wenjing was shocked, Li Muchen was shocked, and everyone present was shocked. Chu Feiyun actually defeated Tie Hanshuang, who had the peak of the Martial King with Xuanlong Fist.
"puff…"
Tie Hanshuang spit out another mouthful of blood, and her chest collapsed slightly, and at least two or three bones were broken.
There was no sound in the entire training ground, and the needles could be heard. The onlookers took a breath. Is this guy still a human? How come he becomes more fierce after a fight...
Chi Ming was also among the crowd. He also heard about Chu Feiyun and Tie Hanshuang's fight in front of the canteen that day, but it was similar to everyone's idea. He believed that Chu Feiyun only relied on the many treasures in his hand to win. But when he saw him today, he completely lost his idea. What a joke, he could only make a hundred and thirty-two combos in the first level of Xuanlong Fist. This kid is simply too perverted.
Lu Yuerou looked at the tall man's resolute face and felt inexplicably tightened in her heart...
"Good fight, haha... I didn't see the wrong person..."
Tian Wenjing's roar broke the calm in the field...
At this time, the battle between the sixteen borrowed students and Tie Hanbing had reached a heightened momentum...
Tie Hanbing finally felt a little overwhelmed by the bombardment of these sixteen students in groups of four.