However, following Yu Shuo's exclamation, the eyes of Xu Yan, who was sitting next to Yu Shuo, suddenly lit up.
"Haha, Lin Feng, this kid~"
At this moment, Xu Yan exclaimed with joy.
"Xu Yan, I heard that you accepted Lin Feng as your disciple? Xu Yan, this Lin Feng is only at the ninth level of opening the pulse, why do I feel that his power is not much different from Mu Yaqin, who is at the second level of gathering souls?"
"Isn't this what it should be?"
"The Spirit Gathering Realm and the Pulse Opening Realm are very different. There is basically no possibility of cross-level fighting. How did Lin Feng do this?"
At this moment, Xiao Dong, the master of the War Skills Pavilion, was also shocked by Lin Feng. Looking at Xu Yan, Xiao Dong whispered in surprise.
As Xiao Dong finished speaking, in an instant, almost everyone on the entire viewing platform focused on Xu Yan.
Waiting for Xu Yan's reply.
After all, it is definitely a big event that the Pulse Opening Realm can compete with the Spirit Gathering Realm.
However, as everyone looked at him, it was Xu Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.
yes?
How did Lin Feng do it?
At this moment, even Xu Yan was a little confused.
"This, I'm not very clear about this either."
After a slight silence, Xu Yan could only answer truthfully.
"Seven Injury Fist, the second punch~"
However, just when everyone was shocked beyond measure by Lin Feng.
At this moment, Lin Feng shouted loudly, and the second punch of Lin Feng's Seven Injury Fist was launched violently.
At this moment, Lin Feng's second punch of the Seven Injury Fist was as powerful as a rainbow, carrying an unparalleled terrifying power, and smashed towards Mu Yaqin crazily.
During this process, Lin Feng looked at Mu Yaqin who was stunned by him.
At this moment, Lin Feng's lips curved slightly.
Haha, demo, are you scared out of your wits?
I, Lin Feng, with the power of the ninth level of Kai Mai, are naturally no match for you, Mu Yaqin.
But I, Lin Feng, possess a physical strength of one hundred and two thousand kilograms.
The physical strength of one hundred and two thousand kilograms alone is enough to rival a monk at the first level of gathering spirits, and now coupled with the spiritual cultivation of the ninth level of opening pulses.
Mu Yaqin, so what if you are in the second level of gathering souls?
I, Lin Feng, may not be invincible.
Also, you want to compete with me, Lin Feng, in the Seven Injury Fist?
I, Lin Feng, have really mastered the Seven Injury Fist to the seventh level.
Based on my understanding and familiarity with Seven Injury Boxing, Lin Feng.
The power of the Seven Injury Fists he performs is naturally much stronger than yours.
Haha, Mu Yaqin, you are dumbfounded now, who will be even more dumbfounded later?
At this moment, Lin Feng's second punch of the Seven Injury Fist hit Mu Yaqin crazily.
Seeing Mu Yaqin's dumbfounded look, Lin Feng burst out laughing proudly in his heart.
However, on the other side, Mu Yaqin saw that Lin Feng actually launched the attack first.
At this moment, Mu Yaqin's expression turned extremely ugly.
"Lin Feng, I don't believe that you can be stronger than me in the second punch of the Seven Injury Fist."
At this moment, Mu Yaqin let out a low roar.
"Seven Injury Fist, the second punch."
At this moment, Mu Yaqin's second punch of the Seven Injury Fist was released directly.
"Bang~"
The two fists collided together and there was a roar.
With the huge power, the two of them retreated continuously, but Lin Feng still had the upper hand.
"This, this is impossible~"
Regarding this result, Mu Yaqin was completely in disbelief and let out a soft cry.
"Seven Injury Fist, the third punch~"
However, while Mu Yaqin was full of disbelief, Mu Yaqin felt unwilling to accept it.
The third punch of Mu Yaqin's Seven Injury Fist was thrown directly.
On the other side, Lin Feng was not to be outdone.
In the eyes of everyone, Lin Feng also punched for the third time.
However, no matter how unwilling Mu Yaqin was, Lin Feng still had the upper hand with the third punch this time.
"Haha, Lin Feng, you have mastered the third punch, is it possible that you have also mastered the fourth punch?"
"Lin Feng, today I, Mu Yaqin, will show you the fourth punch of the Seven Injury Fist."
The duel of Seven Injury Fist failed repeatedly in Lin Feng's hands. At this moment, Mu Yaqin was already a little crazy.
At this moment, Mu Yaqin looked at Lin Feng and let out a low roar. However, when he talked about the fourth punch, the corner of Mu Yaqin's mouth curled up with confidence.
"Yeah, I wonder if Lin Feng has mastered the fourth punch of the Seven Injury Fist?"
At this moment, in the audience seat, Xiao Dong, who knew that Lin Feng had not been practicing the Seven Injury Fist for a long time, also whispered nervously.
"Seven Injury Fist, the fourth punch~"
However, just when Mu Yaqin came with a punch, she was full of pride.
Lin Feng shouted loudly, and the fourth punch of the Seven Injury Fist was directly released.
"Bang~"
A dull voice sounded, and Mu Yaqin retreated repeatedly, but Lin Feng still had the upper hand.
In the audience seat, at this moment, Yu Shuo looked at the scene in front of him. Yu Shuo, who was still shouting that Lin Feng would definitely lose, suddenly lost his composure.
"What? Lin Feng, that damn bastard, actually also practiced the fourth punch of the Seven Injury Fist?"
At this moment, Yu Shuo looked at Lin Feng, and Yu Shuo's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.
At this moment, Yu Shuo's face turned extremely ugly.
Yu Shuo felt deeply worried again in his heart.
This Lin Feng is clearly only at the ninth level of opening pulses, why does he have such terrifying combat power?
Maybe Yaqin really might lose today.
At this moment, Yu Shuo whispered in his heart very uneasily.
However, on the other side, Zhu Wu, who was also full of doubts, looked at Lin Feng who looked like a god of war.
Zhu Wu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Physical strength. The reason why Lin Feng's combat power is so terrifying is because Lin Feng possesses physical strength that is comparable to the Spirit Gathering Realm."
At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with doubts.
Zhu Wumanshu's excited voice sounded very suddenly.
"What? Physical strength? What kind of human physical strength can be comparable to the spirit gathering realm?"
At this moment, listening to Zhu Wu's words, Xu Yan was not calm anymore.
Xu Yan was in disbelief and asked subconsciously.
"Could it be said that Lin Feng's mental and physical strength has reached one hundred thousand kilograms?"
However, Xu Yan soon thought of a possibility, and then Xu Yan exclaimed again.
"What? One hundred thousand catties?"
Following Xu Yan's exclamation, at this moment, everyone in the spectator seats also reacted.
What is the concept of physical strength of one hundred thousand kilograms?
Is this guy Lin Feng a monster?
And, not only that, Lin Feng’s Seven Injury Fist, which is such a difficult combat skill, has he mastered it to the fourth fist?
At this moment, everyone in the spectator seats looked at Lin Feng.
However, everyone in the spectator seats unanimously exclaimed in their hearts.
However, just when everyone was shocked by Lin Feng's power.
In the eyes of everyone, Lin Feng at this moment waved his fist again and rushed towards Mu Yaqin.
this?
What does Lin Feng want to do?
Lin Feng's actions made everyone feel surprised.
However, at this moment, Lin Feng's lips curved slightly.
"Seven Injury Fist, Fifth Fist~"
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"What? What did Lin Feng say? Did I hear you correctly? The fifth punch of the Seven Injury Fist?"