Lu Zhiming's right fist flashed with dazzling silver light, and the punch hit Ye Tian with thunderous force. The terrifying Yuanli force made a hissing sound in the air, while Ye Tian's punch seemed simple and unpretentious.
Blocked Lu Zhiming's fist in the air.
boom!
Lu Zhiming's body suddenly stagnated, and his eyes exuded a look of extreme surprise. He never thought that the other party had such a powerful power despite not having Yuanli.
Kick, kick, kick!
Lu Zhiming took three steps back in a row, and the silver light on his right fist also dimmed a lot. This punch had roughly doubled its power, but unexpectedly it still failed.
Ye Tian's body only swayed slightly. Due to the external force that Ye Tian had cultivated all over his body, after using the force-removing trick taught by Wu Chi, he released about one-third of the opponent's fist force into the void.
"The 'Release Force Fist' created by me is a unique secret technique for dealing with Yuanli people. I didn't expect Ye Tian to have mastered it to such an extent. This understanding is really too fast."
Wu Chi was quite shocked. He also taught this 'force-relieving fist' to other disciples. Among them, the disciple with the strongest understanding had to practice hard for a month to reach Ye Tian's level of force-relieving.
The worst thing was that it took him a full year to be able to compare with Ye Tian's 'Removing Force Fist'.
In full view of everyone, Lu Zhiming was knocked back three steps. This made him furious, as if he had been humiliated. You must know that the person opposite him was a waste with no power, and he was no older than himself. If he couldn't even defeat him,
, how can he be called the genius boy of Qingluo Village?
"Trash, I finally tested your power. Hehe! If you only have this kind of strength, you will never be my opponent."
Lu Zhiming spoke loudly, clenching his fists, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. Just now, he didn't take Ye Tian seriously as his opponent, so he didn't try his best. But this time, Lu Zhiming didn't want to hold anything back anymore.
, three different colors of Yuan Power suddenly flashed on the fist.
"This is what the master calls the superposition of three yuan powers. Each superposition of yuan powers can increase one-third of the strength. When the three yuan powers are superimposed, the power is almost doubled."
Ye Tian was secretly shocked, but he didn't have any Yuan Power. Otherwise, he could use the superposition of Yuan Power to increase his strength.
Lu Zhiming underestimated the enemy too much. At this time, in addition to using the three-yuan force to superimpose, he no longer retained the strength of the late Wuzong. He suddenly exuded a fierce aura, which doubled Ye Tian's pressure, and he had a solemn look on his face.
"Try to punch me again."
Lu Zhiming sneered and attacked. Before he could use this punch, the three-color energy was already approaching Ye Tian's body. Ye Tian could only grit his teeth and attack, fighting Lu Zhiming head-on with his strong fighting spirit.
For those who practice external force, head-on confrontation is the most advantageous way of fighting. Ye Tian did not use the 'unloading fist' this time, but used the most common boxing method, the 'gravel fist'. When his right hand and Lu Zhiming's fist
After the contact, he suddenly felt an irresistible force surge into his fist.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After Lu Zhiming punched out, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. This time, he finally knocked Ye Tian away easily. Ye Tian's body retreated more than ten feet. If it weren't for the strong fence around him, he would have been knocked down by this punch.
Arena.
"He should have the cultivation level of the late Wuzong. After using the three-dimensional force superposition technique, his strength exceeded 20,000 kilograms. My cultivation level is at least one level weaker than his."
Ye Tian finally managed to stand upright, but there was a heartbreaking pain in his right fist. Two fingers had been deformed by the opponent's force just now, and blood boiled in his chest, and bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph! This loser has actually reached the middle stage of Wu Zong's cultivation. He wants to defeat Zhiming. He is just daydreaming."
Xu Gongfeng sneered in his heart.
"Trash, to tell you the truth, I have reached the late stage of Wuzong, and you can't be my opponent at all. Why don't I give you a chance to kill yourself! Hehe!"
Lu Zhiming shook his fist easily and looked at Ye Tian as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Lu Zhiming, it's too early for you to be complacent. The outcome is still unclear between you and me, and I will never give up easily. Either you die today or I die."
Ye Tian said word by word, exuding a courageous aura. As Ye Tian stepped forward step by step, Lu Zhiming couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, guessing that he would need three punches to kill Ye Tian.
"Humph! There's no way I can lose to you, you're a waste, I'll always be a waste."
Lu Zhiming smiled and said, but most people in Qingluo Village no longer regard Ye Tian as the trash he used to be. After all, he is not old and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Wuzong. With such strength,
Even among the young men with Yuan Power, he is still the best.
"Ye Tian, defeat him!"
Fang Manzi roared loudly. As he roared, many people began to roar in support of Ye Tian. This was beyond their expectation. Lu Zhiming never expected that there would be people supporting Ye Tian.
Waste, this made Lu Zhiming angry and angry.
"It turns out that strength is the most important thing. As long as I defeat Lu Zhiming, I will no longer be Qingluo Village's waste."
Ye Tian secretly thought in his heart, becoming more and more eager to defeat Lu Zhiming in front of him.
"You can be destroyed in three moves!"
Lu Zhiming said coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and attacked Ye Tian with the force of his three-yuan fist and thunderous force.