The crowd was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into shocking cheers.｜][x].
"These two guys!"
Under the ring, many of the elite candidates who made it to the final list of twenty people couldn't help but twitch from the corner of their eyes. The strength shown by these two people before was already strong enough, but they didn't expect that both of them actually hid their strength, and not just a little bit.
"Zhou Qun, kill him, kill him! You loser, if you disappoint me, I will kill you!..."
Shi Qing's eyes were red in the audience, and he was roaring madly and anxiously, not even paying attention to Shi Zhongye's warning.
"boom!"
In just a short period of time, the group on the stage launched another attack. There was no gap at all, and the distance of several feet seemed to be completely non-existent.
Boom! There was just a loud noise, the sky darkened, the air collapsed, and a large fist struck heavily at the Baihui point on Yang Ji's head. The power was three points stronger than before.
"Buzz!"
Zhou Qun punched quickly, and Yang Ji punched even faster. A flash of lightning was seen in the void, and Yang Ji immediately intercepted Zhou Qun's attack with a punch.
The two fists met, and a metallic sound erupted. There was a crunching sound, and the huge fine iron ring shook violently, as if it was about to lose its balance due to the force of the two fists.
"Okay! Such punching power is really amazing!"
"Come on! Defeat him!"
"I really wish I was the one on stage!"
…
Everyone was excited by the battle between Yang Ji and Zhou Qun, and their whole bodies were hot. They had the urge to get on the stage and fight like them for days and nights.
There are no tricks, fist-to-bone fighting can inspire people's primitive wildness far more than skillful fighting. I don't know how many people have been immersed in it, and it seems as if they are themselves on the stage.
Boom boom boom!
Amidst the roaring cheers, the two punched each other faster and harder than the other. Even Bai Julu and Cao Dian had to admit that these two people did have their own merits.
"about there!"
The wind was so powerful that Yang Ji's eyes shone brightly. After fighting Zhou Qun for dozens of punches, Yang Ji had almost felt his limit.
Zhou Qun's most powerful thing is probably this kind of instant fist and instant step. It seems repetitive and simple, but in fact, with the addition of heavy and incredible boxing techniques, it is far beyond any other martial arts.
"...The blood energy in the body is continuously superimposed using special techniques, and then bursts out violently, in order to achieve a power far beyond the normal level. This technique is really amazing!"
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
He has been constantly observing and analyzing Zhou Qun's strange fighting skills. In terms of true strength, Zhou Qun is not that exaggerated, but his unique power-generating skills make normal strength evaluation standards useless to him.
Even Yang Ji had to admit that this kind of fighting skill was quite brilliant, even far beyond the level of Xiao Zhoutian at the fifth level of martial arts.
"It's just a pity. He doesn't seem to have learned it completely. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would be a different situation."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Although he does not know the specific content of this technique, under normal circumstances, the power will increase by one point for each circle of blood accumulated. Theoretically, the power of this advanced combat technique can be twice as powerful as one's own level.
Twice... or even higher.
But Zhou Qun obviously hasn't reached this level yet.
Or to be more precise, at Xiao Zhoutian's level of the fifth level of martial arts, he does not yet have the conditions to perform such a terrifying power-generating technique.
Yang Ji's mind was filled with thoughts. He quickly launched a decisive counterattack.
"Baxia crosses the sea!"
Amidst the neighing sound, a huge underlord shook its head and tail, and appeared in the void behind Yang Ji. The overlord appeared, and Yang Ji's originally powerful aura increased by three points.
"boom!"
Zhou Qun was expressionless. His two fists blocked Yang Ji's attack as before. But this time, Yang Ji's fists were a little different.
There was a bang, and the moment Zhou Qun raised his fist to block it, Yang Ji's fist suddenly increased in speed by three points under impossible circumstances.
Zhou Qun's expression changed, and a hint of surprise flashed across his expressionless face. He was about to change his moves to block, but it was already too late. In a flash of light, Yang Ji's iron fist had passed through the gap between Zhou Qun's fists, and struck hard.
The blow hit him on the shoulder.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and in front of everyone's shocked eyes, Zhou Qun's body flew through the void and hit the fine iron pillar at the edge of the ring, causing a roar of steel.
"ah!"
Everyone around was exclaiming. The two men were fighting inextricably at first, but no one expected that such a shocking reversal would happen so quickly.
"Fist comes first!"
There was a low cry from the sidelines. He had been watching this match with an indifferent and aloof attitude. But when Yang Ji threw that punch, even Bai Julu couldn't help but change his expression slightly.
"How could he, a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, learn such superb martial arts?!"
Bai Julu was shocked.
"Fist comes first" is a powerful fighting skill, which is an advanced ability after "Unity of Fist and Intention", and requires Sutra to be practiced.
This kind of sutra painting is very rare in martial arts. It is extremely rare and does not even exist in major sects.
The second reason is that it is rare. Even if one obtains the sutra "Fist comes first", there are very few people who can successfully practice in this realm.
Even in Mount Paektu, which is known as the Holy Land of Martial Arts, there are only a handful of people at this level who can understand the secret of "Fist comes first"!
Compared to the shock and shock of others, Ouyang Zizhi was simple.
"Brother Yang, come on, come on!"
Ouyang Zushi waved his arms vigorously, his face flushed with excitement:
"Senior Brother Chen, have you seen this? I told you that Senior Brother Yang will definitely win. He will definitely pass the examination as a martial arts scholar."
"Haha, that's right."
Chen Zhu smiled and nodded. Seeing this scene, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how strong Zhou Qun was, at least Yang Ji had the strength to match him.
"it's over."
On the ring, a thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then he looked at Zhou Qun opposite:
"Brother Zhou, I'm offended!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ji did not hesitate to use the second move of Ba Xia to bear the sky. Boom! Many phantoms of the ocean appeared in the void, and Yang Ji instantly crossed the void. His palms were like Ba Xia's infinitely powerful giant.
The tail was struck hard towards Zhou Qun's head.
The power of this punch was even more terrifying than before.
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Qun's mouth was bleeding, and he took a quick step to avoid the attack, and instantly appeared in another place on the ring that was very far away.
"useless!"
Zhou Qun was fast, and Yang Ji was even faster. At the same time that Zhou Qun was using his "Shunpo", Yang Ji came out of Zhou Qun's side almost at the same time.
"ah!"
There was a burst of exclamation when Yang Ji performed this move, and even the general Wang Tai in the stands could not help but raise his eyebrows.
"Boom!"
It was too late, but it was soon. Yang Ji's fist flashed with fire, and the raging fire of the demon, combined with the power of Baxia's Futian Fist, struck down hard. The majestic power even hit the ring directly.
A group of candidates could not help but turn pale with shock and subconsciously stepped back.
Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Zhou Qun had no choice but to deal with it head on.
"boom!"
The blood was burning, and Zhou Qun's strength was burned by Yang Ji's flame demon fire by 30% in an instant. The remaining power could not stop Yang Ji at all. With a bang, Zhou Qun was knocked away again.
Boom!
The steel shook. Zhou Qun stepped out with one foot and stepped hard on the fine iron floor. Before he could stand firm, he felt a sharp look behind him.
Zhou Qun lost to Yang Ji again and again. Yang Xuanlan finally felt slightly unhappy. Just at this glance, Zhou Qun's face immediately turned pale.
"Whether it's for Master or myself, I must win this round!"
To be continued...