Chapter 19 The Demon Bull Fist is the best in the world!
Bang bang bang...
The two figures on the ring were going back and forth, their energy venting, causing a deep muffled sound.
With the previous lessons, Yang Jue was much smarter when facing Xia Ying. He did not go head-to-head with Xia Ying, but fought around the ring.
However, the strength gap between the two sides was too great. After more than a dozen moves, Yang Jue was accidentally forced into a blind corner by Xia Ying and fell off the stage.
Returning to the corridor, Yang Jue lowered his voice and said to Chu Fan sitting next to him: "Be careful, Xia Ying's strength is close to that of a grandmaster!"
Chu Fan nodded solemnly.
After these few games, he had already seen that Xia Ying was obviously better than the others and was only one step away from reaching the master level in the world of Daqian.
After a while, the eunuch announced: "Cheng Hu versus Niu Wanjin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Hu, who was in the corridor opposite, jumped up and landed firmly on the stage.
Chu Fan observed Cheng Hu carefully, then raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and entered the ring.
"I heard that with your Demon Ox Fist, no matter who you fight, you can win with one move?" Cheng Hu said while slowly accumulating energy: "Why don't we compare whose fist is stronger!"
"good!"
Chu Fan nodded.
Yang Jue in the audience slapped his thigh: "Oh no!"
Song Xin, who had lost to Cheng Hu before, shook his head and sighed.
Obviously, by now they all know that Cheng Hu is not only born with supernatural power and excellent boxing skills, but also masters a secret technique that can accumulate energy and increase strength.
If he and Cheng Hu stand still and fight, even if the master comes, he won't be able to take advantage.
At this time, Cheng Hu on the stage looked at Chu Fan with amusement in his eyes. He saw his fists tucked under his ribs, and the muscles in his body gradually swelled. In a few breaths, the whole person seemed to have grown bigger, and the energy lingering around him It even brought up cyclones that were visible to the naked eye.
"Hiss... so strong!"
"Is this his true strength?"
"As expected of a disciple of Lao Miao Zhu!"
The ministers in the corridor were moved when they saw this scene.
Xia Ying, who was sitting upright, also narrowed her eyes, with a look of solemnity on her face.
Whoa...
When his energy reached its peak, Cheng Hu didn't waste any time and took action decisively. With the roar of the wind, he pounced on Chu Fan like a tiger descending a mountain.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the stage.
Even the emperor, who had always been a little absent-minded in his seat, became slightly interested and leaned forward.
But at this moment, Chu Fan stepped aside and narrowly avoided Cheng Hu's attack.
Whoosh...
The force of the punch struck the air like a gust of wind, hitting the corridor below the stage.
Even though they were more than ten meters apart, the ministers in the corridor felt the strong force of the punch, which made their faces hurt and they were extremely frightened.
On the arena.
With his face flushed and out of breath, Cheng Hu turned around and glared at Chu Fan: "You..."
Chu Fan smiled: "Sorry, I wasn't ready just now. How about we do it again?"
Cheng Hu's chest was rising and falling violently like a bellows. It was obvious that the blow just now had a heavy burden on his body, but his eyes were staring at Chu Fan like knives, and he said every word: "Don't you dare to fight?"
Chu Fan observed Cheng Hu's condition again, and then waved to him: "Come on, the Demon Ox Fist is fearless, the best in the world!"
Yang Jue in the corridor was stunned: "Is Niu Wanjin crazy? Who dares to fight with Cheng Hu's punch just now?"
The young Marquis Xia Ying stood up slowly, his eyes burning like a torch.
The ministers were all interested and wanted to witness this peak showdown between fists.
Cheng Hu put his fists under his ribs again, his muscles bulging and his energy lingering.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that unlike before, the muscles in some parts of his body are trembling slightly, and the energy lingering around his body is also a bit messy.
"Tiger roaring in the forest!"
"The Demonic Bull Rushes to the Top!"
Neither of the two people who were gathering strength had any unnecessary nonsense. At the moment when their momentum reached its peak, they took action decisively!
boom...
A deafening roar exploded on the ring.
Immediately afterwards, the two parties who collided were knocked out by each other's punches.
Stamping and glaring... Chu Fan took seven steps back, causing a crack in the white jade-like arena before he managed to stabilize his figure.
However, Cheng Hu retreated all the way. He was knocked off the ring and could not stabilize his figure. It was not until two guards stepped forward to help him that he stopped when he was about to hit the corridor.
Chu Fan on the stage shook his swollen and painful arms, and then hugged his fists towards Cheng Hu, who was breathing unevenly and with dull eyes in the audience: "I agree!"
After returning to his seat, Chu Fan looked calm.
Yang Jue, who was beside him, opened his mouth several times and finally couldn't help but ask: "Is the Demon Cow Fist so powerful?"
Chu Fan smiled slightly: "Demon Ox Fist is the best in the world!"
The ministers in the corridor had different expressions upon hearing this, while the young Marquis Xia Ying opposite had a look of surprise and was no longer as calm as before.
Not far away, the defeated Cheng Hu not only looked pale, but also seemed to be a little weak and needed the help of his guards to stand firm.
And he, like Lawrence Lu who lost the competition before, kept mumbling: "How is this possible! How is this possible!"
Just like Lu Guanjie, Chu Fan also gave Cheng Hu some medicine.
However, he still did not poison him, but instead took some 'Qi Gathering Powder'. This medicine itself is an auxiliary medicine for accumulating strength and gathering Qi, allowing warriors to unleash their full potential in critical moments.
If a warrior understands the medicinal properties of 'Ji Qi Powder', such as Chu Fan, the medicinal properties of 'Ji Qi Powder' can sustain a battle.
However, if one does not understand the medicinal properties of ‘Ji Qi Powder’ and frequently accumulates energy after taking ‘Ji Qi Powder’, the warrior’s physical strength will be exhausted in advance, as was the case with Cheng Hu.
In fact, in the previous match against Song Xin, Cheng Hu had already wasted a lot of energy just to defeat the enemy with one move.
After that, Chu Fan cleverly avoided Cheng Hu's full blow, once again consuming a lot of Cheng Hu's physical strength.
Therefore, during the actual fist fight, Cheng Hu still looked powerful, but in reality, he was at the end of his strength, so he was defeated by Chu Fan.
Of course, the most critical reason for this is that Cheng Hu's foundation is not strong and many acupuncture points throughout his body are not penetrated.
If a disciple from the Zhenwu Sect with seven or eight orifices were to come, even if his physical strength was exhausted, he could knock Chu Fan away with one punch.
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In the Imperial Palace, Qifeng Hall.
A female official hurriedly entered the main hall and reported to the girl who was playing the piano: "Your Highness, there is news from the school field that the competition has reached the last round!"
The girl still played the piano: "Why are you panicking?"
The female officer took a breath and regained her composure, but just when she was about to speak and continue reporting, a strange look suddenly appeared on her face, and she whispered: "Your Highness, your note... seems to have been played wrong!"
"Is there...is there any?"
The girl immediately pressed the strings, a trace of panic flashed across her face.
The female officer saw this and smiled: "Maybe I heard wrong."
