Chapter 19 The Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt
"Brush! Brush!"
The warrior standing on the platform of grudges had his hair blown by the incoming air waves, and his face was filled with horror.
Elder Wei's punch was terrifying!
Even if there is a heavy boulder placed on the stage, it can be smashed!
At that moment, they all secretly judged that the leader of the Iron Bone Sect would definitely be in danger if he suffered such an explosive punch!
He even looked down the stage, searching for the bodies that should have been shot away.
Um?
No one?
Could it be that Master Jun was not beaten away, but died directly on the stage?
"brush!"
"brush!"
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the Grievance Platform.
really.
They caught Jun Changxiao's figure for the first time, but then he gradually opened his mouth and his eyes flickered in disbelief.
"this……"
Li Qingyang's expression was also dull.
What did you see that caused such an exaggerated expression?
I saw Jun Changxiao standing on the stage without moving at all. His exposed palms, neck, and even his entire face were all bronze-yellow, just like a cast bronze statue!
"Why did his skin color change?"
"Is this a martial skill?"
"I've never heard of martial arts that change skin color!"
This is not the point.
The point is, Elder Wei stood in front of him, with his right fist close to Jun Changxiao's chest, and it was obvious that he hit it accurately!
A force strong enough to crush thousands of kilograms of rocks hit him, but why didn't he move at all? Why did he keep the disapproving smile he had before?
The warriors from all factions were stunned.
They had thought about the scene of Jun Changxiao being knocked away and killed, but they never imagined that he would resist a punch and stand as steady as a rock!
Wei Yinu didn't expect that when he concentrated the power of his anger and blasted him, he didn't even take a small step back!
"you……"
He still maintained the bombardment state and exclaimed in surprise: "...What kind of martial arts is this!"
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "Iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover."
"Golden bell and iron shirt?"
"What kind of martial arts is this? Why have I never heard of it?"
"The name is a bit strange, it shouldn't be our Qingyang County's martial arts!"
Not only Qingyang County, but also the entire Starfall Continent does not have this kind of martial arts, because it is a Kung Fu of the Earth's Huaxia Kingdom.
Could it be that Jun Changxiao was once a disciple of the Lian family?
He is shit!
We are just ordinary people on earth. Not to mention knowing Kung Fu, we lack exercise all year round. Even running laps around the playground can make us exhausted!
Then this iron shirt with golden bell cover...
"What a risk, what a risk!"
Jun Changxiao stood calmly and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I have the talisman to withstand beatings, otherwise I would have been seriously injured even if I didn't die!"
It turned out that when Wei Yi came in anger, he crushed the beating resistance talisman given in the novice gift package in time.
The moment he crushed it, Jun Changxiao's skin color changed and his muscles became hard, just like an iron wall!
At that time, he was also betting that a pill with a contribution value of 1 point would have incredible effects, and the spells given in the novice gift pack would definitely not be weak!
The bet was right.
The Talisman of Resistance to Beating is very strong, super strong!
"I said."
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "Did you not eat and you were so weak when you were hit with a punch?"
The talisman of resistance to beating lasts for 60 minutes. Jun Changxiao needs to use the remaining 59 minutes and 30 seconds to show off!
"hateful!"
Wei Yi took dozens of steps back in anger, retreated to the edge of the stage, and immediately sprinted towards him!
"call!"
The right fist was swung out again, carrying air waves visible to the naked eye!
"here we go again!"
"Stronger than last time!"
"Master Jun is motionless, do you still want to resist?!"
"Are you so confident!"
"boom--"
Wei Yi's angry, powerful and heavy iron fist hit Jun Changxiao's abdomen, causing weak energy ripples.
What's the result?
Master Jun is still standing there, motionless!
He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "Elder Wei, you should try harder. If you continue to fight like this, you will only waste my time!"
"Ah!"
Wei Yinu was going crazy.
He didn't care about gathering momentum and accelerating, and directly punched him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In a short period of time, Jun Changxiao was greeted several times on his chest, abdomen, and shoulders, but he always stood there with a disapproving smile on his face.
At that moment, the picture that appeared in the vision of the warriors from all sects was that Master Jun was like a wooden stake, allowing Elder Wei to bombard him again and again!
Wooden pile?
That thing was hit hard, but it still had some reaction!
Where is Jun Changxiao? No matter how Wei Yinuo bombarded him, he remained as stable as a rock.
Not a wooden stake.
It’s a wall of copper and iron!
"It's terrible!"
"What a powerful defensive martial skill this is!"
"King Kong Iron Cloth Shirt! If you encounter it in the future, no matter how much it costs, you must sell it!"
Everyone admired the martial arts skills that Jun Changxiao casually mentioned.
Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder the leader dared to accept the challenge from the elders of Lingquan Sect. It turned out that he had practiced such powerful defensive martial arts!
…
"boom!"
"boom!"
Wei Yi angrily punched dozens more, and finally stopped out of breath.
This kind of uncontrolled bombardment consumes the most spiritual power.
"how?"
Jun Changxiao said disdainfully: "Are you tired from the beating?"
"What a...hateful guy..." Wei Yinu clenched his fist tightly, his eyeballs were bloodshot.
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "If you don't have the strength, don't challenge me in front of me. Otherwise, you will only be embarrassed in public."
Wei Yi was so angry that his teeth trembled. Suddenly, he retracted his fist, took a few steps back, held his face with one hand, and laughed "hahaha".
"What's wrong?"
"Elder Wei won't be mad, right?"
Everyone was talking in low voices.
Suddenly, Wei Yinu stopped laughing and said with a ferocious expression: "Boy, you should feel honored to be able to force me to use my trump card, even if you die."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "True card?"
"brush!"
Wei Yinu stepped forward with his feet, slightly bent his bow, put his hands in front of his abdomen, and made a movement similar to a horse stance.
"Hoo ho!"
Two energy groups appeared strangely, gathered in the palms of both hands, and began to continuously absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding world!
"I'm going!"
When Jun Changxiao saw this, he secretly said: "Isn't it the Turtle School Qigong?"
Li Qingyang said solemnly: "This is the unique martial art of the Shengquan Sect, called the Glorious Wanjun Brilliant Gold and Stone Fist!"
Jun Changxiao almost fell to the ground.
It’s just a martial arts skill. To have such a long name is really a talent!
And my second disciple, he said it in one breath without pausing, he is also a great talent!
Complaints are complaints.
There was solemnity on Jun Chang's smiling face. After all, the two energy groups that gathered spiritual energy were emitting more and more powerful energy!
"This light..."
Li Qingyang forgot the name of the martial skill and paused for a moment and said: "Wanshi Fist, it seems to be an ordinary mid-level martial skill."
Each level of martial arts mental skills will be subdivided into three small levels, namely-beginner level, intermediate level, and advanced level.
Although the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword is only a low-level first-level sword, if the ninth style is used, its power level can reach the first-level mortal level!
Since Starfall Continent has detailed divisions in martial arts, it definitely represents quality. The higher the level, the more powerful the martial arts.
"No!"
"Ordinary intermediate martial arts?!"
"This is priceless in Qingyang City!"
"As expected of a disciple from the Shengquan Sect, he has actually practiced such powerful martial arts!"
In the midst of everyone's envious exclamations, Wei Yinuo had already prepared his fists to the extreme, and the two energy groups shone with dazzling light!
"Hoo ho!"
A strong wind rises on the platform of grievances!
"Oh My God!"
"What a strong momentum!"
"Is this an ordinary intermediate martial art?"
The warriors from all sects held their breath, their eyes filled with horror.
"Boy!"
Wei Yi shouted angrily: "Suffer death..."
Jun Changxiao took out a wooden comb, combed his scattered hair and said, "My hair is all messed up, it's very annoying."
"Plop!"
All the warriors fell down.
Elder Wei showed his trump card, creating a roaring force. He didn't care about his own safety, but he actually cared about his hair style!!