Seeing Chen Zisong just sit down on the ring and look like he was practicing seriously, Wu Zun was immediately dumbfounded!
Damn it... what are you doing? Now it's a competition between the same disciplines! You guy actually ran to the ring to practice, and what's even more annoying is... this guy didn't say a word from the beginning to the end! What on earth is going on?
Do you despise me? Or do you despise all the inner disciples and elders?
Wu Zun was really angry! For the first time, he discovered that the real insult was not verbal abuse, but this silent ignorance was the most maddening thing. The more Chen Zisong said nothing, the more Wu Zun became
I realized that the ridicule I had just been nagging at Chen Zisong was as ridiculous as a fool.
Wu Zun was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly, and the right palm he raised high was trembling slightly as if he was going crazy. Several times he wanted to beat this hateful guy to death, but he was worried that he would win like this.
He knew that his opponent would be criticized by others, so he could only hold back his anger and warned for the last time: "Get up now, otherwise, don't blame me for slapping you to death!"
After saying that, he waited for a while, but still didn't see any reaction from Chen Zisong. Wu Zun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and looked up at Elder Shi in the stands. When he saw the latter slowly nodding, his eyes lit up, and his heart
Without any further hesitation, he let out a loud roar, then put a little force on the ring with his feet, and his body flew past like an arrow off the string. His right palm, which had already been full of energy, was raised high, Huo Di
A strong wind whipped up, from high to low, and hit Chen Zisong's head hard...
Before the palm arrived, the power brought by the palm wind had already blown the clothes all over Chen Zisong's body. If Chen Zisong's weight was slightly lighter, he would even be blown flat by the palm wind.
Get up in danger!
"Die——"
Wu Zun's hatred for Chen Zisong was extremely strong, so he naturally had no reservations when he struck the palm. He was still a little hesitant in his heart, fearing that if he really beat Chen Zisong to death, Elder Shi would have an impression of him.
The phase change was poor, in that case... he would have ruined his future. However... at that glance just now, he saw something that seemed to be encouragement from Elder Shi's eyes, as if Elder Shi was eager to give in.
He slapped Chen Zisong to death!
Although this conclusion sounds a bit outrageous, Wu Zun understood it this way, so when his palm was about to hit the center of Chen Zisong's head, he suddenly released the last force condensed in his palm.
There was a loud sound of "Boom-", and the palm fell heavily with the speed of a violent storm, but it hit the empty arena floor. However, at the last moment when Wu Zun's palm fell, Chen Zisong,
He rolled backwards and narrowly avoided...
"Bastard!" Wu Zun's full palm strike actually only smashed out a shallow wooden pit on the solid surface of the ring. This made his mood even more violent, like gunpowder igniting at the slightest moment.
He roared again, and turned around in the air like a ghost. He followed Chen Zisong without touching the ground and killed him again...
"Idiot... you will die!"
Seeing that Chen Zisong had already jumped up after a back roll, and his tightly closed eyes were shining with awe-inspiring light again. Wu Zun felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and then he quickly suppressed the inexplicable feeling.
Fear filled his internal organs with feelings of shame and rage, and then there was another violent and powerful force that swept through everything like the wind, and suddenly hit Chen Zisong's chest flatly.
Passed by……….
After experiencing a failure, Wu Zun was already frightened. At this moment, he no longer had any extravagant hopes that his palm could directly turn Chen Zisong into a pulp. If he could push Chen Zisong to the ground with this violent palm force,
Below the ring, he had almost won this battle! And his biggest goal had always been to become a disciple of an elder. As for the grudge between him and Chen Zisong, it would not be until he was done.
After becoming the elder's direct disciple, there will naturally be a day when the old account will be settled...
However, at this moment, Wu Zun suddenly heard a faint sound of thunder, as if it was a dry thunder coming from the distant sky, which made Wu Zun somewhat puzzled about the source of the thunder. But... that thunder
The sound actually progressed at an even more ridiculous speed than Wu Zun imagined. In just an instant, it became louder and stronger.
When Wu Zun's palm was finally about to hit Chen Zisong's chest, Chen Zisong's eyes actually flashed with a faint light of thunder and fire. Among the ripples of thunder and fire, a wave of thunder and fire seemed to be so terrifying that it could destroy the heaven and the earth.
The breath suddenly spurted out with Chen Zisong's seemingly ordinary palm thrust——
"Crack-" There was a muffled sound, like a rolling thunder falling from the sky, hitting Wu Zun's arm that was controlling the strong wind. It felt like someone was using an extra-large hammer to hit a tree.
It seems like the bamboo was smashed down hard, so... the consequences of this hammer falling are naturally self-evident...
Wu Zun let out a howl like a dying beast. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He looked like a rabbit that had been knocked away by a running buffalo, and headed towards the other side of the ring.
He fell sideways and flew out. Originally, Chen Zisong had been forced to retreat to the edge of the ring by him just now, but after this palm, Wu Zun was actually shocked and flew ten meters across the entire ring, dangerously close to the edge of the ring.
Then he almost fell down on the other edge of the arena.
What made Wu Zun even more desperate was that... his entire right arm was broken into at least five or six pieces at that moment. When he endured the severe pain, he tried to lift the injured arm.
At that time, I found that the arm was actually bent into several arcs, and it looked extremely weird...
The power of a palm was so powerful that all the inner disciples, stewards, and elders who were watching the battle were deeply shocked, especially those elders who had been sitting in the stands.
As if they heard a silent command, no matter how far apart they were, there was a tacit understanding at this moment, and they all stood up in the stands in unison!
Of course... the reason why these elders were shocked like this was not because of how powerful Chen Zisong's palm was. After all, although the power of this palm was powerful, it was at best the power of human-level martial arts. But those present
These elders have been promoted to martial arts masters for a long time, and almost everyone has learned one or two earth-level martial arts! Naturally, no one will take human-level martial arts seriously anymore!
But the problem is... the martial arts Chen Zisong performed just now is not a human-level martial arts at all. It seems to be just a low-level martial arts created by a certain elder of Mujiabao's predecessor - Thunder Palm!
A rookie in the martial arts stage can actually use the most rubbish and inferior martial arts to exert power that is not inferior to human-level martial arts. This... makes those elders no longer able to face it calmly!