From time to time, there were muffled sounds in the arena.
Neither Ye Chen nor Zhang Yang used weapons and only fought with fists and feet.
Both of them were very fast and fought extremely fiercely.
Zhang Yang is tall and has a wide range of moves. He is very powerful and fierce, like a wild and angry beast, and his attacks are extremely ferocious.
On the other hand, Ye Chen, who was wearing a uniform, was not as good as Zhang Yang and did not dare to confront Zhang Yang head-on. He just used his dexterous movements to continuously dodge Zhang Yang's attacks.
It seemed that Ye Chen was completely suppressed by Zhang Yang and had no room to fight back.
"Ye Chen! You're a little trash, you can only hide, right? Hahaha! I want to see how long you can hide!"
Zhang Yang's long hair danced wildly, his clothes were hunting, and his voice was extremely loud.
Ye Chen said nothing and responded in silence.
Off stage.
"Hey, this Ye Chen is so reckless that he actually challenged Senior Brother Zhang!"
"Senior Brother Zhang is a master ranked among the top 100 in the inner sect rankings. Then Ye Chen is just a stinky handyman. How dare he do that?"
"In my opinion, Ye Chen will be defeated soon!"
"A handyman should have the consciousness of a handyman, but he still dares to slander Senior Brother Zhang. He is really asking for trouble!"
"..."
Many people were talking about it.
The people watching the battle overwhelmingly supported Zhang Yang.
After all, not only are there obvious differences in cultivation between the two, but their identities are also vastly different.
One is an inner disciple with outstanding talent and a promising future, while the other is just a handyman who disappears among the crowd.
"Junior sister, I didn't know that you are a disciple of that peak. My name is Hao Shuai. Nice to meet you." The Wuji Sect disciple who introduced the situation before said to Qiqi with a smile.
Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.
At this time, Lin Qi took a step from the side and stood in front of Qiqi. He put his hands on his hips and looked up at Hao Shuai, saying: "Hey! I'm warning you, if you try to trick my sister, or else, I'll beat you up."
After finishing his words, Lin Qi raised his fist.
Hao Shuai's eyes widened and he was about to say something, but suddenly his body trembled, as if he had seen something terrifying, and sweat instantly started to flow from his forehead.
"Hug, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."
Hao Shuai cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Lin Qi.
After saying that, he quickly left as if escaping.
Lin Qi looked at Hao Shuai's back and snorted coldly.
Just now, he just let out a trace of breath and scared Hao Shuai away.
Even though Lin Qi is young, he has reached the peak level of Nascent Soul and is considered a strong man in the Kunlun Immortal World. How could he offend Hao Shuai, a mere inner disciple.
And to be able to reach the peak level of Nascent Soul at such a young age is enough to show that he has an extraordinary background and a terrifying background.
Hao Shuai is not stupid, and he can analyze the pros and cons thoroughly in an instant.
"Sister, let's go. There's nothing to see. That handyman disciple won't last long." Lin Qi looked back at Qiqi and curled his lips.
Qiqi shook her head, her eyes always falling on Ye Chen, and said: "No, it's not that simple."
"Huh?" Lin Qi was stunned for a moment.
The corners of Qiqi's mouth raised slightly, outlining a faint arc, and whispered: "It's about to be reversed."
Just when Qiqi finished speaking, a reversal happened on the stage!
Ye Chen made a feint and retreated to distance himself from Zhang Yang. Then, his legs were slightly arched, his body's center of gravity sank, his soles firmly grasped the ground, and he clenched his right hand into a fist. The entire fist was enveloped in a burst of earthy yellow light. At the same time,
An extremely strong momentum burst out from his body.
Underfoot, a circle of air waves swept across.
"This is...Collapse Mountain Fist!!!"
"Ye Chen actually learned Collapse Mountain Fist, how is this possible!"
"The practice of Collapsing Mountain Fist is extremely difficult, and the requirements on the physical body are also very high. Even Senior Brother Zhang failed after he tried to practice it. How could Ye Chen learn it."
"..."
Everyone in the audience burst into exclamations.
Collapsing Mountain Fist, in the entire Wuji Sect, is not considered a very advanced and sophisticated martial art.
But from the perspective of an inner disciple, this set of extremely domineering boxing techniques is absolutely extraordinary.
It is infinitely powerful, and it definitely has the power to defeat the weak and fight across levels, but it is difficult to practice. It is regarded as the most difficult martial art to practice by countless inner disciples. Many people have tried it, but they have failed.
Nowadays, among the thousands of inner disciples of Wuji Sect, there are only a few who have successfully practiced Bengshan Fist.
And these people are all geniuses at the top of our list!
But Ye Chen is just a handyman. He wants status but no position, and talent but no talent. How can he successfully practice Collapse Mountain Fist!
No one believes it.
Zhang Yang didn't believe it either.
He waved his hand suddenly and gritted his teeth and said: "How can you, a piece of trash like you, possibly learn the Bengshan Fist! You must be faking it, huh! Look at my Tiger Fist, I will beat you back to your original form!"
After finishing his words, Zhang Yang clenched his fists with both hands and rushed out with a roar.
When he was three meters closer to Ye Chen, he jumped up high, made a fist with his right hand, pulled it back, and then punched out fiercely.
"Roar!"
A tiger roar came.
In front of Zhang Yang's fist, a huge tiger head appeared, with its bloody mouth open and roaring out.
Ye Chen's eyes were focused, and his face was unusually calm.
"Zhang Yang! Today I am going to let you understand, thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river!" Ye Chen's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, and then he punched out, "Collapse Mountain Fist! Give it to me, lie down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent barrier seemed to appear at the edge of Ye Chen's fist.
A punch seems to have a terrifying power that can shatter mountains and crack the earth.
This is the Bengshan Fist.
The power is endless, but it also requires very high physical strength, and practicing and using this boxing method will cause a certain degree of damage to oneself.
Most people really can't grasp it.
If you practice hastily, you will probably do more harm than good.
The reason why Ye Chen was able to practice Collapsing Mountain Fist was because he once had a chance encounter and a drop of mysterious blood essence was fused into his body. His body was extremely strong and could fully withstand the pressure brought by Collapsing Mountain Quan.
Under the gaze of countless spectators, Ye Chen and Zhang Yang's fists collided fiercely.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
Immediately afterwards.
"Crack!"
There was a soft sound, like... the sound of bone cracking!
At the same time, a figure flew out and hit the ring hard, rubbing against the stone slabs of the ring and scratching backwards, creating a ravine in the ring.
"puff!"
The man stopped at the edge of the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became sluggish.
The entire right arm was trembling slightly uncontrollably, and the fist was covered in blood and flesh. It seemed that white bones could still be seen, piercing the skin and flesh, which was extremely horrifying.
"you……"
He put his left hand on the ground and supported his body.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was kicked to the ground by a foot.
"Zhang Yang! You lose!"
Ye Chen stepped on Zhang Yang's chest and looked at him condescendingly.