"This is a bit like the artistic conception of holy martial arts moves. He not only has the consciousness and senses of a martial arts master..."

Another figure said in surprise.

…

how so?

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Linlong's forehead.

From the moment of competition until now, he has finally been clearly at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the confrontation between the two continued until the seventh move.

Xin Wuhen is unbeatable in ten moves.

Could it be that this iron law can never be broken?

Cloud shuttle finger!

Zhao Linlong took a deep breath and finally used his strongest top martial arts.

Tiger Roaring Fist!

Xin Wuhen's face was expressionless, and he actually used a powerful and powerful intermediate boxing technique.

Each of his martial arts has reached a state of perfection, even surpassing the constraints of the original martial arts.

At this moment, Xin Wuhen punched out, the roaring sound was astonishing, and the inner strength of martial arts burst out like a tiger.

Boom!

With one finger and one punch, they shook each other hard, and a powerful wave of air swept across a radius of five to six meters.

Zhao Linlong only felt a pain in his fingers, and felt that the opponent's fist was like an iron ball, containing a terrifying strong force.

Any kind of martial arts that refers to magic, if the power is gathered together, although it is powerful, it is also very dangerous and relatively fragile in terms of protection.

For example, the "Star Pointing Finger" practiced by Zhao Feng is even more dangerous. If there is a slight mistake, the finger may be broken.

Xin Wuhen's punch was powerful and domineering, containing a terrifying power.

Teng!

Zhao Linlong suffered another disadvantage and quickly retreated.

Since the two started fighting, for the first time, one side was losing.

Xin Wuhen pressed forward step by step, using boxing techniques, fingering techniques, palm techniques, footwork...many martial arts, perfecting the realm and integrating them all.

The seventh move...the eighth move...the ninth move...

Zhao Linlong was completely suppressed, with several serious injuries on his body and a loss of strength.

If Zhao Linlong hadn't had the upper hand in cultivation, the few previous encounters would have been enough to cause him severe damage.

finally!

At the tenth move...

"The tenth move!"

Everyone held their breath.

"The clouds soar through the sky!"

Zhao Linlong poured his life's strength and all his martial arts inner strength into that killer finger.

The moment the fingering broke out, it was like a storm, and the roaring sound cut through the night sky, leaving behind a terrifying purple-green rainbow...

What a strong finger!

Many geniuses at the summit were shocked.

Some people who were close to each other had difficulty breathing and were trembling.

"The power of this finger is almost close to my 'Pointing Star Finger'."

In the pavilion, Zhao Feng looked moved.

"interesting."

Xin Wuhen smiled slightly, took a breath, and a condensed inner energy condensed between his arms. The dark gray aura surrounded it like ripple lines... The degree of condensation of that inner energy even exceeded that of Yun Qi Duan warriors.

limit.

Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe it. How did he do it?

"Sweep the storm!"

Xin Wuhen waved his sleeves, and the wind roared like thunder. The rocks beneath his feet peeled off and turned into a ring-shaped dust.

In that one wave, it seemed that the wind and clouds were stirred up and swept across.

This seems to be Xin Wuhen's strongest blow since his appearance!

Bang bang——

The two terrifying martial arts moves clashed together, and the dust and air waves danced wildly, almost forming a small whirlwind.

That moment.

The two people in the center of the field were completely shrouded in dust and smoke, and only two blurry figures standing still could be seen.

All the spectators were astonished.

powerful!

So strong!

One by one, the talented teenagers gasped.

Compared to the peak confrontation between the two, the confrontation between the other geniuses was just a game.

"It's hard to believe that this is a battle at the level of a 'Yun Qi Duan' warrior."

"The final burst of power is probably close to the level of a seventh-level martial arts master..."

Some of the invited distinguished guests at the summit were quite visionary, and among them there were even one or two masters of the seventh level of martial arts.

Phew~

The dust dispersed in the night wind.

Two figures emerged clearly.

Xin Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes were slightly damaged, his hair was messy, and his face was slightly rosy.

Wow!

Zhao Linlong trembled, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

thump!

He was holding one hand on the ground, panting, with fear and unwillingness on his face.

Lost!

Not only did he lose, he also lost on the tenth move.

Ten moves are no match for Xin Wuhen!

Is this an iron rule that cannot be violated?

"How could Brother Linlong lose...it's only ten moves..."

Zhao Qing was a little lost.

For a long time, Zhao Linlong has been his idol, whom he is grateful for and admired.

Not long ago, he even did not hesitate to make a bet with Zhao Feng.

"Lost in ten moves?"

Zhao Feng himself was a little surprised.

He originally made a bet with Zhao Qing that not only would Zhao Linlong lose, but he could not sustain more than twenty moves.
Chapter completed!