The children who followed the adults in the audience to play were all stunned.

How can this be the power that humans can emit?

Every step Zhang Qingyan stepped down, the stone platform watered with cement came out, and the sound of "dongdong" sounded, as if it was shaken. Han Yang pushed out with a punch, and the air roared, as if it was torn apart.

Their punches and kicks, and the power contained on them makes people unsurprising that even a big tree can be broken in the waist. It completely exceeds their understanding of the word "master". They were so scared that their faces were pale and silent.

Is this still a human?

'boom!'

Zhang Qingyan took a step forward, and during this period, he used nine punches, with the force of the fists overlapping and the strong wind shaking.

Everyone's pupils shrank, and they saw that there were cracks appearing in the cement floor where Zhang Qingyan stepped on, spreading around.

The ancient Muay Thai technique is thunder and fierce, and it emphasizes one blow to kill.

Han Yang kept retreating, his face was solemn, and his arms were sore.

It was as if he had fought with the iron man who was poured out of steel juice, his eyes were filled with thick horror, and he exclaimed in his mouth: "Zhang Qingyan, have you entered the middle stage of the mercy?"

Enter the country with punches.

Strong and domineering!

During the conversation, Zhang Qingyan took five steps and dozens of punches. He defeated Han Yang in just ten steps, and only four steps were left.

Han Yang had already fallen in momentum, and he also took five steps back, and a trace of bright red blood on the corner of his mouth slowly overflowed.

There were storm waves in his eyes.

A trace of regret has arisen at this moment.

"Han Yang, just by your peak in the inner realm, you are already proud to be able to stand in front of me until now. Remember, Zhang Qingyan, the one who defeated you!"

Zhang Qingyan's aura was as swaying as a tiger, his internal strength was shaken, and his punch and palm were full of tearing sounds.

Even if an ordinary person takes a punch, he will instantly be smashed into his sternum and shatter his heart and die.

What kind of underground black boxing masters, mixed martial arts fighting, Brazilian battle dance, sitting under the stage, hunching his neck, holding his breath, and not even daring to say a word.

I was afraid that Zhang Qingyan would notice anything he made.

As for taekwondo, judo, etc., the fancy moves that focus on performance are not even qualified to mention them.

Several young strong men who were ready to go on stage to challenge Zhang Qingyan smiled bitterly, shook their heads quickly, and wiped out their thoughts.

"I dare not mess with you, this will kill you."

Everyone roared in their hearts.

Baji Dark Power!

Han Yang's hair stood up, his pores closed, and his face turned red instantly.

The blood in the body flows several times more than usual, the heartbeats are violently accelerating, and the internal strength of the body gathers between the fingers and palms. The sweat holes open and close, and the force is like a needle, like mercury tilting, and it all bursts out.

"Baji Dark Power?" Zhang Qingyan sneered.

He punched.

The internal force on the back of the fist fluttered, instantly tearing apart the vast dark force erupting from Han Yang's palm.

Zhang Qingyan shook his head disdainfully: "Bajiquan is very good, but unfortunately the person who uses Bajiquan is too weak. If your Bajiquan teacher personally took the stage, he could still fight me."

Han Yang's face was confused.

It seemed that all the confidence and the arrogance deep in my heart were crushed by Zhang Qingyan today.

He is too strong!

Among the younger generation, almost invincible!

You should know that in the megacities like Chuzhou where martial arts alliances gather, even though there are many warriors, most young people are wandering between the inner world.

Most of them just just touched the threshold of the inner world.

If you can enter the inner world, there will be no one in a hundred.

If you want to achieve a profound state of both body and spirit and unity of inside and outside, looking at the entire Chuzhou, there is only a few things that are worth two.

Among them, they were all in their forties and fifties, and they barely entered this level.

Zhang Qingyan was young and entered the middle stage of the marriage. At today's Wu League internal exchange meeting on the small island in the heart of the lake, the bright light shone brightly, and the eyes of everyone.

'Bang!'

Zhang Qingyan punched Han Yang's crossed arms and hit his chest.

A large area of ​​blood was sprayed, and Han Yang's sternum suddenly broke several pieces, and he stumbled and retreated.

"It's still too weak!"

Zhang Qingyan shook his head contemptuously.

Han Yang roared in his mouth, posing in a collision posture, and his internal energy turned wildly, like a rushing towards Zhang Qingyan.

Many people in the audience recognized them immediately.

He shouted: "Han Yang is going to fight to the death of Bajiquan!"

Zhang Qingyan didn't even avoid it, and stood there lightly, even with his hands behind his back amid the uproars below the audience.

"How dare you do this?"

Han Yang was humiliated today, his eyes were so angry that he mobilized his internal strength and sacrificed his life.

When Han Yang rushed into Zhang Qingyan's ten steps.

Zhang Qingyan moved.

He took a sudden step forward, colliding with Han Yang with his left shoulder, and an instant thunderous sound broke out.

'boom!'

The rich men who were closest to the ring only felt that they were shocked and their eardrums hurt.

'puff!'

Han Yang swirled and flew backwards in countless complex sights, and large pieces of blood were scattered along the way, which was shocking.

He flew more than ten meters away and then landed on the ground. He rolled several times in a row, fell into a coma due to serious injuries and was defeated in a mess.

Han Yang was defeated.

At this point, Zhang Qingyan just took the tenth step!

There was silence under the stage.

Zhang Qingyan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his face was full of arrogant, as if many young masters under the stage were not in his eyes.

"Chuzhou, Jiangbei, has the most prosperous martial arts trend since ancient times. I didn't expect that today is just a few big cats and kittens, which is simply the biggest joke in the world."

Zhang Qingyan spoke lightly.

His martial arts skills and physical combat experience were all tempered by his life and death struggles when he traced back to the four-armed Arhat in South Asia.

When Zhang Qingyan was eighteen years old, on the night of his adult life, he was thrown by a four-armed arhat in front of a crazy elephant.

Finally, he killed the elephant with bare hands and bare hands, and survived the wounds and walked out of that place.

"Zhang Qingyan, do you think you are invincible in the world?"

"Hmph, I don't know how many people are better than you."

Many younger generations showed anger.

They stood up one after another, looked towards Nie Shaoqing, and said in awe: "Please Mr. Nie!"

"Please Mr. Nie!"

"Please Mr. Nie!"

Exciting and surging voices echoed in everyone's ears.

I saw a young man with a handsome and tall figure in the audience slowly opened his eyes and got up and walked towards the boxing ring.

All eyes gathered on him in an instant.

Zhang Qingyan raised his head gently and said calmly: "Nie Shaoqing, I know that you are of great martial arts. Even if I fight those people continuously today, I can still be an enemy of you!"

At this time, Nie Shaoqing had already climbed to the platform without saying a word.

His eyes were casually sweeping Nie Shaoqing.

Talked lightly:

"Zhang Qingyan."

"I won't take advantage of you, I can give you a half hour rest before calling."

He reached out and popped up a green pill and fell straight into Zhang Qingyan's hand.

"This pill can restore your physical strength and internal strength within half an hour."

In full view of everyone.

Zhang Qingyan looked down at the elixir in his palm, and then stretched out his finger to crush it.

He didn't say a word, but he sneered.
Chapter completed!