Chen Xingran felt the powerful pressure emitted from Wu Jue Ye's body. He knew that this punch was never simple, and he also took full advantage of his spirit.

The people standing behind Chen Xingran were all afraid of withdrawing several meters at this moment, fearing that Wu Jue's Sky-Breaking Fist would hurt them.

Master Wu moved, and he rushed towards Chen Xingran like a cannonball.

"This speed is really too fast! If it weren't for the Heavenly Eye, it would be difficult to capture the body of the Martial Master. This is the strength of the mid-stage warriors in the heyday of the innate mid-stage warriors. It's true that it's not comparable to those late-stage warriors."

Just as Chen Xingran was amazed in his heart, Master Wu's fist had already hit Chen Xingran's face.

Chen Xingran made a simple and unpretentious straight punch and directly fought with Master Wu.

The air made a "rumble" blast, and the tables, light bulbs, and floors within ten meters of the two fists were all broken into powder!

The people who stood slightly closer were also knocked to the ground by the air waves.

Looking at Master Wu again, he kept retreating, and dozens of footprints that were one centimeter deep were slapped under his feet, which relieved the impact that stuck to his body.

Chen Xingran was still in the smoke waves, because Chen Xingran covered his breath, no one could feel his existence.

"Is that boy dead?"

"It must be dead! Even if the innate warrior goes to pick up the punch, he will be injured."

"He is worth it if he can die at the hands of the famous skill of Wu Jue Ye."

Feng Zhengguo and Jiang Di and his wife stared at the center of the dusty hall.

They kept praying in their hearts: "Chen Xingran must not have something wrong!"

But listening to the discussions of the people around them, they were also very unhappy.

The smoke gradually dissipated and no one was seen.

"It seems that this kid has fallen!"

"It's over, there's no fun to watch."

At this moment, a shadow flashed across the air, and this shadow appeared in front of Master Wu in his breath.

Master Wu's eyes suddenly widened.

"You're okay?"

Chen Xingran punched another straight punch, and Wu Jue Ye blocked it with his left palm. Wu Jue Ye Ye thought he could shake Chen Xingran away, but what he didn't expect was that Chen Xingran was like a magnet and could not push it away at all.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

After the two of them punched each other for more than ten consecutive punches, Mr. Wu still couldn't do anything to Chen Xingran. Mr. Wu was a little panting when he was hit by Chen Xingran one after another. However, Chen Xingran's face remained unchanged, as if he still had a lot of spare energy.

The members of the Shangwu Organization behind Mr. Wu were shocked. The strongest man in their minds, Mr. Wu, was unable to win for a long time at this moment. Chen Xingran even suppressed Mr. Wu.

Master Wu was getting more and more troubled. He said in shock: "Impossible, you are only in your twenties, how could you be so strong!"

At this moment, Chen Xingran had already fought more than thirty moves with Master Wu.

Chen Xingran thought to himself that Master Wu is a mid-stage warrior in the innate stage, and his full-strength attack did not pose any threat to me.

It seems that my current strength is at least at the peak of my innateness, or even higher.

With his body skills, Wu Jue forced a distance from Chen Xingran, and he pulled out a short knife from his waist.

"I will never lose to you!"

"Since I can't take you with my fist skills, then compare your weapons!"

When Master Wu pulled out the short knife around his waist, the onlookers exclaimed.

"This is a short knife made of Bailian Steel!"
Chapter completed!