Pang Ning's aura across from him was not very strong, and his figure was not very strong. He had a gloomy aura about him. If he met him outside, he would probably be thought of as a down-and-out weak scholar.

It's simply ridiculous that such a person dares to put on airs in front of him!

Although he didn't use all his strength with this palm, he still used seven or eight percent of his spiritual power. If the opponent's strength was as strong as he guessed, this palm alone would be enough to knock him out of the ring.

boom!

Amidst the dull loud noise, two giant blue-light palms flew through the air and struck Pang Ning solidly.

"Huh, there's no point in being mysterious. Only strength is the foundation. I've seen so many people like you pretending to be serious..."

As the spiritual power dissipated, Ge Tiebing's words suddenly stopped!

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched and his face became a little ugly!

"How...how is it possible?"

Pang Ning, who was opposite him, endured these two palms and stood still without moving. Not only did he not see any signs of injury, even his robes were not damaged at all!

"Hiss! What's going on?"

"Senior Brother Ge's two palms are very powerful. This Pang Ning actually blocked them. Is he really not injured?"

"How is that possible? I see that he has suffered serious internal injuries. He probably can't even speak!"

Speculations were rife in front of the ring. Everyone looked at Pang Ning and talked about it, with doubts on their faces and different expressions.

After a short silence, Pang Ning suddenly spoke!

"Two more moves!"

"What?" Ge Tiebing was startled when he heard this and felt confused.

What two moves and three moves?

He didn't understand what the other party meant.

"You can use three moves first. If you defeat me, the competition is over. If it doesn't work, let me take action instead." Pang Ning said calmly.

Ge Tiebing's mouth twitched and his face turned livid.

The other party's posture was as if a senior master was instructing a junior in practice, which was simply unbearable for him.

They are all inner disciples, so what qualifications does he have to do this, and what confidence does he have to be so rude?

"That's unreasonable! It sounds like you're talking like I won't have a chance after three moves?"

Pang Ning said nothing, but lowered his head slightly to express his agreement.

"You..." Ge Tiebing's face darkened and he was greatly annoyed.

"Pang Ning, don't think that it's great that you are pretending to be mysterious. Let me tell you, you don't set the rules of martial arts. You don't have to say what two or three moves are! But since you said so, I, Ge Tiebing, will

I will lift you off the stage within three moves and let everyone know who is the strong one!"

"Let's take action." Pang Ning listened quietly to what the other party said, not worried at all. He just spoke calmly as if there was no emotion at all.

Such a reaction made Ge Tiebing feel depressed. The words he just said seemed to have been punched in the air. He felt like he had nowhere to put his efforts and it felt very uncomfortable.

"Hmph! Stop pretending to be a fool here, I will let you know my strength now!"

Ge Tiebing took a deep breath and struck out angrily. This time, he no longer used fists. Instead, he held two iron fists filled with spiritual power and struck out wildly.

Boom!

As he struck, there was a violent earthquake all around the arena, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly spread out, spreading up and down with his fist as the center, as if a translucent cyan light curtain was born out of thin air, which looked very spectacular!

In just an instant, two fist shadows passed through the air and struck Pang Ning without any delay.

"Huh?" At the moment when the fist shadow struck down, Jiang Tian's eyes lit up, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, as if he noticed something strange.

The reactions of the spectators in front of the ring were quite different!

"hiss!"

"It's over!"

"If you don't have the strength, you still have to pretend, this is the end!"

There were exclamations around the ring, and everyone even felt pain for Pang Ning.

Such a terrible blow hit him, even if he was stronger than the opponent, there would definitely be no good results.

After all, passively enduring and actively resisting are completely different things. Under the premise that their cultivation levels are similar, neither the strong nor the weak would dare to make such a big deal.

One can imagine how tragic Pang Ning's ending will be.

However, as the green light dissipated, the roar gradually subsided, and everyone was shocked again!

"Hiss! How is that possible?"

"He actually... still didn't move a step!"

"Isn't that too exaggerated?"

Everyone was shocked, their expressions changed, and their eyes twitched wildly.

Pang Ning still stood where he was, his feet did not move, but his clothes were light, but there was no damage at all.

"This... this is impossible!" Ge Tiebing took a deep breath and his face became very ugly.

He was not very surprised when he couldn't hurt the opponent in his first attack. After all, he didn't use all his strength, but this time it was completely different. He had mobilized all his spiritual power and used his special technique.

Is the other party really not injured?

This thought flashed in his mind, and Ge Tiebing couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled!

Although he was unwilling to accept it, Pang Ning's aura did not have any obvious fluctuations and was still the same as before.

"That's unreasonable! The competition in the arena is based on competition. Ge didn't want to use too strong means, but since you are so trusting, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ge Tiebing's face turned red with embarrassment, and he shouted angrily, activating his blood and spiritual power without reservation. The aura around his body suddenly surged, and the pressure he exuded was nearly twice as high as before!

There were gasps from all around the ring, and everyone was shocked and surprised by his strength.

After a long period of trouble, he just won nine games in a row without using all his strength, and even retained nearly half of his strength!

Seeing this scene, the disciples who had lost to him before could not help but look gloomy, shook their heads and sighed bitterly.

"Haha, we were not defeated unjustly!"

"I didn't expect Ge Tiebing's strength to be so strong!"

"Fortunately, he didn't use all his strength, otherwise we wouldn't have just lost!"

A few shook their heads and smiled bitterly, feeling frightened in their hearts. If Ge Tiebing had used such methods at that time, they would not have been able to escape the outcome of serious injuries.

While everyone was rejoicing, they couldn't help but feel pessimistic about Pang Ning, feeling that he was definitely going to be unlucky.

But this can't be blamed on others. He is too trusting and self-righteous. Of course, such people need to be taught a lesson before they can be honest.

Boom!

Just when everyone was distracted, Ge Tiebing took action with all his strength!

The violent roar echoed around, even causing the hearts of fellow disciples who were fighting in several nearby arenas to tremble, and they subconsciously stopped and watched.

"Pang Ning, get off the ring!"

Angry shouts rose into the sky, carrying a manic atmosphere.

At the same time, four cyan fist shadows shot out of the air, and dazzling cyan light erupted from the tightly held giant pillar-like fingers, causing the void to tremble and rumble!
Chapter completed!