Chapter 454 Suppression

Now, let these two "evil men" fight, and everyone will be happy to see the result.

"However, Huang Yuan is too strong. Can Zhou Xing, a dark horse, still win?"

Many disciples are not very optimistic about Zhou Xing.

Huang Yuan has a great reputation among the outer sect, second only to Hu Yiba.

"Boy, if you admit defeat now and apologize to Junior Sister Yun'er, I, Huang Yuan, can let you go in the future."

Huang Yuan's round and chubby body stood on the stage with a puffy belly.

Junior sister Yun'er?

Some of the disciples in the audience couldn't help but cursed secretly. Huang Yuan seemed determined to win the beauty's heart.

"This stinky fat guy."

Jiang Yun'er's pretty face was livid, and she was secretly angry. If she hadn't come up with a bad temper, she would have turned her back and refused to recognize him.

"The pearl of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon!"

Zhou Xing said lightly.

"Shut up! It's me who should say this -"

Huang Yuan was furious.

A fringe disciple of Zeng Jin dared to compare him with a bright moon and a grain of rice. The key is that he was treated as a grain of rice.

Everyone in the audience laughed in astonishment.

Zhou Xing seemed to be smiling but not smiling, obviously he meant to play in Huangyuan.

If it was in the past, at the early stage of Tongmai, at the copper skin level, he would have been a little afraid of Huang Yuan.

But now, his strength has risen to more than one level, and his edge will be revealed.

Huang Yuan is just a character suitable for sharpening a knife.

"You are looking for death!"

Huang Yuan's figure jumped up, his round figure was extremely flexible.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, his chubby body rushed to Zhou Xing.

Dragon subduing hand!

One of Huang Yuan's hands swelled slightly, like a big cattail leaf fan. With a powerful and astonishing inner breath, he slapped Zhou Xing on the face.

"You want to hit me in the face? Are you too eager?"

Zhou Xing walked leisurely and calmly.

Whoosh!

With an elegant turn, he avoided Huang Yuan's slap and moved to his side.

"Hmph! Don't even think about suppressing me with your physical skills."

Huang Yuan sneered, and with a slight movement of his fat body, his other big hand swept across Zhou Xing's throat like a shovel.

Zhou Xing was slightly surprised.

Huang Yuan's body skills are only half as good as Le Feng, and he uses stillness to stop, making him very experienced.

See this.

He took a breath and punched Huang Yuan's "Dragon Subduing Hand".

call!

As soon as Zhou Xing punched out, his entire arm expanded out of thin air, turning into a big hand with a deep copper luster, and condensed a domineering Yin evil spirit.

"Hey! It seems that the "Bronze Statue Skill" has been practiced to the level of Bronze Skin."

The white-bearded elder Nangong had a strange look in his eyes.

"Pengpa!"

An astonishing wave of air arose between the two of them

In the moment of the confrontation, Huang Yuan's expression changed drastically.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

Huang Yuan's body took several steps back, his palms aching.

"How is that possible! Your power——"

Huang Yuan looked shocked and found it hard to accept.

To know.

He has practiced a family-inherited horizontal training technique since he was a child, and his strength and defense are at the same level.

But with the blow just now, he was actually suppressed.

This kind of being crushed in terms of strength only occurred when fighting against the outer sect's Hercules "Yuan Beitong".

All the disciples in the audience were even more shocked.

Hu Yiba, Cheng Yun, Wang Lingyun and others all looked like they had seen ghosts.

However.

What happened next was beyond their imagination.

"In the attack just now, I didn't even use 50% of my strength. It seems that your skills have stopped here."

Zhou Xing smiled faintly.

Fifty percent strength!

These four words were like a huge wave that swept through the hearts of all the disciples.

Huangyuan has the feeling of being swallowed up by huge waves.

that moment.

The tall young man opposite seemed to turn into a giant, carrying an unstoppable surging momentum.

"Fifty percent strength? It can't be true, right?"

"This kid is so good at blowing..."

Not only the disciples, but also some of the sect seniors present came with surprised and suspicious attention.

"What's interesting is that you use the power of language to create psychological pressure on your opponent and create your own momentum."

Yunyue Sect smiled slightly.

sometimes.

When masters compete and their strengths are similar, one side can defeat the other side psychologically and gain a breakthrough.

"Huh! It's just a clever trick."

Xia Xiangu snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain on her dignified face.

"I don't believe it! Don't even think about playing psychological warfare."

Huang Yuan was not stupid. He roared and spread his arms, becoming more rigid, like two giant iron pliers.

Whoosh!

As soon as his arms vibrated, violent inner breath surged, and strong winds roared around him.

In an instant.

Huang Yuan condensed his life's skill and his life's strength into a pinnacle strike.

If he had exerted 80% of his strength in the previous attack, then this time, he might have exerted 120% of his extraordinary strength.

Yun Sha Fist!

Zhou Xing's fist changed, and a surge of ferocious aura burst out from his body, with a sinister and domineering inner aura, and he let out a low roar.

Boom!

With that punch, there was a faint cloud of evil energy in the explosion, and the fierce and cold evil energy rushed towards the face. Some of the disciples in the audience felt a chill in their bodies.

This is?!

Huang Yuan had a look of horror on his face, the energy, blood and breath in his body were all stagnant, and his mind was rushed away by the invisible evil energy.

Under such circumstances, he could not use 70% to 80% of his 100% strength.

"Yuansha magic power!"

"No! It's Yunsha Fist..."
To be continued...