One punch. The recruits who entered the top eight had different expressions. Doubts, surprise, and joy quickly appeared on everyone's face.
Bai Sheng's eyes were smiling. It was usually easier for a high-star-class martial artist to fight with a low-star-class martial artist. With their own strength higher than the opponent, they could control the rhythm of the fight in their own hands, thus leading the opponent by the nose.
What was truly worthy of praise about that punch earlier wasn't the unstoppable explosive force, but the fist intent of that punch. It was like a great river that flowed endlessly towards the east, causing Alice to instantly feel that this punch was unavoidable, and she could only adopt the judgment of forcefully blocking it head-on.
One punch completely dominated the entire battlefield! That was something that was above controlling the rhythm, something that was on a higher level.
The smile in Bai Sheng's eyes was getting thicker and thicker. As expected of the person I fancy! While many ten-star-class martial artists were still studying the topic of controlling the rhythm of the fight, Qin Fen had already begun to learn to dominate the battle. Sure enough, the most terrifying thing about this kid was not his martial sense, but his instinctive understanding of the battle.
"Good! Old Qin! "Xue Tian waved his arm high," Beautiful! "
Bai Sheng stroked his chin with his index finger gently sliding back and forth. If Xue Tian was said to be an exceptional talent in martial dao cultivation, then Qin Fen was the legendary God of War!
In the huge competition venue, there was no other sound except for Xue Tian's loud cheers.
The mobile armor warriors looked at the top eight recruits of each continent with an incomprehensible gaze. Alice was, after all, an outstanding seven-star martial artist. How come she couldn't even take one punch from Qin Fen?
A gust of evening wind blew across the ground, and a light dust floated from the ground. The scene was even quieter.
Golden Lion Pat glanced at Vortex Tiger's gaze that stopped him from entering the field and shook his head of golden hair gently.
The use of gunners in the battle of mobile armors had already made the entire African recruits lose face. If they did not dare to go into battle in the face of the tyrannical Qin Fen, then the African Military Region would become a shame that could never be washed away in the recruit tournament.
Defeat? Golden Lion Pat bit his lips with a disdainful smile. So what if I lose? The most important thing is that I can take three punches from Qin Fen! In a situation where no one dared to fight, I can take three seemingly unstoppable punches! That way, I can more or less erase some of the shame of the mobile armor battle.
"Let me."
The silence in the arena was broken by Golden Lion Ba Da's deep roar. He walked into the field and didn't say much to Qin Fen. His eyes suddenly widened, like the glaring Vajra in the temple. The true energy in his body was stimulated again and again. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of foul air, like the low growl of a cow in the field.
Exhaling like a bull's roar, the Golden Lion Pat sat down slightly. His body suddenly trembled, and the cement under his feet automatically shattered. His entire body was like a nail that had been hammered by a heavy hammer, as if he was going to plunge deep into the floor.
No retreat! They wouldn't retreat even if they died!
In an instant, everyone present felt Ba Da's fiery determination. The African recruit stared at Ba Da with a complicated look in his eyes. This man was fighting for the last glory of the African Military Region.
"I admire your determination." Qin Fen's eyes carried a bit of appreciation. He gently nodded his head a few times, as if a teacher was praising his student, "Unfortunately … you can't either. You can't block my punch either."
Qin Fen straightened his spine slightly and then strode towards the Golden Lion Pat. His shoulders trembled slightly at the same time.
With every step he took, the ground near his feet could be seen to the naked eye to tremble slightly. The gravel attached to the ground would shake on the ground.
With every step he took, the hearts of the African recruits would inexplicably tighten at the same time. The sound didn't seem to be the sound of walking, but the god of fate announcing the countdown of the Golden Lion Pat's imminent defeat.
Hong Quan's Soaring Cannon Release Style? The Golden Lion Pat squinted his eyes and his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle tip, shining brightly. Is this kid really human? He actually practiced the Soaring Cannon Release Style to such a level? He is completely a humanoid Jungle Ranger!
The smile in Bai Sheng's eyes had already spread to the corner of his eyes. This time's recruit tournament was interesting beyond imagination. If one were to close one's eyes and not look, one would simply feel Qin Fen's Flood Fist's Soaring Cannon Firing Stance. One would absolutely believe that this was a large caliber field artillery, firing artillery shells over and over.
The distance between the two was less than fifteen meters. The Soaring Cannon Release Style under Qin Fen's feet bloomed once again. The cement layer at his feet exploded with a "Pa" sound. His whole body turned into a cannonball at the same time. The friction between his clothes and the air turned into the whistling sound of the cannonball.
It's coming! Pat took a deep breath. His eyes were almost completely closed as a sharp light bloomed from his pupils. He stared at Qin Fen's figure. As long as I can take the first punch, I will break Qin Fen's prophecy!
Boom! The ground made a tremor under Pat's feet. Qin Fen's right foot fell and shook the ground together with his left foot. His right arm punched upward vertically through the inside of his left arm!
The wind from the punch blew on the field, and the strong wind was like thunder, entering everyone's ears.
Dodge? Bai Sheng knew that it was not that Golden Lion Pat didn't want to dodge this Hero's punch, but he knew that he couldn't dodge it no matter what. Qin Fen's speed and fist intent completely dominated the battle and him.
Boom! The fist and arm smashed together, and the sleeve on Pat's arm exploded into pieces. It was as if some explosives hidden in the sleeve suddenly exploded. The sleeve at Qin Fen's wrist split into dozens of gaps, as if it was cut by scissors wantonly.
En!
Pat let out a muffled groan. His feet left the ground and flew back two meters before he landed on the ground. His left and right feet kept retreating, and he only managed to stabilize himself after taking twelve steps back. The soles of his special forces combat boots, which were durable and adaptable to almost all kinds of environments, completely split open after a series of steps back, revealing the black soles of his feet.
Even his socks had completely exploded from the continuous retreat just now!
Puff … puff …
Pat opened his mouth and spat out two arrows of blood. His black skin showed a trace of invisible paleness.
In order to be able to retreat as little as possible and not lose miserably like Alice, Pat forced himself to stop retreating. The injury caused by his retreat was much more serious than Alice's, but judging from the distance he retreated, it was far less terrifying than Alice's.
"Who else thinks that they can take three punches from me one-on-one?" Qin Fen clasped his hands behind his back. His calm voice revealed a feeling that no one could question his words.
Defeated. Pat's arms were trembling slightly. The power of that punch went straight into his arms. He felt that what hit his arms just now was not Qin Fen's fist, but a real bomb!
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Caesar. As another eight-star martial artist in the top eight, he was the only candidate who could stop Qin Fen's almost atrocious behavior.
"Me."
Caesar walked out of the audience slowly. His pace was not as tough as Pat's, but it revealed an indescribable steadiness.
He stood in a position not far from Qin Fen and stopped. Everyone focused their eyes on Qin Fen again, wanting to see how the person who kept talking arrogantly before would react.
"You?" Qin Fen's face showed a bit of pity, "Can't take three punches."
Caesar's face did not become gloomy and ugly even though they were both eight-stars. Instead, he smiled.
"If you want me to not be able to take three punches, then please be more serious." Caesar raised the corner of his lips and turned his neck left and right twice, "That kind of punch just now is useless against me."
Serious? Not serious? Pat's scalp twitched again and again. Qin Fen's fierce punch just now was evaluated as not serious? Wasn't that his full strength?
A hint of obscurity crossed Alice's heart. It was already a shame to be defeated by a punch. Now she knew that the opponent was not serious at all.
"Take out your true energy oscillation release, don't hide it anymore, or you will lose." Caesar turned his wrist gently, "Take out your true strength control and fight with me. Between you and me, the real competition should be to see who can challenge a higher level. "
"Your span is not enough." Qin Fen's voice was very indifferent. He turned his head and looked at Sky Splitter Brooks, who was eliminated in the top sixteen but also raised his star-class at the same time, "Do you also want to fight with me?"
"Yes!" Brooks raised his chin. He was not overwhelmed by Qin Fen's tyrannical aura of power. Instead, he was extremely disappointed that he did not challenge Qin Fen after entering the eight-star level.
"That's good." Qin Fen glanced at the others, "When they come forward to fight together, you will also come together."
…
Brooks was silent for a while. If he could choose, it would be best to fight one-on-one. His eyes flashed a little self-mockery. As a martial artist who did not advance to the top eight, it was already lucky to be able to fight with Qin Fen. He really should not have more extravagant hopes.
"Okay!" Brooks pointed to Caesar, "The premise is that you can only beat him in three punches! Otherwise, we will fight one-on-one. "
"Okay." Qin Fen put his attention back on Caesar.
At this moment, Caesar's face was no longer completely indifferent as before. There was also a hint of anger in the corner of his eyes. It was the anger brought by being ignored.
Caesar was angry …
The emperor will also be angry! The emperor who was angry did not mean that he was stupid! At the same time, it also represented the horror of the thunder!
"Qin Fen …" Caesar slowly raised his right arm, and his palm formed a seal, "I only hope that when I finish your three punches, you will not withdraw from the recruit tournament. I want to defeat you in front of all the audience and tell those people that this year's European recruits are the strongest in this tournament. "
Emperor's Fist!
PS: Yesterday, we said that it would be updated before twelve o 'clock today. Unfortunately, a big chapter can't be made for a building moving at a speed of more than one thousand kilometers per hour. However, because I said that it would be updated before twelve o 'clock, in order not to make everyone wait, I will first update a small chapter. There will be another update before eighteen o' clock in the afternoon. Because of a special situation today, the building can be fully focused on writing. Even if my hand speed is not fast, I should still be able to write more than ten thousand words after sitting for ten hours. Everyone, don't you think so?
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