How tyrannical was Qin Fen's Eighteen Dragons Gathering the Winds and Clouds? How intense was the explosive power of eighteen true energy entangling and ejecting? Even the protective steel plate of an armored vehicle would be completely deformed by the explosive power of a punch, let alone a nine-star martial artist with a body of flesh and blood.
In that instant, Ouyang Yan's enraged mental state had pushed his aura and combat skills to the extreme. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, he was able to cross his arms and take Yang Lie's attack head-on. This was already an extraordinary display of strength.
Unfortunately, the difference between the two sides in terms of combat skills, fighting will, and the comprehensive strength of the star-class true energy intensity was too great.
Ouyang Yan was just a nine-star martial artist. He hadn't even reached the peak of the nine-star level. Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, had already broken through the peak of the nine-star level. He had completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and entered the ten-star level. Furthermore, he had stabilized it for a short period of time.
Such a gap in strength wasn't something that could be made up for with a burst of rage and a mental state to the extreme.
Martial artists weren't saints. They didn't have a small universe to burn and the ability to make an ant bite an elephant to death.
Heart, skill, body.
Even if he had completed the peak of the nine-star level, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big. It couldn't be made up for easily.
BANG …
Ouyang Yan's body fell heavily to the ground, turning into a bloody man. Yang Lie's words echoed in the field, "Come at me together."
These simple words still echoed in their ears. All the martial artists of Building 122 were dumbfounded. This new young martial artist only used one punch.
Ouyang Yan, who had studied in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall for nearly a year, couldn't resist the powerful punch of this newcomer.
The gravel that was shaken up by the fierce battle fell to the ground at this moment. The sound of impact became the only sound in the field.
Yang Lie raised his eyebrows slightly. His star-like eyes made the nine martial artists shiver. What kind of martial strength is this?
One against nine? The nine martial artists looked at each other, wondering if they were hearing things just now. Even if this young man has the strength of a ten-star martial artist, isn't he being too presumptuous to fight against nine?
One on one? The nine cultivators all had difficult expressions on their faces. They were all very clear on how strong that earlier punch was. If they went up alone, they would not be able to receive it. Their fates would be even worse than Ouyang Yan's.
The martial artists of Building 122 looked at Yang Lie in a daze. One against nine? Was this kid crazy? He did have the strength, but one against nine?
If the nine young martial artists in front of him were to be placed as young instructors in a dojo, many dojos would fight to hire them.
After more than a year of tempering in the Sacred Martial Hall, there was no doubt about his combat strength. At such a young age, he was already a nine-star martial artist. His future was limitless.
"One against nine? Even the rumored Young Netherworld King, Hades, wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words when he was healthy. Who do you think you are? The number one of the 18-year-old generation? "
Wang Beng, who was wearing a blue warrior suit, said coldly.
"Together? Do you think you're the main character in a movie who won't be beaten to death? " Zhang Yingming, who was as thin as a knife and dressed in a pale yellow warrior suit, also took a step forward with a gloomy face.
The other seven people didn't say anything and took a step forward at the same time. As martial artists who had entered the Sacred Martial Hall for a year earlier, they were actually looked down upon by a junior. If they didn't even have the courage to fight, they might as well pack up and leave.
Their neat and uniform pace was comparable to the honor guard of the army. His sharp gaze was like that of a soldier on the battlefield, standing there quietly, not saying a word, not moving at all! The silent bullying formed an invisible pressure.
"You want to beat me? You're not qualified. " Yang Lie's body was as straight as a mountain cliff. His slightly raised chin revealed unspeakable confidence, "This time I came to the Sacred Martial Hall to see the supreme martial arts of the Holy Land of Martial Arts. I hope that after I beat you, those who come to show their strength again will have real skills. "
"Good! It seems that you are determined to show your strength. Then let us see if your strength matches the spirit of one against nine! "
Wang Beng suddenly shouted coldly. His voice was like a tiger's roar, echoing in the open space between the stairs.
In Wang Beng's roar that was full of battle intent, the remaining eight young martial artists slowly walked forward. The crackling sound of their bones was like a string of firecrackers that shook people's souls in an instant!
Wang Beng, Zhang Yingming, these nine people were all nine-star martial artists! Even if they were compared to the fierce battle by the sea that day, they would still be considered good fighters.
The nine people showed their enraged hostility at the same time. All of them were concentrated on Yang Lie. It was also a huge invisible pressure that was enough to make a ten-star martial artist timid.
Under normal circumstances, even if a strong man was just stared at by nine high school students with malicious eyes, he would still be frightened. When the number of people reached a certain level, it was enough to cause a qualitative change!
Bang!
The asphalt road under Yang Lie's feet had already softened. The moment the nine young martial artists showed their strength at the same time, the asphalt road under his feet seemed to be heavily smashed by a press, causing the gravel to jump violently.
As a martial artist's instinctive reaction, the asphalt road was pressed down a bit more.
The enraged hostility of the nine young martial artists was too fierce. At this moment, Yang Lie's spirit was even more spirited. His true energy was like a biker in the real world, circulating at a high speed in his body.
"Comfortable! It's so comfortable! One against a group, so this is how it feels! I finally know how Qin Fen felt during the battle that day! "
Yang Lie felt the hostility that was like a wave. At the same time, his spirit was lifted, his body felt an indescribable comfort. The battle intent in his chest that was originally not strong was instantly ignited!
This was no longer a boring battle!
"The boring battle has finally disappeared."
Ever since Yang Lie started practicing with Qin Fen, his strength had been rising faster than riding a rocket. He had been advancing triumphantly all the way to the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and became a ten-star martial artist. He had entered a height that only a few martial artists in history could reach at such a young age.
The crazy improvement of his strength along the way had even made Yang Lie a little lost and at a loss. A ten-star martial artist of the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth should be very strong, but when he saw Qin Fen, he felt that it was nothing.
A ten-star martial artist of the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth was not considered a real expert at this age? Yang Lie's words had angered the nine martial artists who had been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year. It was also to test how much stronger he had become after following Qin Fen these days.
The atmosphere was tense.
The nine young martial artists stared at Yang Lie, and the same curious thought rose in their hearts.
"This kid from the outside can still be so calm in the face of the hostility of the nine of us. Putting aside his star-class strength, just his rock-solid martial heart is admirable. Even if Young Netherworld King Hades came, how long can he last under the joint attack of the nine of us? We are martial artists who have been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year, not punks who have learned martial arts from the street martial arts hall for a few days! "
Nine against one, Wang Beng and the others were embarrassed to take the lead to attack.
"Aren't you going to attack?" Yang Lie felt the hostility of the nine people and suddenly said, "Are you still putting on airs?"
The corner of Wang Beng and the others' eyes twitched twice. Their spirits were locked on Yang Lie, and they were secretly surprised. Where did this kid come from? While locking onto nine opponents, he was still able to speak at the same time? Is he stronger than Young Netherworld King Hades and Shang Guan Chuan Qi?
"You have been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year, but you have not reached the nine-star level, let alone the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth." Yang Lie spoke unhurriedly. He bent his knees slightly and raised his arms to take the stance of the Dragon Cannon, "I have not entered the Sacred Martial Hall, but I have already completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth. Perhaps you think that even if I have the strength of the ten-star, my future development will not be great, right? If you look down on me because you think so, then you are wrong. Let me tell you a secret. "
Wang Beng stared at Yang Lie curiously. This weird stance is obviously a self-created fist technique. How can a casual stance make people feel alarmed? As if they are not facing a person, but a huge cannon of a huge caliber? I can't see any flaws at all?
"The time taken to complete the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth often determines the future martial dao of a martial artist. My secret is …" The corner of Yang Lie's lips rose slightly, "Thirty-four minutes and twenty-six seconds! Thirty-four minutes and twenty-six seconds after completing the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, I have entered the ranks of ten-star martial artists. Now that I think about it, I have already entered for some time … "
"Go!"
Wang Beng did not allow Yang Lie to continue speaking. He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the nine people used different movement techniques to pounce on Yang Lie.
I can't rely on my identity anymore! Every time Yang Lie said a word, his aura of power would rise by a level! On the contrary, when everyone heard that amazing time, if they allowed him to continue and say something else, they would probably raise their hands and surrender without even fighting.
Yang Lie's hair stood on end, and several vital parts of his body were spurting cold air! A few days ago, when he followed Qin Fen to practice at the bottom of the sea, he learned to feel the surging of various undercurrents at the bottom of the sea. The moment these nine martial artists moved, he had already sensed the position that these martial artists wanted to attack.
"Come at me!"
Yang Lie's body sank again. His left leg was like a big tree taking root on the ground, and his right foot quickly stepped on the ground like a huge iron pillar of a pile driver. His body and the ground entered the same frequency of vibration at the same time, and his left arm punched from the inside out of the right arm!
Huang Fengwan, who was not far away, felt the vibration coming from the ground and was secretly surprised. Where did this newcomer come from? If I had closed my eyes to feel that stomp just now, I would rather believe that it was the huge recoil of a large-caliber cannon than believe that it was the move of an eighteen -year-old martial artist.
The friction between the air and the clothes was like a big flag in a typhoon, rustling non-stop. The airflow in front of him seemed to have formed a layer of air shell. Yang Lie's body was like a jungle ranger as he rushed towards Zhang Yingming among the nine people.
Even though he started later, he arrived first!
Yang Lie's sudden acceleration destroyed the nine people's expectations in an instant. It was the third style of the Martial Emperor Dragon Fist, Dragon Cannon, fused with the Flood Fist's Soaring Cannon and the essence of the Dragon Fist!
Yang Lie, who was also a user of the Dragon Fist, admired Qin Fen more than the other young people. Although his martial dao was still his own martial dao, he had begun to learn his fighting techniques from Qin Fen.
Using the dragon as the body of the cannon and the dragon core as the cannonball! The body of the fist and arm was the dragon body, and the true energy integrated into the blood was the dragon core!
As Yang Lie punched out, the air around him surged with a dragon's roar! How could Zhang Yingming have imagined that Yang Lie would make another move even fiercer and fiercer than before! His body rotated like a top in a flash, and his arms drew a circle in front of his chest along with the rotation of his body!
Conquering hardness with softness? Conquering hardness with softness? At this moment, Zhang Yingming couldn't care less. Ouyang Yan had already proved one thing by using hardness against hardness, and that was, only death would await him if he used the power of drawing a circle to cut off some of his strength. Perhaps … not good!
Zhang Yingming's palm was originally planning to hold Yang Lie's Dragon Cannon's wrist. If he held there, he might be able to reduce more power. But the Dragon Cannon's speed was too fast, and the front of Yang Lie's fist blasted right on Zhang Yingming's palm.
The Dragon Cannon was originally a move created by Qin Fen for frontal assaults.
After absorbing the experience of the hundred-man battle, this Dragon Cannon was designed for violent surprise attacks in the midst of a thousand-man army. It was a combat technique that could take the enemy's head. How could these nine-star martial artists calculate the speed of the attack? Even if Yang Lie couldn't bring out the full essence of the Dragon Cannon, it was more than enough to deal with these people.
The moment the palm and the fist came into contact, Zhang Yingming felt as if he was holding an explosive grenade. The fierce explosive force made his palm lose all feeling in the blink of an eye. The true energy attached to his palm had already vanished into thin air. Conquering hardness with softness was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Kacha … kacha …
The bones in Zhang Yingming's arm and back made a series of explosive sounds. His body flew high as if he had been hit by a high-speed car.
The eight martial artists also came to his side at this time. Wang Beng took half a step forward and swung the Tai Chi Swing Hammer at Yang Lie's head with the strength of his waist. If this punch landed, not to mention the ten-star Yang Lie's flesh and blood head, even a lump of iron would be hammered out of shape.
After cultivating in the Sacred Martial Hall of the martial dao for a year, his strength would definitely not be that of a good-for-nothing! The unparalleled aura of power of Yang Lie's Dragon Cannon forced Wang Beng to reach a state that he could only understand before, but was unable to enter.
Feeling the pressure from all directions, Yang Lie's eyes shone brightly as he shouted in his heart again and again! This Swing Hammer was the most amazing attack among the pressure from all directions. It was an exquisite and peerless attack of the heart, skill, and body!
Good! Good! Good!
Yang Lie's legs were planted on the ground. His left arm turned soft and his right arm turned hard. Immediately, two different dragon roars rose around his body.
Yin and Yang Limitless Double Dragon!
The twin dragons coiled and rose like clouds and mist. His palms and arms tore the air and set off a gale. It was as if the Dragon King had gone out to travel through the clouds and rain. Sharp dragon roars resounded continuously.
Little Dragon King Yang Lie had learned from Qin Fen completely. He was a complete copy of Qin Fen!
BANG!
[Swinging Hammer] and [Tail Whip of the Rigid Dragon] collided half a foot to the right of Yang Lie's head. Wang Beng received this attack, and all the joints in his body made popping sounds. The qi and blood in his chest churned, and blood spurted out of his nostrils. His feet that were rooted in the ground were like duckweed on the water's surface. He took a few steps back and was no longer able to keep up with the speed of his kicks.
"I can't even take one attack!?"
As this thought flashed across Wang Beng's mind, he landed on the ground and rolled over a dozen times. It was not until then that he realized that Yang Lie had not used the strength of a ten-star expert but a nine-star expert at the moment of the battle. His attack had hit the weakest point of the Swinging Hammer and dispersed all the natural qi and strength in his body.
"Under the pressure from all directions, he can still find the opponent's weakness? Is this kid still human? "Wang Beng's heart was shaken. Looking at Yang Lie in the fierce battle, he could no longer say a word.
In this one versus seven battle, Yang Lie only used the strength of a peak eight-star. It was clear that he was a little weaker than his opponents, but he still had the upper hand.
The battle of eight people shook the earth and the mountains! Not only did the asphalt road collapse and soften from being stepped on, but even the places a little further away were cracked again and again. Countless pieces of debris flew half a foot high from the shock.
These seven people were nine-star martial artists who had been cultivating in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year. Under the pressure of anger and the strong battle, their potential was stimulated. The super explosive true energy of their fists and kicks produced extremely strong destructive power.
If it was any other ten-star martial artist who was besieged, they might have been seriously injured. But the one being attacked was Little Dragon King – Yang Lie. Little Dragon King – Yang Lie, who had been cultivating with Qin Fen for many days and admired Qin Fen very much, was using Qin Fen's unique Martial Emperor Dragon Fists.
In just a few seconds, fists, palms, and kicks collided with each other like a storm. The martial artists in the group battle were sent flying like Wang Beng and Zhang Yingming. If their shoulder bones weren't broken, their ribs and lower abdomen were hit hard.
In the blink of an eye, the fierce battle was over. Only Little Dragon King – Yang Lie was left standing in the same place. He looked up to the sky and let out a carefree roar. The aura of a dragon rising to the sky burst out of his body.
His upper body was bare. His solid muscles shone with a sexy luster, like the Dragon King in the temple.
Aura of power, unparalleled!
One against nine and he won! And he won cleanly and neatly! He didn't even use the strength of a ten-star martial artist! It was an easy and carefree battle!
"Good!"
The young martial artists in Qin Fen's room couldn't help but cheer in unison.
Yang Lie looked up and gave a thumbs up, revealing a bright smile. At the same time, he was secretly surprised that he had reached such a tyrannical level.
After the battle on the beach and Qin Fen's exchange, Yang Lie's strength shouldn't be said to have improved, but it should be said to have sublimated and transformed!
A great sublimation of martial dao! A great transformation of breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly! It was a great improvement in the realm of martial dao!
Everyone's strength was equal, and because they were all people pointed out by Qin Fen, they usually couldn't feel how strong they were. But when someone fought alone, it naturally showed that he was different from the others.
"This …"
Sakra Azia looked at the screen and was slightly stunned. According to Bai Sheng's explanation, this young man wasn't the one who rang the fog bell. How did he become so strong?
Amateurs watch the excitement, while experts see the artistry.
Sakra Azia was able to become a head of a department. His strength was naturally there. He was definitely an expert among the experts. He knew better than anyone what Little Dragon King Yang Lie had done.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was too fierce. One against nine? Even if it was a ten-star martial artist, he would only be at a disadvantage against this group of nine-star martial artists.
"Strength is not comparable to the realm! His combat experience is extremely rich. " Sakra Azia nodded slightly, "This child, what he lacks now is only time."
"Cool!" Yang Lie's body trembled as he looked up at Qin Fen on the sixth floor. If I didn't know Qin Fen, perhaps it would be difficult for me to win one-on-one.
Horses of a thousand li are common, but Bo Le is hard to find! Yang Lie thought of this old Chinese saying and nodded again and again. Qin Fen is a Bo Le who can turn stone into gold! Without Qin Fen, it would be impossible for me to be so strong. The opponents just now were all martial artists from the holy land of martial arts, the Sacred Martial Hall who had cultivated for a whole year.
PS: I caught a cold, so unlucky. Dizziness came and made me feel very uncomfortable. That's it for today. If there are no accidents tomorrow, it will be updated around 18: 00 in the evening. Of course, the amount is estimated to be not small. It should be counted as an explosive level of updates.
I'm going to sleep first. The end of the year is approaching, everyone pay attention to your health.
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