Chapter 369
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Ren Qingcang was extremely conceited. He didn't take Wang Teng seriously from the very beginning. Who would have thought that Wang Teng would appear in front of him like a dark horse?
Even Ji Xiuming, whom he regarded as his rival, had been defeated by Wang Teng. It was ironic.
Now that they were actually fighting, he realized that Wang Teng was not simple.
Even his Body of Thunder had been blocked by Wang Teng. He couldn't accept this.
At this moment, the two of them were very close to each other. Origin power surged out of their fists as they tried to send each other flying.
However, both of them didn't move at all. It was as if they were two giant rocks standing on the ground.
Boom!
Ren Qingcang's eyes flashed with indifference. He suddenly bent his knee and aimed it at Wang Teng's chest.
If this hit connected, at least a few of his ribs would be broken.
Wang Teng raised his leg and kicked the other party's calf. He forcefully blocked the attack midway.
The two of them separated immediately after the collision.
Ren Qingcang took a few steps back and stomped his foot. He suddenly turned into an afterimage and appeared on Wang Teng's left side. He then swept his leg at him from the side.
Wang Teng reacted quickly. He threw a punch at Ren Qingcang's knee.
The two of them fought with all their strength. They didn't hold back at all.
Ren Qingcang's expression changed slightly. He didn't dare to take this punch head-on. Lightning surrounded his body as he disappeared from the spot and attacked Wang Teng from the other side.
"I'm not slow either!"
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. Wind Origin Power surged out of his origin core.
Gale Step!
Wang Teng's body seemed to turn into a gust of wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ren Qingcang's attack hit the afterimage he left behind.
Ren Qingcang's pupils shrank. He suddenly turned around and raised his arm to block.
Bang!
A heavy blow landed on his arm.
Ren Qingcang was pushed several meters away by the huge force.
"Eh? Your reaction is not slow. "
Wang Teng was quite surprised, and he once again disappeared and reappeared around Ren Qingcang, continuously attacking.
Ren Qingcang's expression was somewhat unsightly, but he did not dare to be careless in his heart. His gaze constantly swept the surroundings, searching for Wang Teng's figure and blocking it.
Peng peng peng!
The sound of fists hitting flesh kept ringing out, making the audience's eyelids twitch.
Ren Qingcang, who was known for his physical body, had actually fallen into a passive state at this moment. There was something wrong with this script.
"Scram!"
Ren Qingcang suddenly erupted, and Thunder Light exploded on his body. A pair of Thunder and Lightning Wings unfurled, and he charged into the sky like a bolt of lightning, so fast that it was impossible to track him.
"So fast!"
Wang Teng was shocked. His eyes could not keep up with his speed.
"Lightning Slash!"
Suddenly, a cold shout came from the sky.
A bolt of purple lightning flashed in the sky and struck down.
Wang Teng's pupils shrank. The wings on his back unfurled, and wind origin power swirled around him as he pushed his speed to the limit. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot.
Boom!
The purple lightning struck the spot where Wang Teng was standing, and a charred hole appeared on the ground of the stage. The power was astonishing.
Wang Teng's figure appeared in the sky. When he saw the destruction caused by the previous attack, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Ren Qingcang with a dangerous gaze.
However, Ren Qingcang's speed was too fast. He kept changing his position in the sky, and it was hard to lock onto him.
"Hmph!"
Wang Teng snorted coldly, and Mo Que appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword emitted a cold light.
Shadow Assassination Sword Art!
Fast Sword!
Using speed to fight speed!
Chi!
Facing the sword light that was so fast that it was hard to distinguish the real from the fake, Ren Qingcang's figure was forced out. There were even a few sword marks on his clothes.
"Take another punch from me!"
Wang Teng chased after him and punched him.
Ape King Fist!
Ren Qingcang's expression was unsightly as he greeted Wang Teng with a punch.
Peng!
When the two fists collided, Ren Qingcang's expression changed slightly, and he could not help but fly back.
"Again!"
Wang Teng flew over as if he had transformed into a violent ape. His fists rained down like a torrential storm. Peng!
Peng! Peng!
The terrifying fist force exploded and landed on Ren Qingcang's body.
Boom!
A figure fell from the sky and landed on the stage with a loud bang.
Before the dust settled, the figure rushed up from the ground again. It was as if he had turned into an arrow of Thunder, aiming at Wang Teng in the sky.
Ancient Flame Finger!
Wang Teng's eyes narrowed as he pointed out with his finger.
Flames erupted from his finger and rushed towards the arrow of Thunder.
Boom!
It was as if two rays of light had collided in the sky and exploded.
"Ren Qingcang, what other moves do you have? Show them all. Don't be so secretive." Wang Teng laughed.
"Hmph! Arrogant! "
Ren Qingcang snorted as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Without saying anything, his body swayed, and two figures that looked exactly the same instantly appeared.
"This is …" Wang Teng's eyes moved, and he was a little stunned.
Then, he saw the three figures of Ren Qingcang split up again, turning into nine figures that looked exactly the same.
The nine figures suddenly turned into afterimages and started to revolve around Wang Teng. It was as if there were countless figures.
Heaven-level combat technique!
Nine Thunder Strikes!
Among the afterimages that revolved around Wang Teng, the nine figures suddenly attacked with Thunder Strikes.
Boom!
Nine Thunder Strikes struck Wang Teng. The power was terrifying!
Wang Teng's expression changed slightly. Even a normal 7-star soldier-level martial warrior might not be able to block Ren Qingcang's attack. He did not dare to be careless. He gathered his Force and punched towards the Thunder Strikes.
Ape King Fist!
Fist Intent!
An ape king as huge as a mountain appeared behind Wang Teng. It raised its head and roared. Then, it punched out.
Bam!
The giant ape and Thunder Strikes collided, and the sound of the collision reverberated throughout the area.
Thunder Annihilation!
The giant ape disappeared!
The shockwave spread in all directions and scattered Ren Qingcang's afterimages. A figure appeared. It was Ren Qingcang himself.
Wang Teng raised Mo Que, and the Flaming Blade Intent exploded.
Heaven-level combat technique!
Big Dipper Flaming Blade!
A terrifying Flaming Blade Intent slashed towards Ren Qingcang.
Ren Qingcang's expression changed drastically. He did not have time to dodge, so he could only activate his Thunder Body to the maximum. The lightning around his body was extremely dense as he took the attack head-on.
Boom!
The Flaming Blade Intent instantly descended. The flames engulfed Ren Qingcang completely.
Ren Qingcang was like a shooting star as he fell from the sky with a long tail of flames behind him.
Boom!
The ground was shaking, and cracks were everywhere. The flames burned for a long time before a huge crater appeared.
A figure was lying in the crater, looking extremely pathetic!
…
Silence!
The entire area was silent!
Ren Qingcang actually lost!
Many people were dumbfounded. They could not believe it. Everyone's gaze was focused on the figure in the sky.
"This … How is this possible??"
Old Master Ren's eyes widened. Ren Qingcang, whom he had high hopes for, actually lost?
Furthermore, he lost to the descendant of the person he had always hated!
He could not accept this. At this moment, his breathing was rapid, and he could not help but cough dryly. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper. It was as if he could die at any moment.
All-attribute martial arts.
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