Feeling the cold Qi, Ye Chen felt a sense of danger for the first time. He held his sword with one hand and held it with both hands, forming a thin sword screen in front of him.
Puff!
Just like ice meeting with boiling water, the sword screen melted under Zhang Haoran's palm power. Seeing that his opponent's palm was about to land on his chest, Ye Chen let out an angry roar and clenched his left hand into a fist.
"King Kong Infinite!"
This was the most powerful punch in the King Kong Fist. Ye Chen had already practiced it to the point where it was both soft and hard. Combined with his anger, it was pushed to an unimaginable level.
Before the two's fists touched each other, there was already a slight cracking sound. Zhang Haoran was shocked, he had never seen such a powerful King Kong Fist. It was almost as powerful as a High Rank Mortal Realm Skill. But so what? In terms of quantity and quality of Qi, he had an overwhelming advantage.
"Piss off!"
With a cold Qi, Zhang Haoran increased his power again. He pressed his palm onto Ye Chen's fist like lightning.
Boom!
The ice exploded, and Ye Chen was pushed back. Blood came out from the corner of his mouth, and his left arm was covered in cold Qi. He could no longer exert any strength.
"Next time, remember to be careful. Not everyone can be offended." Zhang Haoran paused for a second and attacked Ye Chen again.
At this moment, Ye Chen did not care about anything else. He shook his right wrist, and the great steel sword turned into a bright cold light and pierced out. It was obviously very close to Zhang Haoran, but at the same time, it gave people the illusion that it was still very far away. Even Zhang Haoran was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly reached out his left hand that was behind his back, trying to catch that sword edge.
Seeing this, Wu Zongming knew that even if Ye Chen managed to hurt Zhang Haoran, he would still be disabled. Plus, he would be disabled right in front of him. How could he accept that?
"Merciless Fire!"
With sparks flying everywhere, Wu Zongming rushed out and threw a punch at Zhang Haoran from the side.
Facing two attacks, Zhang Haoran could no longer stay calm. He took back his hands, waved his sleeves, and escaped from the encirclement in the blink of an eye.
High Rank Mortal Realm Skill – Inching Steps!
Wu Zongming didn't expect to hit Zhang Haoran, but his opponent's strength made him more and more afraid. Zhang Haoran's Over the Clouds Art had been trained to the fifth stage, the Flowing Cloud Triple Force had been mastered, and the Soaking Cold Palm had been mastered. Now, he also had the footwork martial skill "Inch Travel Steps". Who knew what other powerful martial skills he had hidden.
"Brother, what is your name?" Wu Zongming took a deep breath, and turned to look at Ye Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was activating his Inner Qi to expel the coldness from his left arm. Hearing the voice, he said, "Ye Chen."
"You should know my name, so I won't say too much. However, your fist and sword techniques are very impressive! I almost made a mistake. " He had also noticed Ye Chen's punch. Although he was injured when fighting with Zhang Haoran, but among the outer disciples, not many could take a hit from Zhang Haoran. Not to mention that Ye Chen was only at Mortal Realm Stage 6.
"Excuse me." Ye Chen said calmly, but inside, he was anxious. The Qi in his palm was like maggots in his bones, he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. At this moment, Ye Chen started to regret his decision. If only he had trained a Mid Rank Mortal Realm Art. Even though his Qi would not be as good as Zhang Haoran's, it would still be on the same level, and he would definitely be able to get rid of the Qi.
Of course, it was not Ye Chen's fault. A Mid Rank Mortal Realm Art was as valuable as a High Rank Mortal Realm Skill. With his status as an outer disciple, he would not be able to get his hands on one. Although some of the more useless Mid Rank Mortal Realm Arts were available in the Martial Arts Pavilion, they were not easy to learn. It would take a lot of time and energy, and if one were to change their Qi in the future, it would take up a lot of time to refine the original Qi, which was not a good idea. Therefore, Ye Chen was planning to get a good Art from the Mu Ren Gang, but he did not expect to run into a situation like this.
"Wu Zongming, you are looking for death!" Being pushed back by the two of them, Zhang Haoran's face turned red, then white, then purple, and finally blue, it looked creepy.
Wu Zongming said coldly: "You don't have the right to say that."
"Very good. Today, neither of you will leave. Ice and Snow Universe!" Ten layers of Qi rose up, a blue light flashed across Zhang Haoran's body. That was the sign that he had pushed his Above the Clouds Art to its limit. It was obvious that he was really angry and wanted to attack without caring about anything else.
Zhang Haoran drew a half circle with both of his hands, and the sharp cold wind gathered into a ball, swirling around and pushing towards the two of them.
Whoo … Whoo … Whoo … Whoo …
The cold wind blew like a tornado, and the ground was covered with layers of frost, spreading quickly.
Wu Zongming was taken aback. From the power of this palm, it was not difficult to see that Zhang Haoran was only one step away from condensing the fake into the real, and transforming his inner Qi into true Qi. Otherwise, he would not be able to display the Soaking Cold Palm to such an extent. It was simply like a real blizzard.
"Prairie Fire!"
Wu Zongming had not used all of his power for a long time, and this time, even his hidden power was forced out. All of a sudden, the heat wave was like a tide, and his face gradually turned red. In the end, it actually became like a fire jade, with steam rising up.
And his two fists became even hotter, almost melting. With a terrifying power, he punched out, facing that sharp cold wind.
The ground was shaking, and the walls were shaken by the power. Pieces of rubble fell down.
There was a loud bang!
Zhang Haoran and Wu Zongming both stepped back, but Zhang Haoran only took three steps back, and Wu Zongming took four.
At this moment, a shocking sword light suddenly appeared, stabbing straight at Zhang Haoran's left rib. It was as fast as a fluttering rain, and it was silent.
"You are looking for death."
Before Zhang Haoran could even take a breath, he saw Ye Chen attack with his sword. In a rage, he ignored the limits of his body, forcefully gathered his Qi, and punched in the air.
The fine steel sword was bent like a bow under the powerful Qi, unable to move an inch forward. This made Ye Chen have a deeper understanding of Zhang Haoran's power.
"Zhang Haoran, take my punch."
Wu Zongming seemed to have forgotten the fact that he was outnumbered. His feet shook, and his body directly pounced at Zhang Haoran.
Without the support of enough Qi, Zhang Haoran could not perform the Inch Travel Steps. He secretly hated Wu Zongming as he exchanged punches and palms, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You forced me to do this."
Using the impact of the opponent's punch, Zhang Haoran exaggerated ten steps back. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.
Hearing this, Wu Zongming thought to himself, 'Does this guy still have martial skills that he hasn't used yet?'
Ye Chen also frowned. He had to admit that Zhang Haoran was the only genius that he admired so far. He had already mastered a few of his martial skills.
Looking at the two seriously, Zhang Haoran clenched both of his fists. A strong blue light shone from his fists, and finally turned into a beautiful blue airflow.
Accompanied by the blue airflow, a slight tiger roar came out of nowhere. It was terrifying.
"Tiger Roar, Dragon Fist!"
Seeing this, Wu Zongming's expression changed drastically. He blurted out.
"Top rank Mortal Realm martial skill, Tiger Roar, Dragon Fist. This is bad. How did this Zhang Haoran learn so many martial skills?" Ye Chen had heard of this martial skill before. It was said that among the top rank Mortal Realm martial skills in the Sky Cloud Martial School, only the Monster Killing Fist could compete with the Tiger Roar, Dragon Fist. Normally, only the inner disciples could learn top rank Mortal Realm martial skills, but Zhang Haoran had obviously broken this rule.
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