Facing Zhou Zhengquan's sudden contraction, Lin Que felt as if he had hit a lifelike fake, as if he had stepped into an almost real trap.
His arm went limp, followed by a jerk. His whole body was like a spinning top that had been whipped. He shuddered as he took two steps back, as if he was trying to use the Yin Yang Twist to seek shelter.
Zhou Zhengquan's Qi, blood, and strength were all concentrated to a single point. In an instant, they gushed out like a volcanic eruption. His muscles swelled and propped up his fascia and skin.
At this moment, Zhou Zhengquan seemed to have grown taller and bigger.
Crack! The black bricks at his feet cracked and sank. Like an eagle, he "flew out" fiercely. In just one pounce, he was already in front of Lin Que. He visualized the accumulated flood and merciless surging. Then, he turned his waist and raised his arm, clenched his fist, and punched.
Fly Fall Punch, "Dam Break"!
His current ferocious aura was like a tiger returning to the forest, making it impossible for anyone to hide or avoid!
This was the full strength of an Eighth Pin Dan stage fighter.
At this moment, Lin Que, who was retreating, suddenly stopped. All of his strength, all of his kinetic energy, and all of his Qi and blood collapsed as if they had been preparing for a long time. Under the pull of gravity, they condensed into a "ball"!
Boom!
The "sphere" exploded, its power exploding and rolling out. Along with the image of a shooting star streaking across the horizon in Lin Que's mind, it poured into his right fist, lifted his arm, and valiantly smashed it into the ground!
Crack! Lin Que pushed his feet inward and "expanded" his body. He twisted his waist and swung his shoulders, throwing out a punch like a meteor or cannonball.
"This …" Jiang Lan's pupils shrank. She found that she had renewed her understanding of Lin Que. "Force Concentration" was the main sign of the Dan stage. Although he could only condense it into a "ball" and not a "point", it was enough to explain many things.
Perhaps he could completely "form a big Dan" before the summer break at Songcheng University.
Bang!
Zhou Zhengquan's and Lin Que's fists collided with each other, creating a muffled sound. The air around them was blown away, creating a turbulent wind!
Boom!
Zhou Zhengquan felt as if he had been struck by a meteor falling from the sky. Not only did he have to bear the terrifying impact, but he also had to endure the subsequent explosion. He felt his bones and muscles tremble, his internal organs shake, and his blood and Qi churn so much that he almost spurted it out.
The "Meteor Force" activated by imitating the explosion of the Dan stage was truly extraordinary!
More importantly, Zhou Zhengquan was no longer in his peak condition. The influence of Lou Cheng's Thunder Roar Zen and Frost Force still remained in his body. After one hit, he was almost completely paralyzed and temporarily lost his ability to move.
Crack, crack, crack! Lin Que, on the other hand, was being flung around by his opponent's boundless strength. He staggered backwards, crushing a brick with every step he took. After five consecutive steps, he finally steadied himself and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
Under the effects of the 'flood that breached the dam', his Yin Yang Twist was unable to dissipate too much of the force. He had almost fractured his arm!
This was the power of the combination of the explosion of the Dan stage and the "Dam Break" of the Fly Fall Punch. If Zhou Zhengquan was not stunned, he would have grasped the opportunity to win!
Lin Que stomped on the ground and his body bounced forward like a meteor toward his opponent.
Kill him while he's down!
Bam! After a few steps, Lin Que lowered his center of gravity, rotated his waist, and the muscles on his back and arms swelled. He ferociously threw a left swing punch.
Zhou Zhengquan had always been the kind of person who valued elegance over warmth. At this critical moment, his expression was calm. His qi and blood, strength, vibration, ice, stiffness, and spirit calmly contracted and condensed into a point again.
He raised his arms and exploded the point in his body, letting the power roar out and drive his waist and back to suddenly turn around, sending out a strong and terrifying swing force.
Lin Que's fist just hit his opponent. It was like being hit by a ten-wheeled truck. His body flew out involuntarily, as if he was riding on the clouds.
At this time, Zhou Zhengquan's power contracted again and condensed into a point. His body seemed to have lost all breath, all blood, and all feeling of being alive.
Boom!
That spot suddenly exploded, and the turbulent "spurt" was directed at his legs, shattering his shoes.
With the help of this explosion, Zhou Zhengquan rushed to Lin Que who was just about to land in a posture that exceeded the limits of the human body. His speed and the leap made Ye Youting and other Professional Ninth Pin fighters feel unimaginable.
The standing long jump record of ordinary people couldn't be compared to this at all!
Zhou Zhengquan's rush was like a fierce tiger hunting for its prey. Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, he arrived in front of Lin Que when he just landed. He lowered his waist and sat in his crotch, continuously using Force Concentration for the third time, condensing all his feelings into a point in his Dantian!
At this point, he had already used all his strength, even the killing move used to deal with Mighty Ones of the Dan stage.
"Flying Flow Triple Hit!"
Normally, Eighth Pin Dan stage fighters not only had a limited number of times to use all their strength, but also in the continuous use. Once three or four times, the body would be "overloaded" and problems would arise.
Zhou Zhengquan practiced the derivation of the unique skill of the Water Sect, which nourished him for a long time. Therefore, he was able to exceed the "Double Explosion" of ordinary Eighth Pin Dan stage fighters and complete the "Triple Hit".
Even if Wei Shengtian, who was also of the Eighth Pin, was here, facing his full strength, he would be in danger!
This was the real deal of three or four moves for a life!
Boom!
That bit of strength exploded, and all kinds of feelings gushed out. Zhou Zhengquan's body swelled, his muscles distinct and vaguely enlarged.
In his mind, he visualized the unceasingly converging flood and the unceasingly rising accumulating force. After the mighty force bounced back from his feet, he let the torrent pour down and hit the ground fiercely, splashing a loud and clear sound of splashing water.
He raised his right arm and clenched his fist like a hammer. He really used all his strength and smashed down with a loud bang.
Flying Flow Punch, "Waterfall"!
This time, he wanted to keep Lin Que in place and not send him flying.
Bam! The air exploded as the fist smashed down. Lin Que had just stabilized his center of gravity when he was faced with this despairing blow.
He quickly took a breath, his body trembling, and his Qi and blood condensed into a ball in an instant.
In his mind, he visualized a meteor that streaked across the sky and ignited his body. He lowered his waist, crossed his legs, and got into a good posture.
Since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well give it his all!
Boom! The meteor fell to the ground and the "ball" exploded, causing Lin Que's temples to bulge. Part of his muscles expanded, but the other part was unusually tight.
Bam! He raised his legs and swung his waist. His right hand formed a fist and punched upwards as if he was moving or blocking.
Bang!
Their fists collided. Both of their bodies shook at the same time, as if they would bounce up in the next second.
Zhou Zhengquan had the absolute advantage, so he didn't suffer much from the shock. However, the remnants in his body were far greater than Lin Que's. Once triggered, his body shook endlessly, his Qi and blood surged, and his throat became dry.
This made his left leg, which he wanted to pull out, go weak, and he couldn't keep up in time.
Lin Que, on the other hand, was hammered down from above. His feet seemed to sink into the black bricks. His muscles and tendons were also shaken, trembling uncontrollably.
At this moment, he was as stiff as a puppet, and eerily shot backwards as if he had been pushed in the chest by an invisible giant.
"Yin-yang Twist"!
At the critical moment, he borrowed strength from the "Yin-yang Twist" and used it to "exile" himself, away from Zhou Zhengquan, to avoid the following attacks.
Zhou Zhengquan's "Flying Three Consecutive Strikes" was extremely terrifying. After blocking and borrowing, Lin Que still couldn't resolve it. He could only follow the momentum and fall to the ground, rolling continuously.
If he didn't do so, he would have suffered serious internal injuries.
During this process, Lin Que controlled the strength in his body, continuously twitching his tendons and bulging his muscles. He quickly collided with the ground, diverting and borrowing the force again and again.
Zhou Zhengquan managed to stabilize the shock and cold current with great difficulty. He was about to give chase when he felt his body become empty. He almost couldn't maintain his elegant posture.
Sigh, if I could successfully throw myself out this time, Lin Que would have lost … He couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't been hit twice by the Frost Force, if he hadn't been hit by the Tremor Punch continuously, and if he hadn't consumed more energy than expected, now would be the time to reap the fruits of victory!
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zhengquan took a big stride forward. Just as he was in front of Lin Que, he saw Lin Que's right hand press down and use the momentum to flip over. Then, without warning, his left leg lashed out. It was fast and fierce, with a force of at least a thousand pounds.
Bam! Dan stage fighters had Absolute Reaction, so Zhou Zhengquan wasn't caught off guard. But his body's reaction was half a beat slower, so he couldn't seize the best time to kick out. He could only barely tighten his muscles and resist with a low kick.
Bang! During the collision, Lin Que took advantage of the force and stood up again. He stepped forward and punched without dodging.
At this point, Zhou Zhengquan was really close to his limit. But he found that Lin Que was sweating like rain and his face was pale. Obviously, he wasn't relaxed, so he clenched his teeth and launched the "Continuous" of the Fly Fall Punch to fight with his opponent in close quarters.
Until now, Lou Cheng, who had been holding his breath since Zhou Zhengquan's "Three Consecutive Strikes", finally let out a long sigh of relief. He was shocked by his brother-in-law's "near-death" situation.
If it were him, facing Zhou Zhengquan's outburst, even if he was in peak condition, he wouldn't be able to withstand it. After all, his Frost Force needed to be prepared and couldn't be used in a flash.
"Is this the real fighting ability of an Eighth Pin Dan stage fighter?"
While thinking, he suddenly noticed that Yan Zheke's right hand, which was massaging him, was tightly holding his left palm.
"Don't worry …" He reached out and patted the back of his girlfriend's hand, comforting her.
Yan Zheke tightened her pretty lips and nodded slightly.
…
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! The more Zhou Zhengquan fought, the more frightened he was. He felt like he was facing an emotionless iron mask, without fear or worry.
Obviously, he was tired, but his face was still indifferent and his eyes were still firm. He couldn't help but suspect that he had made a mistake.
Lin Que used the "Yin-yang Twist" as the core and the strength of his whole body as one. He launched the "24 Blizzard Strikes" continuously. The more he fought, the fiercer and crazier he became. Gradually, his momentum overwhelmed his opponent.
At this time, Zhou Zhengquan couldn't break out even if he wanted to. He had to hold on bitterly and wait for his opponent to reach his limit.
After a dozen moves, Lin Que twisted his whole body's strength and borrowed the rebound force. He raised his left arm and put his right hand quickly. "Seabed Burst Punch!"
Bang!
The exhausted Zhou Zhengquan raised his hands in time to block, but they were hit directly.
Bang! Lin Que used the rebound force and threw out his left fist again, stopping at Zhou Zhengquan's lower abdomen.
Zhou Zhengquan paused his movement, gasped, and said confidently,
"Okay, I admit defeat."
Lin Que breathed heavily and didn't respond. Sweat flowed over his eyelids, blurring his eyes. But his expression was still indifferent, and his eyes were as firm as usual.
The referee raised his right hand and announced loudly,
"Round three, Lin Que wins!"
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