"Nothing much." Yang Chen glared at Hou Yun fiercely, knowing that this guy was still dissatisfied with Yang Chen's scheme before and wanted a little revenge. However, how could Yang Chen agree to this kind of thing? He shook his head directly.
"Then what do you say?" Fatty Jing felt that after eating his food and drinking his wine, it seemed a bit unreasonable to bully others with his own strength, so he could only ask resentfully.
"Well, let's compete in strength." Yang Chen finally found the time to say his plan. Hou Yun didn't do anything good, but this topic was just right, "If I win, you will join our Chunyang Palace. Naturally, there will be people who will serve you well. If you win, I will let A 'Ling entertain you once a year, how about it? "
"That's fine too." Fatty Jing's thoughts were simple. After listening to Yang Chen's suggestion, he nodded immediately, but then immediately added, "But I may not be better than you in terms of strength. I couldn't snatch the plate from you last time. Why don't you learn from Old Hou and see if you can move me? If you can move me, then you win. If you can't move me, then you lose. "
Although Fatty Jing's brain was simple, he was not stupid at all. When he was suppressed by Yang Chen for the plate, he realized that Yang Chen's strength was amazing. However, he only felt that Yang Chen must be about the same as Hou Yun because the two of them were about the same size now. Since Hou Yun couldn't move him, Yang Chen certainly couldn't either.
This suggestion was exactly what Yang Chen wanted. Hou Yun was just a Yellow Turban Strongman with an arcane power of Overturning River. Not long ago, he reached the advanced stage because of Yang Chen's guidance, while Yang Chen had already reached the peak of Overturning Sea Strength when he ascended. He was only one step away from reaching the realm of Earth Strength. Compared to Hou Yun, he was a whole realm higher, so it was not impossible for him to move Jing Hu.
There were many Yellow Turban Strongmen in the Immortal World who had only reached the realm of Overturning Sea Strength and could already compete with Golden Immortal masters with brute force. Even if Yang Chen had not experienced the baptism of Heaven's Retribution, and the strength of his body was not comparable to that of Xuan Immortal and Golden Immortal masters, he was not bad in terms of pure strength. In fact, it might even surpass them.
Yang Chen and Jing Hu stood facing each other in the vast space of the underwater mansion. Jing Hu still maintained the form of a fatty, not returning to his original appearance. Perhaps in his heart, as long as he could withstand Yang Chen's strength, no matter how strong Yang Chen was, in a situation where his realm was inferior to Hou Yun's, he could at most have the strength of Hou Yun's attack, right?
Because it was purely a contest of strength, Yang Chen did not intend to use the Great Yin Yang Five Elements Flying Sword. Even Hou Yun's offer to lend him the golden rod was rejected by Yang Chen. A good opponent was hard to come by, and an eighth tier Heaven Immortal target was even harder to come by. Yang Chen was still thinking of fighting with his bare fists.
Peng. Under Jing Hu's signal, Yang Chen walked up and unceremoniously punched Jing Hu's plump belly. This was the part of Jing Hu's body with the most fat, and it was also the part where he was least afraid of brute force attacks.
The sound was as deep as when Hou Yun attacked Jing Hu. The moment his fist touched Jing Hu's fat, Yang Chen truly felt the elasticity of Jing Hu's body. This method of swallowing almost all power and then slowly reducing the force through deformation could be said to be Jing Hu's most unique method of dealing with brute force attacks.
Jing Hu originally thought that Yang Chen's fist would softly sink in like Hou Yun's rod, and then be bounced off, leaving him unharmed. However, the power carried by Yang Chen's fist gave Jing Hu a big fright.
Similarly sinking into the pit of fat, similarly having the force reduced by the fat deformation, but the strength of Yang Chen's fist was so great that even though the fat had deformed to its limit, it still could not completely reduce the force. There was still a part of the force that directly penetrated the fat and heavily bombarded Jing Hu's internal organs.
Standing in the same place, Jing Hu made a slightly surprised muffled sound, and his powerful spiritual power quickly offset the force that went straight into his internal organs. Even so, the place where he was hit by Yang Chen's fist still had some faint pain. Although it was not enough to injure him, the feeling of the fist hitting him was not good.
Hou Yun's eyes widened on the side, for fear of missing a little. Yang Chen's Body Refining Technique realm was higher than his, Hou Yun was clear. This was not a good time to see what the higher realm of Body Refining Technique looked like.
"Your punch is more than ten times heavier than Old Hou's." Those who had received the attacks of the two exclaimed and were most qualified to judge the strength of the two. Yang Chen's punch made Jing Hu very surprised. Looking at Yang Chen's figure, his cultivation base was also slightly low, but the strength of this punch almost made him lose his composure.
Fortunately, Jing Hu, who endured the pain, could still stand in the same place and was not sent flying by the punch. Otherwise, he would have lost in the first punch.
Yang Chen's first punch was just a test, and the next was the real attack. Facing Jing Hu, Yang Chen's fist seemed to turn into a large canopy, carrying hundreds of fist shadows, and slammed into Jing Hu's fat.
At this moment, Jing Hu was not as relaxed as he was at the beginning. His face was serious, and his spiritual power flowed all over his body, completely protecting his whole body. Just after this step, Yang Chen's fist had already reached his body.
A series of banging sounds were endless, and countless pits appeared on Jing Hu's body. Each pit was the result of Yang Chen's fist attack. Just because Yang Chen's attack speed was too fast, the first pit had not had time to bounce, and the second pit had already appeared. Such a shocking scene appeared one after another.
Jing Hu's body was almost stretched to the extreme, and all the spiritual power in his body was resisting the power that rushed straight into his internal organs, bombarding from all directions. He had always been proud of his almost invulnerable fat, but at this moment, there was a burst of pain. It was completely the feeling of being forcibly blasted out by Yang Chen.
However, an expert of the eighth grade of the Sky Immortal realm was an expert of the eighth grade of the Sky Immortal realm. Even if he did not use a magic treasure to protect himself, he only relied on his body and spiritual power to defend himself, and he was able to withstand the series of bombardment from Yang Chen.
However, even with Jing Hu's cultivation base, he could no longer maintain a human body at this moment. He completely restored his original appearance of a killer whale, and his body had also expanded a lot, becoming several feet in circumference, no longer just three feet.
Yang Chen also secretly complained in his heart. Jing Hu, this fatty, really lived up to his reputation. His fat body could even withstand the power of the peak of the Sea Pouring Strength. Although he had not been baptized by the heavenly tribulation, power would not lie. Every one of his attacks was firmly received by Jing Hu.
Could it be that his strength was really helpless against this fatty?
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