The Throw of the Universe, a move that exhausted all the efforts of the giant master Gong Yangyu, was extremely powerful. (learn.ou.m)
Dare to use the sky as the force and draw the power of the earth. This kind of courage is not something that anyone can achieve.
Tsk!
All the power is concentrated at the tip of the stick. As the stick travels quickly, blurry space ripples disperse.
At the end, the void was like a white paper, a black spot appeared, and a tiny crack appeared in the space.
The wooden stick suddenly penetrated into the void. This stick actually shattered the void. Although there was only a small gap, it was indeed opened.
All the warriors in the audience were shocked with their mouths wide open, including Lin Fei.
Sima Lingxuan, who was sitting in the seed seat, also had a strange look in his eyes, and murmured: "The Throw of the Universe, not bad. With this move of Gong Yangyu, this Five Nations Tournament can take a few steps forward." ”
"The void is shattered. This is something only Emperor Wu can do. How did Gong Yangyu do it?"
"That's Qiankun Throw, a secret skill inherited from Taiyi Sect. Its attack power is extremely powerful. I really didn't expect Gongyang Yu to have mastered it, although it's still far from being able to use it freely."
"Xiao Chen is going to be defeated. This move breaks through the void and disappears without a trace. He cannot avoid it. He will never be able to dodge it."
Many warriors on the stage said with regret, seeing that Xiao Chen was about to successfully counterattack the giant with his rookie strength, who knew that Gong Yangyu would suddenly make such a move.
Qiankun Wuji, even many low-level Martial Emperors who have understood the true essence, cannot completely resist it. How can Xiao Chen with his half-step Martial Emperor's cultivation level be able to resist it.
In mid-air, Xiao Chen looked solemn, not as panicked as everyone expected.
If Xiao Chen was only half a step above the level of the Martial Emperor, even if he practiced heaven-level skills, he would still be seriously injured if he forcibly resisted this move. This fight would be considered a draw at most.
But Xiao Chen is not the case. In addition to his huge cultivation base, his physical strength, with the help of Cang Ming's Body Refining Technique, is not much worse than that of an accomplished physical warrior like Baili Xi.
With the physical strength alone, one punch can reach 600,000 kilograms. If the energy and energy are fused, the power of one punch can reach one million kilograms, a level that even Baili Xi cannot reach.
Click!
The moment the wooden stick shattered the void, it was returned to its sheath, Xiao Chen threw it away, and the Moon Shadow Sword was thrown high into the air.
"What is he going to do? Is he looking for death?" All the warriors in the audience asked in confusion.
The whole body's energy surges between the periosteum. The Cang Ming Body Refining Technique and the Purple Thunder Divine Art surge at the same time. The vitality and energy merge instantly to form a powerful force.
Xiao Chen's whole body was agitated, and a crackling sound like fried seeds sounded from Xiao Chen's body.
puff!
One meter in front of Xiao Chen, a small hole suddenly opened in the void, and half of a thick black wooden stick was exposed and struck hard towards his face.
The force on the tip of the stick was so great that as soon as it appeared, it blew towards Xiao Chen with a trembling wind. The wind was full of energy, and it struck Xiao Chen like a blade slicing through him.
Qingfeng's robe was suddenly torn in many small holes and became extremely tattered, but when the wind blade cut into Xiao Chen's skin, it made a ping-pong-pong sound, like hitting steel.
Mad Dragon Style, back off!
With a loud shout, Xiao Chen clenched his right palm into a fist, and the strength in his body surged like a vast ocean in an instant.
As he punched out, a dragon's roar sounded. The dragon's roar was loud and harsh, and it immediately suppressed the dragon's roar emanating from the underground dragon energy.
The green dragon head appeared on the fist tip. Xiao Chen was not afraid and directly hit the tip of the stick.
boom!
A terrifying sound sounded, and the wind and thunder platform cracked open again in the flat ground, countless dragon energy surged out, and the sound of dragon roars continued in the strong wind.
Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood and took a full ten steps back in mid-air. The wooden stick with the power of heaven and earth actually took a small step back in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
"How is it possible that the Qiankun Throw was repulsed!"
On the audience stage, many warriors couldn't help but stand up when they saw this astonishing scene.
Sima Lingxuan said calmly: "The power of heaven and earth is long-lasting and far-reaching. It is not so easy to repel it."
Sure enough, I saw the heavy wooden stick that retreated half a meter. After a moment, it flew out of the void with more powerful power of heaven and earth, and crashed towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he said in a deep voice: "I see, come again!"
Facing the wooden stick that was coming at speed, Xiao Chen did not hesitate and used all his strength to hit it with another Mad Dragon Fist. The power of heaven and earth was like a river, flowing continuously towards Xiao Chen from the tip of the stick.
A large mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, but Xiao Chen ignored it. He clenched his fist with his left hand and punched him again in an instant.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sound, louder than thunder, kept ringing. With his own strength, the fusion of strength and vitality, Xiao Chen faced the wooden stick with the power of heaven and earth, and blasted it continuously.
The sky and the earth were spinning, and the entire wind and thunder platform began to shake uncontrollably. Under the surprised gazes of everyone, the unparalleled and invincible Qiankun Throw was blocked by Xiao Chen.
The energy and blood in his body were churning, and there were some scars on his internal organs. Xiao Chen looked calm. If he wanted to win, he had to be ruthless, ruthless than the enemy and even more ruthless to himself.
There is only one belief in my heart, which is to keep bombarding, keep bombarding.
If you take the sky as the general trend, I will smash the sky with one punch!
You take the power of the earth, and I will break it with one punch!
This day and this place cannot stop me!
Xiao Chen roared angrily, and the twenty-four dragon holes on his hands suddenly opened. Two green dragon tattoos slowly surged, and the power of the Mad Dragon Fist increased again by 20%.
The fists were swung as fast as lightning, and even the afterimage could not be seen. One punch, two punches, three punches... a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one punches. Xiao Chen's face was already pale and without any blood. The wood that carried the power of heaven and earth The stick finally exploded with a bang.
The sawdust flying all over the sky contained infinite power of heaven and earth, forming a terrifying air wave. Xiao Chen, who was unable to react in time, crashed into the wind and thunder barrier with a bang.
Suppressing the injuries in his body, Xiao Chen placed his heels on the wind and thunder barrier and kicked hard.
Amid the turbulence of the air, his tattered white robe flew out like catkins. With a slight move of his left hand, the Moon Shadow Knife in the sky fell into his hand again.
With a slight turn, Xiao Chen fell to the ground, the long sword was unsheathed, and the dark blade was placed on the neck of Gong Yangyu, who had no power to resist.
The long hair that had long been split was flying with the strong wind, and the tattered breeze robes were crackling, giving the originally delicate Xiao Chen a windy and unruly temperament.
Under the Martial Emperor, who dares to fight against the world with his own strength? Not only dares to fight, but also miraculously wins. Even the low-ranking Martial Emperor dare not take on the world.
In this way, he was shocked to death. The veteran strongman and giant figure, Gong Yangyu of the Taiyi Sect, was defeated by a swordsman who was only ranked ninth on the rookie list.
And the defeat was so decisive, without any trace of moisture or trickery.
This battle had twists and turns, and the hearts of everyone watching were surging and ups and downs. At this moment, it was over suddenly. The warriors on the audience stage were still a little bit unrecovered.
Gong Yangyu, who forcibly used the Qiankun Throw, was already extremely weak mentally. The last move was forcibly broken by Xiao Chen, and he was even more injured and already weak to the extreme.
Seeing the cold blade on his neck, a bitter smile appeared on his face, he raised his right hand, slowly pushed the blade aside, and said: "Gong Yangyu is not good at learning, thank you for your advice."
Defeat is defeat. Gong Yangyu looked extremely free and easy. He made no excuses. After saying that he was not good at studying, he smiled bitterly and walked off the stage.