The originally lively scene was silent for a moment, and Yi An was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out, before being carried away.
Yi Jing shocked the scene with a thunderous blow, immediately making those who were wary of it retreat.
However, some people are self-righteous and do not know whether to live or die.
"Yi Jing, you're not going to slap someone in the face, but you're bullying your colleagues like this. Isn't it too much for you to do this?"
Someone jumped out and accused Yi Jing of grievances.
Yi Jing stared at him: "You want to challenge me too?"
The man was speechless for a while and gritted his teeth: "Yes, I just want to challenge you and fight for the injustice of my sworn brother!"
"It seems you are all the same!"
Yi Jing looked disdainful, the floor under his feet creaked, and there were many cracks. He stood up from the ground and rushed out with the strong wind howling.
If Yi Jing had no fireworks before, then at this moment he was like a tiger descending from the mountain to pounce on food.
The terrifying momentum shocked everyone.
boom!
Everyone felt a flash of light and shadow in front of their eyes, and then they saw a figure thrown away, and then with a bang, a car was deformed.
Hiss, so fierce!
Everyone looked at Yi Jing differently.
"Who else!"
Yi Jing stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone.
"Aoba Takeshi wins!"
A bald young man came out: "Yi Jing, you have gone too far. It was just a competition, but you are so vicious..."
"If you want to fight, just fight, there are so many nonsense words!"
Yi Jing sneered, dodged, rushed forward, and directly interrupted Wu Ying's words.
His fists were white but as thick as mountains, and Wu Ying was so pressed that he had no backhand strength.
"I think."
In less than five rounds, Wu Ying could not help but give up. But before the words were spoken, Yi Jing's fist had already landed on his chest.
puff!
Wu Ying vomited blood and flew backwards, holding back his words to admit defeat.
"Damn it, who said Yi Jing is a waste? He is so fierce. If he is a waste, then I will be worse than a waste!"
A middle-aged man who was about to attack Yi Jing cursed secretly, then quietly withdrew from the crowd and disappeared.
"Junior brother!"
As soon as Wu Ying landed, two disciples from the Qingye Martial Arts School rushed forward to catch Wu Ying. Another person came out with a sharp sword in his hand and glared at Yi Jing indignantly: "Yi Jing, do it. It’s too cruel, my junior brother is obviously ready to admit defeat!”
Yi Jing looked at him: "You want to try my strength too?"
"snort!"
The disciple from the Qingye Martial Arts School snorted coldly, drew his sword and charged forward without saying a word.
The sword light was sharp and extremely cunning. But Yi Jing remained motionless. No matter how fast and tricky the sword was, he could always block it just right. Moreover, his fists were so powerful that every time he crossed paths with the sword, the Qingye Martial Arts disciple's arm became numb from the shock.
Among the crowd, a disciple from Qingye Martial Arts School suddenly changed his expression and jumped out: "Be merciful!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click, and the sharp sword in the hand of the Qingye Martial Arts disciple was broken by Yi Jing's punch. Then the fist swept away, and a figure vomited blood and flew out.
"What a strong physical body. Has he already reached the first level?"
Many people were shocked. Anyone with a bit of discernment could tell that the long sword in the hands of the Qingye Martial Arts disciples was a refined weapon that could never be broken by an ordinary foundation-building warrior with a physical fist.
And right now, Yi Jing has no trap at all. What does this mean
However, some people don't think so, and think that Yi Jing should have practiced a martial art similar to Iron Palm.
"Now the Qingye Martial Arts School has kicked the iron plate, injuring two disciples in a row. Both of these two are about to open up the Qi Sea Dantian, and they are much stronger than Gu Heng!"
There was a lot of chatter in the crowd. In front of everyone, Yi Jing lost three people in a row. No one dared to talk about trash anymore.
On the opposite restaurant, the young man in white looked at Yi Jing below, with a solemn look in his eyes: "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid this Yi Jing is just like you. He has achieved the two extreme realms by himself, otherwise it would be impossible to rely solely on physical strength." The punch breaks the weapon!"