Facing the fierce opponent, Fang Lin showed no fear at all, waited calmly, and used Qilin martial arts.
The phantom of Qilin was entrenched in the body, and the power of the demon bone was released. Coupled with Fang Lin's own already very powerful flesh and blood power, the whole person's aura was rising, and he kept fighting with the strong man.
The stronger the man fought, the more frightened he became. Fang Lin's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation. He originally thought he could win easily, but now it seems that this is definitely a tough battle.
"Take my punch!" The strong man suddenly unleashed an extremely powerful punch, as if infinite power was concentrated on this punch.
With one punch, the power was shocking!
Fang Lin also used Qilin Fist, and as the black light surged, Qilin roared.
The two fists collided, and Fang Lin groaned, his arms trembled slightly, and his figure continued to fall back.
But the strong man remained motionless and completely had the upper hand.
"It's even more powerful than that punch just now!" Fang Lin said in his heart, but he didn't expect that this strong man still had some strength left.
Seeing that Fang Lin was suppressed by him, the strong man's grin became more intense. He stepped forward, punched out with both fists, and displayed a set of boxing martial arts. The attack was particularly fierce, as if thousands of boulders were constantly coming towards Fang Lin. .
Without any hesitation, the Qilin suit was unleashed by Fang Lin. This guy's physical strength was too strong. Without the protection of the Qilin suit, Fang Lin would not be able to fight with him.
"Your demon bone seems to be very good, but unfortunately in the face of absolute strength, even the demon bone cannot make up for the gap in strength." The strong man sneered, and his strikes became more fierce. The power of each punch seemed to be constantly improving. Among them, one punch is stronger than the other.
Fang Lin has a unicorn battle suit to protect his body, and his own strength is not weak, so he can sustain himself in a fight with this strong man.
But as time went by, Fang Lin gradually became exhausted. This strong man's physical body was so terrifying, so strong that it was beyond imagination. And as the fighting time went by, this strong man seemed to have inexhaustible power in his body, and he would It keeps pouring out.
Fang Lin had already maximized his physical strength, but his opponent's physical strength was still slowly improving.
If this continues, Fang Lin will eventually be completely suppressed, with no hope of victory in sight.
"Your physical body is very strong, but unfortunately compared to me, it is still far behind." The strong man said while attacking Fang Lin fiercely, as if he was deliberately using words to attack Fang Lin.
Fang Lin turned a deaf ear. He was also releasing his ultimate power. The physical body was a treasure house with endless potential. Only by constantly digging could he become stronger and stronger.
In the Wuji Battle Hall, Fang Lin dug once and gained his current strength.
Now, although the fight with this strong man was full of crises, Fang Lin regarded it as a test for himself.
boom!
There was another fist fight, which was enough for the two of them to fight countless times. The fists collided, and the power continued to pour out.
But this time, Fang Lin was finally not shaken back and stood firmly on the spot. Even though his arms were shaking, he was indeed much better than before.
"Huh?" The strong man finally noticed something was wrong. Fang Lin's strength was actually constantly improving. Although it was not obvious, it was indeed different from when they first fought.
"It turns out that you are the same type of person as me!" The strong man grinned ferociously.
"I'm stronger than you!" Fang Lin responded, with a hint of unruliness and arrogance in his tone.
The strong man became angry and let out a long roar. On his arms, densely packed words emerged, as if they were a scripture.
When he saw this scripture, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly changed.
"The blessing method of Qihai Buddhism?" Fang Lin said in his mouth, and immediately retreated in a leap to distance himself from the strong man.
"You do have some knowledge." The strong man's arms were glowing with a strange golden light, and Buddhist sutra text appeared, making the arms swell even more.
Fang Lin's expression was solemn. He didn't expect that this strong man had so many methods. His physical body was already so strong. Coupled with the blessing method of Qihai Buddhism, his strength might exceed the limit of a spiritual pulse warrior.
As expected, the strong man punched out. The punch had not yet come, but the force of the punch had already made Fang Lin feel his breath suffocated.
It must not be hard-wired!
This was the instinctive thought in Fang Lin's heart. This punch was too powerful and he couldn't handle it now.
At that moment, Fang Lin slapped the Nine Palace Bag directly, and the big ink seal roared out, directly suppressing the strong man.
"Well done!" The strong man laughed wildly, not afraid at all, and punched the big ink seal.
This scene shocked Fang Lin. Even he was unable to forcefully remove the large ink seal, but this strong man did so directly.
The ink-colored seal's offensive was blocked, and the strong man blocked it with his fists.
The strong man's body was calm, and his feet seemed to have roots. He used the most extreme strength to fight against the big ink seal, without any difficulty at all.
"Get out of here!" The big man roared and punched out with another fist, hitting the big ink seal with both fists.
This time, the big ink seal immediately flew out, seemingly unable to put any pressure on the strong man.
Seeing this, Fang Lin opened his spiritual eyes and used the power of his spiritual eyes to suppress the strength of the strong man.
"What can a mere spiritual eye do to me?" the strong man yelled. There was also a spiritual eye open on his forehead. It was not much lower than Fang Lin.
The big ink seal kept bombarding the strong man, but the strong man was able to resist it with both fists.
Fang Lin once again displayed the martial arts of the Supreme Temple, and a vortex appeared, taking advantage of the time when the ink seal was dealing with the strong man to continue to gather strength.
The vortex is getting bigger and bigger, turning faster and faster. This time it does not absorb other power, but it also condenses Fang Lin's inner strength. Although the power is not as powerful as the last time it was used, it will not be much weaker.
The vortex swept out, and the strong man did not dare to be careless. The golden light shone on his left fist, and the shadow of an Arhat appeared faintly.
The Buddhist Arhat represents power!
This punch is Arhat Fist!
boom! ! ! !
But in this confrontation, Fang Lin won!
Although the Buddhist Arhat is the embodiment of power, what Fang Lin performs is the martial arts of the Supreme Temple, which is completely superior to the Arhat Fist in terms of level.
The whirlpool contained all of Fang Lin's inner energy, and the fully released power was unstoppable to a strong man.
I saw that his body was injured, he kept falling back, and he was hit hard by the big ink mark on his body.
This time, the strong man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and looked a little ugly.
But Fang Lin was still a little disappointed. Although he had the upper hand, he was not able to completely defeat this person. The outcome of this game has not been truly determined yet.