"Swipe! Brush!"
The martial artist standing on the stage of gratitude and resentment was blown by the attacking air waves, and his hair was flying around, and his face was full of horror.
Elder Wei's punch is terrifying!
Even if there is a thick boulder on the stage, it can be smashed to pieces!
At that moment, they all secretly judged that it must be more or less ominous for the head of the Iron Bones faction to suffer such an explosive punch!
He even looked down the stage, searching for corpses that should have been knocked out.
Um
no one
Could it be that the head of the king was not beaten, but died directly on the stage
"brush!"
"brush!"
Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked at the stage of gratitude and resentment.
really.
They caught Jun Changxiao's figure at the first time, but gradually opened their mouths, and their eyes flickered in disbelief.
"this… "
Li Qingyang's expression was also dull.
What did you see that made such an exaggerated expression appear
Seeing Jun Changxiao standing on the stage without moving a bit, his exposed palms, neck, and even his entire face were all copper-yellow, like a cast bronze statue!
"Why did his complexion change?"
"Is this a martial skill?"
"I've never heard of a martial art that changes skin color!"
That's not the point.
The point is, Elder Wei stood in front of him, with his right fist clinging to Jun Changxiao's chest, and he hit it clearly and accurately!
The force enough to crush thousands of catties of rocks hit him, why did he remain motionless? Why did you keep that disapproving smile from before
Warriors from all factions were dumbfounded.
They thought about the scene of Jun Changxiao being knocked into the air and being bombarded, but they never thought about the scene of resisting a punch and standing like a rock!
Wei Yinu didn't expect that he condensed the power of his anger and bombarded him, and he didn't even take a small step back!
"you… "
He still maintained the bombardment state, and said in surprise: "... what kind of martial art is this!"
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "The golden bell covers the iron cloth shirt."
"Iron cloth shirt covered with gold bell?"
"What kind of martial skill is this? Why have I never heard of it!"
"The name is a bit weird, it shouldn't be our Qingyang county's martial arts!"
Not only is it not Qingyang County, the entire Xingyun Continent does not have this kind of martial art, because it is a kind of kung fu of the Huaxia Kingdom on Earth.
Could it be that Jun Changxiao was once the son of Lianjia
He is fart!
On Earth, he is just an ordinary person, not to mention knowing kung fu, lacking exercise all year round, running around the playground for a few laps can become exhausted like a dog!
Then this golden bell covered iron cloth shirt...
"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!"
Jun Changxiao stood calmly, secretly rejoicing: "Fortunately, there is a talisman that can withstand beatings, otherwise you will be seriously injured if you don't die!"
It turned out that when Wei Yi was furious, he crushed the talisman of resistance to beating that was given by the novice gift package in time.
The moment it was crushed, Jun Changxiao's complexion changed, and his muscles became hardened, like a fortified wall!
At that time, he was also betting that the elixir with 1 point of contribution value would have a heaven-defying effect, and the spells from the novice gift pack would definitely not be weak!
Bet right.
The talisman of resistance to beating is very strong, super strong!
"I said."
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "Did you not eat, and you were so weak when you were punched?"
The time limit for the Talisman of Resistance to Beating is 60 minutes, Jun Changxiao has to use the remaining 59 minutes and 30 seconds to pretend to be aggressive!
"hateful!"
Wei Yi retreated dozens of steps in a rage, retreated to the edge of the platform, and immediately rushed forward!
"call!"
The right fist swung out again, carrying a wave of air visible to the naked eye!
"here we go again!"
"Stronger than last time!"
"The head of the king is still motionless, do you still have to resist?!"
"So confident!"
"boom-"
Wei Yi's furious iron fist hit Jun Changxiao's abdomen directly, sending out weak energy ripples.
The results of it
Master Jun is still standing there, motionless!
The corner of his mouth raised a smile, and said: "Elder Wei, you should try harder, if you continue to fight like this, you will only waste my time!"
"ah!"
Wei was so angry that he was going crazy.
He didn't care about accumulating momentum to accelerate, and directly punched him.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In a short period of time, Jun Changxiao was greeted several times on his chest, abdomen, and shoulders, but he always stood there with a disapproving smile on his lips.
At that moment, what appeared in the field of vision of the warriors of all factions was that the head of the Jun was like a wooden stake, allowing Elder Wei to bombard him again and again!
Stakes
The thing was hit hard, but it still reacted a bit!
Do you often laugh? Let Wei Yinu continue to bombard him, and he is always as stable as a rock.
Not stakes.
It's an iron wall!
"terrible!"
"What a powerful defensive martial skill this is!"
"Iron cloth shirt covered with diamonds! If you encounter it in the future, no matter how much it costs, you must sell it!"
Everyone yearned for the martial arts that Jun Changxiao casually said.
Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, no wonder the head of the sect dared to accept the challenge from the elder of Lingquan Sect, it turned out that they had practiced such a powerful defensive martial skill!
…
"boom!"
"boom!"
Wei Yinu punched dozens more times, and finally stopped out of breath.
This kind of unrestrained bombardment consumes the most spiritual energy.
"how?"
Jun Chang laughed disdainfully and said, "Tired from beating?"
"Damn... Damn guy..." Wei Yinu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
Jun Changxiao said lightly: "If you don't have the strength, don't challenge me in front of me, otherwise, you will only be ashamed in the public."
Wei Yi was so angry that his teeth chattered. Suddenly, he withdrew his fist, took a few steps back, put his hand on his face, and let out a 'hahaha' laugh.
"What's wrong?"
"Elder Wei won't be mad from anger, will he?"
Everyone discussed in low voices.
Suddenly, Wei Yinu stopped laughing, and said with a ferocious expression: "Boy, you should be honored to be able to force Lao Tzu to use his hole cards even if you die."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "The hole card?"
"brush!"
Wei Yinu stepped forward with both feet, bent his bow slightly, put his hands in front of his abdomen, and made a movement similar to Zhama step.
"Hoo hoo!"
Two energy clusters emerged strangely, gathered in the palms of both palms, and began to continuously absorb the aura of the surrounding world!
"I go!"
Seeing this, Jun Changxiao thought to himself, "Could it be Kamepai Qigong?"
Li Qingyang said with a solemn expression: "This is the unique martial art of the Holy Spring Sect, called the Brilliant Golden Stone Fist!"
Jun Changxiao almost fell to the ground.
It's just a martial skill, with such a long name, what a fucking talent!
And my second disciple, who said it without stopping, is also a great talent!
Tucao belongs to Tucao.
There was seriousness on Jun Chang's smiling face. After all, the two energy clusters that gathered aura became stronger and stronger!
"This light..."
Li Qingyang forgot the name of the martial skill, paused for a while and said, "What kind of stone fist, it seems to be an ordinary middle-level martial skill."
Each martial arts mental method will be subdivided into three sub-levels, namely - elementary level, intermediate level, and high level.
Although the nine-style stacking wave sword is only a low-level elementary level, if the ninth style is used, the power level can directly reach the ordinary-level elementary level!
Since the Starfall Continent has a detailed division of martial arts, it must mean that the higher the quality and level, the stronger the martial arts.
"No way!"
"Fanpin intermediate martial arts?!"
"This is in Qingyang City, but it's priceless!"
"As expected of a disciple who came out of the Holy Spring Sect, he has cultivated such a powerful martial skill!"
Amidst the envy and exclamation of the crowd, Wei Yinu had already gathered his light fist to the extreme, and the two energy clusters shone with dazzling light!
"Hoo hoo!"
A gust of wind blew up on the stage of grievances!
"Oh My God!"
"What a strong momentum!"
"Is this the middle-level martial skill of Fanpin!!"
The warriors of all factions held their breath, their eyes full of horror.
"Boy!"
Wei Yi shouted angrily: "Surrender..."
Jun Changxiao took out a wooden comb, combed the messy hair and said: "The hairstyle is messed up, it's very annoying."
"Plop!"
All warriors fell down.
Elder Wei showed his hole cards, forming a gust of wind, he didn't care about his own safety, but his hair style! !