"Not so good." Yang Chen gave Hou Yun a fierce look, knowing that this guy was still dissatisfied with the previous design by Yang Chen, and took a small revenge. But how could Yang Chen agree to such a thing, and shook his head directly.
"Then what do you say?" At this time, Fatty Jing felt that he had eaten other people's food, drank other people's fine wine, and if he wanted to bully others because of himself, it seemed a bit unreasonable, so he could only ask angrily.
"Well, let's compare our strength." When Yang Chen finally found the time to express his plan, this guy Hou Yun didn't do a good job, but the topic was just right: "If I win, you can join our Chunyang Palace, Naturally, someone will serve you delicious food and drink. If you win, I will let A-Ling serve you once a year, how about that?"
"Also." Fatty Jing had a simple mind. He nodded after hearing Yang Chen's suggestion, but immediately added: "But I might not be able to match you with my strength. I didn't grab you the last time I grabbed a plate. Why don't you learn to be old? Hou, see if you can impress me, you win if you can impress me, and you lose if you can't impress me."
Don't look at the simple-mindedness of Beijing Tiger Fatty, but he is not stupid at all. When he grabbed the plate and was pressed down by Yang Chen, he realized that Yang Chen's strength was amazing. However, he just thought that Yang Chen must be similar to Hou Yun, because the two of them are about the same size now, since Hou Yun can't beat him, Yang Chen certainly can't.
This suggestion is in the middle of Yang Chen's arms. Hou Yun is just the middle section of the Yellow Turban Warrior's body refining technique. Not long ago, because of Yang Chen's point, he reached the high section, but Yang Chen has already reached the peak of the sea when he was soaring. He was just one step away from reaching the realm of penetrating force, a whole realm higher than Hou Yun, so he couldn't even impress Jinghu.
There are many yellow scarves warriors in the fairy world, but even if they have cultivated to the realm of overwhelming strength, they can already rely on brute force to compete with the masters of Jinxian. Even if Yang Chen has not experienced the baptism of so many heavenly tribulations. The strength of the body is not comparable to that of the Xuanxian Jinxian master, but the pure strength is definitely not bad. Even more than that.
Yang Chen and Jinghu stood face to face in the vast space of the Water Mansion. Jinghu still maintained the form of a fat man and did not return to his original form. Perhaps in his heart, as long as he can take over Yang Chen's strength, no matter how strong Yang Chen is, if his realm is not as good as Hou Yun's, at most he can attack with the same level of strength as Hou Yun
Because it was purely a contest of strength, Yang Chen had no plans to use the Great Yin Yang Five Elements Flying Sword. Even Hou Yun wanted to lend him the golden stick, but Yang Chen refused. Good opponents are rare, and a target of the eighth rank of heavenly immortals is even more rare. Yang Chen is still thinking about the addiction of punching to the flesh with his bare hands.
Bang, Yang Chen came forward at the beckoning of Fatty Beijing Hujing. The unceremonious punch slammed hard on Jinghu's chubby belly. This part is almost the most fatty part of Jinghu's body, and it is also the place where he is least afraid of brute force attacks.
The voice was as low as Hou Yun's attacking Jinghu, and the moment his fist touched Jinghu's fat, Yang Chen truly felt the elasticity of Jinghu's body. The method of swallowing almost all power and then slowly releasing it through deformation buffering can be said to be the most unique method for Jinghu to deal with brute force attacks.
Jinghu originally thought that Yang Chen's fist would be softly trapped like Hou Yun's big stick, and then bounced away, leaving him unscathed. But. The strength of Yang Chen's fist made Jinghu startled.
The same fell into the fat pit, and the same was relieved by the deformation of the fat, but the force on Yang Chen's fist was so great that the fat was deformed to the limit. However, it still failed to completely remove the power above. There is still a part of the force that penetrates the fat directly, and bombards Jinghu's inner organs heavily.
Standing on the spot, Jinghu let out a slightly surprised muffled sound, and the powerful spiritual force quickly offset the force that went straight into the inner organs. Even so. There was still a faint pain in the place where Yang Chen punched him. Although it won't hurt, but the taste of the fist blow is not pleasant.
Hou Yun widened his eyes from the side, for fear of missing something. Yang Chen's body refining skills are higher than him, and Hou Yun is very clear. At this time, if you don't take a good look at what the high-level body refining technique looks like, when will it be
"Your punch is more than ten times heavier than Laohou's." The exclaimed exclamation after receiving the attack of the two is the most qualified to judge the strength of the two. Yang Chen just punched Jinghu very much. Looking at Yang Chen's inconspicuous figure, and his cultivation realm was slightly lower, the strength of this punch almost made him lose his temper.
Fortunately, despite the pain, Jinghu could still stand on the spot without being hit by a punch, otherwise the first punch would have been lost.
Yang Chen's first punch was just a test, and the next one was the real attack. Facing Jinghu, Yang Chen's fist seemed to have turned into a huge canopy, carrying hundreds of fist shadows, and slammed into Jinghu's fat. on the meat.
At this moment, Jinghu, there is nowhere to be relaxed at the beginning, with a serious face, the spiritual power roams the whole body, and the whole body is completely protected. Just after finishing this step, Yang Chen's fist reached his body.
A series of bangs were heard, and Jinghu had countless pits on his body, and each pit was the result of Yang Chen's fist attack. It was just because Yang Chen's attack speed was so fast that the first pit had not had time to bounce, and the latter pit had already appeared, and it was a shocking scene that appeared continuously.
Jinghu has almost stretched his body to the extreme, and the spiritual power of his whole body is fighting against the forces that are rushing straight into his inner organs, constantly bombarding in all directions. He had always been proud of the almost invulnerable fat, but now there was a burst of pain. It was exactly the feeling of being slammed out by Yang Chen.
However, the experts of the eighth rank of Tianxian are experts of the eighth rank of Tianxian after all. Even if they didn't use the body protection magic weapon, just relying on the protection of spiritual power, they took over this series of bombardment from Yang Chen.
However, even with the cultivation base of Jinghu, at this moment, he can no longer maintain his human body. He has completely and completely restored the original killer whale's true appearance, and his body has expanded a lot. appearance.
Yang Chen was also secretly complaining in his heart. The fat man Jinghu really lived up to his reputation, and he could even take over the power of the peak of the sea. Although he was short of the baptism of heavenly robbery, his strength would not deceive others, and every attack of his own was firmly taken over by Jinghu.
Could it be that his own strength is really helpless against this fat man