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From retreating one step at a time to suddenly launching a counterattack, Nie Feng's punching speed, strength, and aura reached their peak at the same time.

The most terrifying thing was that what accompanied the attack of Nie Feng's fists was a powerful momentum. Formless and intangible, it gave Ji Xinghua a great shock and impact.

Boom! * Boom! *

Anyone could see that he was barely able to receive the blow. If Nie Feng's strength increased, then there would be no need for this fight to continue.

Because of this, the situation between the two sides had completely reversed!

"Alright!"

All of the martial arts students felt their blood boiling. Although most of them had yet to figure out how Nie Feng had turned the situation around, they did not hesitate to cheer and cheer for Nie Feng!

On the other hand, the two Zhaoyang disciples were dumbfounded. They never thought that under the situation where Ji Xinghua had an overwhelming advantage, Nie Feng would be able to turn the tides with one move and almost lose out.

As the direct disciples of Zhaoyang Martial Arts School, the two of them had personally experienced the power of Ji Xinghua's Thousand Illusionary Palm. They had predicted that Nie Feng, as a beginner Black Iron Warrior, was no match for Ji Xinghua.

However, reality was like a merciless slap in their faces.

Ji Xinghua regained his balance as his white face turned purple and his eyes were filled with shock.

Astral pressure!

Just now, Nie Feng's punch not only contained a powerful fist force, but also a powerful aura. It directly intimidated Ji Xinghua's soul consciousness, causing him to lose so badly.

A beginner Black Iron Warrior had actually used his Star Suppression to intimidate an advanced Black Iron Warrior. If it were just a few breaths ago, Ji Xinghua would never have believed that such a thing would happen.

He wasn't willing to believe it now either!

It must be fake! He must have used some kind of fake cultivation technique to fake his momentum!

"Again!"

He was like a gambler who had lost all his bets. He put on the last of his underpants and forcefully suppressed the surging qi and blood in his body. He urged the Star Wheel to unleash a large amount of star power to fight back against Nie Feng.

His intertwined palms struck out, and in an instant, the number of palm prints broke through the 30 barrier!

It was at that moment that Nie Feng unleashed his second move.

He took a step forward and raised his left fist and punched downwards. His right arm bent and punched upwards like a tiger's roar and the moon. He charged towards Ji Xinghua with an even stronger aura!

Tiger Roar Mountain!

Unlike Ji Xinghua's ever-changing Thousand Illusion Palm, Nie Feng's True Form Tiger Fist was not considered complicated. It could even be said to be very simple. Each move did not have many fancy movements, and from the perspective of appreciation, it was far less than the former.

However, this set of fist techniques was powerful, powerful, fierce, and powerful. The fist strikes were powerful and unrestrained like a fierce tiger fighting against a tiger. They carried an unspeakable overbearing martial energy, and were extremely compatible with Nie Feng's tiger-like personality!

The moment he used the Fierce Tiger Roar Forest, a flame tiger that was burning with flames jumped out from his heart's sea of origin star. It raised its head and let out a soundless roar.

From a distance, it looked like a flying fireball, but also like the skull of a ferocious beast formed by raging flames. This allowed the power of Nie Feng's fist to reach its peak!

No matter how hard Ji Xinghua tried, Nie Feng's Tiger Fist moved forward with an unstoppable aura as it arrived in front of Ji Xinghua.

Ji Xinghua's eyes were bloodshot, and there was no way to explain the grievance he felt in his heart. Nie Feng's attack was too overbearing and unreasonable. He did not play any tricks, and only used force to suppress his opponent!

And this was precisely hitting his vital points.

Although the Thousand Illusionary Palm was very strong, in order to display the true might of this set of palm techniques, one would need the support of strong star power, which meant that one had to reach a very high level of cultivation.

Although Ji Xinghua had already grasped some of the essence of the Thousand Illusion Palm, his cultivation level clearly couldn't reach the level where he could easily control this high class battle skill. His ability to create palm prints was very limited and he also dispersed his power.

Against an opponent like Zhang Mo, Ji Xinghua was able to move with ease. However, Nie Feng's flawless and tricky Real Form Tiger Fist was the perfect opponent for him.

If Ji Xinghua had given up on the Thousand Illusionary Palm and switched to another battle skill, he might have had a chance to win. However, he had been so focused on trying to erase his shame that he forgot the basic rules of a martial artist's battle.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, only then would you be able to survive a hundred battles!

Therefore, when Nie Feng's even more powerful fist attack arrived, Ji Xinghua's Thousand Illusion Palm strike could no longer hold on and instantly collapsed. He could only helplessly retreat again and lower his arm to block, just like before.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight Nie Feng, but that he couldn't do it!

Nie Feng's grasp of the 'Force' far surpassed Ji Xinghua's, causing the gap in their cultivation realms to no longer exist.

Boom! * Boom! *

Another two dull tremors rang out, along with the crisp sound of broken bones. Even though Ji Xinghua had successfully blocked Nie Feng's Tiger Fist, he was once again forced back.

This time, he was in a much more miserable state than last time. Not only did he consecutively step back seven or eight steps, his body was on the verge of collapse.

"Junior apprentice-brother Ji!"

Seeing this, the only disciple who hadn't exchanged blows with Nie Feng turned pale with fright. He hurriedly abandoned his teammates and ran over to support Ji Xinghua. "Are you alright?"

Ji Xinghua didn't look like he was fine at all. His forehead was covered in sweat and his face was twisted with pain. His gaze on Nie Feng was like that of a wounded wolf.

Nie Feng calmly retracted his fists and cupped his fists as he said, "Thanks for letting me win."

The words "I give way" were like an iron fist that struck Ji Xinghua's chest. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He was only able to avoid falling to the ground with the help of his companions.

"Senior Brother Nie is mighty!"

It was unknown who shouted first, but all the martial arts students followed suit and shouted in excitement.

In this battle, Nie Feng had only used three moves to defeat the insufferably arrogant Ji Xinghua!

All of their grievances and depression vanished without a trace, and replacing them was incomparable joy and excitement.

Nie Feng had also established a very high status in the hearts of these dojo disciples.

Because this was a world where the strong were respected!

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