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Three punches!

Once Nie Feng said it, everyone was shocked!

Since Nie Feng was able to defeat Zhu Xingyu, a genius disciple of the Zhu Family, everyone could acknowledge his strength. However, now that he said he would use three moves to determine the victor, everyone felt it was inconceivable.

Nie Feng paid no attention to the mocking and ridiculing voices. He stared at Lu Shanhe with a gaze as sharp as knives.

Lu Shanhe's pupils contracted involuntarily.

He wasn't someone who was superficial and would only look at the surface. He was very clear that Nie Feng's cultivation base was definitely not just limited to high-grade Black Iron. He must have a secret technique to conceal the fluctuations of the starlight.

Star martial artists who mastered this kind of technique were not the kind of people to be trifled with!

However, the suggestion Nie Feng made made made him even more vigilant.

However, being vigilant was one thing. Since Nie Feng had already made a path for Lu Shanhe to follow, there was no reason for him to refuse.

Otherwise, he would be mocked to death!

Lu Shanhe nodded and said in a deep voice, "Please enlighten me!"

This burly man secretly made up his mind. He must teach Nie Feng a lesson and let him know how powerful he was. He definitely wouldn't be able to defeat him in just a few moves!

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and all the muscles in his body bulged rapidly as if they were filled with air.

Obviously, Lu Shanhe had fully activated his Star Wheel and completely released his Star Energy. His entire body was enveloped by a fierce and tough aura.

The sounds of discussion around the arena instantly disappeared without a trace. Everyone's attention was completely focused on the battle.

Many people wanted to see how Nie Feng could accomplish the feat of guarding the arena within three moves.

If he could not defeat Lu Shanhe, then he would just die from spittle!

Dong ~

The battle drum sounds that represented the official start of the competition seemed to have struck the hearts of the people.

With the last sound of the drum ringing out three times, Nie Feng suddenly took a big step forward. His entire body was like a drawn saber, its sharp edge aimed straight at Lu Shanhe.

Lu Shanhe's expression immediately changed.

He was shocked to find that Nie Feng's aura had undergone a shocking change. Not only that, but he was also silently rushing towards him like a storm, causing a mountain-like pressure to weigh down on him.

This sort of pressure was invisible and intangible, but it was suppressed above his head, around his body, and in the depths of his soul. This pressure was invisible and intangible, but it was suppressed above his head, around his body, and in the depths of his soul.

Astral pressure, it was actually Astral pressure!

Lu Shanhe let out an unwilling roar in his heart. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Nie Feng to have comprehended the Star Force and pressure that only Silver Warriors could wield.

His first thought was that it was impossible. He even suspected that Nie Feng used some special cheating method to fight for the Stellar Martial Competition with the cultivation of a Silver Warrior.

However, Lu Shanhe wasn't an ordinary person. He wasn't born into a large family like Zhu Xingyu, and his cultivation was built up through hard work and effort; his determination was very strong.

Although he was caught off guard by Nie Feng's Star Force pressure, his mind was only distracted for a split-second. After reacting to it, he immediately let out a furious roar of resistance.

"Ah ~"

However, at that moment, Nie Feng had already arrived in front of him, and threw a punch towards his face.

The iron fist tore through the air, and the dragon and tiger howled!

This punch was fast enough, so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye. So fast that Lu Shanhe was unable to dodge it even if he wanted to.

This punch was powerful enough to make Lu Shanhe feel terrified. The fighting spirit that had just been ignited was now in disarray.

The most important thing was that the power contained within this punch went into the skin, into the flesh, into the bones, into the tendons, and into the marrow!

Lu Shanhe had no way of dodging or parrying. The only thing he could do was to raise his arms and cross them over his head. His whole body was as tight as a bow, and grit his teeth as he tried to block Nie Feng's fist.

Boom! *

Nie Feng's Tiger Fist struck on the intersection of Lu Shanhe's arms, causing a deep and loud blast.

Everyone was shocked!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lu Shanhe retreated three steps back. Each step was extremely heavy, so much so that even the floor was caved in.

Then he stopped.

Nie Feng didn't pursue and attack him. Instead, he slowly retracted his fist.

Lu Shanhe stared at him. His cheeks were puffed up, his eyes were wide and bloodshot.

It looked fine.

Many of the martial artists around the Western Arena became excited, because Lu Shanhe had already received Nie Feng's first punch without any injuries. With just two more punches, he would be able to knock Nie Feng off the stage.

Since the Heavenly Madman was in trouble, it was only right for Nie Feng to give Nie Yan a lesson, let him know the logic of having a strong opponent at his beck and call!

However, to his surprise, Nie Feng didn't rush to punch him again. The corner of his mouth twitched as he lightly said, "If you don't spit this blood out, you'll only be a piece of black iron for the rest of your life."

Before Nie Feng finished his sentence, Lu Shanhe, who was standing a few steps away from him, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood!

That punch of Nie Feng just now had broken through Lu Shanhe's defense and penetrated into his body, causing his internal organs to be injured from the shock. If he were to forcefully suppress the blood and not vomit it out, his internal injuries would only get worse and worse, leaving behind a hidden danger that he would never be able to recover from.

Unless he obtained some miraculous miracle medicine, he would never be able to attempt to break through to the martial dao realm.

This kind of elixir was not something that Lu Shanhe could possess.

He raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter smile, "The fist intent has entered the marrow. I'm impressed. I lost!"

Lu Shanhe himself was proficient in fist techniques, so he was very clear about the power of Nie Feng's punch. Even though he was unwilling, he did not dare to forcibly endure it, lest he miss the best time to heal his wounds.

When he admitted defeat straightforwardly, many people were dumbfounded. Especially those who had mocked Nie Feng earlier, they felt as if their faces had swollen and burned with pain!

There were also quite a number of people who were inexplicably shocked.

It was because they just found out that Nie Feng's fist technique had already reached the realm of Marrow!

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