Chapter 427

Everyone's eyes fell on the huge smoke. Even if they could not see their bodies, they seemed to have predicted the outcome of the war.

Looking at the dust in front of him, the old man was not happy. With a wave of his hand, a huge wave of energy formed a wave, which scattered all the dust in the field.

Two figures slowly emerged in the public's line of sight.

At this time, a huge stone pit in the middle of the field appeared in the center of the field, with a diameter enough to cover half of the battle platform.

At this time, Cheng Jiang's face is a little ugly, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth. He kneels on one knee, and the yellowish armor on his body has a crack. The concise and winding yellowish aura of his whole body also seems a little confused.

"What? Cheng Jiang was injured

Several people in the audience immediately exclaimed.

At this time, Cheng Jiang's eyes are dignified. He looks at Chen Jie, who is dressed in white and has no change in his clothes.

Chen Jie indifferent eyes on Cheng Jiang's body, clear eyes without the slightest fluctuation, as if just happened, I have nothing to do with themselves.

"Brother wood, come on

See Chen Jie is not injured, green Yan a careful dirty immediately settled down, small face flushed toward the field shouting.

"Come again!"

Cheng Jiang's face sank. Suddenly, there was a little yellow aura that had just overflowed. In a moment, there was some solidifying aura. Strands of aura rotated around his body regularly, and another pair of solidifying armor appeared on his body.

"The stone avalanche!"

A few cups of aura, which is thicker than the color and fluctuation of the armor on the body, is continuously condensed on the palm, and a very powerful fluctuation ripples in the air.

Cheng Jiang's majestic body suddenly grew a little stronger. With a roar, his body full of pressure rushed towards Chen Jie again.

"As you wish."

Chen Jie's body gently touches the ground, and his body floats up in the air. The wings of the black swallow behind him pop open in an instant. A very powerful air current is under Chen Jie's body, holding Chen Jie's body in mid air.

Chen Jie's arms stretched back and his chest stretched forward. His muscles burst open and his clothes rose.

"Jinlei changed!"

Chen Jie found that the fluctuations on Cheng Jiang's Di Beng Shi Quan were somewhat different, but the extremely regular fluctuations seemed to drive the majesty of heaven and earth, directly squeezing Chen Jie's body.

Chen Jie looks at the oncoming stone fist, but he doesn't panic. He raises his arm. The aura in his hand instantly condenses, and the golden light shows up. He suddenly blows a fist in the direction of Cheng Jiang, which is extremely fierce.

It's hard to be positive.

A stone fist and a golden fist collided together, and another burst of air burst in the impact of the two fists. Forming a golden and earthy yellow barrier.

Suddenly, Chen Jie puts his fists on Cheng's hands and winds his arms around Cheng's chest.

Chen Jie pours the power of wind and thunder into his palm. The palm wrapped in golden light is almost close to his arm. He unties the violent force and slides his feet. He approaches Cheng Jiang as fast as a fish. The golden palm is directly printed on Cheng Jiang's chest.

Stone fist whistling, from Chen Jie's ear across, just did not touch Chen Jie.

Four two thousand catties!

As the essence of Chinese Wushu, killing with kindness and strength by force is the most effective way to resolve the fierce force.

Due to the guidance of four or two strokes, Cheng Jiang's fist leans to one side. Chen Jie's palm can find a gap and directly break Cheng Jiang's defense.

Cheng Jiang is worthy of being an old hand. Seeing that his right hand's dibengshi fist has lost its momentum, his left hand's fist instantly condenses a very fierce spirit force and hurls fiercely at Chen Jie's face.

This Cheng will actually keep a backhand, so he guessed that Chen jiehui and his face hard regret, keep a hand.

But didn't Chen Jie think of that?

Feeling the strong style of boxing from the other side, Chen Jie raised a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Jie's right arm is a horizontal, direct palm into a palm knife, directly split to the three inch place of Cheng Jiang's small arm, suddenly Cheng's fierce arm strength is instantly disintegrated.

It's true that Cheng Jiang's stone fist is really very sudden. If it's placed in the general quadrupole, it will definitely be impacted. But Chen Jie's soul power has covered the whole battlefield since he began to fight with Cheng Jiang. Even if he can't see anything, he can completely control the whole battlefield.

Chen Jie found that the aura in Cheng Jiang's body was very strange from the beginning. Although the aura on his right hand was very powerful, the aura in his left hand was stronger than that of his right hand, so he was always on guard against Cheng Jiang from the beginning.

Feel Chen Jie's sudden hand knife, instantly interrupted his fist, and all the strength of the whole fist was broken, and there was a feeling of paralysis on his arm, and it was estimated that he couldn't move for a moment and a half.

This is the power of wind and thunder in Chen Jie's aura. One characteristic is the speed and blade of wind, while the characteristic of thunder is paralysis and annihilation.

Chen Jie instilled the wind blade and paralysis into his palm, and the palm turned into a blade to directly disperse Cheng Jiang's aura in the fist. The paralysis of thunder can temporarily make Cheng's hand lose its defensive ability. The combination of the two is equivalent to completely blocking Cheng Jiang's left hand attack.

"It's over."

Chen Jie's eyes light looking at in the face full of fear Cheng will, softly said.

With the power of wind and thunder, Cheng Jiang's chest is imprinted with the palm of his hand. Suddenly, a huge wave of energy blows directly in Cheng Jiang's chest.

Cheng turns his body into a dark shadow and shoots back at the stone platform behind him. Suddenly, blood gushes out of his mouth. The stone wall behind him is suddenly hit by a huge stone pit.

"Cheng Jiang was defeated, and so simply!"

"That young man seems to have lost Cheng in just one round. It's incredible!"

……

Suddenly, all the eyes were full of horror, as if everything happened too suddenly, everything seemed to be a dream.

"Boy, it's a little interesting."

Standing on the side of the venue, the old man smiles with a little meaning and looks at Chen Jie standing in the middle of the venue.

Standing on one side as the referee of the old man can be said to be the witness of the whole battle, for Chen Jie's several hand attack or can see some clues.

Chen Jie's skills defuse Cheng Jiang's martial arts skills, which are two levels higher than him. Moreover, they are extremely ingenious, without any overflow. The most important thing is that from the beginning to the end, Chen Jie did not use martial arts.

At this time, Cheng Jiang has no power to fight again. His clothes are all broken and his face looks like earth. The blood at the corner of his mouth doesn't mean to stop flowing. Only the color of horror in his eyes is moving.

"Chen Jie won this battle."

The voice of the old man resounded through the whole arena.