Chapter 155： Fist

Chapter 155

"If you want to fight, fight, shout for a long time there, like singing, what are you doing?" Qin Chen saw Zhang Yi shouted for a long time, but didn't do anything, and couldn't help frowning.

"I……"

Hearing Qin Chen's words, Zhang Yi, who had been holding back for a long time, almost didn't fall to the ground.

Nima, dare to feel that he has been holding back the weather for half of the time, and the other party has not been affected at all. How is this possible?

Prince Zhao Feng frowned and said, "Zhang Yi, do it if you want to, hurry up."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Zhang Yi was depressed, gathered strength, and blasted out with a punch.

"Ji Dao Brute Fist!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Yi's right fist flew over like a peak from the sky.

Ji Dao Manquan is a martial art in the unique army of Zhang Shaojun in the south of the army. With this Ji Dao Manquan, he grew from a captain to a very famous military officer in the Great Qi State. He once died under this set of martial arts. , I do not know where.

Ji Dao Manquan is an intermediate martial skill of Xuan level, divided into six layers.

After completing the first level, he has ten horses.

Cultivate into the second level, possessing 30 horse power.

Cultivate to the third level, possessing the power of fifty horses.

By analogy, to the sixth floor, it has five hundred horses.

The Jidao Savage Fist obtained by Zhang Shaojun in the south of the Zhengzhou period is only a remnant, which can be cultivated to the fourth level, with a power of 100 horses.

But by virtue of this martial skill, Zhang Shaojun has established a magnificent military exploits in the army, a prominent side.

Although Zhang Yi's cultivation is in the late stage of the Earth level, this Extreme Dao Savage Fist has already cultivated to the third level and has forty horses. This is where his confidence lies.

In terms of strength, he prides himself on being close to invincible among Earth-level warriors.

boom!

The huge iron fist cut through the air, brought a sharp whine, and instantly approached Qin Chen.

Zhang Yi could already imagine that Qin Chen's fate under this fist must be a broken fracture and falling to the ground in pain.

A grinning smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth.

In the void, two fists quickly collided.

"Boom!"

The scene that Zhang Yi was thinking of did not happen, but Qin Chen rooted under his feet, not moving.

"What, was actually taken over?"

Zhang Yi was shocked and stunned.

"This is the source of your confidence?" Qin Chen tossed his sleeves: "I thought it was so powerful, so weak, wouldn't it be because you didn't eat breakfast in the morning?"

The punch just now was at most twenty horsepower.

"Hmph, don't want to be arrogant, I was afraid of killing you with the punch just now, so I didn't give my best." Zhang Yi was angry, his face flushed.

This is not nonsense, for fear that he would be punished by his majesty when he punched Qin Chen to death. Zhang Yi's punch just now really only used half of his power.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

With blood surging in his body, Zhang Yi grinned and made a crackling bone twisting all over his body.

He gathered his strength and punched again.

boom!

With a punch, the void exploded, as if a bomb exploded in the void.

With this punch, Zhang Yi used 70% of his strength.

"boom!"

The violent fist wind collided with Qin Chen in the void, and Qin Chen remained motionless again, without even moving.

"how is this possible?"

Zhang Yi's eyes widened. With this blow, he used 70% of his power, and even the ordinary late-stage martial artist couldn't handle it. Qin Chen actually came next?

"I don't believe it, come again."

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yi shot again.

Boom boom boom!

His right fist struck out again and again, and it struck Qin Chen like a squally torrential rain, and the violent wind swept across the sky like a seventh-level gale.

This time, he exerted his full strength and did not keep his hands at all.

"What a terrible fist style."

"It's too powerful, it's worthy of being the son of Zheng Nanhou."

"With this kind of power, even if we go up, I'm afraid we will be bombarded with a punch."

Many Janissaries changed their colors and talked in shock in secret.

Even the deputy commanders of the Imperial Guard, including Gang Lie and Wu Tao, have a solemn expression. They were far less terrible at Zhang Yi's age and cultivation level. The power contained in this fist is enough to compete with the power of the heavenly rank. In confrontation, it is no wonder that such geniuses represent the Great Qi and go to confront the geniuses of the five nations.

"Qin Chen, be careful!" Not far away, Zhao Lingshan squeezed her fist tightly, worried and nervous.

"Lingshan, don't you really have anything to do with Qin Chen, do you?" Seeing Zhao Lingshan's expression, Princess Zixun couldn't help frowning.

"Sister Zixun, I told you, things are really not what you think, Qin Chen was specially warned by my father and master, and we must have a good relationship with him."

Zhao Lingshan stomped her feet, her face flushed, and when she saw Qin Chen in danger on the court, she became worried again.

Princess Zi Xun sighed, Zhao Lingshan looks like this now, it seems that she is worried inside because of her father and master's warning, I am afraid that even she herself did not expect this.

Not far away, Qin Feng squinted his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth, watching carefully.

boom!

After counting the punches, Qin Chen finally couldn't resist and was blown out.

"Ben Xiaohou thought how strong you are, but so."

Zhang Yi let out a grinning laugh, his self-confidence skyrocketed, and he attacked Qin Chen frantically, hitting dozens of punches in a row.

Every time Qin Chen received a punch from him, he would steadily move back, stomping on the ground one by one with his feet.

"Unexpectedly, my good brother is quite resistant, and he has such strength."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth. Qin Chen could actually catch so many punches from Zhang Yi, and he might not be able to achieve such a record if he was replaced by a mid-level warrior.

But that's all.

"If you want to kill him, you only need three moves, not even at all."

Qin Feng shook his head, boasting that he had a complete understanding of Qin Chen's strength.

"Qin Chen can catch Zhang Yi so many punches, but he is about to lose."

The prince smiled.

Before he finished his words, the court suddenly changed.

"Is that just a little bit of strength? It's my offense!"

Qin Chen suddenly turned around, shook his figure, escaped Zhang Yi's punch, and instantly appeared to his left.

what?

Zhang Yi was shocked, it was too late to react, and he saw Qin Chen's iron fist hit his chest instantly.

Bang!

There was a dull roar, and Zhang Yi flew out heavily, spouting blood, and fell to the ground.

what?

Everyone was shocked and stunned. What happened?

Obviously Zhang Yi had always had the upper hand just now, and kept Qin Chen back. He could only parry. Why did Zhang Yi lose in the blink of an eye? They didn't even have time to react.

"Just this little strength, also come to pretend to be forced?"

Qin Chen sneered, patted his palms, and then glanced at Qin Feng casually.

If he didn't want to deliberately hide his strength, he could defeat Zhang Yi with a single punch, so it would be so troublesome.

But until now, almost the same effect has been obtained. When I want to come, Qin Feng thinks that his strength should not be impressive.

On the field at this time, the voice of discussion one after another.