Shi Chongshan had a sneer on his face.
"Get away!"
Zhao Zhong was so angry that he smacked his palm and the wind swept towards Shi Chongshan like a furious wave.
"Hahaha! Master Zhao, I'm afraid your abilities are not enough!"
Shi Chongshan laughed wildly and struck out with the same palm.
The two palms met, making an extremely dull sound.
Zhao Zhong's expression changed instantly.
He felt an unimaginably majestic force surge from Shi Chongshan's palm, like a ten thousand-foot high mountain pouring down.
All the power of his palm was crushed to pieces, and his whole body was shaken by this huge force and he took seven or eight steps back before he could stand firm.
My whole right arm ached, and my body was filled with qi and blood.
The gap between Transforming Force mid-term and Transforming Force peak is really too big.
Zhao Zhong's face became extremely ugly at this moment.
Shi Chongshan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Zhao Zhong, your apprentice's skills are not as good as others, and he asked for his own death in the ring. You, Zhao Daguan, are mainly unconvinced. You can go to the ring to fight Shi, but I don't know if you have that ability."
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
On the ring, Li Kunlun's fist had already been blasted out.
Qin Xuan fell to the ground, opening and closing his mouth, wanting to admit defeat, but couldn't make any sound.
He could only watch helplessly as the fist filled with terrifying energy hit his chest.
"Am I going to die..."
Qin Xuan closed his eyes in despair.
At the last moment when his eyes were about to close and his consciousness fell into darkness, a black shadow shot out from the edge of the ring, like a black lightning streak across the sky, arriving first and blocking him in front of him.
The man punched out.
The powerful fist collided with Li Kunlun's fatal punch.
Boom!
A shocking loud noise exploded on the ring,
The two An Jin collided together without any fancy. With the two people as the center of the circle, the air within a three-foot radius was squeezed by this terrifying force, causing a shrill scream.
The surface of the arena shattered inch by inch like fragile thin ice, and spider web-like cracks spread crazily around, all the way to the edge of the arena under the ropes.
After the smoke and dust cleared, everyone finally saw clearly the figure blocking Qin Xuan.
The next moment, the whole place became deathly quiet.
That person is actually Jiang Fa!
He was the boy who was not favored by everyone from the beginning.
At this time, his feet were deeply sunk into the shattered ring, and two half-foot-deep grooves extended from the back of his feet to the edge of the ring.
Li Kunlun, on the other hand, also took a few steps back.
There was a flash of disbelief in his eyes, which was immediately replaced by a darker look of evil.
"Jiang Fa!"
"It's actually Jiang Fa!"
"Oh my god, he actually caught Li Kunlun's full punch!"
The audience in the stands were stunned for a moment, and then erupted into exclamations like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
The disciples of the Zhao Clan Martial Hall were so excited that they almost jumped up.
Tang Jin'er covered her mouth with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes, and her whole little face turned red with fear and excitement.
"Junior Brother Qin..."
Song Wan rushed to the ring and half-lifted Qin Xuan who was lying on the ground.
Qin Xuan's left arm hung limply by his side, and the severe pain from broken bones made his consciousness a little blurry, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the back blocking him.
"Junior Brother Jiang..."
Qin Xuan had a hard time squeezing out these words from his throat.
"Hmm."
Jiang Fa didn't look back, just replied lightly.
He slowly retracted his right fist, and his entire right arm felt numb.
Li Kunlun's punch was truly terrifying.
If his physical body, tempered both by Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art and the powerful Vajra Kung Fu, were not tough enough, this punch would have been enough to crack the bones of his right arm.
Qin Xuan reluctantly raised his intact left hand, held down Song Wan's arm to support him, opened his mouth, and made a weak voice. "I... give in."
Song Wan's eyes were red, he bit his lower lip tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.
Jiang Fa looked back at him, nodded, and stepped aside.
Li Kunlun's eyes slowly moved away from Jiang Fa, and the coldness at the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared, leaving only a bottomless coldness.
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly, knowing that he had lost the chance to completely destroy Qin Xuan.
The referee suddenly woke up from a dream and announced in a trembling voice, "Boulder Martial Hall, Li Kunlun wins!"
The discussion in the stands did not subside with the referee's announcement, but intensified.
"Li Kunlun's punch just now was meant to kill someone, right?"
"It's so cruel. Qin Xuan has already done that, and he still wants to punch one more. This shows that he is deliberately trying to destroy Qin Xuan!"
"If Jiang Fa hadn't reacted quickly, Qin Xuan's life would have been decided in the ring."
"This Boulder Martial Hall person has such a dark heart!"
Shi Chongshan stood by the ring, his face so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
He had just stopped Zhao Zhong because he had made up his mind to let Li Kunlun completely destroy Qin Xuan on stage and destroy the outstanding talent of the Zhao Clan Martial Hall.
But Jiang Fa happened to pop up halfway, causing his calculations to fail.
"Zhao Zhong, you have gained a good apprentice." Shi Chongshan glanced at Jiang Fa coldly, his tone full of coldness.
Zhao Zhong's face was ashen, but he did not entangle with Shi Chongshan anymore.
He walked quickly to Qin Xuan, stretched out his hand to touch his pulse, and frowned more and more.
"Master, how is Junior Brother Qin injured?" Wang Shi asked anxiously.
"My life was saved, but the bones in my right arm were completely shattered and my internal organs were severely damaged."
Zhao Zhong said with a solemn face, "Without half a year of recovery, it will be difficult to recover."
Although he deliberately lowered his voice, it was obvious that everyone around him heard it.
Song Wan cried on the spot.
Tang Jin'er stood not far away, her little hands holding the corners of her clothes, her face pale.
Jiang Fa said nothing, but turned his attention to Li Kunlun.
Li Kunlun had turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring. After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back at Jiang Fa.
That look was full of contempt and provocation.
"Jiang Fa, I'm waiting for you."
He spoke slowly, "When the time comes, you must never admit defeat."
After he finished speaking, he walked off the stage without looking back.
The whole place was in an uproar again.
"Li Kunlun is issuing a challenge to Jiang Fa!"
"Jiang Fa belongs to the Zhao Clan Martial Hall. If Li Kunlun severely injures him in the ring, then there will really be no way to resolve the feud between the Boulder Martial Hall and Zhao Clan Martial Hall."
"Oh, you think it can be solved now? You didn't see how injured Qin Xuan is. This Liangzi has been dead for a long time."
Similar comments came and went, and people from all over the stands were whispering to each other, their eyes constantly glancing back and forth between Jiang Fa and Li Kunlun.
Jiang Fa looked across the crowd and landed on Li Kunlun's back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.