Li Kunlun's offensive came one after another like a tidal wave without stopping at all.
His boxing technique followed a wide-open and wide-open path, and each punch was packed with the unique powerful force of Panshi Fist. Under the wind of the boxing, Jiang Fa's body shape was squeezed narrower and narrower.
"Why, you can only hide?"
Li Kunlun sneered, and an uppercut grazed Jiang Fa's cheekbone, and the wind of the fist blew the strands of hair on his temples standing on end.
Jiang Fa didn't speak. He was still dodging, but his steps were a bit slower than before, a labored look appeared on his face, and his breathing became heavy and rapid.
It's not all disguise.
Li Kunlun's strength is indeed terrifying. With An Jin's peak cultivation and his skin tempered like iron and stone, the power of each punch is comparable to the full blow of an ordinary An Jin peak warrior.
Jiang Fa Even though Wind-Chasing Steps tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by the fist several times.
But his physical body is too strong.
Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art The physique tempered by the second level, and the strength of the internal organs strengthened by the third level of the Vigorous Vajra Kung Fu, made those punches that could seriously injure an ordinary Late Dark Force warrior, had been weakened layer by layer when they landed on him, and the final damage caused was pitiful.
Jiang Fa observed Li Kunlun's punches while dodging.
This person's Panshi Quan has been practiced to the level of Major Accomplishment. The strength of each punch has the unique heaviness of Panshi Quan, like a piece of pig iron that has been forged repeatedly, hard, thick, and airtight.
But no matter how dense the network is, there are loopholes.
Jiang Fa's eyes gradually became sharper.
He noticed that after Li Kunlun punched out, there would be a very brief pause on his right shoulder, which was the node where the punches connected.
This pause is very short, so short that ordinary warriors cannot catch it, but for Jiang Fa, it is enough.
"If we fight back at this moment..."
He was silently calculating in his mind, and with one side of his body, he barely avoided Li Kunlun's straight punch towards his face.
After his battle with Liu Mang, Mountain-Breaking Fist had already touched the threshold of the Transformation Realm, and now he only needed a real life-and-death fight to wear off the last layer of window paper.
And Li Kunlun is his best whetstone.
The opponent's punches were strong enough and ruthless enough. Every punch was aimed at the vital point, leaving no chance behind.
What Li Kunlun wants is his life.
Jiang Fa knows this.
After Qin Xuan fell to the ground yesterday, Li Kunlun's punch was clearly aimed at killing people.
If he hadn't stopped him in time, Qin Xuan would have been permanently disabled even if he didn't die.
If that's the case, then he won't have the slightest idea of holding back today.
"Bang!"
Li Kunlun punched Jiang Fa's arms across his chest, and the majestic force poured down like a torrent.
Jiang Fa was knocked backwards by the punch, his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ring, and his back hit the ring ropes heavily.
He knelt on one knee, a stream of blood spilling from his mouth.
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
Tang Jiner exclaimed in the stands.
Zhao Clan Martial Hall Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Zhao Zhong's brows were furrowed tightly and his face was solemn.
Boulder Martial Hall In the stands, the sneer at the corner of Shi Chongshan's mouth got a little thicker.
On the east side of the stand, no one in the group of the Flying Swallow Martial Hall spoke.
Most of them didn't have a good impression of Jiang Fa before. How could a poor boy with inferior skills win over Senior Sister Gu?
But now, seeing the black figure on the ring being beaten back by Li Kunlun one punch after another, they couldn't help but feel sympathy in their hearts.
"It's so cruel... Li Kunlun is obviously going to kill people."
"Every punch he punched was aimed at the vital point, with no intention of holding back at all."
"He obviously can't beat him, why doesn't he admit defeat..."
Pei Yaner stood at the front of the stands, holding the wooden railing in front of her with both hands, with a complicated expression.
Just now, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief because Jiang Fa was at a disadvantage, but now she saw Li Kunlun pressing forward step by step, with deadly fists, and her gloating thoughts had completely dissipated.
"This is too bullying."
She muttered softly, with an unbearable tone in her voice that she didn't even notice.
A round-faced female disciple next to him also nodded. "That's right, Li Kunlun is already at a higher level than Jiang Fa, and if he fights to the death like this, it would be disgraceful to win."
Liu Ying stood at the front of the crowd, his delicate face full of nervousness.
Gu Qingyan was sitting in the corner of the stands with a bandage on her right shoulder.
She watched the figure in black on the ring being knocked back by Li Kunlun's punches one after another.
She should have felt happy.
In the competition three days ago, she was so unwilling to lose.
The feeling of Jiang Fa's hand sliding up her thigh still makes her feel embarrassed and annoyed when she thinks about it. She would bite her teeth and curse her like a slut when no one was around in the middle of the night.
But now, watching him being pressed hard by Li Kunlun on the ring and delivering deadly punches, the pleasure could not be lifted at all.
"Why doesn't he admit defeat?"
Gu Qingyan murmured in a low voice.
She could see that Jiang Fa seemed to be reaching its limit.
But he just held on.
Shui Qingqian turned her head and glanced at her disciple. Seeing her complex expression, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, but she didn't say anything after all.
She understands Gu Qingyan.
This girl looks cold and aloof, but in fact she has a softer heart than anyone else.
On the ring, Jiang Fa slowly stood up.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Kunlun, grinned and mocked. "Did you not eat? Why are your fists so light?"
Seeing that this loser dared to mock him, Li Kunlun's face suddenly darkened. "I don't know whether to live or die!"
He kicked his feet violently, and his whole body rushed out again.
"The rock is crushing the top!"
Punch Jiang Fa Tianling Gai.
"The rock breaks the heart!"
A punch directly to the vital part of the chest.
"The rock breaks apart!"
A punch swept across the waist and ribs.
Each punch is aimed at the most vulnerable part of the human body, and every move is fatal.
Jiang Fa used Wind-Chasing Steps to move left and right, moving around in the shadow of the fists. Every dodge was dangerous, and it looked like he would be hit by the next punch at any time.
But unfortunately, he just wouldn't fall.
Li Kunlun's brows began to frown slightly.
He had used 90% of his strength, but this Late Dark Force Jiang Fa could still dodge. Although it was very reluctant every time, he was not really hit in the vital point.
"Let's see how long you can hide!"
Li Kunlun roared angrily, his fist strength surged again, and An Jin's peak cultivation level poured out without reservation.
Jiang Fa's figure is like walking through the storm,
There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, and most of his clothes were torn, revealing the bruised skin underneath.
But only he knew that those bruises were all false, and the real injuries were not even flesh wounds.
He knelt on one knee on the ring, supporting the ground with his right hand, his chest rose and fell violently, and his breath was heavy and rapid, like a trapped animal forced into a desperate situation.