Jiang Pu punched six times in a row, and his punching power reached its peak step by step.
Seeing that Helian's energy armor kept shaking and seemed to have reached its limit, but it was still condensing and not dissipating, he secretly sighed in his heart: "It would be great if I specialized in this skill and deepened my skill to be able to punch the seventh punch. "
His boxing skill is called "Nine-step Mountain Crossing Boxing". Every time he punches, he accumulates strength and strikes again, and the strength increases by one point. By the ninth step, the power of the punch is almost doubled.
Jiang Pu was distracted by miscellaneous studies and could only practice to the sixth level, so he felt sad in his heart.
"The three-layer turtle shell is really hard!"
Zhao Lin shook his head secretly. It was estimated that the two of them could not tell the winner for a while, so he turned his attention to the other side of the ring.
The last match of this round: Liu Feiyang versus Bukan.
When Liu Feiyang jumped onto the ring, he glanced at Zhao Lin from a distance, nodded slightly, and his expression seemed to say: "I have done as you asked."
Bukan walked up the steps to the ring, silently counting the steps, "Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two...exactly thirty-six!"
Because there are people competing in the ring all year round, there is a shallow depression where people stand.
Bukan walked to the hollow and smiled with satisfaction, but when he looked at Liu Feiyang, he was stunned, and then the corner of his mouth twitched.
Liu Feiyang stood there, looking weird and uncoordinated.
Both shoes are worn on the left foot, the trouser legs are long and the other is short, and the top of the martial arts training uniform is half tucked into the belt and half hanging outside.
One sleeve is rolled up and one is released.
The buttons on the chest are completely misaligned, the first button goes into the second buttonhole, the second button goes into the third buttonhole, the third button... goes into the fifth buttonhole.
Bukan had the urge to rush over and help him put on his clothes.
He endured the discomfort and looked at Liu Feiyang's face.
Liu Feiyang was smiling, with a grain of... rice stuck to the left corner of his mouth.
"Why is this man so disgusting!"
Bukan's blood rushed upward, and sweat suddenly broke out from the top of his head.
Liu Feiyang was secretly happy. Zhao Lin was still skeptical when he told him, but now it seems that this outfit has indeed affected his opponent.
People in the Dai Viet stands were also surprised. Liu Feiyang always paid attention to his appearance. Why was he disheveled and even slovenly today?
Liu Feiyang took two steps back and forth on the stage, deliberately using the same hands and feet.
Bukan was so angry that he was shaking all over, clenching his teeth, and couldn't help but reach into his arms to touch the handkerchief.
At this time, Liu Feiyang raised his fist to signal the start.
The arbitration elder shouted: "Get in position, one, two...three!"
Liu Feiyang immediately jumped towards Bukan.
Bukan grabbed the handkerchief with one hand and slashed with the other hand, the edge of his palm creating an arc-shaped flame in the air.
As soon as he came up, he used his special skill - the flaming knife.
Liu Feiyang launched the Wind Catching Shadow Body Technique and transformed into several figures.
Bukan was furious, no matter what, one palm was as fast as the other, and one palm was stronger than the other.
For a moment, flames flew and swords flew across the sky.
Liu Feiyang is best at body and leg skills, running around the steps like a butterfly in a flower.
In fact, if Bukan calms down, concentrates on sealing the angle, and forces Liu Feiyang to the corner of the ring step by step, it will not be difficult to win.
But at this moment, he was overwhelmed with anger and just wanted to trample Liu Feiyang under his feet.
The ancient elder looked anxious. The flaming sword was very powerful, but it would consume a lot of energy. If he continued fighting like this, Bukan would be exhausted before long.
"What's going on with this kid? Did he ignore everything he told me before he went on the field?"
He wanted to send a message to remind him, but when he saw the arbitration elder standing near the ring, he had to shake his head and sigh.
After a while of tea, Jiang Pu in another arena was finally about to break open Helian's turtle shell.
The competition between the two turned into a competition of strength, without any moves at all.
Helian's three layers of armor were crumbling and on the verge of collapse.
Jiang Pu was overjoyed when he saw this. He raised his hands above his head, clasped his fingers together, and struck down like a blacksmith hammering.
A cold light flashed from the corner of Helian's eyes, and he suddenly removed his armor, jumped forward, and thrust out his long arm like an iron spear.
He was passively beaten, and finally showed his fangs at the last moment.
"not good!"
Jiang Pu's heart was beating wildly. He kicked off the ground with his legs and jumped into the air. His body twisted and twisted in the air, narrowly avoiding Helian's thorn palm.
At the same time, a kick flew out and hit Helian's waist.
Helian stumbled and threw himself to one side.
As soon as Jiang Pu's feet touched the ground, he immediately rubbed his body and performed three movements of Chasing the Wind Fist.
Helian finally couldn't resist and was punched twice in a row, so he could only raise his palms.
"I admit defeat!"
Helian said with some reluctance that he almost succeeded in the raid just now, but he didn't expect that he missed a move in the end.
"Concession."
Jiang Pu wiped the sweat from his head and said to himself, "It's so dangerous."
Zhao Lin secretly cheered. He expected Helianbi to counterattack with a sneak attack, but he didn't expect Jiang Pu to dodge. His reaction on the spot was amazing.
"This person is not simple, so be careful next time."
At this time, only the last battle was still going on. Bukan attacked vigorously for a while, but gradually felt that he was unable to continue. Only after looking at his luck, he found that the energy in his body had been completely exhausted, and he was almost exhausted.
"Oops, what happened to me!"
Liu Feiyang observed that the strength of the opponent's blazing sword was getting weaker and weaker. Knowing that the time had come, he immediately stopped wandering and launched a fierce attack at close range.
Bukan blocked several moves, and it became more and more difficult for him. Finally, Liu Feiyang pressed his palm on his chest, breaking the protective energy, and then received another palm, sending him flying out and falling heavily on the ring.
"Liu Feiyang wins!"
The Arbiter Elder announced directly.
There were cheers in the stands in Dai Viet, and several elders of the Zhennan Sect were even more happy.
Liu Feiyang unexpectedly entered the top 32, which was an unexpected surprise. He did not expect to win again and enter the top 16.
Although he will face Basang, who ranks first in boxing power, in the next match, he has little chance of winning, but he has already made great achievements.
So far, Dai Viet has five seats in the top 16: Zhao Lin, He Liancheng, Xiao Jin, Huang Guanglie and Liu Feiyang.
The elders in charge were all smiling. This kind of record was, by far, the best in recent decades.
Liu Feiyang clenched his fist and waved it fiercely. Thinking that he was wasting his talent half a year ago, he sighed in his heart and couldn't help crying with joy.
Bu Kan forced himself to prop himself up, coughed twice, and said in a pleading tone: "Can you tidy up your clothes? Otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."
Liu Feiyang glanced at him, feeling a little unbearable, and nodded happily: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he wiped the rice grains from his mouth, straightened his clothes and pants, sniffed, and asked: "How?"
"Thank you!"
Bukan closed his eyes peacefully...
But soon, he opened his eyes again and pointed at Liu Feiyang's feet, "Shoes... shoes."
Liu Feiyang looked down, quickly took off his two left-facing shoes, and apologized: "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I feel better now."
Bukan looked pleased.
(End of chapter)
