Li Yaotian was not idle and had already taken action to remedy the situation. Pressing the shield of the training ground with both hands, soul power poured in endlessly. The seven-star order that seemed to be broken just now was immediately sucked back to the top, and the violently beating green candle flame immediately became much calmer.
But immediately, Lu Pingxin came with another punch. The wave-like surge did not stop in the end. Li Yaotian, who pressed his palms on the shield, suddenly felt that the extremely surging roar was also transmitted to his hands. He had no idea and quickly took his hands away.
So strong!
Li Yaotian pulled away his hands quickly enough, and the bit of Ming Soul that had touched him was instantly dissolved by him, but there was still a slight numbness rippling between his fingers.
Compared with more than a month ago, Lu Ping's punch that penetrated and disappeared at the end of the rookie trial was really much stronger, and it wasn't just the 170% enhancement of the Trumpet Company. Even oneself cannot maintain positive absorption or suppression all the time.
Occasionally take action to maintain the training ground?
But Li Yaotian didn't know if he could keep up with the rhythm of Lu Ping's punches. He simply couldn't imagine how such an intensity of sound soul could be continuously gathered and released at such a fast pace.
How to do it well?
Li Yaotian hadn't made up his mind for a while, but Lu Ping's next punch had already slowed down.
oh? Are you finally slowing down? In this case, it is still barely reasonable. How could anyone control such intensity at such a frequency? Li Yaotian thought and looked at Lu Ping.
As a result, he saw Lu Ping looking at him, with hesitation in his expression. His punches slowed down, as if he was affected by this emotion.
This... Li Yaotian was startled, but Zhan Ren in the trial field finally recovered from this.
Even though his movement skills were unique, he was still quite surprised by Lu Ping's continuous attack, which was as tight as a punch. The power of the soul made him dare not even think about touching it. Seeing that the training ground blessed by Li Yaotian's magic weapon was bombarded by Lu Ping, Zhan Ren was extremely nervous. If this continues, he will be defeated if he makes even the slightest deviation!
But now, it's finally okay. Lu Ping's rhythm finally slowed down, and it seemed that he was finally unsustainable.
"It's my turn." Zhan Ren said, raising the folding fan in his hand and about to take action. Li Yaotian outside the trial court nodded to Lu Ping.
He realized that Lu Ping's sudden hesitation was because of him.
Because he took action to maintain the training ground, Lu Ping hesitated whether to continue to do so vigorously.
The existence of a training ground. This is to maintain the fairness of the duel, so that the duelists can perform without any distractions and reservations in the trial field. But now, the existence of the training ground has become a prison for the duels?
So what is the meaning of such a training ground?
Li Yaotian nodded to Lu Ping, signaling him to let go and not to worry about this.
And he also retreated, no longer preparing to continue to help the training ground.
Lu Ping received a positive reply, and Zhan Ren was thinking that it was time for him to show off.
"Ah?" Lu Ping responded. Not understanding its meaning, he punched out.
Without any effort, he punched out again.
"Still holding on?" Zhan Ren, who only paid attention to the movements of Lu Ping's fists, did not notice the brief exchange between Lu Ping and Li Yaotian. He still believed in his own judgment and thought that Lu Ping had reached the end of his strength.
He dodged the punch and was ready to fight back.
Another punch from Lu Ping came.
Not slow, not weak.
"Haha." Zhan Ren continued to sneer and flashed.
Another punch...
Another punch...
Zhan Ren couldn't laugh anymore.
This rhythm, this intensity of the sound. It's clear that it hasn't weakened at all. Could it be that the previous pause was because Lu Ping was distracted? Or, let’s take a moment. He has already adjusted again?
If that's the case, his chance is only the brief moment when he makes adjustments?
That moment...
Zhan Ren immediately thought a lot about what he could do in that moment.
He had a plan, and all that was left was waiting.
Then he waited for another ten punches, but he never got the chance he thought he would have.
how so? What kind of monster is this guy?
Zhan Ren was becoming more and more horrified. He was now at a clear disadvantage and couldn't find any chance to counterattack. Assuming that Lu Ping really continued this offensive, it was only a matter of time before he was hit. Although he just kept dodging, he had to use his special ability "Break Kill" every time. This kind of rhythm was a bit too much for him. Bones and muscles are all aching slightly, and the side effects of using too much "Broken Bone Killer" have begun to show.
Li Yaotian, while paying attention to the duel between the two, also paid attention to the changes in the trial field. The shield surged like a stormy sea, and the green candle flame jumped more and more crazily. Finally, once again, a seven-star order fell from the top. But this time, Li Yaotian never took action to save it, and then the second and third ones, The seven-star orders fell one after another.
"Everyone, be careful!" Li Yaotian stepped back first, while reminding the people watching nearby.
Everyone also realized that the training ground was probably about to collapse. Seeing that Li Yaotian had no intention of maintaining it this time, he immediately began to move backwards. There were only two people who were still standing still.
Lu Chenfeng.
Yan Xize.
One is one of the six powerful men in the world, and the other is the heir of the six powerful men. At this moment, they did not retreat, but instead paid more serious attention to the duel and the changes on the field.
boom!
Another punch.
Punch twenty-one.
All the seven-star orders on the top of the trial field had fallen, and Lu Ping ignored them. The strength of the twenty-first punch did not weaken, and the rhythm of the twenty-first punch did not become disordered. Lu Ping only felt that he was in good condition and was throwing punch after punch freely. Others find it incredible, but he feels that this is just the beginning. Twenty-one punches? Two hundred and ten punches are no problem!
The twenty-first punch was dodged by Zhan Ren again and hit the training ground again. The training ground, which had all dropped all the Seven Star Tokens, finally collapsed this time. The waves that rose up on the shield never came back. The entire shield was like a shattered water curtain, splashing away in all directions.
destroyed.
The trial field was customized with the blessing of Li Yaotian's divine weapon Shifangjiannie. After taking twenty-one punches from Lu Ping, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. And how long has it been? Not even half a minute!
Everyone retreated, but found that it was of little use. After the training ground was destroyed and exploded, the air was filled with Ming Soul. How to avoid it?
Fortunately, these Ming Souls have been attracted to the training ground and resolved to the limit. Since they are so diffused across the entire range, there is not much power left. Everyone can resolve them safely. In the end, they were shocked by Lu Ping's Soul Power.
This time, even Yan Xize had to take a few steps back to avoid the sharp edge of the explosion in the trial field. Only Lu Chenfeng remained motionless. The power of the soul after the explosion passed over him, but his expression seemed to be like a spring breeze. He was a little obsessed and felt all this in a daze. This was what he had been pursuing throughout his life, but had not yet been able to achieve it, the realm of the six souls!
Everyone looked at Lu Ping in shock.
Lu Ping also had to stop again because this punch completely destroyed the training ground. But Zhan Ren ignored this.
Luping, stop!
That's the opportunity.
Whether the training ground is there or not is an issue that he doesn't care about at all.
He waited for twenty-one punches, and finally he had such an opportunity to take action. He could no longer care about the disparity in status. Whether he took advantage of it or not, he couldn't control it so much.
He only knew that he had to seize this opportunity. If Lu Ping was given a chance to restart his offensive, he really didn't know how long he could dodge.
And as long as he is allowed to take action, he is sure to win.
Because, in the process of dodging these twenty-one punches, he finally saw a flaw in Lu Ping, a huge, huge flaw.
Zhan Ren rushed out.
With his unique movement technique, he seemed to be swaying forward.
Lu Ping immediately noticed that Zhan Ren did not stop there and immediately responded. But Zhan Ren's speed was no slower than Sui Tang's dagger. The moment Lu Ping stopped his hand, he had already slid forward to Lu Ping. His right hand rushed out and grabbed Lu Ping's throat. Lu Ping retreated sharply and punched. Zhan Ren had already prepared his left hand and turned it over. Before Lu Ping could swing his fist, he had blocked it. The right arm that was grabbing at his throat immediately grew several inches in length.
"A hundred bones fight." Lu Ping remembered Zhan Ren's superpower that Huo Ying introduced to him.
"It's a hundred-bone beating, plus a bone-breaking killing!" Zhan Ren shouted, his long right arm even folded in an arc, clamped Lu Ping's neck and exerted upward and downward force. Lu Ping was immediately pushed to the ground by him. Mud flew around, creating a big hole in the ground.
"I almost got fooled by you." Zhan Ren sneered, "You kid, you don't understand martial arts at all, right?" (To be continued.)
