Jiang Yan stood on the stage and looked at Yang Chao's move. Unexpectedly, he stood on the spot without blocking or hiding. When Yang Chaoqian's leg came closer, his left leg suddenly jumped up and he kicked out as well.
Twelve-way tan legs, whip legs!
His leg made no sound when it came out, but it came later and came first.
"boom!"
The contact between their left legs was like the collision of boulders, making a dull sound.
Crackling!
The two left legs separated instantly and collided again. In just a few seconds, their calves collided dozens of times.
Finally, after a few seconds of stalemate, both of them took a few steps back.
But if you look carefully, you can see that Jiang Yan's legs are still steady, but Yang Chaoqian's left leg is shaking involuntarily.
"What's going on? Yang Chao's kicking skills actually suffered a secret loss?"
In the audience, the warrior from Beihai muttered in disbelief.
It is said that when Yang Chaoqian was practicing Muay Thai leg skills, he kicked stones and steel bars with his legs, kicked his leg bones to pieces over and over again, and then used secret medicine to heal the bones, so that he finally developed a pair of iron legs.
Countless people and ferocious beasts have died under his iron legs, but now his strongest leg is no match for the young man facing him.
Li Yun, who had already returned to the stands, said to Li Jianbei: "Boss, this guy knows a lot of things, including Jiugong Bagua Step, Baji Quan's Sky-reaching Cannon, and Twelve-way Tan Kick. The key is to use the whip legs very well."
"It's really irritating that people are so different from each other. I just feel like I haven't mastered the martial arts boxing yet."
Li Jianbei did not answer the call. After receiving the call from the old leader of the Beixuan Fleet, he was always paying attention to the battle between the two in the ring. If Jiang Yan encountered a life or death crisis, he would be ready to intervene immediately, even if The cost of breaking the rules of the arena in this way is very high.
He had heard of Yang Chaoqian's reputation and knew that Yang Chaoqian had not yet used his full strength.
Since Yang Chaoqian began to evolve after being injected with genetic evolution potion, he first relied on his profound Muay Thai foundation to become invincible in the underground boxing world; then he became a disciple of the fifth-level extraordinary Li Yu, and he was always unfavorable and had many achievements. Unexpectedly, today he would be in a Young people have suffered a hidden loss.
He roared angrily, and at the same time activated the skill "Turtle Power" obtained from the mutated turtle and the secret method of ancient Muay Thai. His body suddenly grew three inches taller, his strength tripled, veins popped out all over his body, and his skin became black and shriveled, looking terrifying. abnormal.
"Yang Chaoqian worked hard. A person can use the ancient Muay Thai self-sacrifice secret method up to three times in his life. Every time he uses it, his vitality will be severely damaged, and his weakness will last for more than half a year."
"Boy, let's see how you can answer this time?" Yang Chaoqian's voice became extremely hoarse and he said in a tearful voice.
All the strength of his body seemed to be concentrated on his fist. Although the speed of punching was obviously slower, even the audience in the audience could feel the power of this punch. It was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, so powerful that it was invincible.
"Is it a secret method? Let me show you what the real top secret method of martial arts is!"
"Why!"
Jiang Yan sighed softly again, raised his right hand, and with his parallel fingers like a knife, suddenly slashed out from the void from bottom to top.
With a hissing sound, the finger knife split the air, and the space in front of him was suddenly cut open with a crack as dark as ink!
The demonic shadow stood in the void, with a monstrous aura spreading around it, as if a hell demon was roaring towards the sky.
Demonic power is like prison!
Invisible! It cannot be said! Inaudible!
As Jiang Yan's hand knife fell, the demonic figure in the void also raised the long knife in his hand and swung it out instantly.
"not good!"
Jiang Yan's hand knife was not sharp at all in the eyes of the audience.
But Yang Chaoqian's expression changed wildly. In his eyes, this sword was extremely sharp, as if it could cut through the sky. It was so sharp that it was absolutely invincible.
His inner instinct of danger gave him a crazy warning, causing him to run away like crazy.
However, Jiang Yan's simple strike with his hand seemed to have sealed all the routes around him, leaving no possibility of escape. He could only stand upright, roar again, and try his best to catch the attack.
Everyone was surprised when Yang Chaoqian suddenly stopped and put on a defensive posture. Jiang Yan seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Yang Chaoqian out of thin air. The knife in his hand trembled slightly and suddenly fell from his forehead.
"Chichi..."
There was a sound like a long knife cutting through flesh.
"ah!"
Yang Chaoqian screamed and his body fell backwards.
The moment he hit the ground, he pressed his hands against the ground, barely keeping from falling completely. Everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but take a breath.
From his forehead to his entire chest and abdomen, Yang Chaoqian felt as if he had been cut by a sharp blade. An incision several inches deep was cut from top to bottom, as if the body had been disembowelled, and the white ribs and colorful intestines were vaguely visible inside.
This was just a slight scratch with Jiang Yan's knife. If he had used a real knife, he would have been split in half.
"Strong, too strong!"
"No more fighting, only escape!"
At this time, Yang Chaoqian could no longer think about why Jiang Yan was so strong at such a young age. He had only one thought, and that was to escape! Escape from the arena, escape from Bei'an City!
Ever since he became a superpower, he had never felt so powerless. Whether it was boxing, kicking or knife skills, he couldn't handle it.
He shouted softly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he activated all his genetic skills in an instant; the veins in his body bulged again, and he once again used the desperate secret technique.
He kicked off the ground with his heels and slid out diagonally towards the edge of the ring.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Chaoqian arrived at the edge of the ring, with one foot almost leaving the ring. Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a voice that seemed to come from hell came from behind:
"Pluto kowtows, kowtows once!"
Everyone saw Yang Chaoqian running away, but Jiang Yan still stood there. Not only did he have no intention of leaving, but he bowed to Yang Chaoqian.
Just when everyone was puzzled by Jiang Yan's behavior, they suddenly felt that the sky had suddenly become much darker, and their bodies could not help but shiver.
Yang Chaoqian, who had already reached the edge of the ring, was suddenly shocked. His originally fast-moving figure instantly stiffened and his face gradually turned pale. He wanted to take another step to leave the ring, but he had no chance.
"Boom!"
Yang Chaoqian's body fell to the edge of the ring, throwing up bursts of dust.
"Is this martial arts?"
Not only the audience in the audience was puzzled, but also many big shots in the stands widened their eyes and stood up from their chairs involuntarily.
Jiang Yan actually bowed down and worshiped a super master from a distance of more than ten meters.
This is a strong man with the peak of fourth-level genetic superpower and energy transformation! Whether it was the previous standing cannon or the subsequent twelve-way tan legs, although they were terrifying in power, they were both things that everyone could understand.
However, the last bow was silent, killing people from a distance!
What method is this?
At this time, Yang Chaoqian took his last breath, exhausted his last energy, smiled bitterly, and asked Jiang Yan:
"What secret martial art is this?"
"Abi slashes three times, Pluto kowtows three times. The first slash." Jiang Yan replied calmly.
"Haha, Ah Bi's three swords, Pluto's three kowtows. It is indeed a sword technique from hell." Yang Chaoqian's voice became smaller and smaller until it was no longer audible:
"Before I die, I can see such sword skills. I will have no regrets..."
