However, facing Simian's attacks like this is naturally not an option.
Lin Zheng directly controlled the thunder light under his feet, and while avoiding the attack of its wind blade, he continued to approach Fu Simian step by step.
"Nine Heavens Formation!" Lin Zheng shouted.
Immediately, a strange formation appeared around Fu Simian, and clouds of mist continued to appear on both sides of the formation, making it difficult to catch.
Fu Simian felt unhappy when she saw this. She put away her previous methods and was already prepared with her fists and feet. The strength of Fu Simian's fists and feet was no worse than the wind blade method he had used before. The directions of his two consecutive kicks were extremely tricky. If you were not careful, you would pay a heavy price.
"Han Sanzhi!" Lin Zheng shouted.
The bodies of the two people were completely struggling together at this moment, and endless muffled sounds continued to sound around them, making people somewhat breathless.
Lin Zheng's three fingers and Fu Simian's fist were clasped tightly, neither letting go of the other. Everyone on the stage could not tell who had the upper hand.
But after all, Fu Simian has the strength of a Huang-level master, and this is a decisive difference.
"I won't play with you anymore." Fu Simian smiled coldly, covered Lin Zheng's fingertips with both fists, and then lifted them up violently. Lin Zheng's whole body was instantly lifted up by the sudden force. . Then, Fu Simian's eyes sank again and he fell heavily to the ground.
This is the oppressive force, the strength gap between the Origin Qi class.
This scene made everyone in the stands a little lively.
When Duan Zhongshi saw that Fu Simian had the upper hand, he felt a little proud, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Wan Qiuchi was very anxious. He looked at Chen Qingsong from time to time, as if he suspected that Chen Qingsong had not handed the Yuan Gathering Pill to Lin Zheng.
Chen Qingsong also saw Wan Qiuchi's doubts, but he expressed a look of helplessness.
Many disciples of Ning'an Mansion also expressed great joy, while Lin Yu and others were worried about Lin Zheng.
The competition has just begun, and it seems that Lin Zheng is already defeated. This result is indeed a bit unexpected. The disciples of Ning'an Mansion are really strong.
However, although Fu Simian's blow was extremely heavy, it was not enough to completely defeat Lin Zheng.
Lin Zheng climbed up slowly, his eyes full of determination, and a kind of confidence that came from nowhere could be clearly seen on his body.
"Not bad!" Fu Simian didn't expect that Lin Zheng could actually stand up.
"Don't be too proud!" Lin Zheng said coldly.
"Ice crystal legs." Lin Zheng said.
Then, powerful Origin Qi emerged directly from the soles of his feet, and a lot of ice blade crystals condensed between Lin Zheng's legs in an instant, which were extremely sharp.
Then, he directly used the Five Thunder Steps from before to force Fu Simian to retreat.
Fu Simian had to be careful about Lin Zheng's legs. If he was touched, he might be blocked by the ice crystals on them.
"This move seems to be..." Lin Yu was somewhat familiar with it, but had forgotten where he had seen it before.
Fu Simian stepped back one after another and found it difficult to do so. He originally wanted to use the strength between his legs to avoid Lin Zheng's leg wind, but he didn't want to be directly hit by Lin Zheng's ice blade. Half of his calves were tightly entangled by the ice crystals. Difficulty moving.
"Damn it!" Fu Simian shouted angrily.
"Ha..., it turns out to be the clan leader's secret skill." Lin Yu then remembered that the trick used by Lin Zheng was exactly what the head of the Lin family had used in a martial arts competition before. However, the clan leader really had selfish motives. He secretly passed this trick on to Lin Zheng.
After one calf was blocked, Fu Simian's entire speed and strength dropped extremely, which directly gave Lin Zheng an excellent opportunity to counterattack.
Lin Zheng pulled out a few more legs and blocked another part of Fu Simian's calf again. Since then, Fu Simian has been left standing on the spot.
On the stage, new changes are once again ushering in. Wan Qiuchi's previously tense face finally relaxed a bit, while Duan Zhongli still maintained his previous smile, seemingly not worried that Fu Simian would lose.
"Sometimes, too much exposure can turn into a weakness!" Fang Yukuo said meaningfully as he looked at the two people in the audience.
Lin Zheng thought that Fu Simian had lost the power to move, so he simply punched him on the chest. Unexpectedly, Fu Simian raised another palm to block half of Lin Zheng's arm. Then the two calves that had been sealed before suddenly exploded at this moment, scattering ice crystal fragments.
Two calves rushed out, wrapped around Lin Zheng's arms, and dragged him to the ground.
And Lin Zheng fell directly into the twisting technique that Fu Simian had designed long ago. As long as Fu Simian made a slight movement, his arm would be hit with severe pain.
"That move of yours is pretty good, it would be great if you could be more skilled!" Fu Simian said with a smile.
It turned out that everything was under Fu Simian's control. When Lin Zheng used that move for the first time, he had already figured out everything, so he simply used the trick to lure him into taking the bait.
"Brother, I advise you to admit defeat, otherwise your arm will suffer!" Fu Simian said decisively.
Lin Zheng still wanted to break free, but as long as he moved, Fu Simian would increase his strength, causing him great pain.
Lin Zheng's painful expression was clearly visible, and Lin Yu and others felt a little cruel when they saw it.
"What a terrible method!" Su Wanci's face twitched, obviously frightened by the former.
The disciples of Ning'an Mansion were excited to see it and shouted and cheered.
"Well done, Senior Brother Fu!"
"Is this first scene that simple?"
Wan Qiuchi's face turned a little ugly again, but he didn't expect that this disciple of Ning'an Mansion would be so sophisticated in his actions.
On the competition ground, Lin Zheng still refused to admit defeat, while Fu Simian continued to increase his strength.
"Ha..., do you think you can kill me like this?" Lin Zheng was already a little exhausted by Fu Simian, but he still said these words.
"Admit defeat! I don't want to destroy your arm!" Fu Simian ordered.
"Hehehe..." Lin Zheng smiled strangely.
I don't know when the yellow Origin Qi between Fu Simian's legs started to change suddenly, and a force stronger than before came out of it.
"What...?" Fu Simian saw that the fluctuations in Lin Zheng's yellow origin energy seemed to be much deeper than before, and the power was almost the same as his own.
"This is..., the power of Juyuan Dan?" Lin Zheng immediately threw off Fu Simian's restraints, catching Fu Simian off guard.
