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"Trash, kneel down and lick my shoes. As the second brother, I might be able to spare your life!"

Qin Fen walked forward with a grinning grin, a pair of iron fists rattled, and an astonishing aura exuded from his clenched fists, like the clattering of two heavy hammers.

When a cat catches a mouse, it will not kill it all at once, but will slowly play with it until it kills a little bit.

Qin Fen is enjoying the process of playing with it now, he wants to play with Qin Chen a little bit to despair, to satisfy his abnormal psychology.

"Really? It\'s a pity that even if you kneel down and lick the soles of my feet now, I won\'t forgive you."

Qin Chen looked at Qin Fen indifferently, this ignorant person probably didn\'t know that he was already in danger.

"court death!"

Qin Chen\'s expression angered Qin Fen. With a move, Qin Fen instantly crossed the distance of five or six meters, and blasted Qin Chen with a grinning punch.

Boom!

The air in front exploded, and a vortex of vigor appeared in front of Qin Chen, swallowing him like a wave of fist power.

"Huh? Qin Fen\'s cultivation base has improved a lot, a bit stronger than Wei Zhen, but it\'s still too weak."

In the face of Qin Fen\'s fierce attack, Qin Chen took everything in his hand, embracing a semicircle like a flick of a pipa, and pushed it horizontally with one palm.

boom!

The violent energy collided with each other, and there was an astonishing sound of air explosion, and the whole ground seemed to shake.

"what?"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Qin Fen\'s body was as if hitting a mountain, and suddenly stagnated. There was a shock from his internal organs and his eyes were shocked.

How could Qin Chen\'s power be so strong?

"Gai Shiwang Fist!"

With a roar, Qin Fen\'s eyes were fierce, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound, his whole body suddenly swelled, and he blasted Qin Chen with a punch.

boom!

The hurricane rushed into the sky, and a tenth-magnitude wind blew up on the ring, and smoke swept out wildly.

"Small bugs, break!"

Qin Chen pushed out with a single palm, seemingly slow and fast, and bumped into Qin Fen\'s iron fist.

boom!

The violent energy rushed out in a circular shape centered on the two of them, and many students\' hair flew under the blowing ring. Amidst the explosive energy, Qin Chen\'s figure remained motionless, like a rock. On the other hand, Qin Fen could not stand it. Juli recoiled, kicking back two steps.

"This is impossible!"

Qin Fen\'s eyes widened, and with his best punch, Qin Chen stopped him so easily. What\'s the joke?

"Weak, too weak, just this point of cultivation, still want me to beg for mercy?!"

Qin Chen clapped his palms, brushed the dust on the corners of his clothes, and said with a mocking expression. Everyone was stunned. This kid was too pretentious, and it was strange that Qin Fen could bear it.

"what!"

Hearing this, Qin Chen was furious, jumping like thunder, he roared and banged, his feet slammed on the ground, and a pair of iron fists poured out like raging waves.

"Thirteen Die Lang Fist!"

Boom boom boom boom!

The fierce fists exploded the air, shaking the entire arena rumbling, Qin Fen suddenly appeared in front of the sky, like a tsunami, rolling forward, shaking everyone\'s eardrums pain, the world changed color.

At the stage of the contestants, a student next to Wei Zhen was shocked, and immediately said proudly: "Wei Zhen, you think Qin Chen will lose this time. Thirteen Dielang Boxing, but King Dingwu of the Qin Palace is fighting against the sand place. Chuang’s ultimate move is said to be extracted from a high-level profound fist. Although it is only high-level Huang, it is as powerful as a lower-level Xuan-level martial art. Under this martial skill, Qin Fen’s fist is powerful. At least tripled, Qin Chen will undoubtedly lose."

"That\'s not necessarily!" Wei Zhen stared at the field without blinking.

Qin Fen said he couldn\'t take this punch, but the fear in his heart told him that Qin Chen would definitely be able to follow. There was no reason, just intuition.

In the audience, Qin Yong showed surprise and leaned over excitedly: "Madam, I didn\'t expect Master Fen to practice all the 13 Dielang Boxing. It seems that Master Fen will win this game."

Before Qin Chen repeatedly blocked Qin Fen\'s attacks, Qin Yong felt a little nervous. Now that Qin Fen displayed this set of martial arts, his heart was immediately settled.

"How can Qin Yuechi\'s wasteful life compare to Fen\'er!" Zhao Feng said coldly with a smile on his face.

In the audience below, Qin Yuechi\'s eyes were worried and nervous.

She knew the power of the thirteen stacked wave punches created by her father. It belonged to the legendary martial arts killing boxing. It was specially used to kill the enemy on the battlefield. Once the opponent couldn\'t resist it, the overlapping punches would be like breaking a bank. The flood was general, unscrupulous, until he blasted the opponent into scum.

"Chen\'er, don\'t force it, leave the green hills, don\'t be afraid that there will be no firewood!" Qin Yuechi squeezed her hands and muttered in her mouth, because of tension, her body even leaned forward slightly, as if she was about to rush into the ring.

In addition to them, the experts on the stage who knew the goods, all had their eyes solemn and whispered.

If Qin Chen couldn\'t resist this move, he would die or be disabled.

Qin Chen didn\'t know Qin Yuechi\'s worries. For him, although these thirteen stacks of wave fists were good, they were still a thousand miles away from hurting him.

It\'s just that he defeated Qin Fen without thinking about it, gave the other party hope, and then gave him despair, so that the other party could feel what a real breakdown is.

With a sneer, Qin Chen\'s fists crossed his chest, like a rock in the rapids, resisting Qin Fen\'s serial attacks.

Boom boom boom boom!

With successive roars resounding, under Qin Fen’s turbulent attack, Qin Chen seemed to be unable to resist each time, but he persisted, like a sailboat on the sea, standing still as the waves beat. .

"This body technique is so subtle that it is definitely a micro-level body technique." Lingwu King Xiao Zhan took a breath, his eyes shocked.

According to the artistic conception, the body technique is divided into five levels: entry, proficiency, subtlety, subtlety and perfection. Generally, a genius of this level can reach the level of\'proficient\' is already very impressive, but Qin Chen has reached the advanced level, and he lives so big. , This is the first time I have seen such a genius.

"Sure enough, it\'s a micro-level body technique." Dean Chu Weichen on the side heard the low voice of Lingwu King Xiao Zhan and stared at it, almost standing up in surprise.

At such a young age, he can practice his body skills to the minimum, and he can no longer be called a genius, but a monster, a monster that shouldn\'t exist in this world.

Qin Fen\'s face was gloomy. At this moment, he had already punched ten punches, but the opponent still showed no signs of defeat, and Qin Chen\'s horror exceeded his expectations.

"I do not believe."

With an unwilling roar, Qin Fen urged the true energy in his body to the extreme, and finally threw three punches at the same time.

boom!

At the same time, a violent red sea rose from Qin Fen.

It is the power of his blood that awakens.