C409 Junior Brother
C409 Junior Brother
After saying that, fang Chi's gaze suddenly fell upon Miao Ling. He had used his mind to sense the people present just now, and only this man was barely able to enter Fang Chi's eyes.
However, before Miao Ling could speak, he saw a rough voice shouting from the southeast corner, "I'll do it!"
"Hiss!" Everyone turned their eyes to the southeast corner and saw a muscular man standing up. He had a ferocious look on his face and looked very scary.
With that, he walked out and cupped his fists at Fang Chi. "I'm Niu Meng, please teach me!"
Niu Meng's voice was like a great bell, deafening everyone and causing their eardrums to hurt.
"Hmm?" Loong Wei's eyes sparkled. Niu Meng was the same as Zhang Lei, both of them were born with divine strength. If one were to purely look at strength, niu Meng seemed to be even stronger.
Furthermore, this Niu Meng had an extraordinary foundation in martial arts, and was a talent that could be created. If he could cultivate Niu Meng well, he would definitely achieve great things in the future.
Just as Loong Wei was pondering, niu Meng had already walked into the gymnasium and stood face to face with Fang Chi. His voice was like muffled thunder as he shouted. "Which one of you will go first?"
Niu Meng was originally tall and big like a giant. It was frightening.
However, fang Chi's face was full of disdain. "You're not my match. If you want to fight, my two junior brothers can accompany you."
In Fang Chi's opinion, although Niu Meng was huge and full of strength, this little advantage was useless in front of a true powerhouse.
Fang Chi could kick down a train with one kick, so what if it was Ox-Meng?
Seeing how Fang Chi looked down on him, niu Meng's eyes immediately widened in anger, as big as copper bells.
"Arrogant!" Niu Meng shouted coldly, and suddenly a thunder exploded from the ground, and the entire Physical Training Hall rumbled.
When everyone returned to their senses and looked at Niu Meng, he had already thrown a punch at Fang Chi. The sound was loud and powerful, and it was enough to shatter rocks.
However, fang Chi's footsteps were swaying, and he instantly dodged Niu Meng's fatal attack. He said faintly, "Ding Faan!"
"He's here!!" Ding Faan was one of Fang Chi's two junior brothers. He was a handsome man with a well-proportioned body. At this moment, he agreed and instantly confronted Niu Meng.
One was tall and the other was short. One was strong and the other was thin. One was black and the other was white, forming a strong contrast.
Ding Faan looked at Niu Meng with a sneer. "If you want to fight with my senior brother, you have to get through me first!"
"Humph!" Niu Meng didn't answer him. He just used his brute force and punched again.
Niu Meng had never been looked down upon like this before. He was filled with anger as he punched fiercely. The wind from his fist tore through the air, making a hissing sound. It was extremely shocking.
Ding Faan gave a disdainful smile. "So all the martial artists in Huaxia are like stupid bulls who only know how to use brute force."
After saying that, Ding Faan's body flashed and he also threw a punch at Niu Meng.
This punch seemed to be even fiercer than Niu Meng's fist, and there were even some sparks.
"Bang!"
With a loud collision that sounded like a tsunami, niu Meng seemed to have been seriously injured, and he retreated dozens of steps before finally regaining his balance.
Ding Faan, on the other hand, stood in the same spot without moving.
In the path of martial arts, he cultivated both internally and externally.
Although Niu Meng's strength was dozens of times stronger than an ordinary person's, Ding Faan, who had a deep inner energy in front of him, could not gain any advantage.
Furthermore, although the inner energy was invisible, it was very powerful. With the support of the inner energy, the seemingly weak Ding Faan was able to force Niu Meng back with a single move.
Furthermore, although Niu Meng was powerful, he had only practiced some fist and leg skills. He knew very little about true martial arts. If he relied solely on his body to fight, he definitely would not be a match for Ding Faan.
Loong Wei nodded. This Ding Faan's strength should be on par with Xu Hu's.
"Niu, this is all you have?" Ding Faan looked at Niu Meng with disdain and disdain.
Niu Meng immediately became furious when he heard this. After that, he roared and charged at Ding Faan once more, as if an angry bull was trying to rip its opponent apart.
Niu Meng's move was the ultimate skill of Jianghu: Mountain Bash. It was the ultimate skill of a tall and strong man. Niu Meng's attack could even collapse a building!
"Swish!"
Niu Meng's body was extremely fast. Like a train, he rammed towards Ding Faan.
However, Ding Faan coldly harrumphed and struck Niu Meng's chest with his palm.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound was heard, and Niu Meng's chest trembled. The force of the attack was instantly neutralized, and he was stuck in a deadlock.
"It really is a barbaric bull with well-developed limbs and a simple brain, just like a beast!" Ding Faan sneered. Both of his palms kept striking out. The palm wind kept hitting Niu Meng's chest like raindrops.
"Teng Teng Teng!"
Niu Meng kept retreating. His chest was badly mutilated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Quickly stop, we admit defeat!" Not far away, a woman with a hot figure exclaimed, "Stop fighting!"
"Admit defeat?" A cruel smile appeared on Ding Faan's face. Immediately, he injected all his strength into his right hand and attacked Niu Meng without holding back.
"Boom!"
"Snap! Snap!"
Following the sound of his ribs breaking, niu Meng's chest instantly caved in with a large palm sized mark. His entire person instantly flew out more than ten meters and forcefully smashed onto the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough. Puff!" Niu Meng spat out large mouthfuls of blood. He seemed to have suffered quite a serious injury.
Even though he was talented, he still lost half of his life after suffering such a serious injury.
"Niu Meng!" The woman with a hot body quickly stood in front of Niu Meng and glared at Ding Faan. "What do you mean? We have already admitted defeat. Why did you still attack so heavily?"
Ding Faan said disdainfully, "I didn't hear this stupid bull admit defeat. Its punches and kicks are blind, and injuries are unavoidable. Why are you all so weak?"
"Or are you saying that you can't afford to lose?"
Ding Faan looked at the many Huaxia warriors present, and finally his eyes fell on Niu Meng and the woman. "If you can't afford to lose, you can tell me directly. We can just cancel today's Martial Arts Competition. Why are you so shameless?"
"You!" The woman was so angry that her face turned red, but there was nothing she could say to refute it.
Niu Meng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to get up. "Who said that we Huaxia people can't afford to lose? It's me who lost. My skills are not as good as others!"
After saying that, niu Meng vomited a large mouthful of blood again.
Ding Faan sneered. "You are still sensible. I will let you go today!"
After that, his cold gaze swept across everyone present, and he said with a cold voice, "Who else dares to come up and accept the challenge? Only those that pass me have the qualifications to exchange blows with my Eldest Senior Brother."
It was obvious that the battle just now had given Ding Faan a lot of confidence.
As soon as his voice faded, the noisy gymnasium instantly fell into silence. Most of these people were here to watch the show. If they really fought, no one was confident that they could defeat Ding Faan.
Instead of being seriously injured, it was better to watch the fight from the sidelines.
Even those few martial artists who came specifically for spirit medicines were scared witless after seeing Ding Faan's ruthless moves.
Even Ding Faan was so powerful, let alone Fang Chi and Shih Liang who were stronger than him.