C327 The Power of Shadow Clone Fist
C327 The Power of Shadow Clone Fist
Inside the box, Zhao Ziming was so excited that he directly jumped up from the sofa and stared fixedly at the stage, his face full of excitement!
In his view, Yang Pann could not resist this mystical Eagle Claw Art at all! He was dead for sure!
"Hahaha, this is too good!" They can earn a lot of money! " Zhao Zihao was especially happy as he laughed loudly.
After observing for a while, he was able to differentiate that Pann Yang's temperament was similar to Yang Pann's! No wonder she hated him so much!
At this moment, this fellow already treated Pann Yang as a clone of Yang Pann. Since he could not offend Yang Pann at the moment, then he would be very happy to be beaten to death by Pann Yang!
"Liang Du used his Qi to attack!"
"Can Yang Pann hold on?"
As for Ouyang Qingfeng, Bai Xin and the rest, they all revealed nervous expressions and cried out in alarm.
Seeing such a terrifying Eagle Claw Art, Yang Pann's heart shivered, and his expression became even more serious.
The experts of Mid Profound Rank were indeed extraordinary, if he had not trained in Superimposed Shadow Fist, with just the technique of the Eight Layered Waves, he would not be able to resist!
"Old fool, are your Profound Rank really that amazing? I will definitely break you today! " Yang Pann snorted, and threw a heavy punch out!
Bang!
Yang Pann's fist violently clashed with Liang Du's eagle claw, producing a sound similar to a clap of thunder.
Within ten meters of the entire stage, the air distorted greatly, causing the figures of the two people to become blurry.
Liang Du thought that he had surpassed Yang Pann in terms of cultivation. He had thought that he would definitely win, and in the next moment, it seemed as if Yang Pann would fall to the ground miserably and be captured by him.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a cold and complacent smile.
But all of a sudden, his smile froze on his face. The next moment, his face turned deathly pale and filled with incomparable fear!
This was because he could clearly feel that at the moment Yang Pann's fist strength was depleted, a majestic force once again surged out!
Liang Du was shocked, this was the Eight Wave Force! This brat had actually cultivated the eighth wave of force! This was too heaven-defying!
Liang Du wanted to change his move but it was already too late. His palm instantly split into pieces, and blood spurted out.
However, Liang Du had a lot of battle experience, and with the power of the second wave, his body flew backwards very quickly!
This was the advantage of taking advantage of his body being in the air!
At this time, he had the least friction with the ground, which was why he could use Yang Pann's counterforce to the greatest extent.
Therefore, he retreated extremely quickly, like a bolt of lightning!
However, there was also a huge drawback to being in the air. One could not use any more strength, and could only retreat naturally. It was hard to change the shape of one's body!
And it was also at this moment that Yang Pann took this opportunity to stomp his feet on the ground, causing his tall body to jump up, and shoot out explosively!
Bringing Liang Du into the attacking range, Yang Pann immediately threw out nine punches!
Superimposed Shadow Fist!
"What is this? "How can it be so fast …"
Liang Du was shocked, the old man's face changed, his eyes revealed a deep fear and panic!
He only felt that his entire body was instantly enveloped by a terrifying fist shadow. He couldn't dodge it, and couldn't even dodge!
At this moment, everyone suddenly stood up, their faces were filled with disbelief, as they stared dumbfoundedly at the center of the stage!
Everyone was deeply shocked, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. Their necks seemed to have been grabbed by a pair of invisible hands. They stretched out their necks and stared fixedly at the two people on the stage, afraid that they would miss a single detail.
Everyone's mouth was big and round. They wanted to scream, but not a single sound came out!
What kind of fist art was this?
How could he be so fast? How could he be so heaven defying! He actually managed to create so many fist shadows!
But Liang Du was a Nine Profound Sect Elder who had gone through hundreds of battles, so he naturally had his own extraordinary aspects.
In this most dangerous moment, he activated his cultivation and once again condensed his Genuine Qi Cloth, enveloping his entire body, wanting to forcibly take Yang Pann's tyrannical attack!
Bang bang bang bang!
Bang bang!
Muffled sounds like thunder resounded through the entire arena, stimulating everyone's eardrums and stirring their minds.
Everyone was alarmed and their heartbeats quickened!
It hit!
However, a huge question mark appeared in everyone's minds …
Could this sharp fist technique break through the Genuine Qi Cloth?
After all, the Genuine Qi Cloth s were reputed to be indestructible, especially Pann Yang who was a Yellow Rank Expert.
The scene on the arena immediately gave an answer — —
The Genuine Qi Cloth was trembling violently, the Innate Qi enveloping its entire body was surging, going up and down, but at the same time it was losing out.
There were several places where Genuine Qi Cloth had been brazenly destroyed by Yang Pann's Superimposed Shadow Fist!
This was the profound meaning of Superimposed Shadow Fist — —
His attack speed was fast!
More attacks!
Those who were hit by the attack would subconsciously try to use the parts of their true qi to defend themselves.
If this continued, the other parts of his body would be weakened due to the defense of his zhenqi!
Thus, Yang Pann's invincible nine fists, had an opportunity!
Ahhh!
Liang Du screamed in pain as blood spurted out from his mouth. He flew out like a kite with its string cut.
Bang!
Accompanied by an extremely loud sound, Liang Du fell to the ground miserably.
His mouth was constantly oozing blood and his internal organs were in pieces. His legs were twitching and his body was twitching non-stop.
That scene really made one's heart palpitate!
On the stage, Yang Pann's feet were stained with droplets of blood, making him appear proud and aloof, stubborn and unyielding.
That tall and imposing body carried a monstrous baleful aura, as if he had walked out of hell and descended upon the mortal world. It made everyone present feel fear and trepidation, and they had the impulse to prostrate themselves in worship.
Shock!
It was too shocking!
Brilliant!
I've never seen such an exciting fight!
Everyone present was greatly shocked. They felt that they should cheer, but they had all forgotten to cheer, had forgotten to cheer!
They were only dumbstruck and didn't say a word as they looked at Yang Pann who was on the stage.
Terrifying! This battle prowess was too terrifying! He could even kill an expert who had formed a Genuine Qi Cloth!
"How, how is this possible?" Zhao Ziming's face was filled with shock, his roundly widened eyes were filled with disbelief.
His tiger body trembled, and with a clang, the goblet in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Liang Du was an elder of the Nine Profound Sect, a dignified expert of the Profound Rank. How intrepid were these experts?
As for Pann Yang?
Zhao Ziming had also felt and investigated before, and furthermore, everyone had witnessed his performance on the stage.
Pann Yang did not have any cultivation at all, he could easily die with his cultivation at the peak of the Late Yellow Rank!
Liang Du was a whole three levels higher than the latter. In Zhao Ziming's opinion, when Liang Du attacked today, this brat had no chance of retaliating. He was definitely going to die!
But, this guy actually used such a strange fist technique, one punch, no, maybe a lot of punches, and defeated Liang Du!
Within the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, cultivation levels were strict. Killing a martial artist one level higher, even if it was one level higher, that was still the strange news of the sun rising from the west.
But in front of him? This guy killed Liang Du with three levels of cultivation above him, is he even f * * king human?
Zhao Ziming felt that it was hard to believe, he even felt that everything that was happening in front of him was just an illusion, a dream!
However, he understood that this was real!
How could this brat's battle strength be so strong!
Zhao Ziming felt goosebumps all over his body. He was so frightened that both his legs went soft and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"He won't die, right?" Damn, this is bad. 100 million … Oh, my mother! "
Zhao Zihao's face was also filled with astonishment, his eyes staring wide open at the half-dead Liang Du below the stage.
Originally, Liang Du was already in a state of convulsing near death, but at the last moment, his head had slanted to the side.
This time, his sinister and distorted face was staring straight at Zhao Zihao, both of his eyes were still wide open, releasing a bright light, truly like a dead man who could not rest in peace!
"My mom, Senior Liang, what are you looking at me for?"
After all, Zhao Zihao had just come out from the campus.
"I didn't kill you!"
With a cry of surprise, the fellow stumbled backwards and sat down on the ground.
It was just a coincidence that Zhao Ziming had not cleaned up all the broken glass in his goblet, and coincidentally, he sat down tight on it.
Ahh!" My mother! "It hurts so bad!
Instantly, Zhao Zihao's buttocks started to bleed and he jumped up in pain, screaming miserably like a pig being butchered.
"Heh heh, what's going on? This little brother, do you miss your mother? Is the fight not exciting enough? "
A voice filled with mockery and laughter sounded out, and three figures walked into the room.
A few families were joyous because of Liang Du's defeat, the Zhao Ziming brothers were frightened, and even had their butts pierced, but the Ouyang Qingfeng brothers were extremely happy. The two of them just invested a large amount of money to bet on Yang Pann winning, so they made a lot of money, doubling their earnings and filling their bowls to the brim!
Hence, they came together with Yang Pann to Zhao Ziming's private room to show off their strength!
"Haha, it's quite interesting …"
Zhao Zihao was originally bent down to pick up the glass dregs on his butt, but seeing that the three were coming over, he felt embarrassed. He could only straighten his body and allow the glass fragments to strike his butt, causing blood to flow profusely.
Zhao Ziming's face was ashen, he did not say a word, but Ouyang Qingfeng did not let him off, and laughed: "Young Master Ming, I heard that your Zhao Family is very powerful! Zhao Family. Ha ha, your background is very high. There are many experts here! Are there any more experts that want to battle my brother? I'm waiting! You haven't earned enough money! "