Chapter 726: First punch

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Xinglie made an unexpected move.
He raised his hands above his head and made fists, seeing that posture seemed ready to drop at any time, and the target was Liu Qingfeng, who was quickly approaching him.
But can such a blow really succeed?
Big question marks appeared in the minds of everyone in the audience.
"Hmph, do you think I am Liu Yu that trash?"
Seeing Chen Xinglie's behavior, Liu Qingfeng was provoked again and let out a roar.
Then he accelerated his speed, and his figure began to move around. The extremely fast speed made it impossible to capture his figure for the first time.
Chen Xinglie smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in a voice that he could only hear: "Interesting, I run very fast, but can I really run it?"
After that, it was a punch without looking back. The posture and posture were no different from the previous punch to fly Liu Yu.
"Hahaha, boy, do you think you can really make this seat?"
Liu Qingfeng's frantic laughter sounded in his ears.
Chen Xinglie curled his mouth and retracted his fist. He didn't expect this old thing to run very fast, and his fist really failed.
"First punch!"
Chen Xinglie spit out three words.
what! ? What does it mean?
Hearing what Chen Xinglie said, everyone was taken aback. Some people even wondered if the young Chen Gongfeng had been frightened by Liu Qingfeng, and he was still talking nonsense at this moment.
"I see! Teacher Chen said before that he would give us a three-punch to defeat the elders!"
"Damn! Isn't the elder Mr. Chen talking about as Elder Liu Yu, but the Supreme Elder!?"
"It's crazy, it's unbelievable, but I believe Teacher Chen can do it!"
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Some descendants of the sect confessed their own guesses. Although it was ridiculous, they were still recognized by the descendants of the sect.
It seems that in their hearts, the teacher Chen Zongfeng can really create a miracle, defeating Liu Qingfeng, the supreme elder, as a Jin Danqi worship.
When those elders heard the words of their younger generations, they also shook their heads helplessly and secretly said absurdity.
Three punches to defeat Liu Qingfeng, the Supreme Elder?
Not to mention that Chen Xinglie was just a small offering, even Xiang Wenqing and Shen Liuyun who were standing there would dare not say such big words.
From their point of view, Chen Xinglie mostly saw that he had missed a punch and said nonsense.
Listening to the voice coming from the audience, Liu Qingfeng frowned, and his eyes became more vicious.
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, without much words, Liu Qingfeng's figure began to move again, making it impossible to tell where he was.
A cold light flashed, exuding a suffocating crisis.
Chen Xinglie smiled: "Second punch!"
As he spoke, he slammed a punch towards his empty front left, as if he was about to punch the void in front of him.
I saw that where Chen Xinglie's fist passed, the void was slightly distorted, and it was hard to imagine how much power his fist contained.
Beneath the clothes that everyone could not see, the lightning symbol behind Chen Xinglie was shining brightly and darkly, but it was blocked by the clothes, unable to bloom this dazzling light before the eyes of the world.
Before strengthening the seal of the unicorn formation, Chen Xinglie had released all the thunder power stored in his body and injected it into the unicorn formation.
I thought that the lightning symbol behind it just disappeared, but things were always unexpected. Not only did the lightning symbol behind it not disappear, even the body-hardening effect did not disappear.
Since the appearance of this lightning symbol, power has continuously poured into Chen Xinglie's body from the lightning symbol, and he has been tempering his body almost all the time. In just a few days, his body was much stronger than when he was crossing the catastrophe that day.
Even he himself can't estimate how tyrannical his body is now.
"Ding!"
A harsh sound came from the competition platform.
Those who are weak are all hurt by the sound of the eardrum, frowning.
The pupils of Xiang Wenqing and Shen Liuyun shrank violently, and a shocking scene appeared in their eyes.
I saw Chen Xinglie's fist collided with the tip of the long sword in Liu Qingfeng's hand. This incredible scene shocked everyone's minds.
"This... just a physical body can collide with a weapon, and even make that amazing sound of golden and iron humming?"
"Unbelievable, the rank of Elder Liu's sword is not low. At this time, he can't break the body of Chen Zhuan?"
"How strong is this body? Exaggerated, right?"
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All the elders off the court saw this scene, all of them were a little lost, muttering to themselves.
Those descendants of the sect are different from their parents. Seeing Teacher Chen show their power, they all danced happily, shouting words like Teacher Chen invincible.
As the person involved, Liu Qingfeng’s heart was far more shocked than others. Only he himself knew how much power he had used with this sword. In the spirit of the lion fighting the rabbit and doing his best, Liu Qingfeng was forced back by Chen Xinglie for the first time. In the second attack, he had already exerted his full strength.
But just such an attack with all his strength was actually blocked by Chen Xinglie's worship!
And he used one of his fists to withstand the tip of his sword!
Liu Qingfeng began to panic. At this moment, he finally understood that the young man in front of him was not in the golden age at all, and the other party must have used some secret method to cover his realm.
Even if you go through the entire world and everyone since the ages, how can anyone have such a strong combat power in the Golden Core Period?
Crossing two great realms in a row, resisting the opponent's attack with a physical body?
Things like fantasy!
Liu Qingfeng suppressed the panic in his heart, and wanted to withdraw his long sword to a safe distance, and then look for opportunities to launch the next attack.
Chen Xinglie naturally noticed the change in the opponent's mind, but where would he give him a chance.
Turning a fist into a palm, a fleshy palm held Liu Qingfeng's long sword in this way.
He said: "Elder Liu wants to run since he's here? It's not justified, right?"
The words are contemptuous, but also contain incomparably powerful self-confidence, as long as he holds the long sword in his palm, it is absolutely impossible for the opponent to pull the sword and leave.
Liu Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and he drew his long sword hard to leave, but the long sword seemed to be imprisoned.
Before he could think about it, let go of the hand holding the long sword, ready to abandon the long sword and stretch the distance.
In his horrified eyes, a sandbag-big fist slammed toward his face door.
When it flew out, Chen Xinglie's voice still came from his ear: "The third punch."