Chapter 882: I lost my face by you

As Yi Fei watched the battle, there was a storm in his heart, and his eyes burst out.
The Seven Injury General tactic, how could he use the Seven Injury General tactic so lightly? Is this kid's Qishang Quan already Mahayana!
Yi Fei was a little hard to accept. You have to know that Qishangquan is the strongest exercise he cultivates. After more than ten years of painstaking practice, he has only achieved a small success.
He can also use the seven injury general formula, but there must be a short period of time to accumulate momentum, which is completely impossible for Shen Lang to send and release freely. Definitely only martial arts practitioners who practice Qishangquan to Mahayana can do that.
Just seeing Shen Lang's punch, Yi Fei's self-esteem was strongly frustrated.
Few people have seen the Shenzhao Sutra, but most of the Yi family disciples have seen the Qishang Quan. Seeing Shen Lang hitting out a powerful Qishang general formula at will, a group of Yi family disciples were a little dumbfounded.
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Shen Lang himself felt a little surprised. Although the power of the Qishangquan was a little bit higher than that of the Sumeru Mountain God Palm, it was a lower-level exercise at the same level, and there was not much difference in the exercise itself.
The seven-injury general formula he just used only used 80% of his strength and repelled Zhao Gang.
Logically speaking, it should not be so easy. It may be that your pure and vigorous internal strength is dominant, and the black and golden qi in the dantian is far more vigorous than the normal qi.
Shen Lang finally felt the effect brought by the nine-color bone ring.
After receiving Shen Lang's punch, Zhao Gang's vitality surged. Seeing that he did not knock down Shen Lang with a full palm, but was suppressed by the opponent, Zhao Gang's expression became very ugly, and he felt ashamed.
"Just this strength? I am embarrassed to yell." Shen Lang sneered, showing a contemptuous expression.
"Just now, you were lucky. How can your strength compare to me? Death!" Zhao Gang was furious, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Shen Lang, showing the Sumi Mountain God Palm.
Shen Lang still didn't evade, using Qishang Fist to fight back.
The two struggled together.
There was a burst of strong wind, and a gust of wind rose in the center of the martial arts field.
A large number of Yi family children watched this duel attentively. Whether it is Zhao Gang or Shen Lang, the two can represent the pinnacle of the strength of the younger generation of martial arts.
The attack power of Qishangquan is higher than that of Mount Xumi Shenzhang, but the defense power is a bit worse, but Shen Lang is more proficient.
Although Zhao Gang's Sumishan God Palm was already Mahayana, it was still a bit blunt when used.
Coupled with Shen Lang's rich experience against the enemy and the protection of the magical scriptures, Zhao Gang couldn't get into Shen Lang's body at all, and his palm could hardly break through Shen Lang's body protection.
After less than a dozen rounds, Shen Lang seized a flaw and hit Zhao Gang's chest and abdomen with a punch.
There was a muffled noise.
Shen Lang's fist was like a bomb, and Zhao Gang opened his mouth to burst into blood, and his whole body was blown out.
Zhao Gang flew seven or eight meters away and hit the ground heavily, unable to climb.
The audience took a breath of cold.
The whole process took less than ten seconds, and Zhao Gang was beaten and couldn't get up. He was almost hanged.
The onlookers were Wu Xiu, who naturally knew how big the gap between the two sides was.
Yi Fei was also full of horror and disbelief, this Shen Lang's strength has actually been so tyrannical? It seems that he is the frog at the bottom of the well.
"You! Cough cough..." Zhao Gang's mouth was full of blood, and he suffered a serious internal injury. The huge power gap finally brought him back to reality.
Shen Lang's punch still left his hand, and it did not cause Zhao Gang to be overly injured. After all, the other party was the son of a Void Realm Master, so he didn't want to go too far.
"It's obvious who wins and who loses, right?" Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Gang who fell to the ground, and glanced at Yi Tianfeng and Zhao Jin.
Yi Tianfeng was secretly happy, but he did not expect Shen Lang to be so strong. Shen Lang has a calm mind and is much better than Zhao Gang's arrogant self-esteem. It just so happens that he is in love with his daughter again. Isn't it a good thing?
Yi Tianfeng suddenly felt that Shen Lang was the good son-in-law who fell from the sky. As for Zhao Gang, he has been excluded from his mind.
"Senior Zhao, the duel is over, do you see if it should be..." Yi Tianfeng said respectfully, and secretly looked at Zhao Jin's face.
Zhao Jin's old face was dark and his mood was extremely bad. Zhao Gang lost the duel, but it was a small matter, but a master of the virtual realm ran over to propose marriage in a low voice, but was rejected. It was really shameful to spread it out!
"Senior Zhao, the victory or defeat is already divided, should I give up this marriage now?" Ibuki said with caution, bowing.
"No, Chuuxue, I didn't lose! What I'm good at is not palm skills, but sword skills! I can't lose to this rubbish!" Zhao Gang got up from the ground, his eyes splitting, and pulled out the long sword from his waist. Enduring the internal injury, Yi Jian stabs at Shen Lang.
Although Zhao Gang's swordsmanship is fierce, his body has been injured and he can't exert much power.
Shen Lang was a little bit angry, he had been merciful just now, this guy didn't appreciate it? Simply Shen Lang was no longer polite, pushing with both palms, knocking out a snowflake palm, and the cold palm wind swept towards Zhao Gang.
"Bold!"
Zhao Jin became angry from embarrassment, and Shen Lang's blow was bound to cause Zhao Gang to be seriously injured. This kid was really defiant and dared to beat his son cruelly!
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Jin's whole body flashed to the center of the martial arts field like a phantom. With a casual wave of his sleeves, an astonishing wave of air directly pushed Shen Lang's palms out of the cold palm wind and crushed him.
Shen Lang was hit by the air wave, flew more than ten meters away, fell heavily to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Hua Ziling was just closer to the direction where Shen Lang fell, her pretty face changed color slightly, and she subconsciously ran forward to help Shen Lang up.
"Are you okay?" Hua Ziling frowned.
The person who saw it was Hua Ziling, Shen Lang was a little surprised, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."
Shen Lang said so, but a stormy sea was set off in his heart, and it was the first time he saw Wuxiu in the Void Realm.
That huge pressure is really unmatched! The opponent only used 10% or 20% of his strength at most, and a wave of air set off casually could injure himself. It was really hard to imagine how tyrannical the Void Realm Master was.
"Wow!"
The Yi family disciples in the audience were in an uproar, and the Yi family disciples showed a hint of indignation in their eyes.
Obviously it was a duel, but he came out to protect his shortcomings! Although Zhao Jin is a strong Void Realm, his behavior has made the Yi family disciples a little shameless.
Yi Tianfeng immediately walked onto the martial arts ground and stopped in front of Shen Lang. He was a little worried that Zhao Jin would shoot again.
Yi Chuuxue also ran over, and seeing Shen Lang was injured, her face turned pale, tears welled up in her eyes: "Sorry, I am the one who caused you."
"Father, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this kid!" Zhao Gang's face was extremely distorted, and he rushed forward.
Seeing that Yi Chuuxue was crying for this man, he wanted to kill Shen Lang!
"Bring me back!" Zhao Jin yelled, and a big hand captured Zhao Gang back.
"Father, let me go, I'm going to kill him!" Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, wishing to tear Shen Lang alive.
"You bastard, you lose all your face!" Zhao Jin was furious and slapped it over.
There was a loud "pop".
Zhao Gang was slapped by Zhao Jin and stared at Venus, and he could not find North for a while.