Are Saiyans weak?Have you ever seen Bai Shen

Chapter 213 The Protracted Battle
"Oh!"

A deafening explosion echoed throughout the battle room.

A red flame slammed into the blue air wave violently.

It was Zhang He's flaming punch that directly hit Zhang Xuanfeng's thick chest.

Then, Zhang Xuanfeng's burly chest, like a glass and porcelain vase, cracked white cracks all around.

Like a spider's silk, the cracks spread rapidly to the surroundings, constantly flickering and jumping blue and white arcs.

Like a shattered electronic screen computer.

"You punched me."

Zhang Xuanfeng stared at his body dumbfounded, covered his chest, and hurriedly stepped back a dozen steps.

At this time, there was an exclamation from the audience.

"Oh my god! I read it right! Zhang He smashed the strongest defensive thunder armor with one punch???"

"This is the so-called absolute defense of a fourth-rank martial artist, and it was broken like this?"

"It's hard to imagine how terrifying power Zhang He punched just now!"

"That's right, even the blow from the previous level four shapeshifting beast failed to break through his thunder armor!"

"It can't be Zhang Xuanfeng releasing the water! It's incredible!"

Under the stage, Elder Sun gave an explanation: "Look, the state of Zhang He's punch just now is the power of the state of the king's fist!"

"If Zhang He's combat power is 200 million, then the power of his punch just now is a punch with a combat power of nearly 400 million!"

"Also, Zhang He's use and control of Qi is almost perfect!"

Old Sun swallowed his saliva, and the more he talked, the more excited he became: "So the punch just now didn't waste any power, and the hit exploded in an instant!"

"This kind of strength and attack power is probably more than 400 million combat power!"

"hiss~"

Hearing this, there was a complete silence all around.

All the night watchmen are still unbelievable.

The young man standing on the ring at this time is only a student who has just awakened the power of blood for a month.

The speed, strength, and combat power he displayed now are no less than that of a ten-year veteran warrior.

"Okay, the power of Kaiwang Fist is really good!"

Zhang Xuanfeng moved his body, and the cracks on his body were gradually healing.

"However, the weakness of the Realm King Fist is quite obvious. After using it, it consumes a lot of physical energy of the warrior!"

On his bearded face, a confident and hearty smile appeared again: "And you, you have just become a fifth-rank martial artist, and your foundation is not stable. It must be very difficult to use the Realm King Fist many times!"

"Then let me see how long you can last. If you can last for 2 minutes, I will lose!"

Zhang He's whole body sank slightly, and he assumed a fighting posture: "Your thunder armor must also consume a lot of energy!"

"It's up to us, who can last longer!"

Zhang Xuanfeng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "That's right! I appreciate your intelligence more and more, and then I will use my best!"

The words fall.

A blue armor appeared on the surface of Zhang Xuanfeng's body, and countless flickering blue and white arcs were wrapped around the outer armor.

At the same time, his aura suddenly rose again.

"boom!"

With the power of thunder and lightning wrapped around his body, he rushed towards Zhang He suddenly.

Before the person arrived, the countless electric arcs on his body had already attacked Zhang He.

Zhang He only felt bursts of tingling pain on his skin, and a depressing breath of thunder force rushed towards his face.

This is the full strength of a fifth-rank martial artist, and it is really powerful.

I am afraid that the maximum combat power is already close to 300 million!
If he uses his normal combat power of 230 million to fight, not only will he lose, but he will also be in danger.

Immediately, red flames burned all over Zhang He's body again, his legs glared, and he rushed towards him.

"Oh!"

The fists of the two collided in an instant.

A red-blue air wave exploded across the entire arena.

The entire arena was shaking violently.

The two moved at high speed, waving their fists and feet, and began to fight fiercely close to each other.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two fists, elbows, knees, heads, etc., every time they collide.

It was like an earthquake, hitting the entire arena and the hearts of all the spectators.

"It's too strong. If I get punched, I will probably lie in the hospital for half a year!"

"Hehe! You think too highly of yourself, if you get kicked, let me collect your body!"

"It looks like the two are evenly matched!"

"Yes, the two played back and forth, it was very exciting!"

"But I can't figure it out, Captain Zhang Xuanfeng, with the Thunder Armor protecting his body, and Zhang He's physical strength, why would he dare to collide with it!"

"Did you forget just now that Zhang He can resist Zhang Xuanfeng's lightning attack, and his defensive power is quite amazing!"

"It's unbelievable, I'm afraid you have all forgotten it! Zhang He is only of A-level Saiyan blood!"

"No, it is estimated that after Zhang He's battle this time, the Saiyan bloodline should be upgraded to S-class bloodline!"

"With my own strength, the rating of the entire bloodline has risen, that's amazing, Zhang He!"

When the audience is discussing intensely and wondering who will win.

At this time, Old Sun gave the answer in advance: "It seems that Zhang He won this battle!"

A group of people beside him looked at Elder Sun curiously.

After all, the two were playing evenly at this time, and the time was only about 1 minute.

It is somewhat arbitrary to make a judgment now.

However, Old Sun is not only a high-level night watchman and a fourth-rank warrior, but also a warrior professor.

For all kinds of martial arts and actual combat experience, he is much better than ordinary people.

No one dared to refute for a while.

On the other hand, Sun He saw some clues, and asked decisively: "It must be the consumption of Qi!"

Old Sun rubbed Sun He's head, smiled and said, "Not bad!"

"Feel carefully, Zhang He and Zhang Xuanfeng's aura, who has descended more?"

All the night watchmen closed their eyes to detect the breath of the two.

Sure enough, it was sensed that it was in a fierce battle.

Zhang Xuanfeng's breath descended very quickly.

And Zhang He's breath was barely consumed.

"As I said before, Zhang He's Realm King Fist and breath control have reached perfection!"

Elder Sun looked seriously at Zhang He on the ring and said, "At this time, his advantage is also reflected!"

"On the other hand, Zhang Xuanfeng's aura is very strong. Every time the destructive power is mixed with the power of lightning, it is also amazing, but the control is too rough, and a lot of energy is wasted."

"Oh!"

Elder Sun hadn't finished speaking.

The situation on the ring immediately became clear.

At this time, Zhang Xuanfeng's face was red, panting heavily, and fell to the ground.

But Zhang He stood on the ring without changing his face, as if the fierce battle just now was just a warm-up.

"Hahaha! Good boy, the endurance is amazing!"

Zhang Xuanfeng was lying on the ground, laughing weakly and tiredly: "Tsk tsk! You can... You are the only one who can perform the Realm King Fist to this level!"

"Forget it, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat in this battle. I lost!"

(End of this chapter)