Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 139 Defeating Wu Chi
"Xiao Ling has practiced body training martial arts, he intends to use Wu Chi's power to temper his own body!"

This move was undoubtedly dangerous, Bai Shen's eyes became more gloomy, if Xiao Ling could really resist Wu Chi's attack with his physical strength, his physical body should be able to strengthen and withstand his attack.

"Xiao Ling, every move you make shocks me."

Jun Liang touched his chin, his eyes flickering non-stop. If Xiao Ling could withstand Wu Chi's attack, to a certain extent, he would be able to fight him with confidence.

Countless gazes looked at the skinny young man on the Yanhuang arena, with various gazes and expressions, most of them were shocked, stunned, and puzzled.

With Xiao Ling's strength, it is impossible to resist Wu Chi's attack!
However, they didn't know that Xiao Ling had cultivated the Bamen Dunjia. If this kind of body training martial skill was successfully cultivated, it could completely overwhelm any strong person in the Shenwu Continent.

"Wu Chi, continue!"

Xiao Ling stared at Wu Chi with fiery eyes, a little impatient, which made many people feel speechless.

Under Wu Chi's boxing technique, although Xiao Ling received a heavy blow, he has not yet reached his limit. With the help of Bamen Dunjia, he can use Wu Chi's power to temper his body, making his body stronger and stronger.

Although this point of enhancement is not much, it still needs to bear severe pain.However, Xiao Ling's tenacity is absolutely extraordinary, that's why he was able to get to where he is today.

"I am coming!"

Wu Chi's eyes flashed sharply, and he stomped the sole of his foot fiercely, like a cannonball, and charged towards Xiao Ling again.

boom!boom!boom!
Wu Chi blasted out punch after punch, the continuous thunderclap distorted the air, and the berserk physical power made many people's eyelids twitch slightly and their hearts tremble with fear.

"Just let the horses come."

Xiao Ling let out a long roar, and the blood-red power from his thin body rippled, and once again met Wu Chi's attack.

boom!
Every punch of Wu Chi was fiercely hitting Xiao Ling's thin body. His punching skills were like a raging sea, while Xiao Ling was like a flat boat, as if he would be swallowed by this raging sea in the next moment.

The sound of physical bodies colliding was transmitted from the Yanhuang arena. Countless eyes looked at Xiao Ling who was welcoming Wu Chi's crazy attack, all of them were dumbfounded and rubbed their eyes, unable to believe the reality they saw before them.

Under Wu Chi's attack, although Xiao Ling had bright red blood on the corner of his mouth, he stood upright like an ancient pine.

Looking at Xiao Ling with a smile on his face, Wu Chi's pupils shrank sharply, with an unprecedented seriousness, even if he faced Bai Shen, he would never be so serious.

Each of his punches did not use martial skills, but used the pure physical strength of the small gilt body to attack Xiao Ling.

Punch after punch hit Xiao Ling's body, Wu Chi slowly felt that with his attack to the end, Xiao Ling was never overwhelmed, and at a slow speed, reached the point where he was not afraid of his punches.

This undoubtedly frightened him, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent.

Wu Chi's eyes were fighting like flames, surging wildly, and the strength in his hands was strengthened again, causing Xiao Ling to retreat gradually. However, Xiao Ling resisted his crazy attack forcefully.

"Use martial arts."

Xiao Ling's dark eyes stared at Wu Chi. Although Wu Chi's boxing techniques did not use martial skills, their strength reached an extremely terrifying level. Even a strong martial king would not wantonly resist Wu Chi's attack with his body.

However, Xiao Ling has practiced Bamen Dunjia, the stronger Wu Chi's power is, the more he can train him.

"Golden Shining World Fist!"

Wu Chi didn't hold back his hand anymore, he let out a violent shout, which made the air vibrate, and then he raised his fist slowly, under the gathering of vitality, his fist was very dazzling, exuding extremely terrifying fluctuations .

Even though the Golden Glory Fist is a low-level martial art of the Mysterious Rank, Wu Chi is able to exert the power of a high-level Mystic-rank martial skill with the blessing of the small gilt body.

boom!
The Golden Yaoshi Fist pierced the sky, whistling past, like a shooting star flying across the sky, killing Xiao Ling.

Faced with this punch, Xiao Ling was a little moved, but he was still unafraid and went up to greet him again.

If he can withstand Wu Chi's attack, then he can withstand Wu Chi's other attacks.

boom!
This punch directly hit Xiao Ling's chest, and Xiao Ling felt his internal organs tumbling, the violent power from Wu Chi's fist was transmitted to his body, and then crazily destroyed it.

Xiao Ling's face turned pale, but he immediately activated the Blood Reversing Divine Art to stabilize his Qi and blood.

Afterwards, he slowly moved the eight-door dungeon, spreading out the berserk power, tempering the key parts of the body.

Da da da!
Xiao Ling kept retreating, and Wu Chi's punch also kept advancing, and he was about to retreat to the edge of the Yanhuang ring. As long as Xiao Ling fell, Xiao Ling would lose the competition.

Countless people held their breath, even those big shots and those who despised Xiao Ling couldn't help standing up, clenched their fists, and stared at Xiao Ling's thin body.

Fall, must fall.

Many people with sinister hearts cursed Xiao Ling to fall off the ring. If so, Xiao Ling's steps would come to an end.

However, Xiao Ling's performance made some unscrupulous people stop thinking about it.

When he was about to reach the Yanhuang arena, Xiao Ling's footsteps stopped abruptly. Under his feet, the ground of the Yanhuang arena was broken.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chi's ape's arms shook, and a strange force swept out, crazily blasting towards Xiao Ling's body.

boom!
Xiao Ling directly resisted this crushing punch with his physical body, making it impossible for Wu Chi to move forward again.

Xiao Ling smiled lightly, and said calmly, "It's my turn."

At this moment, in the eyes of countless people, Xiao Ling was undoubtedly extremely embarrassed. However, Xiao Ling was able to resist Wu Chi's crazy offensive, which made many people feel awe.

In Shenwu Continent, the strong are respected.

Xiao Ling's performance undoubtedly demonstrated his strength, which is why many people were in awe of him.

boom!
Xiao Ling's body shook, and Wu Chi was directly pushed back dozens of steps.

Wu Chi finally stopped and looked at Xiao Ling with more surprise.

The strength of Xiao Ling's shock was extremely domineering, which made him take a few steps back.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is undoubtedly shocking for Wu Chi to take dozens of steps back after being shocked by Xiao Ling.

Many of the proud sons of heaven who originally thought that Xiao Ling was a waste, all tightly shut their mouths and did not speak anymore.

In this match, no matter whether Xiao Ling wins or loses, Xiao Ling is enough to move the Yanhuang Empire.

Because, among the proud sons of heaven present here, none of them thinks that they can still stand safely on the Yanhuang Arena under the crazy attack of Wu Chi, chatting and laughing happily.

This kind of Arabian Nights thing, Xiao Ling did it, making people speechless.

"You are strong!"

Wu Chi said silently: "My attack method can't break through your defense at all. I really want to see that your attack skill can break through my little gilt body!"

After all, he also stood still, and the light all over his body became more and more dazzling, with a halo of light surrounding him.

"One move. You said one move beat me!"

Wu Chi said: "If you stand up and let me hit you, I naturally can't take advantage of you. Now, I stand here and accept your move!"

Countless eyes looked at Wu Chi, but they were all silent. Xiao Ling's domineering body was enough to shock people's hearts.

They wanted to see whether Wu Chi's physical body was stronger or Xiao Ling's physical body was stronger!

"as you wish!"

Xiao Ling's opening of the door has reached a critical point. He only needs the baptism of Taihuang Pond to fully open the door, and his physical body becomes stronger.

At that time, even in the face of the strong Martial Emperor, he will have the power to protect himself.

Xiao Ling raised his feet slowly, arching them slightly, and then, blood flames swept out, completely enveloping Xiao Ling's soles, the terrifying temperature distorted the air.

Under the direct gaze of countless eyes, the blood flame wrapped around Xiao Ling's feet gradually became more intense, and the temperature directly caused the ground of Yanhuang Arena to melt.

"Why don't you make a move?"

"With the power of Xiao Ling's kick, I don't know if he can defeat Wu Chi."

"A contract with one move, Xiao Ling said, if he can defeat all the contestants present with one move, I don't know if he can maintain his miracle."

Many people prayed for Xiao Ling's blessing, because Xiao Ling's powerful performance made many young people's blood boil, this kind of physical body collision contest is a bloody battle.

"Brother Xiao, come on!"

Xuanyuan Yuerao's beautiful eyes were shining with light. For some reason, she had a feeling that the body-refining martial arts practiced by Xiao Ling was definitely a powerful existence.

In any case, if Xiao Ling can win the competition, she is happy.

"Wu Chi, I'm coming! You're ready for me!"

Xiao Ling said in a deep voice: "My martial skill is called Chiyan Chain Kick. This last move, Ultimate Chiyan Kick, I haven't used yet. Today, I will show this move on you!"

Hearing this, Wu Chi's eyelids twitched, he could feel the terrifying power of Xiao Ling's kick, even he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

However, Wu Chi was also not afraid, he didn't believe that he couldn't resist Xiao Ling's kick with his small gilt body!
boom!
When the blood flame emitted a terrifying light, Xiao Ling finally moved and charged towards Wu Chi.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Ling was like a meteorite. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wu Chi, and kicked out that kick brazenly.

"Extreme Red Flame Kick!"

With one kick sweeping out, the blood flame surged wildly, hitting Wu Chi's small gilt body with an extremely forceful tendency.

Click!

Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, the halos on Wu Chi's body were all shattered, turned into specks of light, and slowly fell down.

And Wu Chi's body flew upside down crazily, flew out of the Yanhuang arena, continued to blast towards the distance, and finally Wu Chi fell to the ground, making a violent sound, causing the whole ground to vibrate.

Looking at this scene, the whole audience was completely silent. They looked at the Yanhuang arena, and slowly retracted their feet to see the standing skinny boy.

Xiao Ling really defeated Wu Chi with one move!

(End of this chapter)