Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 104 Fighting against Cheng Yiming

When Che Longjun was pushed away by Lin Xuan, he also noticed the attacker.

The speed of the sneak attacker was astonishingly fast, he quickly passed through the beast tide, and his shots were quick and fierce.

This is not a monster, but a person!

"Be careful, it's Cheng Yiming!"

Seeing the attacker's appearance clearly, Che Longjun felt chills in his heart, Cheng Yiming still looked like that, with a pair of monster-like pupils, which made people feel frightened.

He had once fought against Cheng Yiming who looked like this. They were originally the first and second of the Outer Sect Seven Elites, and the difference in strength was not that big, but now Cheng Yiming, he is no match at all!

Cheng Yiming surpassed him in terms of speed and strength, and even the martial arts he displayed showed a fierce vigor.

What was even more frightening was that his fist hit Cheng Yiming's body. Cheng Yiming didn't seem to notice the pain, and continued to attack him fiercely without frowning.

How can a person who is strong and does not feel pain win when he fights?

When Che Longjun reminded, Lin Xuan and Cheng Yiming were already close at hand, and their fists collided violently in the air.

"boom!"

The powerful impact produced by the collision of the two fists made a shocking sound.

Lin Xuan's expression trembled, he finally understood why Che Longjun had deep fear of Cheng Yiming after being controlled.

Compared with himself, Cheng Yiming's strength is not weak at all!
There are also three thousand catties!

Lin Xuan thought to himself: "It's impossible for Cheng Yiming to have such a strong physique even with the best exercises in the sect. This strength does not originate from him himself!"

In other words, Cheng Yiming's soaring power stems from the mysterious existence manipulating him.

Lin Xuan carefully observed Cheng Yiming's eyes. Compared with the eyes of other monsters, his pupils were darker in color.

The biggest difference is Cheng Yiming's eyes. The eyes of other controlled monsters are dull, leaving only the fighting instinct.

But Cheng Yiming's eyes were a little more agile, as if he had consciousness.

"Is there consciousness, but not your own consciousness?"

"It is the existence of manipulating Cheng Yiming, using his body to fight me."

Lin Xuan's heart was slightly chilled, and he said to Murong Jiawen and Che Longjun in a deep voice: "You two hurry back to the cave!"

If the two of them are also manipulated, it will be troublesome!
Murong Jiawen hesitated for a moment, she wanted to stay and help Lin Xuan.

Che Longjun stopped her: "If we stay, we will only do him a disservice!"

Looking at the monsters gradually surrounding them, Murong Jiawen sighed bitterly.

What Che Longjun said was correct, if she stayed, not only would she not be able to help Lin Xuan, but it would also distract Lin Xuan.

"let's go!"

The two jumped up, climbed up the cliff, and turned over to the entrance of the cave.

A climbing monster chased after it, but was easily beheaded by Murong Jiawen.

Only guarding one cave entrance, no matter how many monsters there are, the two of them are not afraid.

Seeing that the two of them were safe, Lin Xuan completely focused on Cheng Yiming.

With just one punch, Lin Xuan already knew that Cheng Yiming's strength was above Ling Yun who broke through the Qi Gathering Realm, and might even be stronger than the new spider he met back then.

Don't be careless!

Lin Xuan took Jinghong Sword back to Yuan Jie, he hadn't learned any kind of sword technique yet, to deal with Cheng Yiming who can use martial arts, it would be better to use Shinto boxing technique.

The surrounding monsters surrounded the two of them, but they did not move forward.

Cheng Yiming walked up to Lin Xuan and opened his mouth.

"Submit, or die!"

What he spit out was human language, but there was a vast and ancient aura rushing toward his face.

"Surrender?" Lin Xuan sneered, "You think it's beautiful."

"Dead? You also have the ability to kill me!"

Lin Xuan took the initiative to launch an attack. He used the divine way of movement, and he came to Cheng Yiming in an instant.

"Shinto Boxing!"

Fist shadows appeared all over the sky, covering Cheng Yiming's body.

There are hundreds of fist shadows, and the trajectory of each shadow is different.

Some are as fast as the wind, some run like thunder, some are as thick as mountains, and some are as turbulent as waves!
Lin Xuan displayed all kinds of forms in Shinto boxing at the same time, but he wanted to see how Cheng Yiming would deal with it!

Cheng Yiming moved, he only punched one!
This punch directly hit Lin Xuan's face, without any skill or change.

It's ordinary, but it contains a punch with the power of thunder!
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, Cheng Yiming's punch was powerful and heavy, but before he could hit him, he would have to endure his stormy attack first!
"Every punch I have is at least [-] jin of strength, and some thunder-style punches, with the help of Shinto boxing, are close to [-] jin of strength!"

"Want to trade injury for injury? I want to see your body, can it withstand a few punches from me!"

Lin Xuan was not afraid, nor flinched!
Of course, Lin Xuan was smart and reserved a little bit of strength.

Lin Xuan's fist landed on Cheng Yiming's body first.

"boom!"

When the fist touched the body, it actually made a roar like a drum.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted, and his fist seemed to hit a hard weapon, causing pain in his joints.

"His body..."

The second punch hit, and there was another thunderous roar.

"boom!"

This time, Lin Xuan's hands were numb.

The third punch.

"boom!"

The fourth punch.

"boom!"

Fifth punch.

"boom!"

The sixth punch.

"boom!"

Before Cheng Yiming's fist hit Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan had already bombarded him six times.

If they were replaced by other warriors in the ninth level of body training, they would have been turned into a puddle of mud by Lin Xuan at this time.

Even warriors who have practiced earth-attribute techniques, or have body-protecting weapons, at least vomit blood and fly hundreds of meters backwards.

However, instead of retreating, Cheng Yiming continued to move forward against Lin Xuan's fist shadow!

The fist he swung was only one punch away from Lin Xuan's face.

At this moment, an indescribable sense of crisis erupted in Lin Xuan's heart!
"My body, which has been tempered by the Shinto technique, can withstand four thousand catties of strength without any injuries, but why do I feel a sense of crisis in my heart? Could it be that he has changed his tricks?!"

At this moment, Cheng Yiming's seemingly slow punch in Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly exploded with terrifying speed!

The name of a martial skill appeared in Lin Xuan's mind.

"Shocking fist!"

The Shocking Fist is very similar to the Crouching Tiger Fist that Lin Xuan once practiced. When the fist is close to the enemy, it explodes suddenly, which can achieve the effect of a sudden increase in strength.

Crouching Tiger Fist is no more than a fourth-rank Huang-level martial skill, while Shocking Heaven Fist is a ninth-rank Huang-rank martial skill!

At this moment, the power of Cheng Yiming's fist doubled instantly.

The strength of six thousand catties!

Even Lin Xuan couldn't bear such strength.

In the cliff cave above, Murong Jiawen couldn't help exclaiming, and Che Longjun's eyes also showed despair.

From their point of view, Lin Xuan would definitely die if he was hit by a punch!

(End of this chapter)