The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"boom!"

The round platform shook slightly, and Zhan Nianchuan pounced on Peng Qi like a hunting tiger. His sprinting body directly emitted a sonic boom, and he was in front of him in an instant, swinging a punch that could crack mountains and crack rocks.

"The wind is coming."

Peng Qi made a secret with one hand. In the originally calm and windless field, suddenly the wind howled, blowing directly towards Zhan Nianchuan.

At the same time, Peng Qi's fists glowed with red light, and he punched Zhan Nianchuan with two whistling fists. The wind of the fists roared with astonishing heat.

However, something surprised everyone. The astonishingly powerful hurricane only made Zhan Nianchuan's body shake slightly. His fist missed an inch and still hit Peng Qi unstoppably.

Peng Qi's eyelids twitched, and it was too late to change his moves. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to hit Zhan Nianchuan hard. He was confident that Zhan Nianchuan would fall faster than him.

"I don't believe your body can withstand this flaming fist!" Peng Qi roared in his heart.

Tong Xi opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at the figures of the two sides colliding with each other, her delicate hands turned white.

Now that the outcome is undecided, there is no way for her to intervene.

Just when the two sides were about to hit each other, Zhan Nianchuan's body suddenly accelerated again, and his fist power increased sharply again.

"Bang!"

"ah"

An extremely shrill scream suddenly stopped. Zhan Nianchuan's heavy fist hit Peng Qi's chest hard, shattering all his sternum. Even his chest collapsed, and a ball exploded behind his back. In the blood mist, the whole person flew up like a broken sack, flew dozens of feet straight and fell to the bottom of the high platform.

Zhan Nianchuan was also hit by Peng Qiliang's punch. He took a few steps back. Two large holes were opened in his clothes. There were obvious burn marks on the edges of the holes. The exposed flesh was burnt red, leaving Made two deep fist marks.

Iron Fist Peng Qi is dead, beaten to death by a punch.

The nearly ten thousand Yun Longfeng disciples who had previously cheered Peng Qi warmly and wantonly mocked and belittled Zhan Nianchuan all closed their mouths and looked at Zhan Nianchuan with eyes full of horror and disbelief.

There was deathly silence all around the competition platform.

"The secular boxing technique actually defeated the immortal technique!?"

After a few breaths, all the disciples in the audience exploded, and even the many elders above the high platform stood up in disbelief.

Even if the facts are in front of them, countless people still feel that it is untrue, and they cannot accept it emotionally and intellectually.

A disciple at the third level of Qi Condensation, using only secular boxing techniques and pure physical strength, he killed Peng Qi, a genius disciple of Yunlong Peak at the sixth level of Qi Condensation who had cast spells and magic weapons with one punch. This made Many disciples present could not accept it.

This is like a defenseless baby killing a heavily armed adult with his bare hands. It is so ridiculous and unreal.

After reacting, all the Lindan Peak disciples in the audience cheered. Many people were so excited that tears filled their eyes, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

"Senior Brother Zhan is mighty! Lindan Peak is the best!"

"Well done, Junior Brother Zhan!"

"Kill the enemy with one punch, kill the enemy with one punch!"

Amidst the cheers, Zhan Nianchuan, who was standing on the high platform, looked extremely calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"In the last round, Lindan Peak will win against Nianchuan!"

At this moment, Li Qiang, who was in charge of the competition, also announced the results of the competition. However, Li Qiang's face was not pretty. As a supervisor, he failed to save the defeated disciple, which was a bit embarrassing.

But when he thought of Zhan Nianchuan's terrifying explosive power of suddenly accelerating in the last few feet, he was secretly frightened. Unless he knew this would happen in advance, there was really no way to stop it.

Zhan Nianchuan jumped off the high platform, walked to Tong Dachuan and saluted.

"Master, my disciple is fortunate to have lived up to his command."

Tong Dachuan was so excited that he raised his palm, patted Zhan Nianchuan twice, and handed him a pill.

"Good boy, I really belong to you!"

"Junior brother Zhan, your clothes are torn, change into this one."

Tong Xi's beautiful eyes were shining as he handed over a cyan dress.

"Thank you, Master Tong."

Zhan Nianchuan did not dare to neglect, and quickly took it with both hands. Only then did he realize that there was a faint spiritual light shining on the clothes, and it turned out to be a middle-grade yellow-level defensive robe.

A yellow-level middle-grade defensive robe is worth hundreds of spiritual stones. It has to be said that Tong Dachuan's reward this time is quite generous.

"Uncle Tong, please take it back." Zhan Nianchuan hurriedly took the robe back.

Tong Xi smiled sweetly, as if the flowers were in full bloom, which made Zhan Nianchuan's heart flutter and he quickly averted his eyes. At this time, Tong Dachuan's voice sounded:

"Take it, you deserve it."

"Thank you, Peak Master, and thank you, Master Tong." Zhan Nianchuan put away the robe as instructed but did not put it on.

Tong Dachuan didn't say much when he saw this, and reminded: "Nianchuan, you have to lead the team to participate in the team battle later. Be careful. It's better to wear this robe. If you are fighting in a team battle, just do your best. Don't force it. The situation If it’s not right, admit defeat.”

This is to hand over the highest power of the team to Zhan Nianchuan. As long as Zhan Nianchuan thinks it can be fought, he will continue to fight. If Zhan Nianchuan admits defeat, there will be no need to fight in the team battle at Lindan Peak.

Zhan Nianchuan nodded when he heard this and asked: "Peak Master, which four senior brothers will fight with me?"

"You choose." Tong Dachuan said simply.

Looking across the disciples present, Zhan Nianchuan frowned. The situation was not optimistic.

After ten battles, almost all the disciples of Lindan Peak were injured, and some were too disabled to fight.

In the end, Zhan Nianchuan chose four disciples with less serious injuries to fight, and he intentionally or unintentionally ignored Lin Hongzhi who was in good condition, which surprised everyone present.

After all, although Lin Hongzhi lost the duel, his strength was obvious, and he was not allowed to participate in the team battle.

"Hmph, what's so great about it? You want to win without me? Go deal with Li Mubai, and see if he can't kill you!"

Lin Hongzhi was furious, and his words were full of gunpowder. He was a child of destiny, and Zhan Nianchuan took all the limelight today, which made him very angry.

Although he rejected fighting with Zhan Nianchuan from the bottom of his heart, Zhan Nianchuan's behavior of ignoring him still aroused his anger.

"Lin Hongzhi! Shut your dog mouth!"

This was Tong Dachuan's roar. He was completely disappointed with this disciple. He was not very capable, narrow-minded and jealous. It was a pity that he accepted him as his personal disciple and gave him the best resources. He was really a hopeless case.

Lin Hongzhi's face was extremely gloomy after hearing this, and he lowered his head to look at the ground with a hint of hatred.

Waving his hand and throwing out four pills, Tong Dachuan loudly ordered: "There is still half an hour before the team battle, you should recover as soon as possible, and follow Zhan Nianchuan's command later. As long as you win, ten foundation-building pills will be for the five of you."

Ten foundation-building pills!

Hearing this, all the disciples present were in an uproar.

What a big deal.