novelweb Chapter 495 I, Zhao Wentian, am invincible
Chapter 495 I, Zhao Wentian, am invincible
"My son's palm can compete with the master in the early stage of transformation!" Zhao Changkong stroked his goatee and muttered to himself. He was very confident in his son's palm. Even if he faced a master in the early stage of transformation, he would be able to defeat him. A fight.
After all, the Zhao family's Iron Sand Palm is an advanced martial art, a complete and complete version that can be cultivated all the way to the master level. Unlike some iron sand palms inherited from families, which are castrated monkey versions, it is difficult to cultivate the internal strength.
"Grandmaster Zhao, you really gave birth to a good son. His talent in martial arts is not inferior to yours. In a few years, your Zhao family will have two masters in one sect, and you will definitely be a legend in the martial arts world of our country. I would like to congratulate you in advance. ." Chen Baoguo, the sect leader of Xingyi Sect, said flatteringly.
"How many years will it take? I see that the iron-sand red palm of Tianxian Nephew has reached the pinnacle of perfection, and his internal energy must have been refined to the extreme. He can produce the true energy seeds, and he will definitely be promoted to the Flame Divine Palm in a few months. This will step into the realm of a master. I will have to prepare a generous gift for my nephew when the time comes!" Qin Zhiwu, the leader of the Baji Sect, laughed heartily.
The rainbow fart shots between the two of them were each more interesting than the other. Zhao Changkong's face lit up with joy when he heard it.
With such an outstanding son as Zhao Wentian, even if he stays in the realm of transformation for the rest of his life and cannot break through to the divine realm, the old Zhao family will still be able to remain at the top of the martial arts world in Jiangnan Province for at least fifty years.
At this moment, he saw that facing Zhao Wentian's brazen palm that was carrying a billowing wave of scorching heat, Chen Yang did not dodge, but suddenly turned into an afterimage on the spot, and took the initiative to meet it.
Clench your fist and punch out.
Chi la la!
The strong wind howled, the sound of tearing like tearing silk could be heard in the air, and the cold murderous intent was overwhelming.
"Yes, there are indeed a few blows. But under my palm, you will be destroyed! I, Zhao Wentian, am invincible among my peers. How can you, a junior, fight with me? What qualifications do you have to fight with me?" Zhao Wentian is cold. Leng said, he saw real kung fu in Chen Yang's boxing skills. It was by no means fancy, but he still had the belief that he would win.
boom!
His tiger body shook violently again, and the internal energy in his dantian surged out crazily, and the aura on his body suddenly increased, which directly caused the palm movement to become more ferocious and domineering, clearly intending to kill Chen Yang with one palm.
Tear it apart!
Under the terrifying aura, the strong wind blew, and the clothes on his body were torn apart, revealing a majestic body that was made of copper and iron.
"Jin Qi Ru Yi, senior brother is so awesome!"
"This kid dares to confront senior brother head-on. He is simply asking for his own death."
"Eldest Brother is mighty, Eldest Brother will win!"
……
Boom!
Amidst the exclamations of a group of junior disciples, an incredible scene happened.
The billowing hot air wave that Zhao Wentian's iron palm rushed out was actually exploded by Chen Yang's punch. It was like a flood, sweeping out in all directions.
"what!"
"Ah!"
……
Those who were close were immediately engulfed by the scorching air waves, and were even knocked to the ground.
You must know that the temperature of this air wave is as high as hundreds of degrees, which is comparable to the steam of boiling water. What it feels like to breathe on your face is very exciting just thinking about it. So much so that the screams kept coming one after another.
Everyone thought that Chen Yang would be crushed under Zhao Wentian's palm, but they never expected that the hot palm energy wave could explode with one punch.
It’s really a fight between gods and mortals suffer!
Some of the scorching air waves were turned upside down by Chen Yang's punch and rushed towards Zhao Wentian.
Zhao Wentian's ferocious expression suddenly changed. Boom boom, boom boom, after smashing the reversal of scorching air waves with a palm, suddenly a huge shock force came from his arm, as if a large truck full of goods traveling at high speed lost control. , bumped into himself.
At that moment, he couldn't help but take a breath!
What hit his palm was not an out-of-control truck, but a fist!
How shocking is it that one fist has the power of a truck?
"Ah, you monster, why are you so powerful?"
Zhao Wentian was horrified to the extreme. It was not until this moment that he realized the gap between him and Chen Yang. In terms of strength alone, they were not on the same level.
In the midst of the electric flint flower, he used a secret method to remove some of his power, and at the same time he dodged and retreated, otherwise his entire arm would have to be scrapped.
But the force, like a maggot attached to the bone, did not stop. The power of the fist had penetrated into the whole body. Zhao Wentian felt a surge of blood and spit out several mouthfuls of old blood. In the end, his whole body was overturned dozens of meters. , lying on the ground like a pug.
"Your iron sand palm seems to be no good at all!" Chen Yang clapped his palms and said calmly, looking calm and calm.
The punch he just made was only 10% of his strength. It was purely physical power. He didn't use his true energy. He also used a wide margin and didn't hurt the killer. Otherwise, this guy's arm would be scrapped or even dead.
Hiss!
In a confrontation, Zhao Wentian, a great martial artist at the peak of his internal strength, was at a disadvantage. How terrifying is this?
Simply unreal!
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be silent!
Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.
The key point is that this kid is only in his twenties. What qualifications do he have to surpass someone at the pinnacle of internal strength?
Lu Hanshuang was confused!
Lu Tianfeng's mind went blank and his palms were all sweaty!
"Could it be that he is a martial arts master?"
After coming back to his senses, Lu Tianfeng had an extremely crazy idea in his mind.
Others who thought about this possibility were all horrified, feeling that the world was too crazy.
The younger generation is better than the younger generation and does not give the older generation a way to survive at all!
"Damn it, I underestimated the enemy, slap me again!"
Zhao Wentian stood up straight like a carp, and said coldly, his face turned the color of pig liver from suppressing his emotions, and of course he refused to admit defeat.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stamped his feet heavily on the ground. His whole body seemed like a tiger leaping over a mountain stream. Amidst the sound of the earth sinking, he rushed out more than ten meters in one jump and appeared in front of Chen Yang in an instant.
boom!
The thick-jointed iron palm, using the inertia of the body's forward motion, struck Chen Yang's face hard again.
He saw that when the palm came out, the air exploded and made a thunderous sound.
The palm of his hand turned red, like a red-hot iron, carrying a billowing wave of scorching heat, rushing toward Chen Yang's face with overwhelming force.
Viewed from a distance, Zhao Wentian's palm looks like a meteor falling into the earth's atmosphere. Due to the violent friction with the air, it rapidly generates heat and turns red, and it is extremely red, which is much more visual than the palm just now. The effect is even stronger.
It was clear that Zhao Wentian had no reservations and squeezed his body to the extreme, delivering the most powerful blow in his life.
"Hey, look, Senior Brother's fist seems to be burning."
"It seems real. I saw several small flames."
"I'll go, Iron Sand Red Palm is promoted to Flame Divine Palm. Is Senior Brother trying to break through the master's pace?"
……
At this moment, everyone in the audience widened their eyes and looked at Zhao Wentian's iron palm in disbelief.
The red palm was so red that it actually burned with several clusters of flames.
Although this flame is only comparable to candlelight, its significance is extraordinary, indicating that Iron Sand Palm is showing signs of advancement. The promotion of Iron Sand Palm means that people are about to break through.
"Hahaha, little bastard, I want to thank you for that punch just now. It caught me off guard and broke through the limits of my body. In the midst of life and death, it also loosened a secret door in my body and made my heart more accessible." Zhao Wentian laughed loudly and said with great arrogance.
Chen Yang's punch just now not only failed to defeat him, but made him stronger and about to break through.
You can see that the aura on his body is rising steadily at this moment, as if there is no end, and he is really about to break through.
This is not surprising. Extreme fighting can break through the limits of the body and loosen the barriers of a warrior. There are many warriors who make breakthroughs in battle. The more they fight, the braver they become and the stronger they become.
Therefore, practicing martial arts cannot be done behind closed doors. If there are not enough battles and enough dangers, it will be difficult to truly grow.
Rumble!
The earth shook and the wind roared!
Even the surrounding magnetic field seemed to be chaotic.
In an instant, Zhao Wentian's palm seemed to be enlarged countless times, like a red mountain smashing away at Chen Yang.
At this moment, the overwhelming killing intent once again swept across the entire place, making everyone feel terrified.
It was as if everything in the world had disappeared, leaving only this red iron palm.
This scene gave people a strong illusion, as if the fist would burst into flames in the next second, just like the flaming divine palm that Zhao Changkong had shot before.
"Damn it, my eldest nephew is about to break through. He's awesome, he's really awesome!" Qin Zhiwu, the leader of the Baji Sect, exclaimed.
He was a tall and rough man, and he really couldn't speak any elegant words, so he could only marvel.
"Excellent, very good, nephew Wentian has broken through the Grandmaster, and with Wu Shanhe, the cave seal will definitely be broken with one blow." Chen Baoguo, the leader of the Xingyi Sect, said, and the first thing that came to his mind was to open the cave seal.
At this time, Zhao Changkong shook his head slightly and said: "You guys think highly of him. He is still a little short of the real transformation stage. At most, he is only half a step into the transformation stage. It will take time for him to truly break through."
After all, he is a great master in the late stage of transformation. Zhao Changkong's eyesight is not comparable to that of Qin Zhiwu and Chen Baoguo.
Everyone saw before their eyes that Zhao Wentian's red palm burned with several clusters of small flames, and it felt like it was going to explode, but in the end it failed to explode. It was just an upgraded version of the red palm, not the flaming divine palm.
But even so, Zhao Wentian's palm was several times more terrifying than the one just now.
Even a two-foot-thick cement reinforced concrete wall can be penetrated with this palm.
Even if he is a martial arts master, even if he has a wall of energy all over his body, he will still be hit until he vomits blood if he receives this palm forcefully.
Half-step Wuzong!
This is the true power of the Half-Step Wuzong!
"Death!" Zhao Wentian said with a grin on his face.
"It's just half a step into Wuzong, like an ant!" Chen Yang said contemptuously.
The next second, overwhelming fighting spirit surged around him.
The true energy in Dantian surged, and his right hand was like a strong bow, and he pulled it sharply towards the back. Whoosh, a bright golden light suddenly appeared on the top of the fist, and then a punch was fired like a crossbow arrow.
Under the bright golden light, Chen Yang's fist seemed to turn into a golden meteor, giving people a feeling of being indestructible, indestructible, immortal and unstoppable.
Being hit by this overbearing fist, Zhao Wentian even had an illusion for a moment, as if he saw the space collapse, the light distorted, and there was only chaos in the void.
Within the scope of his field of vision, there was nothing else to be seen except for a huge fist that was as bright as the scorching sun and was roaring towards him with the force of destroying the heaven and earth.
Against the background of this fist, he suddenly felt very small, like Mount Tai to a speck of dust.
"Damn it, there's something wrong with your fists! What kind of boxing technique are you doing? Why do you have such a domineering fist intention?" Zhao Wentian said with horror in his heart.
He had never heard of or seen such a domineering boxing technique based on his fist intention alone.
This horse-stepping technique is not a boxing technique that should be available in the mortal world at all, but a boxing technique that can only be mastered by the Nine Heavens Immortal.
"That golden light is weird. Is it a true energy seed? Is this kid also a half-step martial arts master?" someone in the crowd watching the battle exclaimed.
The bright golden light emerging from Chen Yang's fist is a bit like a special effect of infuriating energy.
Half-step Wuzong's internal energy turns into Qi seeds, which can easily produce Qi effects.
Therefore, condensing the seeds of true energy is the sign of a half-step master.
However, Zhao Changkong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt the terrifying energy fluctuations from the brilliant golden light on Chen Yang's fist peak, and said: "No, this is not a true qi seed, this is pure true qi. He is not half a step Martial Arts Master, Tamad is a martial arts master!"
When the old man said these words, he was so shocked that everyone in the audience was shocked!
How terrifying is this for a grandmaster in his twenties? How terrifying?
"Isn't it possible? How can there be such a young master?" Qin Zhiwu, the leader of the Baji Sect, didn't believe it. He also thought that Chen Yang was just a half-step martial arts master.
"Oh?"
Chen Baoguo's eyes nearly popped open, as if he was still making judgment.
At this time, Zhao Changkong had already rushed out and shouted loudly: "Stop! Little beast, if you dare to kill me, I will cut you into thousands of pieces and kill your whole family!"
His son was fighting a martial arts master. If he killed him, his son would be in danger, so he rushed forward in great fear, trying to stop the fight.
Although he claimed that his son's palm could compete with a master in the early stages of transformation, it was always risky for a half-step master to fight against a pure master.
But, it's too late!
As soon as he took a step forward, they collided with each other again with fists and palms.
The punch was as bright as the scorching sun, with golden light shining everywhere.
The palm was like a red-hot iron, bringing up billowing waves of hot air and a few clusters of small flames.
This seems to be a well-matched confrontation, and these are no ordinary martial arts.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion resounded across the field in an instant.
It's like a meteor hitting the earth, setting off a shock wave like a stormy sea, rushing in all directions!
Suddenly the ground shook.
Rolling smoke and dust rose into the sky, like thick fog rising, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
For a moment, the two figures disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone held their breath, not knowing how the battle was going, and they were extremely nervous.
"That kid is definitely dead! Master said he was a grandmaster, even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't believe it."
"I don't believe it either. If senior brother reaches the half-step master level, he will definitely crush this boy."
……
While everyone was discussing, suddenly a scream of "ah" came out from the thick fog, shrill and harsh.
Then another figure flew out.