Godly Dragon Guard

Yi Fei, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and his eyes burst out with light.

How could he use the Seven Injuries Secret Art so lightly? Could it be that this boy's Seven Injury Fist has reached Mahayana!

Yifei found it a little hard to accept it. You must know that the Seven Injury Fist is the strongest technique he has practiced. He has practiced it painstakingly for more than ten years before he achieved some success.

He can also use the Seven Injury Art, but it requires a short period of time to accumulate momentum, and he cannot do it as freely as Shen Lang does. Absolutely only those who have mastered the Seven Injury Fist to Mahayana martial arts can do that.

Just seeing Shen Lang's punch, Yifei's self-esteem was severely frustrated.

Very few people have seen the Shen Zhao Jing, but most Yi family disciples have seen the Seven Injuries Fist. Seeing Shen Lang casually hitting out a powerful Seven Injuries formula, a group of Yi family disciples were a little stunned.

You can tell the depth with just one blow.

Shen Lang himself felt a little surprised. Although the Seven Injury Fist was a little more powerful than the Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm, it was both a low-level heaven-level skill, so the difference between the skills itself was not that big.

The seven-injury formula he just used only used 80% of his strength to repel Zhao Gang.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that easy. Maybe it's because my pure and strong internal energy is dominant, and the black-gold zhenqi in the dantian is far thicker than normal zhenqi.

Shen Lang finally felt the effects of the Nine Color Bone Ring.

After receiving Shen Lang's punch, Zhao Gang's blood surged. Seeing that his full palm strike not only failed to knock down Shen Lang, but was suppressed by the opponent, Zhao Gang's face became very ugly and he felt very embarrassed.

"With this little strength? You still have the nerve to shout." Shen Lang sneered, showing a look of disdain.

"You were lucky just now, how can your strength be compared with mine? You will die!" Zhao Gang was furious, stepped forward, and rushed towards Shen Lang, using the Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm.

Shen Lang still refused to dodge and used the Seven Injury Fist to fight back.

The two were fighting together.

There were loud blasts of wind, and a strong wind whipped up in the center of the martial arts training ground.

A large number of Yi family disciples watched this duel attentively. Whether it was Zhao Gang or Shen Lang, they both represented the pinnacle of the younger generation's martial arts strength.

The attack power of the Seven Injury Fist is higher than that of the Sumeru Mountain God Palm, but its defense power is a little lower, but Shen Lang is more skillful in using it.

Although Zhao Gang's Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm has reached Mahayana, it is still a bit stiff to use.

Coupled with Shen Lang's rich experience in fighting enemies and the protection of Shen Zhao Jing, Zhao Gang could not get into Shen Lang's body at all, and his palm power could not break through Shen Lang's body-protecting aura.

After less than a dozen rounds, Shen Lang caught a flaw and punched Zhao Gang in the chest and abdomen.

There was a muffled sound of "dong".

Shen Lang's fist was like a bomb. Zhao Gang opened his mouth and blood spurted out, and his whole body was blown away.

Zhao Gang flew seven or eight meters away and hit the ground hard, unable to get up.

The whole audience gasped.

The whole process only lasted more than ten seconds, and Zhao Gang was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up and was literally beaten.

The onlookers were all martial arts cultivators, so they naturally knew how big the gap between the two sides was.

Yifei's face was also full of horror and disbelief. Is Shen Lang's strength actually so strong? It seems that he is the frog in the well.

"You! Ahem..." Zhao Gang's mouth was full of blood and he suffered serious internal injuries. The huge gap in strength finally brought him back to reality.

Shen Lang's punch still left his hand, and Zhao Gang was not seriously injured. After all, the opponent was the son of a virtual realm master, and he didn't want to go too far.

"Is it obvious who wins and who loses?" Shen Lang ignored Zhao Gang who fell to the ground and glanced at Yi Tianfeng and Zhao Jin.

Yi Tianfeng was secretly happy because he didn't expect Shen Lang's strength to be so high. Shen Lang has a calm mind, which is much better than Zhao Gang's arrogance. Isn't it a good thing that he happens to be in love with his daughter?

Yi Tianfeng suddenly felt that Shen Lang was a good son-in-law who fell from the sky. As for Zhao Gang, he had already forgotten it.

"Senior Zhao, the duel is over. Do you think it's time to propose marriage..." Yi Tianfeng said respectfully, secretly looking at Zhao Jin's face.

Zhao Jin's old face turned black and he was in an extremely bad mood. It's not a big deal that Zhao Gang lost the duel, but he, a master of the Void Realm, humbly came over to propose marriage, only to be rejected. It would be really embarrassing if word got out!

"Senior Zhao, the outcome has been decided, now it's time to cancel the marriage, right?" Ibuki bowed carefully and said.

"No, Chui Xue, I didn't lose! What I'm good at is not palm skills, but sword skills! There's no way I can lose to this trash!" Zhao Gang got up from the ground, his eyes were splitting, and he pulled out the long sword from his waist, Enduring the internal injuries, he stabbed Shen Lang with his sword.

Although Zhao Gang's sword was powerful, his body had been injured and he could not exert much power.

Shen Lang was a little angry. He had been merciful just now, but this guy didn't appreciate it? Shen Lang simply stopped being polite, pushed with both palms, and struck out a snowflake divine palm, and the cold palm wind swept towards Zhao Gang.

"Be bold!"

Zhao Jin became furious because Shen Lang's blow would definitely seriously injure Zhao Gang. This boy was so arrogant that he dared to be cruel to his son!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jin flashed to the center of the martial arts training ground like a phantom. With a casual wave of his sleeves, an astonishing wave of air directly pushed Shen Lang's palms out of the cold palm wind and defeated him.

Shen Lang was hit by the air wave and flew more than ten meters away. He fell heavily to the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Hua Ziling happened to be closer to the direction where Shen Lang fell. Her pretty face changed color slightly, and she subconsciously ran forward and helped Shen Lang up.

"Are you okay?" Hua Ziling frowned.

Seeing that the person who came was Hua Ziling, Shen Lang was a little surprised and said lightly: "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Shen Lang said this, but his heart was filled with turmoil. This was the first time he saw a Void Realm martial artist take action.

That huge pressure is really unmatched! The opponent only used 10% or 20% of his strength at most, and he could be injured by a wave of air. It is really unimaginable how tyrannical a virtual master is.

"Wow!"

The Yi family disciples in the audience were in an uproar, and there was more or less a hint of indignation in the eyes of the Yi family disciples.

It's obviously a duel, but he still comes out to defend himself! Although Zhao Jin is a strong man in the virtual realm, his behavior makes the disciples of the Yi family feel a little ashamed.

Yi Tianfeng immediately walked onto the martial arts training ground and stopped in front of Shen Lang. He was a little worried that Zhao Jin would take action again.

Ibukiyuki also ran over. When she saw Shen Lang being injured, her beauty turned pale and tears welled up in her eyes: "I'm sorry, it's all me who has caused you trouble."

"Father, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this kid!" Zhao Gang's face was extremely distorted and he rushed forward.

Seeing that Ibuki was crying for this man, he wanted to kill Shen Lang!

"Come back here!" Zhao Jin yelled and grabbed Zhao Gang back with a big hand.

"Father, let me go quickly, I'm going to kill him!" Zhao Gang gritted his teeth and wanted to tear Shen Lang alive.

"You bastard, I've lost all my face to you!" Zhao Jin was furious and slapped him away.

There was a loud "pop" sound.

Zhao Gang was slapped by Zhao Jin so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't find his way around for a while. (To be continued)