Lord of the Star Ocean

From retreating step by step to suddenly counterattacking, Nie Feng's punching speed, strength and momentum reached their peak at the same time.

For Ji Xinghua, the timing of Nie Feng's counterattack was too tight. It was at the moment when his old strength had just gone and his new strength had not come out, and he hit the key point of his change of move!

The most frightening thing was that what accompanied Nie Feng's attack with his fists was a mighty and forceful aura, which was intangible and insubstantial, but actually gave Ji Xinghua a great shock and shock.

Caught off guard, Ji Xinghua's originally smooth attack was abruptly interrupted, and the movement of the star energy in his body stagnated, and his blood churned so violently that he was about to vomit out.

The shock in his heart was indescribable, he had to grit his teeth and back away, raising his palms to parry Nie Feng's tiger fist.

Boom! Boom!

Fighting with fists and palms, Ji Xinghua staggered back three steps and almost fell to the ground.

Anyone could see that he accepted the move very reluctantly. If Nie Feng's strength was any stronger, then there would be no need to continue this competition.

The situation of the duel between the two sides has thus been completely reversed!

"good!"

The martial arts disciples watching were all excited. Although most of them hadn't figured out how Nie Feng turned the tide of the battle, they cheered loudly without thinking, and cheered for Nie Feng!

The two Chaoyang disciples were dumbfounded. They never expected that Ji Xinghua would be overthrown by Nie Feng's move when Ji Xinghua had the upper hand, and they almost suffered a big loss.

As direct disciples in the Chaoyang Martial Arts School, both of them had personally experienced the power of Ji Xinghua's Thousand Illusion Palm. In their expectation, Nie Feng, as a mere junior black iron warrior, could not be Ji Xinghua's opponent at all.

However, the reality seemed to be a merciless slap, slamming heavily on their faces.

Ji Xinghua stabilized his figure again, his white face turned purple, and his eyes showed horror.

The coercion of the stars!

Just now, what Nie Feng struck with his fist was not only the strength of the fist, but also the coercion of the stars, which directly shocked Ji Xinghua's spirit and will, which made his defeat so ugly.

The junior black iron warrior actually used the coercion of the stars to frighten the senior black iron warrior. Ji Xinghua would never believe that such a thing would happen before counting breaths.

Now he doesn't want to believe it either!

It's fake, it must have been forged by some kind of skill!

"Come again!"

Ji Xinghua yelled wildly, like a gambler who lost all his bets, he put his last underwear on, forcibly suppressed the churning blood in his body, activated the star wheel to stimulate a large amount of star energy, and counterattacked Nie Feng with all his strength.

He swung his palms alternately, and the number of palm prints he made broke through the 30 mark in an instant!

And precisely at this time, Nie Feng's second move came one after another.

He took a lunge, swung his left arm high and raised his fist downwards, and bent his right arm from below to punch upwards, like a wild tiger roaring at the moon, blasting towards Ji Xinghua with even greater momentum!

The tiger roars in the forest!

Different from Ji Xinghua's Thousand Illusion Palm, Nie Feng's True Form Tiger Fist is really not complicated, it can even be said to be very simple. There are not many fancy movements in each move, and it is far inferior to the former from the perspective of appreciation.

But this set of fists is powerful, mighty and tyrannical, the fists are majestic and dignified, like a tiger fighting, with an indescribably domineering and fierce spirit, but it fits Nie Feng's tiger nature very well!

The moment he used Tiger Roaring Forest, a fire tiger with flames all over his body leaped out from the Yuanxing Xinhai, raised his head and roared silently.

Nie Feng's punches suddenly burst out with scorching hot flames, which looked like spinning fireballs from a distance, and also seemed to be the head of a beast transformed from flames, making his fist power reach its peak!

No matter how Ji Xinghua hit the number of palm prints that broke through the limit, Nie Feng's Tiger Fist went forward indomitably, directly bombarding him in front of him with an invincible and tyrannical momentum.

Ji Xinghua's eyes were red, and there was no way to express the grievance in his heart, because Nie Feng's attack was too domineering and unreasonable.

And this hit him exactly where he needed to be.

Although Thousand Illusion Palm is very strong, but in order to display the true power of this set of palms, it needs a strong support of stars, and must reach a very high level of cultivation.

Although Ji Xinghua has already grasped some of the essence of Thousand Illusion Palm, his cultivation strength obviously cannot reach the level of easily controlling this high-level combat skill. The palm prints he can make are very limited, and at the same time, he disperses his strength.

Against an opponent like Zhang Mo, Ji Xinghua was more than capable, but Nie Feng's clumsy and ingenious True Form Tiger Fist was just his nemesis.

Originally, if Ji Xinghua gave up Thousand Illusion Palms and switched to other fighting skills to compete with Nie Feng one by one, he might still have a chance of victory, but he wanted to avenge his shame earlier, but he forgot the basic principles of fighting for warriors.

Only by knowing yourself and knowing the enemy can you be invincible in a hundred battles!

So when Nie Feng's stronger fist struck, Ji Xinghua's Thousand Illusion Palm could no longer support it, and it collapsed in an instant. In desperation, he could only retreat again, lowering his arms and lowering his palms to resist, just like before.

It's not that he doesn't want to work hard with Nie Feng, but that he can't do it at all!

Nie Feng's grasp of "potential" is far superior to Ji Xinghua's, so that the difference in realm between the two parties no longer exists.

Boom! Boom!

There were two more muffled bangs, interspersed with the crackling sound of broken bones. Although Ji Xinghua successfully blocked Nie Feng's tiger fist, he staggered back again.

This time he was much worse than the previous one. Not only did he retreat seven or eight steps in a row, his body was on the verge of falling, his arms were hanging down and trembling uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red blood.

"Junior Brother Ji!"

The only Chaoyang disciple who had never fought against Nie Feng was shocked when he saw this, he left his companion and rushed over to support Ji Xinghua: "Are you alright?"

Ji Xinghua didn't seem to be okay, sweat the size of a bean oozes from his forehead, his face is distorted due to the pain, and the gaze he stares at Nie Feng looks like a wounded wolf.

Nie Feng calmly withdrew his fists, clasped his fists and said, "I've accepted."

The word "Concession" was like an iron fist hitting Ji Xinghua's chest. He couldn't help but spit out a stream of blood, and it was only with the help of his companions that he didn't fall down.

"Senior Brother Nie is mighty!"

I don't know who yelled first, and then all the martial arts disciples present shouted excitedly.

In this duel, Nie Feng defeated the mighty Ji Xinghua with only three moves!

All their aggrievedness and depression disappeared, replaced by incomparable joy and excitement.

Nie Feng also established an extremely tall image in the minds of these martial arts disciples.

Because, this is a world where the strong are respected!

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The second one is here, where are your flowers and tickets?