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The power of the Seven Star Fist is really too great, one punch falls like a gigantic cauldron, under that terrifying force, the space seems to be distorted, and there are bursts of thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the Seven Star Fist reached Zhou Tong's head.

"Good punch!"

Zhou Tong was not afraid at all, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he mobilized the vigorous spiritual energy in his body, gathered it with his palm, and shook it hard again.

Boom!

This time, Zhou Tong was beaten back two steps, and his face was a little pale.

In the auditorium, when everyone saw this scene, they all sweated because of it, and they were relieved to see that he was fine.

"Seven Star Fist, the second punch!"

Situ Yi pursued closely, and the second punch came one after another.

With this punch, wind and thunder burst, sand and rocks flew on the martial arts stage, bringing a violent whirlwind.

Zhou Tong shook again.

This second punch made him take eight steps back.

"I want to see how long you can resist!" Situ Yi went crazy, and the third punch followed.

With this punch, his hair stood on his head, and the robe on his body bulged as if he was full of air. The wind and thunder shook, and the space released the sound of horns, humming.

"Everyone, tell me, can Zhou Tong take this third punch?" Zhang Jiuming fortunately asked, seeing that Xia Fan was fighting vigorously, and he was not his disciple anyway.

"I think it can." Shaolin abbot Jueming monk nodded, "Although this Seven Star Fist is more than ten times more powerful than one punch, I think Zhou Tong didn't use his full strength that time, and the third punch should not be difficult big."

"I have a different opinion." Kongtong's skinny little old man said with a straight face, "Our Kongtong's Seven Star Fist is not as simple as one punch being bigger than the first punch, this second punch is ten times bigger than the first punch. , the third punch..."

Having said that, the skinny little old man paused, and said emphatically, "It's a hundred times bigger than the second punch!"

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, several people at the helm were shocked. They didn't expect that the Seven Star Fist was more powerful than what they knew. It was really shocking. Even the head of Huashan had a serious look on his face.

"Accept it!"

At this moment, Situ Yi roared hysterically below, the whole martial arts stage trembled three times, and pressed towards Zhou Tong like a mountain.

"Seven Star Fist really deserves its reputation." Seeing the majestic force pressing down like a mountain, Zhou Tong's face finally became serious. .

"Ascension to the sky!"

Zhou Tong stepped out with one foot, directly volleyed over a meter high, stepped out in the second step, a complicated formation appeared under his feet, and stepped out again to a height of more than three meters, and in the third step, Zhou Tong was already at a height of more than ten meters. The position, under the soles of the two feet, is stepping on a pale golden formation.

The array of writing was extremely complicated, slowly spinning under the soles of Zhou Tong's feet, setting him off steadily, like a god.

All this happened in less than two seconds, Zhou Tong appeared in the sky as if teleported, his whole body was awe-inspiring, his godless appearance no longer existed, three thousand blue hairs fluttered in the wind, extremely powerful.

Boom!

At the same time, there was a violent explosion, and Situ Yi's punch landed on the martial arts platform, and the martial arts platform covered with formations was forcibly punched into a huge pit. Within three meters of the pit, dust was swirling, and yellow sand was everywhere. God, it's hard to see.

hum!

Situ Yi raised his fist, and the martial arts stage flashed a dazzling light. It seemed to come alive. The flying yellow sand was pulled into the huge pit by invisible force, and the original huge pit was filled in an instant. , recovered as before.

It was as if everything just now hadn't happened.

In the distance, seeing this scene, Li Xiao felt a turmoil in his heart.

Thinking back a year or two ago, if he saw the scene in front of him at that time, he would definitely think that Situ Yi was a superman on TV. How could ordinary people know that such a group of people existed in this world?

Even just a few months ago, he thought that the monks in Huaxia were not so powerful.

Until now, he didn't know that he was just a frog in a well.

Not to mention who made such a powerful formation arranged by Huaxia's high-level officials, but Zhou Tong's Taoism that rushed to a height of more than ten meters in an instant also opened Li Xiao's eyes.

This contest was really worth it.

"How did Zhou Tong fly up?" With doubts, Li Xiao asked Elder Emei who was sitting beside him.

"This is the only Taoism that can be close to flying in all the schools, big and small. The step to the sky, created by the ancestors of Huashan, can allow ascetics to step into the sky."

"A high-level Taoism of the yellow rank."

Li Xiao was surprised, just a yellow-level Taoism is so powerful, it is hard to imagine what level of Taoism will reach that day.

While talking, Situ Yi in the arena had already gone mad. He bent his legs slightly, and then suddenly exerted force, his muscles contracted, like a frog suddenly jumping into the sky.

"Seven Star Fist, the Fourth Fist, Lightning Moves Mountains and Rivers!"

The violent roar made the entire martial arts stage tremble, and the sound of thunder in space was endless.

Fist wind blows everywhere, invincible!

There is no doubt that if this fourth punch hits a person, it is estimated that it can beat him to pieces.

Situ Yi's jumping ability was even stronger, he jumped more than ten meters high abruptly with the help of the Seven Star Fist, and arrived in front of Zhou Tong, and his fist reached Zhou Tong's face in an instant.

But at this moment, Situ Yi suddenly felt a burst of fear for no reason, because he saw Zhou Tong smiling.

He wanted to withdraw his fist, but it was a pity that the Seven Star Fist was extremely overbearing. Once he used it, he would never be able to withdraw it, so he could only move forward.

"Do you regret it? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

Zhou Tong smiled, one step, just one step, and easily dodged.

This scene caused all the disciples in the audience, including the helm of the sect leader of Huashan, to stand up and look at the sky in disbelief.

At that moment, Situ Yi felt that the crisis was coming for no reason, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Zhou Tong was still smiling, very maniacally, and then, in full view of everyone, he spread his right hand and slapped Situ Yi across the face.

This slap, devastating and invincible, directly pierced Situ Yi's five layers of Qi training defense, and hit him in the face.

Snapped!

The crisp sound, louder than Li Xiao's two slaps against Chang Tianyu, permeated every corner of Fengchao.

Situ Yi was slapped and fell straight down from the sky.

However, this is not the end.

Zhou Tong took another step, the speed was really too fast, he arrived in front of Situ Yi in an instant, grabbed Situ Yi's collar, and slapped him again with his backhand.

Snapped!

This slap knocked out two of Situ Yi's big teeth, and blood spurted from the latter's mouth.

"Zhou Tong, dare you!"

At this moment, the head of Kongtong was furious, and he jumped like a mountain ape, jumping down from the highest point of the phoenix nest, wanting to save Situ Yi.

It's just that the ordinary figure of Mr. Ping stopped him just as he arrived in front of the martial arts stage.

"Old man, are you challenging my authority in China?"

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