Chapter 28 Physical Strength

Physical strength is inherently very difficult to cultivate, and few people try to touch the level of body training.

What's more, it is the spiritual power that is cultivated with the cultivation method as the power.

"Meng Yong, right? Aren't you going to take me down? I'll be the first to take you down today!"

It is said that passive people suffer, Xiao Yu couldn't bear it, and decided to take the initiative.

He stepped forward with a single step, his long hair fluttering, and the seemingly no longer slender body contained a powerful and thick strength.

"Don't underestimate people!" Meng Yong was also angry. With the strength of the mid-qi gathering stage, he didn't believe that he would lose to this kid who had just been promoted not long ago.

Xiao Yu stopped talking nonsense, he didn't use spiritual power, but pure physical power, fists in his hands cut through the air, and with a powerful whistling sound, he came over fiercely.

Meng Yong's face changed drastically again, the oppressive aura of pure physical strength enveloped him like a beast.

This kind of power has completely surpassed the mid-stage Qi Gathering Realm!

Meng Yong also roared loudly, he knew that if he didn't fight, he would only die.

He drew out the long saber, imbued it with spiritual power, and immediately slashed at Xiao Yu.

"boom!"

Xiao Yu was not afraid at all. On his fists, what he cultivated was the physical power of the Wolf Demon Art. This kind of power is ancient, thick, and vast.

This punch directly shattered Meng Yong's long knife completely, turning the long knife into scrap iron.

Xiao Yu's power was so terrifying that this kind of mortal weapon couldn't bear his perverted physical strength at all.

"boom!"

A powerful airflow erupted in an instant, and Meng Yong's sense of arm was broken, and his whole body was thrown away.

"Pfft!"

Meng Yong passed out completely.

All the people present were frozen in place, and Meng Yong, who was in the middle of Qi Gathering Stage, was completely helpless to fight back with a physical punch?

Especially those who are also in the mid-stage of Qi Gathering Realm, they are all frightened, is this fucking human? It looks like he hasn't tried his best yet!

Feng Nan's face turned red with embarrassment. Meng Yong is the captain of the Feng family's guard team! This punch knocked him out, twice!

"Good for you, Xiao Yu, I want to kill you!"

Finally, Feng Nan couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward with a loud roar.

Fushan Seven Punches!

The Feng family is not considered a rich family, but only a lower-middle family, and this time it was also summoned by the Eighth Prince.

Feng Nan's strength is also in the late Qi Gathering stage, and his Fushan Seven Fist move has reached the level of Orange.

This spiritual skill was displayed by Feng Nan, and the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power crushed towards Xiao Yu like a mountain.

With each punch, the sound of the explosion became more dull.

All the children of the Feng family were excited, the Patriarch made a move, so the kid is not dead this time?

Everyone could feel that Feng Nan really worked hard, and his moves contained a kind of killing intent.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Blowing out seven punches in a row, Feng Nan seemed to want to shatter the mountain. The powerful aura seemed to be able to shatter rocks.

With the explosion of powerful power, even if Xiao Yu didn't die, his skin would peel off, and Feng Nan was still one level higher than Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu looked at him coldly, no matter how powerful the opponent's boxing style was, it was nothing more than an orange-grade boxing technique, and Xiao Yu's physical strength was already capable of confronting a master in the late Qi Gathering Stage.

In the arena, Xiao Yu retreated instead of advancing. Feng Nan's fists all contained powerful fluctuations of spiritual power, while Xiao Yu did not move anything. His fists were like an angry dragon going out to sea, with a terrifying air current fluctuation, With an extremely arrogant attitude, they just bumped into each other.

"It's simply overpowering!"

"That's right! Patriarch Feng blasted out seven punches in an instant, one punch is more powerful than one punch, this guy wants to fight with one punch? What a joke!"

Those people were all disdainful, Xiao Yu was being pushed this time, even the Eighth Prince felt that Xiao Yu was destined to be killed by his own arrogance.

"boom!"

Who knew, the next confrontation directly made everyone dumbfounded...