Chapter 51: The Power of a Punch

Yes, Xiao Yu didn't hide it anymore, the real strength in the late Qi Gathering stage suddenly exploded.

On the viewing platform, the faces of the three Patriarchs became even more ugly. In fact, they had vaguely guessed it, but they didn't want to admit it, or they still had a little luck.

Did not expect this to be true!

This kid hides so deeply!

In fact, it is not surprising to think about it. The first round of strength tests can easily lift rocks weighing 100,000 kilograms.

In the second round of hunting monsters, it was impossible to obtain so many beast souls and escape with the strength of the mid-qi gathering stage.

Xiao Wencheng's old face was extremely excited, and Tang Yiguo's expression showed surprise and admiration.

"Chen Pin's physical skills, and such a quick innate ability, it seems that Xiao Yu has a certain adventure." Tang Yiguo said with emotion.

No one here is stupid, if there is no others, it is impossible for Xiao Yu to reach such a level with the heritage of the Xiao family.

You know, even if it is an orange skill, it is very rare in the capital.

Wang Jianhua and the others knew this well, and their eyes were even more flickering with an icy cold light.

In fact, what made everyone feel unbelievable the most was not Xiao Yu's displayed strength, but Xiao Yu's rapid improvement in strength from the Sacrifice Conference to the present in just over a month.

Is this kid a monster?

It takes a year and a half for ordinary people to go from the innate state to the early stage of Qi gathering state, how long is this?

It is conceivable how deeply Xiao Yu shocked them.

Yan Weipeng didn't expect Xiao Yu to have such a trick, but no matter what, he was a level higher than Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu's proactive attack was simply a kind of contempt for himself.

"Xiao Yu, you are courting death!"

Yan Weipeng roared, stepped on the ground, his whole body flew up like an arrow, and then punched out suddenly.

Breaking Jade Fist, Orange Grade Spiritual Skill.

Xiao Yu laughed lightly, how can the power of the Wolf Demon Art be resisted by ordinary power?

The moment Xiao Yu's fist was about to come into contact with Yan Weipeng, his arm suddenly tensed, his strength condensed, and he exploded.

An extremely fiery and violent aura swept out instantly, and the expressions of many people below the competition stage changed drastically.

What a terrifying breath of physical strength!

"boom!"

Yan Weipeng screamed, his arm broke, and he flew upside down.

"You..." Yan Weipeng's face was pale, and he felt a numbness in all his bones.

"I told you to go down by yourself, but you didn't listen." Xiao Yu turned around and was about to step down.

Yan Weipeng gritted his teeth with resignation on his face, "How could your physical strength be so strong..."

Xiao Yu turned around, glanced at everyone below, and then said to Yan Weipeng: "It's not being strong, it's just what you think is luck."

These words made Yan Weipeng's face extremely red, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

The people below were startled, their faces flushed to varying degrees.

Everyone knows that Xiao Yu's words are a kind of counterattack to their contempt for him.

Didn't you say I was lucky? Then I'll tell you, I also relied on luck to defeat a Qi Gathering Realm Little Consummation.

Wang Bao's face in the crowd was very cold: "The villain is successful, Xiao Yu, I really hope you can make it to the third round, otherwise it would be too boring."

"Hehe, he's just a clown. No matter how strong he is, he's only at the late Qi Gathering stage. Could he be stronger than us?" Wei Yi said lightly.

Xiao Yu's fighting power did make them slightly surprised, fighting across levels, and winning so easily.

But it is undeniable that there is a gap in strength, no matter how much you grab, it is almost impossible to cross two levels.

"Xiao Yu, how did you do it? It's amazing." Tang Linger was like a happy bird, full of surprises.

Xiao Yu chuckled lightly and said, "It's all brute force, it can't be put on the table."

These words fell into the ears of the people next to them, giving them the urge to vomit blood.

Defeated Yan Weipeng with one punch, and said he couldn't put it on the table? Is this satirical arrogance or satirizing us?

"Okay, let me meditate for a while, and you will work harder later."

Xiao Yu went to the back of the crowd alone and meditated.