Chapter 53 Who Regrets

While everyone was talking about speculation, the battle began.

"Waste, kneel down and lick my shoes, I might spare your life as the second brother!"

Qin Fen walked forward with a grin, a pair of iron fists rattled, and an astonishing momentum emanated from the clenched fists, like two heavy hammers rattling.

When a cat catches a mouse, it will not bite it to death all at once, but will play with it slowly until it is killed a little bit.

Qin Fen is enjoying this kind of toying process now, he wants to play Qin Chen a little bit to the point of despair to satisfy his perverted psychology.

"Really? It's a pity that even if you kneel down and lick the soles of my feet, I won't forgive you."

Qin Chen looked at Qin Fen indifferently. This ignorant person probably didn't know that he was in danger.

"court death!"

Qin Chen's expression angered Qin Fen, and when he moved his feet, Qin Fen instantly crossed the distance of five or six meters, and punched Qin Chen with a grin.

Boom!

The air in front exploded, and a vortex of energy appeared in front of Qin Chen, and a wave-like punch engulfed him.

"Huh? Qin Fen's cultivation has improved a lot, and he is stronger than Wei Zhen, but unfortunately it is still too weak."

In the face of Qin Fen's fierce attack, Qin Chen took all the orders, his hands were like playing a pipa, he embraced a semicircle, and pushed out with one palm.

boom!

The violent energy collided with each other, and there was an amazing explosion of air, and the whole ground seemed to be shaken.

"what?"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Qin Fen's body suddenly stagnated as if hitting a mountain, his internal organs were shaken violently, and his eyes were startled.

How could Qin Chen's power be so strong?

"King of the World Fist!"

With a roar, Qin Fen's eyes were ferocious, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound. His entire body suddenly swelled a bit, and he punched Qin Chen with a punch.

boom!

The hurricane rushed into the sky, and a tenth-level wind blew on the arena, and the smoke and dust swept out.

"The little trick of carving insects, break it!"

Qin Chen pushed out with a single palm, seemingly slow and fast, and collided with Qin Fen's iron fist.

boom!

The violent energy rushed out in a circle with the two at the center, and the hairs of many students below the ring were blown up. In the explosive energy, Qin Chen's body remained motionless, like a rock. On the other hand, Qin Fen couldn't stand it. Ju Li's recoil, Dengdeng took two steps back.

"This is impossible!"

Qin Fen's eyes widened. He tried his best to punch, but Qin Chen stopped him so easily. What's the joke?

"Weak, too weak, just want me to beg for mercy?!"

Qin Chen clapped his palms, brushed off the dust sticking to the corner of his clothes, and said with a mocking expression, everyone was dumbfounded, this kid is too capable of pretending, and Qin Fen can stand it.

"what!"

Hearing this, Qin Chen was really furious, and he jumped like thunder. He roared and shouted, bang, his feet slammed on the ground, and a pair of iron fists poured out like a raging wave.

"Thirteen Stacked Wave Fist!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The fierce fist blasted the air, causing the entire arena to rumble. Qin Fen suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fen, like a tsunami erupting, rolling forward, causing everyone's eardrums to hurt and the world to change color.

As for the players in the audience, a student next to Wei Zhen looked shocked, and immediately said proudly: "Wei Zhen, the Qin Chen you are optimistic about is going to lose this time, Thirteen Fold Wave Fist, but King Dingwu of the Qin family is fighting in the sand field. Chuang's ultimate move is said to be extracted from a high-level Xuan-level boxing technique. Although the rank is only a high-level Huang-level, its power is comparable to that of a lower-level Xuan-level martial arts. Under this martial skill, Qin Fen's fist power At least tripled, Qin Chen will definitely lose."

"Not necessarily!" Wei Zhen stared at the field without blinking.

Qin Fen's punch, he claimed that he couldn't take it, but his inner fear told him that Qin Chen would definitely be able to take it. There was no reason, just intuition.

In the auditorium, Qin Yong looked surprised, leaned over and said excitedly: "Madam, I didn't expect Master Fen to practice the Thirteen Die Lang Fist. It seems that Master Fen will win this match."

Previously, Qin Chen had blocked Qin Fen's attacks many times, which made Qin Yong feel a little uneasy in his heart. Now that he saw Qin Fen displaying this set of martial arts, he was instantly relieved.

"How can Qin Yuechi's trashy life be compared to Fen'er!" Zhao Feng said coldly with a smile on his face.

In the auditorium below, Qin Yuechi's eyes were worried and nervous.

She couldn't be more clear about the power of the Thirteen Stacked Wave Fist created by her father. It belongs to the legendary martial arts killing fist, which is specially used to kill the enemy on the battlefield. The flood is like a flood, unscrupulous, until the opponent is smashed into dregs.

"Chen'er, don't force it, keep the green mountains, don't be afraid of running out of firewood!" Qin Yuechi clenched her hands and muttered, because of her nervousness, her body even leaned forward slightly, as if she was about to rush into the ring.

In addition to them, the masters who knew the goods on the stage also all had solemn eyes and whispered at this time.

If Qin Chen couldn't resist this move, he would die or be disabled.

Qin Chen didn't know Qin Yuechi's worries. To him, although the Thirteen Stacks of Waves Fist was good, it was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away if he wanted to hurt him.

It's just that he can defeat Qin Fen without thinking, give the other party hope, and then give him despair, so that the other party can feel what a real collapse is.

With a sneer, Qin Chen's fists slid across his chest, like a rock in a torrent, resisting Qin Fen's series of attacks.

Bang bang bang bang!

The roaring sound resounded one after another. Under Qin Fen's turbulent attack, Qin Chen seemed unable to resist each time, but he persisted, like a sailboat on the sea, no matter how the waves beat, it always stood firm. .

"This movement technique is so subtle that it is absolutely at the micro level." Lingwu King Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, his eyes horrified.

According to the artistic conception, the movement method is divided into five levels: entry, proficient, subtle, subtle and perfect. Generally, a genius of this level can reach 'proficient' is very impressive, but Qin Chen has reached the subtle level, he lives so big , is the first time I have seen such a genius.

"Sure enough, it's a micro-level movement technique." Dean Chu Weichen heard Lingwu King Xiao Zhan's low voice, and also looked at it intently, and was so surprised that he almost didn't stand up.

At such a young age, he was able to practice his movements to the smallest degree, and he could no longer be called a genius, but a monster, a monster who should not exist in this world.

Qin Fen's face was gloomy. At this moment, he had already fired ten punches, but the opponent still showed no sign of defeat. Qin Chen's fear exceeded his expectations.

"I do not believe."

With an unwilling roar, Qin Fen pushed the True Qi in his body to the extreme, and finally threw three punches at the same time, in one go.

boom!

At the same time, violent red searing waves rose from Qin Fen's body.

It was the power of his awakened bloodline.