With the addition of internal strength, it is no exaggeration to say that Xu Jing's chop was as powerful as a real machete.

The inner breath at the Grand Master level is so refined and pure, as soft as water, as soft as cotton, as hard as steel, and as sharp as a knife. Even a wall can be easily split in half, let alone a human body of flesh and blood.

Before Lin Zhong's right hand touched Xu Jing, he retracted it faster.

At the same time, his stature shrunk, his legs crossed like lightning, and he circled behind Xu Jing like a ghost.

Xu Jing, however, seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Without looking back, he listened to the wind to identify his position, changed his right arm from a downward slash to a sweeping sweep, and by twisting his waist, he slashed at Lin Zhong's neck with incredible speed!

"laugh!"

The palm brought up a ray of light golden light, cut through the air, and made a sharp whistling sound, like the sickle of death, trying to harvest Lin Zhong's life.

At the critical moment, Lin Zhong planted his feet on the ground and leaned back suddenly, like a fully drawn bow, narrowly escaping Xu Jing's sword.

Iron bridge, big bend!

"Whoa!"

The palm knife passed over Lin Zhong's face, and the energy contained in it scraped out several half-inch deep bloody wounds on Lin Zhong's cheek. A few drops of red and gold blood spattered out, and soon it was shaken into blood.

The fog dissipates invisible.

The move failed, and before Xu Jing could make any move, a strong warning sign suddenly arose in his heart.

"Um?"

Xu Jing's eyes froze. Although he didn't know what happened, he still chose to trust his intuition and immediately retreated without hesitation.

However, before Xu Jing could put his thoughts into action, a fist appeared in front of him.

Lin Zhong used his body as a bow, his arms as poles, and his fists as arrows to deliver the most powerful and domineering punch in the fight so far!

Eight-pole gun power!

"Ouch!"

Accompanied by the dragon's roar and tiger's roar that went straight up into the sky, the fist that looked like it was made of pure gold was wrapped in wind and thunder, and hit Xu Jing's head from bottom to top!

Around the fist, the powerful punch flowed like substance, stirring the air and forming a violent and violent hurricane, which seemed to be about to lift Xu Jing away.

In an instant, the sense of crisis in Xu Jing's heart increased to an extremely high level.

He didn't expect that Lin Zhong's counterattack would be so sharp and fierce.

At this critical moment of life and death, Xu Jingqian's well-honed fighting instinct finally came into play. His body reacted one step ahead of his brain, his head tilted to the side, and at the same time, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he shot backwards like an arrow from a string!

Although Xu Jing dodges quickly, Lin Zhong's fists are faster.

"Bang!"

Xu Jing received a solid punch on his forehead, and blood spurted out.

Even with the internal energy protecting the body, a large piece of Xu Jing's forehead skin was still torn apart by the fist force, and the white bones could be vaguely seen through the bloody wound.

Severe pain and dizziness entered Xu Jing's mind at the same time.

Xu Jing groaned, crossed his arms to protect his chest to prevent Lin Zhong from taking advantage of the victory, and retreated more than ten meters away in one breath, hoping to distance himself and regroup.

However, Lin Zhong had no intention of giving up immediately.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him is a truth that is universally applicable.

A great man once said that it is better to chase down the poor bandits with only the remaining brave men, and not to be known as the academic overlord.

Lin Zhong stepped forward with his left foot, leaving a half-foot-deep footprint on the ground. He used the force to retract his remaining fist, and then kicked hard with his right foot. His body was almost parallel to the ground, like a gangrene attached to the bone.

, chasing Xu Jing!

"Ignorance, damn it!"

Xu Jing's eyebrows stood up, murderous intent surged in his chest, and he activated some secret technique without hesitation.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones exploding, as dense as exploding beans, came from within Xu Jing's body.

However, instead of swelling and heightening, his body returned to normal.

Xu Jingdan's golden eyes flashed with blood. He endured the severe pain, and his inner energy rushed into his right hand regardless of the cost. Then he dropped his shoulders and elbows, and punched Lin Zhong in the face of the attack!

Lin Zhong's body rushed forward without stopping, and he also punched straight into the chest!

"Bang!"

The fists of the two collided head-on, like two battering rams hitting each other, making a deafening explosion that spread far across the square like thunder on the ground.

Centered on the place where the two stood, within a radius of three meters, all ceramic tiles and cement were turned into powder by the energy that escaped.

And within three meters, the terrifying air wave was like a raging typhoon, roaring across the square, blowing cracks on the ground and stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Crash!"

Xu Jing slid backwards with his feet on the ground, leaving two half-foot-deep ravines wherever he passed.

The training clothes on his body were in tatters, and blood oozing from his forehead covered half of his cheeks. His pale golden eyes were flashing with ferocious blood, making him look like a demon.

"Thum! Thum! Thum! Thum!"

Lin Zhong took seven or eight steps back in a row, each step digging deeply into the ground. His face sometimes turned red and sometimes turned green, and his energy on his body fluctuated like a roller coaster.

After finally standing firm, Lin Zhong suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

Although he is extremely talented, his martial arts training time is still short, and his realm and cultivation level are ultimately not comparable to those of a super strong person like Xu Jing who has been famous for many years.

Although the realm of cultivation cannot be used as a basis for judging the strength of strength, in a head-on fight, there is no doubt that people with higher realms and deeper cultivation will be more advantageous.

Lin Zhong was able to injure Xu Jing, which was considered an extraordinary performance.

"You are strong."

Xu Jing pulled his legs out from the ground and walked towards Lin Zhong with slow and slow steps. His cold words were like knives, with a bone-chilling murderous intent: "But, I am stronger and can push me to this point."

At this level, you are proud enough."

After activating the secret technique, Xu Jing's physical fitness improved significantly. In just a few breaths, the wound on his forehead stopped bleeding and scabbed over quickly.

Such terrifying resilience even surpassed Lin Zhong in the state of Tiger and Leopard Thunder.

Xu Jing's momentum increased every time he took a step, and the tiles under his feet shattered silently, exploding into radial potholes about a foot square.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of heavy and slow footsteps spread throughout the venue, shaking the eardrums of the warriors.

Threads of white mist emerged from the pores all over Xu Jing's body, and then gathered into three fist-sized air masses above his head, as if they were alive, expanding and contracting with his breathing.

Unlike Lin Zhong who first entered the Three Flowers Gathering Realm, Xu Jing had successfully gathered the Three Flowers many years ago. As long as the time comes, he can advance to the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm at any time.

Lin Zhong looked indifferent, standing on the spot with his hands down, watching Xu Jing approach with cold eyes, his dark and deep eyes showing no emotion.
Chapter completed!