"The strong power of Friendship Zhong Dao!"

With one move, Zhang Chengfeng was at a disadvantage. He stood up and realized that he was inferior to Zhong Yuan's in pure power.

However, in this case, he was not discouraged. On the contrary, he felt a little happy in his heart. First, this showed that he had a unique vision. If Zhong Yuan could join the Pangu Divine Sect in the future, he would have more benefits. Second, he was not able to have enough power. If he could still achieve the final victory, he could better illustrate the importance of the Dharma and secret techniques.

From Zhong Yuan's first attack, Zhang Chengfeng saw that although Zhong Yuan's physical tempering was much stronger than ordinary people, it was not rough and sparse. It was obvious that it had not been tempered by the system, but was only scattered and purely increased in strength. Therefore, a lot of power in his body was wasted.

Therefore, he still has hope of defeat. Because, when using the magical secret techniques, the power lost between physical movements, perfection and imperfection will be greater and more. He believes that through this, he will level the distance between Zhong Yuan, or even surpass it.

Therefore, Zhang Chengfeng's second attack was not only the use of pure physical strength, but also activated a secret technique of the Pangu Divine Sect.

This time, a punch was blown out of thin air, as if a thunder exploded, and the roar sounded, vibrating the world.

As soon as the thunder sounded, the vitality of heaven and earth was stirred up, like a commanded minister, gathering towards Zhang Chengfeng's fist and condensing it. At that time, Zhang Chengfeng's fist surged more than ten times, as if he was waving a sledgehammer.

Zhong Yuan had such a clear vision, but he could see that the thunder sound was not produced by the stimulation of the void by the force of fists, but naturally erupted from his body.

The muscles and bones are moving together, and the sound is like thunder! Zhong Yuan can do this. Moreover, the thunder sound that is swelling is much stronger than that of Zhang Chengfeng? However, his thunder sound is just a pure thunder sound. There is no special effect at all. Perhaps because its sound is extremely loud, it can scare people, and there is nothing else.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan knew that what Zhang Chengfeng used must be the magical technique of the Pangu Divine Cult. At this moment, Zhong Yuan became more and more excited. "It just so happened that I wanted to see if the Pangu Divine Cult is worthy of its name. If so, what's the point of joining it?"

Zhong Yuan thought in his heart that Ye Xing punched another punch. Similarly, this punch did not use any magical powers, but he pushed the power of his punch to the extreme level of half-step Daluo.

The force of the fist breaks through the air, like a sharp arrow roaring. It is extremely exciting!

"Bang!"

In an instant, the two of them punched each other from the front. The fist and fist intersected, without any slight avoidance.

"Crack, Crack--"

The earth under the feet of the two people collapsed countless times. The countless blocks that built the battlefield of fighting spontaneously acted and maintained, but they were powerless to do anything. The aftermath of the two people's full-strength battle was defeated countless times.

This time, Zhong Yuan was not able to be so calm, and his body shook and he took a step back. Zhang Chengfeng was trembling as before, like a boneless fish, and all kinds of power slid into the ground along his body. However, this time, it was not as clean as before, and there were still some remnants. Therefore, although he was still standing firmly in place and did not retreat, the ground under his feet was unstoppable, breaking countless cracks. His feet also sank unstoppable, and they were deeply buried deep to the knees.

In this punch, the two of them were in a quarrel, and no one took advantage of it.

Zhong Yuan and Zhang Chengfeng were both quite satisfied with this result. When they were right, they both had no concerns at all. They showed their strength and attacked each other fiercely.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

For a moment, a violent roar was like a vast ocean of tide sweeping, wave after wave, continuous. In the battlefield, the vitality was turbulent, twisting like chaos, and people with a little less eye could not see clearly what was inside.

Both of them rarely encountered such pure physical confrontation, so they fought happily. However, the two did not forget their original intentions. Therefore, not long after, Zhong Yuanxing began to activate the secret magic of magic. His left hand's Void Seal and his right hand's powerful God and Demon Fist, attacking vigorously.

In response to this, Zhang Chengfeng was not afraid at all, punching and kicking, and facing hard. However, when he was hard, his body, flesh and blood tremble and bones began to change, which was integrated and full of harmony, and was different from the beauty he had before, but it seemed mysterious and much more urgent.

This change seems to be no longer as pleasing as before, but the effect is obvious. Every time the thunder sound vibrates, the power of the fist will increase greatly. Whenever the bombardment with Zhong Yuan is fought, it will not be at all. Sometimes it can gain the upper hand.

Therefore, the two sides blew up for about a quarter of an hour. Zhang Chengfeng suddenly stopped and quickly took a few steps back. Although Zhong Yuan was puzzled, he naturally stepped forward immediately and chased. However, before he hit Zhang Chengfeng again, Zhang Chengfeng's body shook, and his flesh, meridians, and bones all vibrated, making a sound.

This time, the sound is very different from the previous thunder sound, but it has a distinct scale, which sounds like a word "spicy".

As soon as this sound came out, Zhong Yuanxing felt that his flesh and blood were trapped in his body and his bones were sore and soft. A ball of alchemy seemed to instantly turn into a pool of mud.

This feeling was just a moment, but just this little skill was enough to make Zhang Chengfeng launch a counterattack again.

Zhang Chengfeng's counterattack was also sharp, without using fists or feet. Instead, he just fitted and bumped towards Zhong Yuan.

When it hit, another sound came from Zhang Chengfeng's body. This time, it was not "shrimp", but "collapse"!

Different scales have the same great power. After a collision, Zhong Yuan flew backwards.

Seeing this scene, Ye Bin couldn't help but be shocked. Because he could no longer know that Zhong Yuan's strength was fundamental. At present, he had a deeper understanding of the power of Pangu Divine Sect.

Zhong Yuan is the same. In fact, when Zhang Chengfeng came, the inexplicable soft force that penetrated his body had been driven away by him. However, his muscles, bones, blood and flesh were stained by the power of the wonderful sound wave, and for a moment, it was difficult to restore to the best state, so the power of urging was not as he wished.

However, after this collision, it was completely restored to normal. Therefore, as soon as Zhong Yuan flew out, his strength was restored. At that time, he hurriedly controlled it. Therefore, he flew backwards for only a few feet and then maintained his body.

At this time, Zhang Chengfeng came to the front again, and slapped his palm into the air. Similarly, when the palm slapped, all kinds of roars in his body were mixed together, turning into a sound: "Break!"

At this moment, Zhong Yuan dared not be negligent. In time, the White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist was activated, and "Roar" a roar of extreme excitement came out. The vast fist power, like a vast ocean, was raging, and the flow was surging, surging out, facing Zhang Chengfeng's huge palm.

"Bang--"

Another earth-shaking loud noise was made, the void exploded, and the vitality went wild. In an instant, the violent waves of air broke up all the bans on the battlefield and turned the entire battlefield into nothing.

A figure suddenly retreated in the smoke and dust in the sky. This person was none other than Zhang Chengfeng.

Soon, the smoke of gunpowder disappeared. Zhong Yuan stood still, his feet were gone.

Above Ye Bin's head, an extremely dark sword hung, cutting through the void, as if it was divided into rivers and seas, and itself was spotless.

The same is true for Liu Suiyun. A treasure seal was suspended in the void, sprinkling a clear light, keeping it protected from wind and rain without any disaster in the pond.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong has extraordinary strength. I lost this time!" Zhang Chengfeng spoke immediately and said. Although he smiled, he was unstoppable and a hint of bitterness appeared.

Liu Suiyun was similar. Because he didn't expect that in the end, it would be such a result.

For them, they don’t have to win, just draw. After all, what they want is to prove the power of the Pangu Divine Cult's physical method. However, if they lose, they lose under Zhong Yuan's supernatural powers, they don’t know how many points they can still have to leave for the effect they want.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang doesn't need to be like this. I should have lost this time," Zhong Yuan waved his hand immediately and said, "The last blow, I have already crossed the boundary. What I hit is still the power of the front line of Daluo. It is not fair to Fellow Daoist Zhang."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Chengfeng and Liu Suiyun's expressions looked much better. But at the same time, they also paid more attention to Zhong Yuan. Because it is obvious that Zhong Yuan himself has the power of the first-line Daluo combat, but he has been suppressing it.

"Pangu Divine Sect is worthy of being a great sect that is good at the physical body tempering. It is really incredible. If it weren't for my physical essence that had entered the realm of the first line of Daluo, I'm afraid I would have been defeated long ago!" Zhong Yuan paused a moment and spoke again, "I don't know, is there any other way to get such a method besides joining your sect?"
Chapter completed!