The master of transcending immortals

Chapter 47 But that's it
"Are you only going to sneak attack from behind?" Zhang Junfeng deliberately provoked Wu Hui.

Wu Hui smiled and said, "It's you who said 'don't ask about the rules'. Are you afraid that you won't beat me and want to go back on your word?"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Although he said so, Zhang Junfeng had already attacked him one step ahead, fearing that he would be attacked by Wu Hui again.

Wu Hui dismantled the tricks when he saw them, and dealt with them calmly.

The more Zhang Junfeng beat him, the more frightened he became.

It stands to reason that he only needs to exert [-]% of his strength to deal with ordinary horizontal masters.

But now that he had exerted [-]% of his strength, there was still nothing he could do to Wu Hui.

"This guy is not only fast, but also very strong. After fighting for so long, I feel a little tired, but he doesn't blush or pant. He can't drag on any longer, otherwise his true energy will be exhausted soon."

Another head-on bump with Wu Hui, Zhang Junfeng pulled back a little distance.

At this time, Wu Hui thought with some disappointment: "This Zhang Junfeng is also practicing Neijiaquan. I originally wanted to get some inspiration from his moves to perfect Bajiquan, but I didn't expect him to fight so few times. It’s a waste of my feelings.”

Zhang Junfeng tried his best to break through Wu Hui's defense, but Wu Hui was just studying his moves.

If Zhang Junfeng knew Wu Hui's inner thoughts at this time, he might be so angry that he would vomit blood.

The people watching the battle not far away were all surprised when they saw this scene.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Wu Hui. Being able to fight head-on with Zhang Junfeng for so long already represented a lot of things. Even if Wu Hui lost in the end, he would be proud enough.

After all, Wu Hui is still so young, while Zhang Junfeng is a middle-aged man in his 40s.

However, as an immortal cultivator, Duanmuzhan clearly knew that Zhang Junfeng could not be Wu Hui's opponent.

Because according to the ranks of martial artists, Wu Hui is already a martial arts master.

In fact, a martial arts master is equivalent to an immortal cultivator above the fourth level of qi training, and above the master is a saint master, which is equivalent to an immortal cultivator above the seventh level of qi training.

Zhang Junfeng is very close to the realm of a master, and he has only reached the peak of the third heaven of Qi training, and his true energy is far less pure than that of a real immortal cultivator.

Because the purity of zhenqi is determined by the exercises, and the internal boxing method is simplified from the exercises of cultivating immortals, so the zhenqi of warriors is not as pure as that of cultivators.

Because of this, if a cultivator possesses a powerful enough technique, he can leapfrog to challenge a martial artist.

With the help of "Mu Yunjue", a cultivation method for cultivating immortals, Duan Muzhan, who has just entered the third level of Qi training, dares to fight Zhang Junfeng, let alone Wu Hui?

At this moment, Duanmuzhan murmured in his heart: "Wu Hui's cultivation method is stronger than that of "Mu Yun Jue", and his true energy is naturally more pure, and as early as one and a half months ago, Wu Hui broke through to the fourth level of Qi training Damn, today he can draw with Zhang Junfeng without using his true energy, so is there another breakthrough in his realm?"

Thinking of this, he tried to sense Wu Hui's cultivation, but he didn't get anything.

One and a half months ago, Wu Hui broke through to the fourth level of Qi training in Yunwu Mountain Villa. The secret concealment technique would be invalidated due to the surge of true energy during the breakthrough, so Duanmu Zhan was able to know Wu Hui's state at that time.

But now Wu Hui's concealment technique has been in effect, so Duanmu Zhan, like everyone else, can no longer sense Wu Hui's true cultivation.

Look at the battle situation at this time.

Zhang Junfeng staggered his palms, the true energy in his body flowed into his palms along a specific vein, and the next moment he waved dozens of palms at Wu Hui.

The crowd watching the battle set off an uproar.

"It's Huifeng Palm!"

"This kid, no, it should be Mr. Wu, he actually forced Zhang Junfeng to use 'Returning Wind Palm'?!"

"Being able to push Zhang Junfeng to this point, this Mr. Wu is indeed a master."

"Returning Wind Palm is Zhang Junfeng's strongest ultimate move, it seems that he is going to use all his strength."

……

It wasn't until this moment that these warriors onlookers truly recognized Wu Hui's strength.

Looking at the heavy palms in front of him, Wu Hui became a little interested.

"Do you look like this, why didn't you use this move earlier?"

Zhang Junfeng was furious at Wu Hui's words, but he didn't have the time to respond, because he was using the Returning Wind Palm with all his strength and couldn't tolerate any distraction.

This time, Wind Palm seemed to have made dozens of palms in an instant, but in fact, only one palm had the lethal power.

The key to cracking this trick is whether you can see which palm is real.

In fact, with Wu Hui's speed, he could completely catch every palm.

But he doesn't have to.

Because he has extraordinary spiritual consciousness, he can easily see through the reality of Huifeng Palm.

Zhang Junfeng's palm was slapped horizontally, and seeing that it was about to hit Wu Hui's throat, he couldn't help but began to chuckle inwardly.

"If this slap is real, he will be seriously injured. Then I will see if he will dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

However, Zhang Junfeng was not happy for too long, at this moment, Wu Hui instantly grabbed his wrist.

Zhang Junfeng didn't have time to be surprised, his palm turned into a claw and slammed down on Wu Hui's throat, the reaction was quite unpleasant.

"Crack!"

It wasn't Wu Hui's neck that was broken, but Zhang Junfeng's wrist.

Zhang Junfeng never expected that Wu Hui's strength would be so great. His arms were filled with true energy, but they couldn't match Wu Hui's pure muscle strength.

Zhang Junfeng's wrist was broken, and he screamed suddenly.

At this time, instead of letting go of his wrist, Wu Hui swung his arm vigorously.

The pain in his wrist made Zhang Junfeng's body hunched, and now Wu Hui grabbed his arm and swung it, and he actually fell off the ground.

Then Zhang Junfeng felt a strong force coming from his arm, and his curled up body was straightened in mid-air, and then slammed back to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Junfeng was directly thrown off.

After doing this, Wu Hui turned his gaze to the crowd not far away.

Seeing the murderous look in Wu Hui's eyes, everyone couldn't help taking a few steps back in horror.

At this moment, no one dared to look Wu Hui in the eyes, let alone speak.

Wu Hui asked Duan Muzhan in front of the crowd: "Old Duan, he just wanted to kill me, can I kill him now?"

When Wu Hui grabbed Zhang Junfeng's wrist just now, everyone could clearly see where Zhang Junfeng was attacking, and Duanmu Zhan was no exception.

The Dragon God Tribe has long established regulations that prohibit aliens from killing ordinary people at will, but do not prohibit fighting between aliens.

The martial arts world also belongs to the category of aliens, so Wu Hui can kill Zhang Junfeng.

But today is Duanmu Zhan's birthday, Wu Hui asked Duanmu Zhan's opinion out of politeness.

No one wants to see this kind of scene on their birthday, and the same is true for Duanmu Zhan.

So, he tried to ask Wu Hui: "Mr. Wu, for the sake of being old, can you let Junfeng go?"

Wu Hui smiled, "Sure, as long as he apologizes to me."

Before Duanmu Zhan could speak this time, Zhang Junfeng had already begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, it's because I don't know Taishan with my eyes. Please ignore the fault of the villain and spare me my dog's life!"

Wu Hui sneered, and casually flung Zhang Junfeng's wrist away.

"Isn't Hongmen just like that!"

Leaving those words behind, Wu Hui walked straight to Yunwu Villa.

Looking at Wu Hui's back, Zhang Junfeng's face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

All the warriors onlookers were moved, even Zhang Junfeng couldn't beat this Mr. Wu, so what kind of horizontal training master is he, can he be comparable to a martial arts master?
Even Duanmuzhan was puzzled, "How could his body be so strong? He was able to defeat Zhang Junfeng without using true energy."

At this moment, Duanmu Yiyun looked at Wu Hui with eyes full of admiration.

And when Xing Hongzhuo saw Wu Hui showing off in front of Duanmu Yiyun again, he couldn't help but itch his teeth with hatred.

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