Online game: Basic attacks increase strength; the greater the power, the more powerful it is!

"Friend, watch out."

The moment Wang Teng made his move, the atmosphere in the entire training ground seemed to drop a few degrees.

Unlike Wang Chong's flashy and flamboyant style, Wang Teng's attacks were devoid of any superfluous movements.

The moment his right foot touched the ground, he was like a cannonball, instantly covering a distance of three meters!

Crushing Fist!

This punch was simple and unadorned, yet it carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed into a low sonic boom, as if an invisible beast was roaring!

Jun Heng's pupils contracted slightly; he could sense the fundamental difference between this punch and Wang Chong's attack.

But he did not back down.

Clenching his right fist, he met the attack with a punch of his own!

boom!!!

The two fists collided head-on in the center of the training ground, producing a deafening roar!

A visible shockwave emanated from the point of impact, causing the clothes of the surrounding trainees to flutter loudly!

On the ground, the two figures retreated simultaneously.

Wang Teng retreated five steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Jun Heng, on the other hand, took three steps back.

"hiss!"

A collective gasp filled the room.

"Holy crap! Young Master Teng actually lost in terms of strength?!"

"No way?! What kind of monster is that kid? This is outrageous!"

"..."

A series of exclamations rang out.

After all, Wang Teng has a well-known reputation in Jianghai City over the years, especially among the younger generation.

In terms of both ability and military strength, they are in a commanding lead.

Before this, no one knew Jun Heng at all.

It's like an unknown soldier suddenly gaining the power to challenge a general.

Wang Teng steadied himself, shook his numb right fist, and for the first time, a truly serious look appeared in his eyes.

He had initially thought Jun Heng was just stronger, but the clash of their fists just now made him clearly feel it.

The opponent's strength is far more than just large.

That brute force, capable of shaking mountains, was like that of a wild beast!

However, what if people found out?

In fact, Jun Heng only used 60% of his power just now, which would probably have shocked everyone.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Teng's gaze sharpened even more.

His fighting style was originally fierce and aggressive.

He cultivated himself diligently from a young age, and combined this with the amplification of modern scientific and pharmaceutical technologies.

This has made his body, in terms of both explosive power and strength, far exceed the range of normal people.

Even so, he still suffered losses at Jun Heng's hands.

Wang Teng even began to doubt whether the guy in front of him was really human!

Even the Muay Thai champion he had faced in underground boxing matches could not possibly unleash such terrifying power.

But he did it.

However, Wang Teng was not too frightened. In battle, strength does not guarantee absolute victory.

A strong mentality, combat instincts, and martial arts skills are all key factors in defeating an opponent.

He didn't believe that a boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen could surpass him in this aspect.

"You are indeed remarkable."

"However, martial arts is not just about strength."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Teng moved again!

This time, he was even faster than before!

The figure left a trail of afterimages in the air and appeared to Jun Heng's left in an instant!

A fierce whip kick, like an iron rod piercing the air, swept straight at Jun Heng's waist and abdomen!

Jun Heng's eyes narrowed, and he lowered his right arm to block!

Bang!

Another dull thud!

Jun Heng's body was jolted by the impact and slid several steps to the right, the paving stones beneath his feet groaning under the strain.

But before he could regain his footing, Wang Teng's second strike followed immediately!

A powerful uppercut, delivered from below, aimed straight at Jun Heng's jaw!

This punch is extremely tricky; if you get hit, you'll be stunned at best, and at worst you'll lose your fighting ability!

Jun Heng's pupils contracted slightly, and he leaned back slightly, narrowly avoiding the punch.

The fist grazed his chin, creating a gust of wind!

"That was close!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

"Young Master Teng's offensive is too fierce; that kid has no chance to fight back at all!"

"What's the use of having great strength if you don't have the skills?"

Ruan Lingshan stood aside, watching the battle unfold, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Yunshang, don't you feel like there's something off about that guy?"

Ji Yunshang did not answer immediately; her gaze was fixed on Jun Heng.

A thoughtful look flashed in those clear, watery eyes.

"Yeah, I feel like he's adjusting."

Ruan Lingshan glanced at Ji Yunshang, shook her head, and spoke.

"He's not adapting, he's learning."

"study?"

"That's right, we're studying!"

Ruan Lingshan was absolutely certain.

She is also a martial arts prodigy, and in some aspects, she is even more skilled than Wang Teng.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yunshang looked closely.

Sure enough, although Jun Heng was constantly on the defensive and dodging, he was growing at an astonishing rate!

Wang Teng also noticed this in the arena.

He frowned slightly, and his offensive became even more fierce!

Punches, elbows, knees, legs—all sorts of attacks poured down like a storm!

But Jun Heng was like a sponge, absorbing Wang Teng's attack rhythm.

His dodging became more and more relaxed, and his parries became more and more precise.

They even started to try to fight back during some gaps!

Although those counterattacks were still rough, they had already forced Wang Teng to constantly divert his attention to deal with them.

"This kid..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.

He could sense that Junheng's learning ability was terrifying.

He improved with every match.

That kind of progress is not an improvement in skills, but a transformation of instinct.

It was as if something dormant within him was being awakened by this battle.

"We can't delay any longer!"

A resolute glint flashed in Wang Teng's eyes!

He abruptly withdrew his fist, took half a step back, and his aura suddenly changed!

Like a beast that has been lying in wait for a long time, finally baring its fangs!

A fierce and extremely sharp killing intent burst forth from those deep eyes!

"Eight Extremes - Heaven Collapse!"

Wang Teng let out a low shout and stomped his right foot hard on the ground!

boom!!!

The ground of the training ground trembled violently. Centered on his feet, the floor tiles within a one-meter radius cracked inch by inch, and gravel flew everywhere!

His body was like a fully drawn bowstring, his spine arched and his muscles bulging.

Every muscle fiber was stretched to its limit at this moment!

Immediately afterwards, he shot out like an arrow released from a bow!

His right fist, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, slammed straight into Jun Heng's chest!

The power of this punch far surpassed all the previous attacks!

Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed, creating a visible white shockwave!

That was no longer just a simple fist technique, but an ultimate explosion that concentrated all the strength, will, energy and spirit of the whole body into a single strike!

"hiss!"

"That punch... was terrifying!"

"Young Master Teng is serious now!"

A collective gasp rippled through the audience, and many trainees instinctively took a few steps back, as if afraid of being caught in the force of the punch.

Jun Heng, standing opposite Wang Teng, remained calm.

He could feel the terrifying power contained in that punch; the aura that seemed capable of shattering mountains truly made him feel threatened.

But it was just a threat.

Jun Heng took a deep breath, choosing neither to dodge nor to block.

He simply clenched his right fist slowly, concentrating all his strength into a single point.

"Eighty percent of my strength."

Silently recite it in your heart.

Then, he threw a punch!

Simple and unpretentious!