Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

"Could it be that he has some kind of innate supernatural power? Like the Overlord of Western Chu, who can fight against a master with his supernatural power?"

Zhu Xiawu was also shocked as he retreated. Zhao Wuxian's strength and his domineering true energy actually gave him the upper hand in a fist fight?

Qiao Feng's eyes were bright and he felt his blood boiling watching such a great battle.

He was filled with fighting spirit and said, "Your Highness, you dare to punch a strong enemy. That's the true quality of a warrior. If there's a chance, I'd like to learn a few moves from you!"

Although Qiao Feng is not as aggressive as Feng Bo'e.

But he is also a natural warrior who becomes stronger when facing the weak and stronger when facing the strong.

Chapter 128: Ten thousand people watching the battle, killing the Grandmaster again, [Peak] Third Level!

Under the cover of night, outside the city of Gusu.

The bright flames were shining, and the lights were as bright as a long street.

"Pumpkin seeds, midnight snacks, Huadiao wine, small stools, please move aside, uncle in the front row!"

"Selling sesame cakes!"

"Come here, sirloin seller! I want them all!"

"People from Suzhou really know how to do business. They don't even let this go!"

“There are too many people watching!”

"The Grandmasters' battle, who wouldn't want to watch it-ah?"

Lu Youjiao came to the front carrying a sesame cake and said, "Boss, food and drinks are here!"

"Thank you, Brother Lu!"

Qiao Feng always treated the members of the Beggars' Sect as brothers. He took a sesame seed bun and ate it while gazing into the distance.

Two agile figures were fighting on the top of the mountain. As their fists and palms clashed, the sound of drums beating could be heard from time to time through the sky.

Lu Youjiao looked around, but couldn't see clearly. He could only see a golden light and a purple-red light interweaving and colliding.

Not to mention him, even Hong Qigong could only barely make out some of the moves.

"Boss, what's the situation now?"

Lu Youjiao couldn't help but ask.

Even though there are already tens of thousands of people watching, most of them are just there to watch the fun.

Only a few people can see the trick.

Qiao Feng took a sip of wine, exhaled, and said, "Compared to the fierce fighting in the afternoon, it has eased up now. I think both sides have begun to decline in internal strength, spirit, and physical strength. It has entered a stalemate. What we are fighting for is resilience and willpower!"

Hong Qigong exclaimed, "Brilliant, really brilliant!"

“I never thought that His Royal Highness could really fight a Heavenly Realm Grandmaster to this extent!”

The innate battle grandmaster?

Or the kind that doesn't rely on magical weapons?

Unbelievable!

incredible!

Lu Youjiao couldn't help but ask, "How does it compare to the Huashan Sword Contest? I heard that the helmsman and Master Xiao Wang fought for seven days and seven nights!"

Hong Qigong blushed and waved his hands, saying, "There is no comparison, no comparison. When we were at the Huashan Sword Contest, I, Duan Zhixing, Huang Laoxie, and Ouyang Feng were all only at the acquired stage, while Master Xiao Wang was at the innate stage of rebirth!"

"It is said that they fought for seven days and seven nights!"

"In fact, we each took a break in between, sparring with each other, and mainly compared skills. It's not like now, where we're fighting head-on, a life-and-death fight with no effort left!"

"That's it!"

Lu Youjiao suddenly realized and said, "I wonder who will win?"

Qiao Feng said: "It depends on who has a stronger will and who has more cards up their sleeve."

"At present, Zhu Xiawu, after being suppressed by His Highness Zhao in the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art", used the upper-grade "Nine Revolutions Profound Art" of the Earth Rank!"

"The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill can train every part of the body, making it flexible and able to use the power of others to generate strength and counterattack the opponent."

"But this martial art is perfectly restrained by the Murong family's "Fighting Stars and Shifting"!"

"Zhu Xiawu used the lower-grade Heaven-level "Weak Water Soft Nine Transformations" again!"

"This kind of peak internal strength can absorb the opponent's palm power, just like falling into a quagmire, unable to extricate oneself."

"Then, His Highness Zhao used a martial art that he had never seen before, using the grappling claw technique to break it like a roc fighting the sea."

"Not long ago, Zhu Xiawu used the Ananda Finger, one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills, but it was also broken by another finger technique that looked like plucking stars."

"Below these unique moves, there are common offensive and defensive moves. Zhu Xiawu used the Shaolin Fist and Wudang Palm from his self-created Shaowu True Scripture!"

"And His Highness Zhao used moves such as the 'Taizu Changquan'. He relied on his martial arts skills and strength to have a slight advantage!"

Qiao Feng briefly introduced the situation of the battle between the two sides to the members of the Beggars' Sect.

"What? Your Highness, you still have a slight advantage?"

Everyone was surprised.

Qiao Feng nodded slightly and said, "Zhu Xiawu seems to be trying to avoid a head-on confrontation with His Highness Zhao, and is a little timid in his fight."

"On the contrary, it was His Highness Zhao who fought very unrestrainedly and did not seem to care about Zhu Xiawu's punches and kicks landing on him."

Bai Shijing was shocked and said, "He's trying to withstand the punches and kicks of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art? Isn't he afraid of having his lungs shattered?"

"Ok?"

Qiao Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, he laughed and said, "So that's how it is!"

"what?"

Everyone in the Beggars' Gang was confused.

"Elder Bai's words awakened the dreamer!"

Qiao Feng asked, "Do you remember that in the afternoon, Zhu Xiawu had a fight in which he wanted to exchange his injuries for his life, and he and His Highness Zhao exchanged two punches and two palm strikes each?"

Hong Qigong said: "Yes! I have some impression. At that time, they both broke each other's protective qi, fought hand-to-hand, and fell one after another."

Qiao Feng said, "At that time we all thought that the winner would be decided, but unexpectedly, His Highness Zhao stood up again, and he looked injured."

"Not bad!"

Hong Qigong recalled carefully, and said, "It was after this incident that Zhu Xiawu changed his fighting style and no longer fought head-on with His Highness."

Qiao Feng said, "Because in this fight, Zhu Xiawu's chest was hit by two punches and two palms from His Highness Zhao, and his lungs were injured!"

"But, that Prince Zhao also suffered the same two punches and two palms, right? Why is he fine?" Bai Shijing questioned.

"Perhaps, it's because of his special physique?"

Qiao Feng was also very strange.

Warriors practice martial arts, which include training their skin, flesh, bones, tendons, the golden bell cover, the iron shirt, the Thirteen Guardians and so on.

No matter how you practice these martial arts, your internal organs will always be fragile.

Moreover, in the martial arts world, apart from a few sonic skills, there are very few martial arts that can train the internal organs.

So, the warriors fought.

The worst thing to do is to have an unstable lower body and the middle door wide open.

Zhu Xiawu, who had mastered the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art" to the thirteenth level, was still injured in the lungs by Zhao Wuxian's fists and palms.

Zhao Wuxian, is he actually okay?

Qiao Feng stared at it intently, thinking, "If this is true, Zhu Xiawu has lost his courage and will only gradually lose the upper hand!"

Qiao Feng was extremely talented and his prediction was absolutely correct.

After Zhu Xiawu's failed attempt to exchange his injury for his life, he fell into a dilemma.

Zhao Wuxian was obviously more seriously injured than him, but he was still alive and well and recovered faster than him. He was simply an immortal monster.

Suddenly!

Zhu Xiawu was alert, and he punched out with his left fist and right palm at the same time. His true energy was like a huge wave crashing on the shore, mighty and magnificent.

But he only hit the afterimage and was punched in the back.

Although it did not break his protective qi, it still caused a sharp pain in his lungs.

His "Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art" is indeed very powerful. If an ordinary person were hit by such a punch, he would die instantly.

Zhao Wuxian succeeded in his attack and showed no mercy.

Bursts of thunder erupted from his body, and his Pure Yang Divine Bone seemed to have undergone some miraculous changes after being tempered.

Zhao Wuxian comprehended this, his eyes gleaming with a bright light, he charged up, soared into the sky, stirred up the wind and clouds, and swooped down like a roc.

"Tian Peng Nine Kills!"

Zhu Xiawu's hair and beard were all stretched out, his white beard was stained with blood, he pushed out his palms and shouted angrily: "Thousands of mountains overlap!"

Boom!

The true energy burst out like a mountain, pressing down like a hundred thousand mountains, stretching endlessly.

Boom boom!

After the two sides fought, they retreated at the same time, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, but they quickly rushed up after landing and fought again.

Both of them have extremely strong physiques.

Zhu Xiawu possesses the power of thirteen dragons and elephants.

Zhao Wuxian possesses the [Tianlong Pure Yang Body].

This fierce fight was like two savage dragons, razing the low mountains to the ground.

The more Zhu Xiawu fought, the more frightened and horrified he became.

"Even if his physique is like that of the Overlord of Western Chu, he was born with divine bones and a martial body."