Chapter 1810 Cracking Sky Palm

After the three-hour break, the most crucial final match of the Seven Doors Challenge Competition began!

"In the first match, Zhuo Bufan, Wei Yi."

Su Yuanfang stood on the viewing platform, took two steps forward, and said slowly.

Two flowing figures suddenly leaped towards the huge arena in the valley, and immediately landed in the center of the arena, standing opposite each other.

Zhuo Bufan looked at his opponent, but he was a little surprised. In front of him was a man with short hair. He had a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Can't find his cards.

To be honest, the guy who won the group stage championship in front of him looks too ordinary, no one will associate him with the proud son of heaven, but the more he is like this, the more Zhuo Bufan's eyes become more dignified.

Being able to restrain his sharpness and control his true energy to such a calm level, even Zhuo Bufan couldn't do it.

"Yi Yi." The square-faced young man looked at Zhuo Bufan, his eyes were as deep as the sea, calm and waveless, said lightly.

"Zhuo Bufan." Zhuo Bufan clasped his fists.

The two are opponents when they stand in the ring, and defeating each other to gain glory is their goal, and there is no need to say something too polite.

Among the crowd, two young men in luxurious clothes stood on a high place, looking far away at the arena in the middle of the valley, followed by some guards and the like.

"Brother, if you face Zhuo Bufan, you must take good care of him and avenge me. How dare you beat me in Dayan City and take away my Bing Yuan Shuo." Among them, a young man with a slightly gloomy face , clenched his fists tightly, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes.

This brocade-clothed young man was Duanmu Bo of the Duanmu family. He was beaten up by Zhuo Bufan in Dayan City, which made him hold a grudge all the time.

"At first, I wanted to confront him and torture him, but I didn't expect Su Yuanfan to arrange it like this." Duanmu Jinglin narrowed his eyes slightly, with his hands behind his back, looking like a proud son of heaven, with a touch of indifference in his eyes, "No Knowing whether he can defeat Yiyi, that guy is a little strange."

"If Meng Qingge hadn't helped him, I would have asked someone to kill him." Duanmu Bo cursed in a low voice, and then his eyes fell on Su Yi, "I've never heard of this guy's name, what's so strange about him? "

"I can't put it into words, but I always feel that there is something strange about him, even dangerous." Duanmu Jinglin shook his head lightly, and then smiled again: "Look at how they fight, no matter what, they are such ants There's still a long way to go."

"That's natural, brother, you are a genius of our Duanmu family, and you are recommended by your grandfather, the suzerain will definitely accept you as an apprentice, and who will dare to compete with you at that time." Duanmu Bo looked at the young man beside him, his eyes There was a hint of admiration in it.

On the arena, after a moment of silence, a rush of wind suddenly broke the silence.

A sharp palm print, carrying the vigorous and solid real energy, blasted towards Zhuo Bufan.

This is Yi Yi's temptation, and the power of the palm print should not be underestimated. It seems that the rattan chair also understands that Zhuo Bufan is a strong opponent, and has no reservations.

Boom!

Zhuo Bufan's eyes burst out with sharp light, the first layer of the star wheel evolution diagram and the beast transformation diagram opened at the same time, the sole of his foot stomped on the ground, and the figure rushed out, his right fist quickly blasted out from his armpit, instantly bombarding the air, Form a powerful hurricane vortex.

The palm print and the fist collided in an instant, and the world fell silent.

Then, a strong energy erupted, spreading from the two of them, causing ripples in the air, and the sound of a sonic boom suddenly resounded.

"Seventy-two split palms!"

The rattan chair stared at Zhuo Bufan, and when the eyes of the two met, invisible sparks erupted like lightning colliding.

Accompanied by the loud shout of the wicker chair, the former's true essence suddenly became surging, and his aura suddenly became extremely sharp. This change was completed almost instantly, and a layer of true essence radiance condensed on the opponent's palm, extremely Solidified, a slap suddenly hit Zhuo Bufan again.

Sensing the change in the opponent, Zhuo Bufan stared slightly. The opponent's ability to control the true energy was not weaker than the Yuan Control Technique he practiced, and even a little bit stronger, which was comparable to the perfect level Yuan Control Technique.

Boom!

The palm print containing powerful true essence hit Zhuo Bufan's shoulder, causing the latter to fly away immediately.

In an instant, the berserk true energy poured into his body, making Zhuo Bufan have the illusion that his bones were about to shatter. His physical strength was several levels higher than that of ordinary fighters of the same level. This illusion shows the power of that slap.

However, a hint of astonishment flashed across Yi Yi's eyes. He was very aware of the strength of his palm. If an ordinary galaxy-level warrior hit him, he would definitely be seriously injured. But the momentary contact just now gave him a feeling of shock. The feel of the metal.

"This guy is really extraordinary." A thought flashed in Yi Yi's mind, but this thought didn't stop him from attacking. Instead, he caught up with Zhuo Bufan again, with a jade-colored luster on his palm.

"Beast Transformation Map, the third floor!"

Zhuo Bufan was also hit with real fire, the blood in the meridians in his body immediately boiled and burned, a metallic coolness flowed on the surface of the skin, gathering the true essence, his fists seemed to be covered with frost, and he went to face the strangeness again, Hit the opponent's palm with a punch.

This kind of head-to-head fighting style does not have any fancy skills, it is purely a collision between the true essence and the physical body.

On the viewing platform, the Seventh Elder was stroking his long white beard, but his small eyes occasionally flashed with brilliance, watching the battle on the ring intently, smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, this strange To have such potential, the Seventy-Two Cracked Heavenly Palm is a martial arts of the heavenly rank, even though it is a low-level martial arts of the heavenly rank, it is also an extremely precious martial arts!"

As he spoke, the Seventh Elder set his eyes on a middle-aged man in black clothes beside him.

The face of the middle-aged man changed slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "Seventh Elder, Yiyi is my most valued disciple. Although his talent is not the best, he has worked extremely hard during the period of entering the Seven Sects, and his strength has improved. That's why I taught him the 'Seventy-Two Split Heavenly Palm'."

"Hallmaster Feng is willing to spend all his money. This strange performance has not been obvious. It seems that Hallmaster Feng is going to let him show off today." Su Yuanfan looked at the middle-aged man in black, smiled lightly, and said.

Among the seven sects, there are a total of six hall masters. Among them, Su Yuanfan and Feng Rupei have the worst relationship and have been competing secretly. Regarding this, the seventh elder just turned a blind eye to it. ignore it.

Although Zhuo Bufan did not worship Su Yuanfan as his master, he accepted the "Haoyue Manor" presented by Su Yuanfan, and he actually stood in Su Yuanfan's camp, and the rattan chair was Feng Rupei's disciple. In fact, it is also related to the competition between the two hall masters.