Shocking Victory

Chapter 72 Shocking Victory

"boom……"

Ireland punched the air again, accumulating a powerful punch, and blasted straight above the void, bringing up hurricanes, and the sound of piercing the air suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Boy, don't hide if you have the ability." Ireland looked at Yifeng contemptuously, the veins on his fist twitched, and the fighting spirit in his body wrapped around it, shining with light.

"Fool!"

Yifeng popped out a word in disdain. Who will give up their strengths and confront you head-on with their weaknesses? !

Those words full of sarcasm immediately made Ireland's face poop, anger filled his whole body, his fists were clenched again, the veins on his forehead were violent, and his originally handsome face looked extremely ferocious. It can be seen that the word "stupid" made him extremely angry .

"you wanna die!"

With a roar, the vindictiveness in Ireland's body was entangled like chains, and the powerful vindictiveness rubbed against the meridians, making his face a little distorted. Obviously, this move caused him great harm.

Looking at the vindictive energy emerging from his fist, he looked outward like a chain. Yi Feng's eyes also became serious, he had seen this martial skill in the Martial Skill Pavilion.

The day-level low-level exercise - chain seal. Although it is only a low-level Japanese-level skill, its explosive power is extremely powerful, comparable to that of an intermediate Japanese-level skill. At the same time, the practitioner has to endure the same great pain. The pain that twists the meridian like chains is not something ordinary people can bear.

Of course Yifeng would not take his trick stupidly, he definitely had reason to believe it. If I insist on it, I will lie here immediately. His figure was constantly changing, and every time the explosive fist passed by his side, he could even feel the scorching heat in it.

Throwing the air again and again, the air in the space is shot out. The invisible air, as if being covered by a huge water surface, makes ripples and shoots towards the surroundings one after another, which shows the strength of this fist.

This punch also shocked everyone in place. Unexpectedly, Ireland, who has never been particularly outstanding, would have such a strong martial arts. The wind that flew past their faces made a blaze flash in their eyes.

Shi Dai'er and Tianni glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes: they might not be surprised by the Japanese-level martial arts, but such a domineering and self-abuse boxing method made them feel a chill in their hearts.

The vigor that keeps brushing past him made Yi Feng extremely cautious. This punching technique is not only powerful and terrifying, the most important thing is that the speed of punching has been increased so quickly that Yifeng almost didn't dodge a few punches just now. The strength of the fist passing by made him feel a burning heat in his chest.

"Damn it. How did this guy practice? At least he has mastered the chain seal, otherwise it would never have such an effect." Yi Feng cursed in his heart. But I have to sigh. Every Holy Land disciple is a talent from heaven. I used to underestimate everyone.

This unremarkable Ireland can endure such hardships, and it has achieved great success in refining the chains. What about the others? ! I'm afraid they all hide a lot of secrets.

The figure of Yifeng dodging in embarrassment made most people feel dark, and they wished to hit Yifeng's body with the next punch, so that he would never be able to stand up.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the beautiful figure like a goddess, but found that that delicate face was full of smiles, as if they were not worried at all.

This scene made everyone furious, everyone seemed to have forgotten that Yifeng was no longer a useless person, and cursed at the audience: "Ireland, blast that kid into pieces. Boom him to death..."

Listening to the roar, Ireland couldn't help spitting hard. Although he has the upper hand now, he has nothing to do with this kid. With that weird speed, he could always avoid his fists. Although it made him suffer a little. However, the pain of fighting qi in the meridians caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yifeng didn't seem to notice this, he was still flashing his figure, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move. This fight seemed to be an exam arranged for him to verify how the phantom's agility practice was.

"Brother Feng, a coward, you know how to hide."

Yifeng dodged the domineering fist again, but the sound of a clear spirit coming out of the valley rang in everyone's ears. The tone is full of sarcasm.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yifeng knew that this little witch was going to add fuel to the fire again. It was obvious that she felt uncomfortable watching the show now, and wanted to have some excitement. However, does this little girl really think that I can't take Ireland's fist if I don't hide.

"coward……"

Shi Daier's call made everyone excited instantly, and everyone shouted cowardly. Obviously, Shi Daier's cowardly words made everyone feel dark.

"Shut up, you are cowards."

Shi Daier shouted coquettishly, her beautiful eyes looked at everyone with a cold light, she had a tendency to kill people. This look made everyone silent in an instant, and turned their eyes to Yifeng in the field one by one, wishing to scratch him.

At this moment, a hint of amusement flashed across Tian Ni's cold face: It seems that this little witch has learned a lot from Yi Feng. At least this trick only allows state officials to set fire, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, and they will be perfect.

Feeling the murderous gazes, Yi Feng couldn't help but smile wryly: Damn, the little witch scolded you all, but all of you hate me.

However, Yifeng didn't want to keep hiding like this. Ireland's face twitched even more violently after this burst of fists. The fist that was so domineering just now has also weakened a little.

Yifeng watched as Ireland punched him again. His eyes lit up: this is the moment.

Amid everyone's puzzlement, Yi Feng slowly stretched out that white and tender right hand that makes women jealous, and greeted that domineering fist.

All of them stared wide-eyed and looked at each other. From which to see puzzled.

Could this soft punch be able to match up with a domineering punch? ! Is Yifeng stupid? !

However, the scene in front of them made everyone freeze in place. They rubbed their eyes one by one, unable to believe the scene in front of them was real.

After the soft palm met Ireland's fist, there was a muffled sound, and several bursts of energy shot out, and the two retreated backwards, while Ireland's hand was shaking.

In this battle, Yi Feng won with that weird palm? !

Before everyone's heads seemed to reflect, Yifeng's figure changed suddenly, and as Ireland was retreating, that inconspicuous fist was printed on Ireland's chest.

"Pfft..."

Along with a blood-red trajectory, Ireland slammed hard on the ground. Like the ground, everyone's hearts trembled twice.

lost? ! He lost with just two moves? !