Chapter 83: Who knows how high the mountains are

With every step, the ground trembled and tiny solid particles jumped, like an elephant walking slowly towards you.

Tearing his robe into pieces, Chen Hong's strong muscles squirmed like undulating mountains with his movements.

Keng! Keng!
Chen Hong patted his chest, and there was a metallic collision sound, accompanied by the slight friction sound of scales, which made people wonder whether he was a human or a ferocious beast.

Wang Xuan's stature looked even smaller than Chen Hong's, which gave confidence to many disciples of the mountain gate. In their opinion, Wang Xuan's strength was not as good as Chen Hong's.

But they didn't know that Wang Xuan had already cultivated the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover to the peak of the seventh level of body refining. The defense was so strong that most of the attacks of the blood-exchanging monks were ineffective.

In addition to his natural supernatural powers, his strength is now one third stronger than at his peak after the blood transfusion, almost 30,000 to 40,000 pounds.

Only a cultivator with a strong physique like Chen Hong can compete with him in the body refining realm, otherwise he will be swept away directly.

Force can defeat skill. It can create a crushing momentum and make too many skills ineffective.

After loosening his muscles and bones, Wang Xuan mobilized the Qi and blood in his body, and his body functions quickly reached the best state, because Chen Hong was qualified to be his opponent.

"Come!"

Wang Xuan stepped on the ground, and the enormous force made everyone feel shaken, as if a hammer weighing several tons had fallen to the ground, causing the earth to shake.

The eyes of Chen Hong and Wang Xuan were bright and shining. After looking at each other, they both knew how strong each other was and how lucky they were to meet such a talented person.

Boom! Boom, boom, boom!
The earth was like a huge drum, being beaten constantly, making loud noises. Wang Xuan and Chen Hong, who were rushing forward like meteors, collided with each other in an instant.

"Oh!"

Wang Xuan punched Chen Hong in the abdomen, and Chen Hong slapped Wang Xuan in the chest. The huge force separated the two men instantly, and both flew backwards for more than ten meters.

"You're so strong." There was a slap mark on Wang Xuan's clothes on his chest, and a large area of ​​his skin was red.

Chen Hong's strength is indeed not to be underestimated. The inherited skills of the Eight Dragons Temple can greatly improve the physical fitness. The disciples of the Eight Dragons Temple have always been the best in terms of physical fitness among those at the same level, and Chen Hong stands out from the disciples of the Eight Dragons Temple.

"You're not bad either." Chen Hong rarely felt pain when fighting with people at the same level, but Wang Xuan's power could hurt him.

With just one move, the two of them had some understanding of each other's strength and defense, and they were almost the same. Wang Xuan was slightly stronger in strength, while Chen Hong had the advantage in defense.

"Then let's fight to our heart's content!"

The two of them instantly collided with each other again. The sound of their fists hitting flesh was like thunder, making people's blood boil. Only two people could withstand such a brutal fight.

Seeing the two people fighting each other as bloodily and ferociously as if they were behemoths, all the disciples of the mountain gate opened their eyes wide and were amazed in shock.

They all knew Chen Hong's strength and defense. He was definitely the best among the more than 60 people, and there were only two or three people who could compare with him.

Wang Xuan was just a casual cultivator without sufficient resources and good skills, but he could actually be on par with Chen Hong. This was beyond their expectations!
In the battle circle between Chen Hong and Wang Xuan, any disciple of the mountain gate who is not at the blood exchange realm will be torn to pieces and crushed into slag if he enters.

"Their pectoral muscles are so huge, much bigger than ours. It's scary."

After being amazed, some female disciples could not help but whisper and discuss this issue, all of them having the inferiority complex thought that "I am not even as good as a man".

Wang Xuan and Chen Hong's bodies are not streamlined, but they are full of power, and the aesthetics of violence is reflected in them.

"Other people's chest muscles are all strength, and your chest muscles are all fat. Why compare? Their functions are completely different." A straight man replied, causing the female disciples to roll their eyes.

Although this group of mountain sect disciples are all outstanding and have much higher backgrounds than ordinary people, there are still strong and weak ones when they gather together. Some of them are surrounded by stars and obviously have a strong say.

The other disciples are willing to serve as foils, which shows that their strength is absolutely overwhelming that of others. They are the geniuses among geniuses.

"Brother Huanian, how do you feel about the fight between the two? Are you confident that you can beat them?" A young man holding a sword and wearing a Taoist hat was talking to the person next to him. Huanian from Zhenwu Mountain was handsome, with an air of transcendence, yet he was as elegant as a gentleman.

He said: "The movements are not beautiful enough, and the techniques are too crude. They look strong, but they are actually clumsy and easily defeated by the monks of the light and agile route."

Obviously, he thought that Chen Hong and Wang Xuan had shortcomings in speed and reaction. If they met a cultivator who was extremely fast and focused on skills, they would be dragged down and beaten blindly.

Zhang Qingyu, holding a whisk, shook his head: "Their strengths are obvious enough, and their weaknesses are only relative to their strengths. If we want to surpass Chen Hong in reaction and speed, only a few of us can do it."

In order to make Chen Hong unattainable, one needs very strong physical skills, because Chen Hong is not really as clumsy as Hua Nian said. It’s just that his strength and defense are too outstanding, which makes his speed not fast enough.

Zhuang Shuixing, the leader of Xianwu Mountain, remained silent and did not participate in the conversation between the two. He just watched the fight between Chen Hong and Wang Xuan and analyzed their weaknesses.

A person's strength cannot be judged only by the exposed parts. As the saying goes, "Who knows how high a mountain is when it is separated by a sea of ​​clouds?" A mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. Until the mist clears, no one knows how high the mountain is.

Maybe it's on the mountainside, hard to say.

Zhuang Shuixing was born in Xianwu Mountain, so he naturally knew how powerful He Lao, the best among the second-generation disciples and a great man who was catching up with the first-generation disciples in terms of cultivation level, was.

Mr. He arranged this ring match and asked Wang Xuan to defend the ring and challenge them. He even scolded them at the beginning. It is conceivable that there is a great possibility that they will lose this ring match.

It seems that Wang Xuan's strength is definitely hidden, and he is confident of being undefeated. It is far from being just brute force as they see now.

The battle between Wang Xuan and Chen Hong has been going on for ten minutes. The blood of both of them has long been boiling. They are exerting all their strength, blasting out all their body strength time and time again. Fighting at full capacity is a serious challenge to their physical fitness.

With every punch, the explosive force is enough to knock back a large truck, and the amount of energy and blood consumed is unimaginable. Their physiques are now worthy of being called men of steel. They are stronger than robots, invulnerable to swords and guns, and have infinite strength.

Chen Hong's breathing was heavy, and his internal energy was running rapidly to relieve his physical fatigue. He looked up at Wang Xuan, only to find that the other party was in much better condition than him. It was really unimaginable.

Wang Xuan smiled. He had mastered one martial art after another to the ultimate level. He had a strong foundation and, with the fifth level of the Everlasting Life Technique, he had great endurance.

"If we continue fighting like this, I'm afraid our body's energy reserves will be consumed. This is unnecessary. Let's end the battle as soon as possible." Wang Xuan said.

High-intensity combat is a big challenge to their physical fitness, but with their strong physique, the energy reserves such as subcutaneous fat can be quickly broken down, allowing them to maintain peak physical fitness.

These reserve energies are enough to allow them to fight for a long time without easily falling out of form.

"I haven't had such a great time fighting for a long time. I'm reluctant to see it end." Chen Hong laughed.

"Same here." Wang Xuan smiled.

In terms of strength and defense, Chen Hong can match him, which is rare. However, in the ten minutes of fighting, Wang Xuan saw too many flaws of the opponent.

When it comes to skills and moves, Wang Xuan is confident that he can counter Chen Hong's moves time and time again and hit him without letting him touch him.

His reaction, speed and vision are all better than Chen Hong's. When his strength is not inferior, it is not difficult for him to win.

Hua Nian and Zhang Qingyu were watching from the side. They were eager to try and wait to enter the venue. In their eyes, Wang Xuan was just a barbarian, and now his physical strength had declined.

If Wang Xuan fights them at this time, he will definitely be defeated.

"Brother Zhang, how about letting me go on stage first later?" Hua Nian from Zhenwu Mountain spoke.

Zhang Qingyu shook his head and said with a smile: "How can I give you this opportunity? Wait until I defeat him, and you can challenge me again."

It seems that they are all confident of winning.

(End of this chapter)