Awakening Identification Technique, Found That the Daughter is From the Future

Yanwutai.

Zhao Yong squinted at Mo Fan.

After seeing Xu Jing's sword.

Zhao Yong already had some shadows in his heart.

He had reason to suspect that Mo Fan, like Xu Jing, also mastered a terrifying martial art.

After all, if you have the courage to step on the stage, it means that the other party has a certain confidence.

For him in the first realm.

Martial skills at the level of Jueying are indeed somewhat incomprehensible.

Because its power is so great that it can instantly tear apart the protective body qi.

Makes the body protection qi that originally had a strong defense in vain.

Even if the cultivation base enters the innate, without the protection of the body, after all, it is only a body of flesh and blood.

Zhao Yong understood that if he underestimated the enemy, he might end up with Zhang Tong.

Just when Zhao Yong was thinking about it, Mo Fan slowly boarded the martial arts stage, bowed and said, "Please enlighten me."

Zhao Yong frowned and asked intently, "Don't you use weapons?"

Mo Fan shook his head: "I'm good at boxing."

Hearing this, Zhao Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are no weapons.

No matter how strong the boxing is, the power is not much, at least it is impossible to tear his body protection in an instant.

Even the most difficult to comprehend King Kong Fist of Chuan Gonglou, in terms of explosive power, is still inferior to Jue Ying.

Of course, Jue Ying is a bit similar to sword raising. After a sword is over, it is difficult to break out in a short period of time.

And King Kong Fist, relatively speaking, is a martial skill that consumes very little.

Even if it's just a body-forging martial artist, you can use the Diamond Art in a row, and it's not a big problem to fight for at least three or four minutes.

In addition, King Kong Fist is extremely fierce and has the power to open mountains and crack rocks, and its comprehensive ranking is even higher than Jueying.

However, compared with Jueying, the power of King Kong Fist is still a line.

Even if he neglects his defense and has body protection, he cannot be instantly killed by one punch.

The biggest difference between the innate warrior and the forge warrior is the innate qi.

Body-forging warriors can only simply introduce spirits into their bodies, use their psychic energy to wash their bodies and strengthen themselves.

The innate martial artist, after the forging body reaches the limit, communicates spiritual power with great perseverance, and opens up a sea of ​​​​qi similar to the double space in the body.

The role of Qihai is very simple.

It can transform the spiritual energy inhaled into the body into innate qi that is suitable for the human body to mobilize.

With innate qi, whether it is durability or explosiveness, it will achieve a qualitative leap.

The so-called body protection qi is to condense the innate qi on the body surface to form an invisible shield.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for a forging body warrior to break the body protection qi of the innate warrior's body, which is one of the reasons for the obvious difference in strength between the two.

If you can't even break the defense, how can you fight?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yong instantly felt relieved.

As soon as his thoughts became clear, he laughed at himself.

He laughed that he was being too cautious.

Take a thousand steps back.

What if Mo Fan also mastered Jueying?

As long as he does not underestimate the enemy, it is impossible for the opponent to kill him with a single sword.

Since he can't kill with a single sword, then he can make a comeback.

What's more, the young man in front of him is only practicing boxing.

The mediocre boxing technique, for him, is not the slightest threat.

On the other side, seeing that Zhao Yong has been stuck in place, Mo Fan can't help but frown and repeat: "Please enlighten me."

Zhao Yong's thoughts were pulled back.

He looked condensed and said in a deep voice: "Then, you have to be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yong's innate qi instantly boiled.

His qi and blood were throbbing, his heart was beating loudly, his muscles and bones were humming in unison, like the sound of tigers and leopards thundering, like Hong Zhong Dalu, which brought an endless sense of oppression.

"Hey! This breath..."

Even if they were far away, the melon-eating crowd under the martial arts stage was horrified by this terrifying aura.

"This feeling of oppression is inexplicable. Even if it is not directed at me, it still makes me fearful, and my legs are weak..." Someone was sweating coldly, and there was an urge to turn around and leave.

"Is this a congenital warrior? When will I be able to achieve such a level..." Some people sighed and yearned for it.

"No, Zhang Tong just now doesn't seem to be that strong..." Some people were puzzled and full of puzzlement.

"Brother Zhao is much stronger than Zhang Tong, the two are not at the same level at all." Someone explained.

"Even in the outer sect, Senior Brother Zhao is well-known, and he is expected to be promoted to the inner sect in the future."

"That's it..." Everyone was stunned.

"In this way, wouldn't Mo Fan be out of luck?"

"There's no way, Senior Brother Zhao is too strong, Mo Fan can only be unlucky when he encounters him..."

"Yeah, if Mo Fan fights Zhang Tong, there is still a certain chance to win, but against Senior Brother Zhao—"

Everyone sighed and lamented that Mo Fan was unlucky.

Xu Jing, who was at the edge of the Yanwu Platform, began to sweat on her palms, her face full of anxiety.

When she vaguely heard the words from the audience, she couldn't help but blame herself.

At this moment, she automatically ignored the fact that Jue Ying's move was immortal, and she didn't hold back at all.

"If only Zhang Tong hadn't lost his combat effectiveness at that time...

"According to the regulations, if the promotion assessment fails, if you want to apply for the assessment again, you must wait at least half a year..."

Thinking of this, Xu Jing blamed herself more and more.

"Will, or should I, I'll wait another half a year?"

However, what Xu Jing didn't know was that Mo Fan, who was standing five meters away from Zhao Yong, didn't feel much.

The oppression that Zhao Yong broke out had no effect on him at all.

Mo Fan is not an ordinary body forging martial artist.

His physical strength is no longer weaker than that of a congenital warrior.

Under the exercise of the dream, the spiritual power has reached a terrifying level.

The pressure of the mere congenital third-level martial artist can affect him to have a ghost.

"Be careful!"

Zhao Yong finished charging up, stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed out like an arrow from the string, almost as if an afterimage appeared.

He snorted and came to Mo Fan in an instant, his thighs swung out, like a dragon swinging its tail, bringing a violent gust of wind, squeezing the air to make a crackling sound.

"It's over!"

He swept over, a confident smile on his face.

Although he only cultivated third-rate martial arts.

But the cultivation base is higher than Mo Fan by a large realm and several small realms.

The strength gap is so big, and the other party has not mastered the terrifying magical skills like Jueying.

If under such circumstances, he cannot defeat the enemy with one move, then he will be living as a dog in this life!

But soon, the smile on his face froze.

I saw that Mo Fan's reaction speed was terrifying, as if he had predicted his attack, his body twisted at an incredible angle, and he was able to escape the blow.

Then, Zhao Yong saw a fist bursting with golden rays of light, slamming down on his life gate.

"King Kong Fist? Sure enough, it is King Kong Fist!

"Unfortunately, even the King Kong Fist may not be able to completely break my defense—"

However, just as the thought of Zhao Yong came up, the huge golden fist came into close contact with him.

At this moment, he even heard a crisp clicking sound.

- That was the sound of the body shield shattering.

Bang!

The terrifying giant force directly smashed Zhao Yong out.

At this moment, his entire face was deformed, several teeth fell off, blood was flying, his head roared, he lost consciousness for a short time, and rumbled and rolled on the ground several times.

The moment before he lost consciousness, there was only one thought in his mind:

"Is this really King Kong Fist? When did the body-forging warriors of the Handyman Academy become so perverted?!"

At the same time, Mo Fan was surprised when he saw Zhao Yong lying on the ground with his arms raised and motionless.

"So I'm so strong?"

(ps: I’m stuck, this chapter is very painful to write, I will send it out first, the author will pack up and continue to grind a chapter, don’t wait, it’s going to be very late, let’s see it tomorrow...)