C31 (1/2)

The duel between Qin Feng and Lu Fan, was undoubtedly a battle of focus.

What was even more surprising was that the two of them did not bring any Weapons and went up on stage barehanded.

Although this Weapons could not be considered to be any kind of treasure, but in the hands of Qin Feng, its combat power was extremely terrifying.

”Victory is unfair?”

Lu Fan was startled at first, but then laughed out loud: ”Seems like Junior Brother Qin is very confident in himself. Interesting, then let us have a good fight.”

Lu Fan was not angry, but instead a bit excited.

However, the disciples below the stage started booing and jeering.

”Qin Feng is too arrogant, what does that mean? You haven't even fought yet and you already know you can win? ”

”Senior brother Lu Fan, teach this brat a lesson. Teach him how to conduct himself.”

”Senior Brother Lu Fan is proficient in boxing, it is normal for him to not use Weapons, and you don't use Weapons as well, Qin Feng? What are you trying to act cool for? ”

In the outer sect circle, Lu Fan's popularity was extremely high, and there were countless of supporters. Qin Feng's words naturally aroused everyone's resentment.

Outside of the arena, all sorts of jeering and cursing sounded out. If it were a normal disciple facing this sort of pressure, they would have probably panicked a long time ago.

”Junior Brother Qin, no need to care about them. Use your normal strength, I can give you three moves first.”

Lu Fan smiled faintly.

”No need. If you let me attack three times, I'm afraid I won't have the chance.”

With that said, Qin Feng took the initiative and attacked.

”Woosh ~ ~ ~”

Qin Feng's figure flashed out, raised his hand and punched directly towards Lu Fan's face.

Flame Astral Fist!

Qin Feng's fist carried a faint flame as a blazing aura permeated the entire arena, causing the temperature of the surrounding area to soar.

”peak?”

Lu Fan was shocked, he retreated a few steps.

Qin Feng's Flame Astral Fist was already close to the peak realm, and even a low level boxing was enough to explode with astonishing power.

Lu Fan did not choose to clash head on with him because he was holding back his strength.

If he were to clash his fist with Qin Feng's, even if he managed to repel his, his true cultivation would be exposed.

”Can you hide?”

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth raised, and with a stomp of his feet, he exploded. His entire body transformed into a flaming meteor, and his speed suddenly doubled.

”There's nothing we can do. We can't hide our power anymore.”

In that moment of crisis, Lu Fan's feet touched the ground, and the strong wind danced around him, lifting him up into the air.

”Wind and Cloud Movement Technique, it's too cool.”

Screams erupted from below the stage.

Wind Cloud Movement Technique was a top grade Common Tier Cultivation Method. It could ride on the wind, and even if it floated high up in the sky, it could move freely. It did not need any force to move.

”The Wrath of the Titan!”

In the air, Lu Fan's blood and Qi soared to the sky, and a wild aura pressed down from the sky.

Woo woo … *

His fist descended with explosive force, and in every direction, waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls sounded out, causing one's heart to palpitate.

The sky above Qin Feng dimmed as a gigantic illusion of an ape descended. The strength of Lu Fan's fist was terrifying to the extreme.

Qin Feng felt a sense of suffocation, but he did not retreat.

Crack!

All the pores on his body opened, and internal respiration surged. His vital energy and blood surged, and a wave of ferocious force condensed in his fist.

BOOM!

Without thinking, Qin Feng punched it.

”A head-on clash?”

Everyone outside the stage exclaimed, they never thought that Qin Feng would be so reckless, to actually fight with Lu Fan head on.

Lu Fan trained in the top quality Cultivation Method,《 Titan Tyrant Fist》. The power of one punch could increase by two to three times, instantly killing enemy.

Lu Fan's strength was close to ten thousand kilograms, and the strength of this fist was twenty to thirty thousand kilograms.

Even if it was an inner court disciple, it would still be slightly difficult for him to face this fist strike.

”He really did hit a rock with an egg.”