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    "Elder Huang, that's the disciple." Xia Chen responded quickly.  Xia Chen didn¡¯t feel confused as there was no one in the group, because Xu Tianhong had already told him where he was going.  Huang Yunchao said coldly: "You are very special. Fenglei and the others jointly recommended you to join the team that prohibits the extension of the great formation. From a cultivation point of view, this is a great opportunity, and you must be very proud of it.  "Xia Chen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he heard something in his words, and replied: "This disciple has some knowledge about the restriction. Elder Mengfeng and the others love him so much that they don't dare to have any pride." "I don't like to hear this nonsense.  I don¡¯t like people who are submissive, and I don¡¯t like the fact that you used the back door from the beginning,¡± Huang Yunchao said coldly, ¡°Although Feng Lei and others jointly recommended you, and the Extension Formation team reluctantly agreed, but without me.  With my permission, you can only stay here honestly, do you understand?¡±  What conditions does Elder Huang have to agree to go?" "Take my punch." Huang Yunchao said expressionlessly, "Whether you are dead or alive, you can go to the Extension Formation Team. Of course, I will not kill you.  , But lying down for a few days is unavoidable." "The disciple needs to learn Elder Huang's boxing skills," Xia Chen said calmly.  Huang Yunchao nodded slightly, showing a bit of satisfaction: "Yes, I'm a bit brave, I'm not afraid and I don't know the heights of the world. Don't worry, just take my punch. Even if you lie down for a month, it's worth it." He said he would hit him,  With a loud shout, the air exploded, and a punch was punched out without warning, hitting Xia Chen's chest.  This punch is a simple punch. Although the power does not look weak, it is definitely not like the power possessed by a third-level magical monk. It is not much different from the acquired tenth-level monk.  The disciples were watching the third-level elder take action with great expectations, but they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.  Xia Chen¡¯s eyes shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked.  This punch seems ordinary.  But in fact, it was a repeated punch from countless fist shadow combinations. In other words, Huang Yunchao hit thousands of heavy punches in an instant.  The posture, gesture, and force of each punch are exactly the same.  So when they overlap, it's like a punch.  The reason why the top disciples were disappointed was simply because they could not understand the mystery and complexity of this punch.  A punch only has a force of several thousand kilograms, which seems very weak, but what if thousands of punches are stacked together?  That¡¯s millions of kilograms of power!  With one punch, any tall building will collapse instantly!  ??And he can perform thousands of actions exactly the same in an instant without making any mistakes, which is enough to reflect Huang Yunchao's terror.  Among the people present, only Xia Chen and ten instructors with second level magical powers could see the mystery and terror of this punch.  Xia Chen did not dare to neglect, and the innate Qi circulated several times in his body in an instant.  It burst out like a sea, but when it reached the surface of the fist, it was all restrained, turning into jade-like essence, and faced it fiercely.  He had punched this fist thousands of times, and every time it was invincible and his skills were close to the mark. However, facing Huang Yunchao's fist at this moment, he became less confident for the first time.  Although there was no expression on the faces of the ten second-level magical power instructors.  But there was a hint of joking in his eyes.  Although this disciple named Xia Chen looks good, it is foreseeable that he will be beaten to the ground by Elder Huang in a moment.  The disciples watched carefully, although they were looking forward to it.  But there was no suspense in my heart.  Although they knew that Xia Chen was very strong, he could even defeat the second-level magical king, Wang Zhongdi.  But how could someone who was in the first level of supernatural power be the opponent of a monk who had experienced hundreds of battles and was in the third level of supernatural power?     Snapped!  The two fists intersected, making a soft sound. The two indestructible iron fists pressed together, but only made a slight sound.  There was no explosion, no energy, no earth-shattering, just like two small rocks colliding together.  The disciples opened their mouths wide and looked a little dazed.  That's it?  Is this a punch from a third-level magical monk?  It¡¯s too inconspicuous.  Huang Yunchao's face was still cold, but there was a cat-and-mouse smile in his eyes. The force of this punch was very small at the beginning. That was because the power of thousands of punches did not accumulate at once, but accumulated slowly.  the process of.  The disciple named Xia Chen probably thought that he was being merciful and saving face for him, so he received this punch effortlessly.  In fact, he asked Xia Chen to punch him, not because he meant to make things difficult, but because the newly arrived disciple walked up to the back door and entered the extended formation team. His starting point was higher than him, so he looked down on him and wanted to teach him a lesson.  A setbackThe spirit of dust.  Of course, this punch implies many experience skills and strength such as superposition, quantification, sending and receiving, etc. Xia Chen's experience was not in vain. He not only learned lessons and suffered setbacks, but also learned a lot. Naturally, he was deeply impressed.  It can be regarded as an opportunity to break and then stand up again.  After the two fists touched each other, the two of them were like stone sculptures and clay sculptures. They never moved again. Their fists were still tightly together, as if they were practicing attack.  It was only when the two fists clashed that there were slight popping sounds from time to time, which seemed to be a little unusual.  The disciples had unknown meanings in their eyes and looked attentively, but no one dared to say a word.  At this time, they had already felt the extraordinaryness of the two punches, but they felt it was just a feeling, but they could not tell where the extraordinaryness was.  One breath, two breaths, three breaths In the blink of an eye, ten breaths passed. The expressions of the ten instructors with the second level of magical power gradually changed. They looked at Xia Chen with extremely shocked expressions in their eyes.  In ten breaths of time, Huang Yunchao fired at least a thousand punches, which meant that a million kilograms of force hit Xia Chen's fist.  This is beyond what a first-level magical monk can bear. Even a second-level magical monk cannot bear it.  "But seeing Xia Chen's calm expression, it seemed that he still had some strength left. It seemed that even if Huang Yunchao exploded again, he would still be able to take it on. How could this be possible?  They are all Alliance monks.  Be strong in yourself.  They are confident and have enough pride to naturally disdain the monks from the outside. Therefore, although the alliance selection has a great influence in the Yanzhao area, it has no influence within the alliance and few people know about it.  In the eyes of Huang Yunchao and the ten second-level magical monks, Xia Chen is no different from other ordinary disciples, except that he seems a little stronger, but that's all.  Another ten breaths of time have passed.  Huang Yunchao's heavy punches finally reached their peak, and thousands of heavy punches came down together.  Not to mention Xia Chen alone, even a small mountain would be shattered without any suspense.  However, Xia Chen followed calmly, without a trace of trembling under his feet, and his body remained completely motionless.  His face remained calm.  Huang Yunchao's expression also changed. He originally thought that when the number of punches reached 10% or 20%, Xia Chen would be unable to bear it and fall out.  But now that the punches have reached their peak, the opponent is taking them calmly.  How could this not shock him.  Whenever he stacks a heavy punch, Xia Chen's fist will generate a burst of Gang Qi to dissolve it. As many punches as stacked, Xia Chen will generate as many Gang Qi as possible.  The punches are endless, and the energy is also endless.  Huang Yunchao looked into Xia Chen's eyes and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.  Xia Chen's eyes were as deep as the sea, just like the wild innate energy under calmness, immeasurable and irresistible.  In three hundred and fifty-one years of practice, Huang Yunchao has never seen such a powerful first-level monk with magical powers.  He even had the illusion that the person standing in front of him was not a thin and calm young man, but an ancient monster containing endless power. To him, those heavy punches were just a joke.  Huang Yunchao's eyes couldn't help but become intense. Xia Chen was unexpectedly powerful.  This aroused his strong desire to win, and he shouted: "Be careful, I want to go all out, don't force it." Bang!  There was a violent explosion in the air, followed by thousands of heavy punches.  After being superimposed by Huang Yunchao at once, a bright light suddenly burst out from his fist.  A slight amount of energy leaked out.  Like a storm, it swept through the entire place. Except for the ten second-level monks with magical powers and a few monks from the four heavenly kings, all the other disciples fell down.  Boom!  Xia Chen's body was shaken, and he shot backwards like a straight line. He took a few steps back before he stood firm. His face turned slightly pale. After adjusting his breath for a long time, he bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Elder Huang, for showing mercy.  The disciples have learned a lot from me and I am very grateful." The second-level cultivator of the Ten Great Divine Powers stared at him dumbfounded and was speechless for a long time.  Although Xia Chen was defeated by this punch, he was able to block Huang Yunchao's powerful punch and exploded with millions of kilograms of power. However, his face turned slightly pale and he was fine after taking a few steps back. How could anyone do this?  things.  ¡°At least they absolutely can¡¯t do it.  Is this guy really a monk who has just broken through the first level of supernatural power?  The disciples were sitting on the ground twisted and twisted. Most of the disciples were in a daze and had no idea what had just happened.  However, after seeing Xia Chen's words after his defeat, it suddenly dawned on his heart that Elder Huang had been merciful. No wonder Xia Chen could be so relaxed even if he lost.  He was defeated at the hands of a monk with the third level of supernatural power, although it was justEven though he was defeated, it was still an honor.  Only a few people, including the Four Heavenly Kings, were sensitive to certain clues. They all had strange expressions on their faces, but they were not sure.  Huang Yunchao's expression kept changing. He stared at Xia Chen as if he were staring at a monster, and didn't speak for a while.  Xia Chen not only followed up with the last punch, but his innate energy exploded even more violently. However, he restrained himself at the last moment and did not rebound. Otherwise, he would have been the one who took a few steps back and turned pale.  Huang Yunchao has never seen such control of Gang Qi freely in his life.  And he understood that the reason why Xia Chen admitted his failure was obviously not to make him, a majestic third-level magical elder, lose face in public, but also to hide his cultivation.  This young man is really unfathomable and has a deep scheming mind. He can't see through it at a glance like other disciples.  And from Xia Chen, Huang Yun was super sensitive to smell an extremely deep murderous intention. It was a deep temperament that could only be developed through countless life and death trials. Only people like him who had experienced life and death crises could vaguely feel it.  arrive.  Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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