The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"I've already faced off against the strongest Li Mubai, and you guys still can't win a single match. You're all trash!"

"My cultivation time is just a little short. If I could practice for a few more years and reach the sixth level of Qi Condensation, I would definitely be the winner today!"

Lin Hongzhi murmured to himself nervously, which made Chen Qizhi next to him frown. He looked down on Lin Hongzhi from the bottom of his heart. The fact was obvious. Even if the two had the same cultivation level, Lin Hongzhi would never be Li Mubai's opponent. This was not strength. It's a question of character and fighting spirit.

To put it bluntly, Lin Hongzhi lacks an invincible heart.

on the high platform.

"You brat, I will smash your head with one punch and make you regret being born in this world!" Peng Qi rubbed his fists, stretched out and clenched his fingers, his eyes were extremely cold.

This kid actually dared to humiliate him in public. He must be killed as quickly as possible later to prevent Elder Li Qiang from stopping him.

"Bang!"

The gong rang loudly, making people's hearts tremble, and then Elder Li Qiang's voice sounded.

"The last match, between Lindan Peak and Nianchuan vs. Yunlong Peak Peng Qi, the battle begins!"

"Boom! Boom!"

As Elder Li Qiang's voice fell, two strong power fluctuations suddenly exploded above the ring, and strong winds shot out in all directions, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Zhan Nianchuan and Peng Qi pounced on each other like two lions.

The aura of Peng Qi's fist loomed, doubling his punching power. Under such circumstances, he did not believe that anyone could receive his punch head-on.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were three loud blasts in succession, and the two sides immediately exchanged attack positions.

Zhan Nianchuan roared loudly and punched seven times in succession like lightning. The shadows of the seven fists hit Peng Qi with the sound of whistling wind.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Facing the seven attacking shadows of fists, Peng Qi smiled disdainfully. How could someone throw seven punches at the same time? Only one of them must be real.

He released his consciousness completely and carefully discerned which punch was real.

His expression soon changed, and the feelings these seven punches gave him were all real!

"No, how is this possible?" Peng Qi muttered to himself, he could not accept this fact.

On the high platform, many elders looked seriously and stared at Zhan Nianchuan.

With the intensity of their consciousness and vision, they could naturally see that it was not Zhan Nianchuan who punched seven times at the same time, but Zhan Nianchuan's speed was too fast, each punch was faster and more powerful than the last, giving people The visual feeling is that seven punches are punched at the same time!

"What a powerful body! What a powerful boxing technique!" Liu Rulong's white beard fluttered, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Tong Dachuan's eyes suddenly lit up, while Bai Tianchi's face changed slightly.

In the blink of an eye, these seven fists, with a whirring sound, completely blocked him from several angles, from front to back, left and right, and were about to hit him.

At this time, it was too late to dodge. Peng Qi snorted coldly and poured all his magic power into the protective robe. Suddenly, the runes on the robe loomed and the light shone brightly.

"You want to break my protective robe, dream!"

"boom!"

Seven punches hit Peng Qi's body at the same time, making a loud noise. Even with the protective robes, he was hit so hard that blood surged all over his body and he took a few steps back.

The disciples from various peaks who were watching in the square were suddenly in an uproar.

No one could have imagined that the secular boxing skills that they usually looked down upon could actually defeat the cultivators wearing defensive robes head-on.

"it is good!"

The disciples of Lindan Peak exhaled and raised their eyebrows. Regardless of Zhan Nianchuan's only slight advantage, they seized the rare opportunity and cheered loudly.

The disciples of Yunlong Peak looked a bit ugly. After all, they were three levels higher and even used magic weapons. However, they were pressed and beaten by the other side, which made their faces look dull.

"Hmph, it's just a crude boxing skill that can't be refined. As long as Peng Qi uses his skills, it's easy to win." Liu Weimao sneered, reducing Zhan Nianchuan to nothing.

Tong Dachuan was silent. Although Liu Weimao's words were unpleasant, they were also true and he could not refute them.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing sound in the square suddenly became louder, and the onlookers stared at the two people on the high platform in shock.

At this time, forty-nine fist shadows appeared in the entire boxing ring at the same time!

"Am I right? Forty-nine punches?"

"This is his true strength. He can actually punch forty-nine punches in an instant. Is this still a human being?"

"Cultivation of this human body!"

Shadows of fists filled the sky, especially the twenty or so fists behind him that sent out sonic booms, all hitting Peng Qi in no particular order.

Feeling the power of this blow, Peng Qi's face changed drastically. In a hurry, he had no time to use other means, so he had to desperately pour the mana in his body into the protective robe.

The stone slab at the foot of Baitianchi suddenly shattered.

"boom......"

Like thunder exploding, these forty-nine punches hit Peng Qi at the same time, smashing his protective robe until the light flashed wildly and quickly dimmed.

However, the high-grade yellow-level defensive robes were so powerful that they were not even damaged after suffering such a heavy blow.

His clothes were not damaged, but Peng Qi was knocked back more than ten feet, rolling on the ground and almost falling off the high platform.

"You...poof!"

Peng Qi stretched out his fingers tremblingly and wanted to speak, but a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"it is good!"

"Good job!"

"Junior Brother Zhan is awesome! Junior Brother Zhan is mighty!"

All Lindan Peak disciples present were extremely excited. The emotions that had been suppressed for several hours were completely released at this moment. Several female disciples even screamed and cheered for Zhan Nianchuan in unison.

The Yunlong Peak disciples were silent. How could they lose? They don't want to accept it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Do you think you won? Naive!"

"I will kill you today, I will beat your brains out!"

In the eyes of everyone who looked at them in disbelief, Peng Qi's face flashed with an abnormal blush, and his aura returned to its peak in an instant.

He jumped up, his eyes blood red, staring at Zhan Nianchuan.

"What kind of secret technique is this?" someone said in shock.

"No matter what the secret technique is, now that Peng Qi has recovered, Zhan Nianchuan will be in danger." A female disciple from Qingling Peak kept shaking her head.

"Yes, Peng Qi will definitely give up fighting with the physical body and use magic instead. How can secular boxing fight against the magic of cultivating immortals? There is no way to fight."

"The outcome of this battle has been decided."

Li Mubai stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face. Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result did not change. Ten to zero, Yunlong Peak crushed and won under his leadership.

At this time, Peng Qi's fist shone with red light, and the power of this magic weapon was fully stimulated by him. It turned out to be a fire-attribute magic weapon.

"Boy, this flaming glove doesn't just increase your fist power. You haven't experienced its true power yet. Just wait until it's cooked!" Peng Qi laughed ferociously.

He now feels extremely regretful for his despising Zhan Nianchuan. He always felt that killing a chicken is useless, and Zhan Nianchuan did not use magic weapons, so he did not activate the gloves to increase the power of the magic, resulting in being beaten passively. . Now he decided to go all out and send Zhan Nianchuan on his way.

Tong Xi, who was watching this scene, frowned slightly and unknowingly took a few steps closer to the high platform.