Invincibility begins with making choices

Chapter 156 will definitely not be a low-level palm technique!
"I didn't expect this Tu Zhong to have learned such a miraculous martial art. If I didn't have brother Li here today, I would have no chance of winning against him."

Shangguan Wen's eyes were complicated, and the breath in his chest was uncomfortable.

I found that, the third of the four young masters of Huacheng was too misnamed.

It's nothing more than a pervert like Li Xiang who can kill even a master at the ground level, but even an ordinary casual cultivator can greatly surpass him in strength, which is really unreasonable.

In his heart, Li Xiang has always been the core disciple of a certain powerful force who goes out to practice.

He sighed for a long time, and then thought again, it seems that he has to be tough on himself, otherwise if he continues like this, he will be surpassed by many people sooner or later.

……

The bustle here has attracted the attention of many people, and more and more people are coming here.

A slender, handsome, and imposing young man seemed to be caught in the crowd.

It was none other than the number one son of Yuncheng, a human-level third-rank martial artist, and Song Lian from the Song family in Yuncheng.

There was another person with him.

He is a bit thin in body, has an ordinary face, and has a pale and sickly look.

Against the backdrop of a white shirt and white trousers, it looks even more terrifying, like a dead man who has just put on a disguise!
This person is a team member of the Suzhou Provincial Organization of the Special Operations Department, a second-grade human-level paper master, Situ Leng.

Mainly responsible for coordination, communication, and dealing with some abnormal things in Yuncheng.

After glancing at Tu Zhong, Song Lian's eyes fell directly on Li Xiang.

Although the former's strength cannot be underestimated, he is still familiar with him. After all, he is from the Yuncheng circle.

As for the latter, he had met him once, in the control room of the underground arena.

At that time, he thought about investigating the other party's relevant information, but in the end, the steward Guo Yeshan dissuaded him.

Looking at the unrestrained Li Xiang on the ring, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was even more turbulent.

He is very clear about Tu Zhong's strength, and the two have had informal discussions.

At that time, if he didn't use a lot of skill, he couldn't win the opponent.

Moreover, in the end, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

But such a strong person, in front of such a young man, was beaten without much power to resist.

What made him even more unbelievable was that the opponent seemed to have just started warming up.

Judging from this situation, even if I met this young man, I guess he was not much better than Tu Zhong.

Seeing Song Lian's expression change from the corner of the eye, Situ Leng was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any questions, and then focused on the young man on the stage who had already regarded himself as a man who had eaten up the crowd.

As a member of the Special Operations Division stationed in Yuncheng, he is also obliged to collect and understand the situation of each practitioner for the organization.

And such a young master who suddenly appeared was precisely something he was not familiar with, to be precise, he had never seen it before.

It needs to know more.

……

On the martial arts stage.

The gust of wind dissipated, and the sword light dissipated.

That iron tower-like man's clothes had been torn in several places, and a few spots of bright red were spilling out from the torn places.

Of course, the power of each of the Ruxue sword lights is limited, and Tu Zhong's body is only slightly injured, skin trauma.

However, this doesn't mean that the power of the 'Long Snow Sky' is weak.

The reason for this is because Li Xiang showed mercy.

If he is willing, he will only use the strength of the upper two points. I am afraid that the iron structure on the opposite side will really be as someone in the audience said at this time...

Only a bunch of meat slices left!

The long sword was put into the inventory, and then a delicate ashtray was taken out of thin air, and the ashtray was shaken.

His gaze turned to Tu Zhong again, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and he smiled faintly, "This martial skill of yours is really good. It's just that if you haven't practiced it well, it's useless at all."

"On the contrary, it will greatly affect the display of strength."

After a pause, he continued: "Let me also remind you, before you can master it skillfully, you'd better not use this martial skill."

After Li Xiang finished speaking, Tu Zhong didn't show any displeasure on his face. Instead, he thought about it for a moment, and then hugged Li Xiang, "Thank you for reminding me!"

"Then I can't fight. If I don't fight, I will leave."

"continue."

"Should I say you are persistent, or should I say you are stupid?"

Li Xiang shook his head helplessly, muttering something in his heart.

I didn't want to toss with him any more, and stretched out my right palm, my true energy surged.

"If I slap you down, you probably won't be able to stand up..."

Li Xiang frowned, "Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Ok!"

Tu Zhong's eyes were firm.

If someone else said such a thing, he would naturally be very disdainful, and rightly regarded it as farting.

But since the words came from this young man, he didn't think the other party was exaggerating.

His expression was unprecedentedly dignified, and he tried his best to mobilize the inner energy in his whole body.

hum!hum!hum!
The long sword trembled and let out a low moan.

"Then I will do as you wish!"

The feet are slightly sideways, and the right palm is pushed out at will.

The thick palm strength is as deep as the sea, turbulent and domineering, as if it wants to destroy gold and iron.

call!
Tu Zhong's eyes were fixed, and he let out a foul breath from his chest.

Holding the sword in both hands, he cut out three swords in an instant. The sword light is sharp, cold, and indomitable.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The three sword glows almost in no particular order could stop Li Xiang's domineering palm strength, without even a single pause, they were completely annihilated.

"boom!"

I really didn't expect Li Xiang's palm to be so terrifying. After realizing it, Tu Zhong couldn't dodge in time. He was hit in the chest and spit out a mouthful of bright red.

Then, the huge body rose from the ground and flew backwards.

"boom!"

Landing heavily, a cloud of dust rolled up, and the thick martial arts platform seemed to be shaken a few times.

After a few rolls, he finally stopped his figure.

"vomit!"

Qi and blood surged up, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Putting his palms on the ground, he tried his best to stand up, staggering, and finally put his long sword on the ground to stabilize himself.

His face was pale gold, the corners of his mouth were stained red, and he had completely lost his combat power.

……

Whoa!
The audience in the audience exploded in an instant.

Everyone knew that Li Xiang was very strong, but they didn't know that he would be so strong.

The seemingly random strike, even though the opponent threw out three strikes in a row and resisted with all his strength, he was seriously injured.

It seemed that Tu Zhong had lost the ability to fight again, no, he couldn't even stand firmly.

"My dear! What kind of palm technique is this? It's so strong!"

I don't know who spoke first.

"It must not be a low-level palm technique!"

Immediately, someone said swearingly.

(End of this chapter)