A simple, ordinary punch, not to mention any martial artist who practices boxing, even a three-year-old child can use it when playing, it looks like a joke, and there are no other unnecessary movements.

However, Meng Zhao's punch was very clever and clumsy. The muscles and skin membranes around his body were so complex that they could almost be used as thousands of moves. With the power of his body, they would shake the air, add power, and arouse 100,000 jin of divine power. They could emit a fist-shaped air cannon in the air, break the iron stone thirty feet away.

Not to mention, this punch has a surging true energy and contains an unparalleled terrifying will to suppress gods and demons.

The power of the body, combined with the surging true energy and the unparalleled martial arts will, formed an extremely powerful punch.

In a trance, the fist came out, the dragon roared, and the roar of the sky dragon sang, and the fist force turned into a fierce and fierce divine dragon. The dragon's head was as big as a mountain gate, like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, whistling out, and chewing towards the blue tornado turned into the shadow of the fist in the sky.

It was like an egg hitting a stone, or a knife cutting tofu. When the two touched each other, the Qianying Fist Wind, which Zhang Zhichong thought of as a powerful method, was instantly swept away. The dragon-shaped fist power rushed towards Zhang Zhi without diminishing power.

Zhang Zhichong's face turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood. As his body swayed, he had already escaped from the range covered by the fist force.

In an instant, a violent vibration came from everyone's feet, and a bolt from the blue was heard, and the rumbling echoed endlessly.

Accompanied by a strong smoke and dust, everyone saw a huge corridor passage leading to the ground, and in a very fast time, dirty water emerged, covering the entire corridor.

The power of a punch hit Zhang Zhichong's extremely terrifying punch, and he also directly penetrated the earth without knowing how deep it was. He temporarily hit a small pool that was slanted upward, which can be said to be the power to change the terrain.

This scene not only scared Zhang Zhichong, but also completely woke up this confident guy, but also made the people who were watching the battle openly and secretly on the court and outside the court shocked and couldn't believe it.

Even the generals under Meng Zhao's command, facing Meng Zhao's punch, the throat was squirming, saliva was secreting wildly, and bladder was swaying, and a vague urge to urinate.

Too fierce, too strong, this violent, powerful, domineering method is pure, crushing force.

After a short period of silence and emptiness, there was an explosion-like noise, and there was endless discussion. Even the Yangwu Army, led by obedience, could not suppress the restless hearts of the soldiers at this time.

In fact, many people cannot understand the true power of Meng Zhao's punch. Their intuitive feeling is that if there is a mountain in front of Meng Zhao, then this punch may be able to penetrate the mountain from front to back.

Similarly, if his enemy, facing this punch, if he insists on competing, the crushed corpse will not exist, it will be the only ending of qi^

"Bei Meng, Dragon King, it's really true, it's really true!"

"I dare to assert that this general Meng will be able to be the best master in the future!"

"I'm spit, I'm just talking about it with shamelessness. I think with my toes. Everyone knows that if Meng Zhao cannot become a master, no one in the world can achieve it!"

One by one, one familiar warrior, talking or passing on the secret, expressed his views on this punch frantically.

The natural person who knows how to do things tells the story of his boxing spirit, he is superior to the eight wildernesses, and is second-rate. It tells the story of Meng Zhaozhen's extremely high temperament. Compared with it, the condensed qi is like a weak silk cloth. Another point is directly from the perspective of performance.

That scene was very similar to the World Cup, and it played a famous scene that was shocking and inspiring ghosts. It was crazy to be recommended by those who watched the game. It would not be possible not to listen.

Longcheng was one of the top martial arts people present. When he saw this punch, he felt panicked and numb.

In this punch, he saw too much martial arts wisdom, but very few of them could be analyzed. This is enough to show that Meng Zhao's martial arts practice has reached an extremely advanced level.

But this is not what he is most uneasy and powerless.

What really makes Longcheng feel incredible is actually Meng Zhao’s most primitive power.

A congenital warrior has a strong relationship with his own foundation.

Like Zhang Zhichong, he has obtained five innate life accumulations and combined with his own cultivation, his strong foundation and powerful strength are rare in the world, and he is the level that only the top genius has.

Longcheng boasts that he is actually much weaker than Zhang Zhichong now, in terms of true qi cultivation and strength.

However, his body's strength is smooth and free, and he practices it step by step, without any discomfort. He can use the smallest power to exert the greatest effect.

So, if he really fights, he may not be afraid of the other party.

However, such people have such opportunities and power, compared to Meng Zhao, seem to be a huge gap.

It's like two completely different species.

The limit of a person may be the power of ten units, while the limit of Meng Zhao is a unit of measurement of hundreds or even thousands.

The gap is so big that it really makes people desperate.

In addition to the explanation of having a special physique, Meng Zhao's own cultivation and experience are certainly extraordinary.

He has never seen a person with special physique, and has also defeated a master with special physique, but Meng Zhao is definitely the most special and perverted one.

Suddenly, Longcheng had a thought in his mind: Meng Zhao's physique is not an ordinary special physique, but that kind of supreme physique?

This idea flashed in Longcheng's heart and was immediately left behind.

The idea is beautiful, but it is unrealistic.

You should know that Shen Tianci's spiritual jade body is naturally magical and is only a relatively powerful special physique. It is far from being called supreme. What kind of virtue can Meng Zhao be comparable to the supreme of ancient times?

Of course, if this possibility is ruled out, the rest is Meng Zhao, who is indeed talented. Under the premise of a special physique, he will elevate himself to a level that he should not have, and thus he will have such amazing performance now.

At least, from the perspective of personal foundation and background, Longcheng believes that he is far from Meng Zhao's opponent.

Compared to Longcheng, Zhang Zhichong's feeling is more obvious.

He thought that he used the secret method of transplanting flowers and wood to inherit the five innate foundations, quantitative change produces qualitative changes, and to achieve a powerful level that has never been seen in the innate realm before, and is even expected to impact the master.

He also looked down upon the so-called North Menglong King, and wanted to kill him, chaotic army formations, and then reach the peak of the martial arts of Shenzhou after breaking through the siege.

But reality is too cruel. Meng Zhao used a punch to tell him that the power of a genius is not something that ordinary people like him can imagine, and he cannot use his mortal thinking to guess the thoughts of such genius.
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