Chen Xingran felt the strong pressure emanating from Lord Wu's body and knew that this punch was no simple matter, so he responded with all his strength.

The onlookers standing behind Chen Xingran also backed away a few meters in fear at this moment, fearing that Lord Wu's sky-breaking fist would hurt them.

Lord Wu moved and rushed towards Chen Xingran like a cannonball.

"This speed is so fast! If it weren't for the celestial eye, it would be difficult to capture Lord Wu's figure. This is the strength of the warriors in the middle stage of Xiantian in their heyday. It is indeed not comparable to those warriors in the later stage."

Just when Chen Xingran was amazed, Lord Wu's fist had already hit Chen Xingran's face.

Chen Xingran fired an unpretentious straight punch and directly clashed with Lord Wu.

There was a "rumbling" explosion in the air, and the tables, light bulbs, and floors within ten meters of the two fistfights were all shattered into powder!

People standing slightly closer were also knocked to the ground by the air waves.

Looking at Lord Wu again, he kept retreating, leaving dozens of one-centimetre-deep footprints under his feet. Only then did he get rid of the impact that stuck to his body.

Chen Xingran was still in the smoky air wave, because Chen Xingran covered his aura and no one could feel his presence.

"Is that kid dead?"

"He must be dead! Even a great innate warrior would be injured if he were to receive Lord Wu's punch."

"It's worth it for him to die at the hands of Lord Wu's famous stunt."

Feng Zhengguo and Jiang Di stared intently at the center of the dust-filled hall.

They kept praying in their hearts: "Don't let anything happen to Chen Xingran!"

But listening to the comments from people around them, they were also very unhappy.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and no one was seen.

"It looks like this kid fell down!"

"It's over, there's no fun to watch."

At this moment, a shadow flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, this shadow appeared in front of Lord Wu.

Lord Wu's eyes suddenly widened.

"Are you okay?"

Chen Xingran made another straight punch, and Wu Jueye blocked it with his left palm. Wu Jueye thought he could knock Chen Xingran away, but what he didn't expect was that Chen Xingran was like a magnet, unable to push him away at all.

open.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After the two exchanged punches for more than ten consecutive times, Wu Jueye still could not do anything to Chen Xingran. Wu Jueye was knocked out of breath by Chen Xingran's continuous punches, but Chen Xingran did not change his expression.

, as if there is still a lot of energy left.

The members of the martial arts organization behind Lord Wu were all shocked. The most powerful person in their minds, Lord Wu, was actually unable to win for a long time. Even Chen Xingran was suppressing Lord Wu.

Lord Wu became more and more strenuous, and he said in shock: "Impossible, you are only in your twenties, how could you be so strong!"

At this moment, Chen Xingran had already fought more than thirty moves with Lord Wu.

Chen Xingran thought to himself, Lord Wu is a warrior in the middle stage of Xiantian, and his full blow poses no threat to me at all.

It seems that my current strength is at least at its innate peak, or even higher.

Lord Wu relied on his body skills to forcefully distance himself from Chen Xingran, and he pulled out a short knife from his waist.

"I will never lose to you!"

"Since I can't defeat you with fists and kicks, let's compare weapons!"

When Lord Wu pulled out the short knife from his waist, the onlookers let out bursts of exclamations.

"This is a short sword made of hundreds of refined steel!"
Chapter completed!