With one blow, the domineering spirit is wanton. The violent fist force collapses layers of air and pushes forward.
When the disciples of the inner sect saw a new disciple of Lin Xuan, they even chose to fight Zhao Gang. It was even more ironic.
There are many people who sneer.
They don't have to think about it. They know that the new disciple's right arm has to be destroyed.
A new disciple still dares to fight with an old disciple on the seventh floor of the Qi realm like Zhao Gang. Isn't that how to find death?
Zhao Gang smiled grimly and added three points to his fist.
The next moment.
Under the attention of everyone on the court, the two fists collided with each other.
Boom!
A loud bang came out.
The afterwaves turned into ripples and scattered, shaking the disciples around them back again and again.
But the crowd did not care about these, and their eyes focused on the house to see the results.
However, the scream they expected did not ring.
When they saw the house, after a blow to regret, they retreated back.
But Lin Xuan just stepped back three steps and nothing happened in a flash.
His face was still cold, as if nothing had happened.
On the other side, Zhao Gang's face changed. He felt a powerful force coming, like thousands of waves, and he couldn't help retreating back.
After retreating more than ten meters, he hit the wall and made a dull noise before he stopped.
With a dull hum, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Now, a blow to regret, stand high and make a judgment!
Looking at this scene, all the disciples on the field were dumbfounded and stood in place, full of unbelievable.
It took a while for someone to react.
Hiss, hiss
Suddenly, a large area of air-conditioning sounded.
The field is also boiling in an instant.
"Lying trough, I didn't dream of aiming at it?"
"This new disciple kicked Zhao Gang back with one punch? And let Zhao Gang get hurt? "
"Is he really a new disciple at the level of Huaqi realm? How can there be such a new disciple who has changed Taiwan?! "
"Maybe Zhao Gang didn't use his real strength?"
"That's great!"
“.....”
The disciples talked one after another, and their eyes fell on Lin Xuan, full of shock.
They thought that under the hard regret, Lin Xuan should scream, fly out upside down and lose an arm.
That's normal.
But now, it's the opposite.
Lin Xuan had nothing to do. He stepped back and got hurt. It was Zhao Gang, an old internal expert on the seventh floor of the Qi realm.
Such a big gap between before and after made all the disciples dare not believe it.
Even now, I am deeply shocked.
A new disciple on the first floor of the gas realm can cross the sixth floor of the realm and bomb the old disciple on the seventh floor of the degenerated gas realm. These scenes are appalling!
In the inner door, it has not appeared for many years.
Even among today's more than 20 true disciples, few have done it when they were inner disciples.
But now, it actually happened in front of them.
They all felt as if they were a dream. They couldn't believe it. The vibration in their hearts could not be calmed for a long time.
On the court, Zhao Gang's younger brothers were also frightened.
Unexpectedly, their boss has always been invincible in this area. Today, he actually encountered a hard stubble.
The key is that the other party is still a new disciple.
It's terrible.
They all looked frightened and retreated again and again, without the arrogance and recklessness they had come before.
Several others ran to pick up Zhao Gang and hid behind him.
Only in this way can they feel a sense of security.
Zhao Gang also looked at Lin Xuan and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. His face was as gloomy as water.
He never thought that he would roll over in the hands of a new disciple.