A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 43: 1 punch!

The forty-third chapter is a punch!

Cui Zhenshan has been famous for a long time, and Chen Feng was a trash before. Recently, I heard that he seems to have improved by leaps and bounds.

However, the majority of people are still optimistic about Cui Zhenshan. After all, many people have never seen Chen Feng's performance, let alone believe it is true.

"Since you are so anxious to reincarnate, then I will fulfill you!"

Cui Zhenshan twisted his fists and smiled grimly.

Sun Xin stood in the stands and yelled frantically: "Big brother, kill Chen Feng for me! I want his dog's life!"

"One is more nonsense than one!"

Chen Feng said lightly, and suddenly he accelerated at his feet and rushed towards Cui Zhenshan.

Cui Zhenshan roared: "Good job!"

He condensed his qi with both hands, and he greeted him with a fist.

Cui Zhenshan's hands are condensed into cyan, and a wood-like texture appears, which looks like a wood carving.

An elder complimented to Elder Sun: "Senior Brother Sun, you are really good at teaching. Your disciple, the Aoki hand, is already done!"

Elder Sun is very proud, twisting his beard and smiling: "Yes, Zhenshan's Aoki hands, half a month ago, it was already done."

"The pain in both hands is completely lost, hard as fine iron, and with the characteristics of wood, the recovery speed is very fast, even if it is cut in half, it can quickly grow out."

He deliberately made a loud voice. When many disciples heard it, they all took a breath, and were very envious in their hearts.

What a powerful Aoki hand!

Although Aoki Shou is only a first-grade yellow martial art, it is not weak in fact, he has cultivated to the extreme, and his power is amazing.

Sun Xin is also a cultivator, but his realm is far worse than Cui Zhenshan.

Han Cong was also a little worried when he heard it. Looking at Chen Feng, a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Elder Sun glanced at him, and continued to smile to himself: "My apprentice, my talent is pretty good, and Aoki hands have been trained to the extreme by Zhenshan."

"This time, if he can make it into the top 100, I will prepare a third-grade yellow martial arts for him as a prize. It can be regarded as a little bit of my master."

The disciples around the ring were even more upset when they heard it.

Many people are thinking and want to worship Elder Sun.

At this moment, Chen Feng's fist collided with Cui Zhenshan's Aoki hand.

Aoki's hands are full of blueness, and it looks so powerful. And Chen Feng's fist was thin and white, and there was no abnormality in it. It was just an ordinary fist.

Many people in the audience thought that I could blow him out with one punch.

Han Cong was so nervous that he almost stood up.

Elder Sun smiled, his eyes were cold.

Sun Xin's excited face was distorted.

However, an unexpected scene happened for everyone.

The fists intersected and there was a huge explosion. Then, Cui Zhenshan let out a scream and flew out directly.

His palm was completely shattered, the palm was gone, only his bare wrist was left, and blood slowly oozing from the broken part of the wrist that had maintained the wooden texture.

Cui Zhen made a screaming scream from the mountain pass.

Chen Feng showed a trace of cruelty on his face, and without mercy, he flew up and hit Cui Zhenshan's chest with seven punches in a row without exception.

Cui Zhenshan flew directly out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground, like a pool of rotten meat, motionless.

"What? This is impossible!" Elder Sun suddenly stood up, his face full of disbelief.

Sun Xin stared at this scene blankly, completely silly.

A disciple rushed over, took a look at Cui Zhenshan's injury, and howled with a cry: "Master, big brother, big brother, he is dead!"

Cui Zhenshan was blasted in the chest by Chen Feng, and all the internal organs were shaken into sludge. It is strange not to die.

He opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky in disbelief. There was still a touch of horror and disbelief in his eyes.

The area around the ring is as quiet as a cemetery.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng, shocked.

"What kind of monster is this? Without using martial arts, he blasted the famous Cui Zhenshan with one punch?"

Han Cong stood up and laughed happily: "Elder Sun, the Aoki hands of Gao Tuo are really amazing. It is worthy of the accomplishment of cultivation! Admire! Admire!"

"This time, Elder Sun, you can save a third-rank yellow martial arts.~ IndoMTL.com~ Congratulations."

Elder Sun turned around and flew away with his sarcastic expression on his face.

He's staying here, he is also insulting himself.

Chen Feng looked at the referee and said, "Can I count as a winner?"

The referees were all dumbfounded, and he was shocked just now. When Chen Feng asked, he nodded, came to Cui Zhenshan, checked, and then announced loudly.

"Wai Zong competition, no eyes, life or death! The 74th round of the first round of the Foreign Zong competition, Cui Zhenshan died, Chen Feng wins! Advance to the next round!"

Chen Feng walked to the edge of the ring, staring at the disciple who had just laughed at him, and said lightly: "I said, it will swell your face."

Everyone's eyes fell on that disciple, making him feel ashamed to get into the ground.

He was also clever, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend Chen Feng. He slapped his face with a slap in the face, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and said loudly, "Brother Chen, I don’t know Taishan. You are a lot of people, don’t Have a general knowledge of me."