C423 Purple Emperor Fist
C423 Purple Emperor Fist
Zhou Shulei, who was standing behind Chen Yusoong, asked cautiously. Although his voice was soft, it was just enough for the surrounding Heavenly Court members to hear him. All of them perked up their ears and looked at Chen Yusoong.
Chen Yusoong cursed in his heart, "I also want to know." However, on the surface, he said with a smile, "Heavenly Emperor must be stronger than that person."
"Why?" Zhou Shulei was slightly stunned and quickly asked.
In his heart, Chen Yusoong had already greeted Zhou Shulei's ancestors eighteen generations ago. How could he possibly know the reason? Initially, when he said 'the Heavenly Emperor must be stronger than that person', it was considered the end. But now, Zhou Shulei asked why.
If he couldn't answer the question, the morale of the Heavenly Court would instantly hit rock bottom. At that time, even if Hsu Yi won, he was afraid that he would be defeated by the people of the three gangs.
After racking his brain for a long time, he said with a confident expression, "The Spirit Level Martial Cultivator is also divided into early, middle, and late stages. That person is obviously just an early Yellow Rank expert. As for our Heavenly Emperor, how can he be compared to a mere early Yellow Rank expert?"
The surrounding people came to a realization.
Zhou Shulei muttered, "However, the Heavenly Emperor is still so young. I heard that it's not easy for a Early Yellow Rank warrior to reach the Late Yellow Rank..."
Chen Yusoong even had the intention to kill Zhou Shulei. He quickly turned his head away and pretended not to hear what Zhou Shulei said. Lin Jingyu and Hsu Yi had already started fighting.
Lin Jingyu was very fast, and the Boxing Arts was very orthodox. He fought very seriously. On the contrary, Hsu Yi could do whatever he wanted. He was not like Lin Jingyu, who only relied on the Boxing Arts.
Fortunately, Lin Jingyu's Boxing Arts had almost reached the point of perfection. Otherwise, he might have been defeated in an instant.
Seeing Hsu Yi being suppressed and beaten, the faces of everyone in the Heavenly Court changed slightly.
Especially Chen Yusoong. He didn't expect that Hsu Yi would be so vulnerable in Lin Jingyu's hands. He didn't even have the chance to fight back.
"It's all Spirit Level Martial Cultivator. It seems like the difference between them is really huge!" Du Ziteng said with a sentimental expression.
At this moment, everyone thought that Hsu Yi would definitely lose.
Only Lin Jingyu, who was involved in the fight, became more and more frightened as he fought.
Because on the surface, it seemed like he was the one who had been suppressing Hsu Yi, and only he himself knew it the best.
That was because Hsu Yi had never fought back. He had been fighting for a long time, but he hadn't even touched Hsu Yi's sleeve.
Indeed, Hsu Yi hadn't fought back.
He hadn't been in this world for long, and had only met two experts.
Unlike these people, there were more or less people who would guide him from behind. He could only rely on himself to constantly explore and gradually understand the so-called Spirit Level Martial Cultivator in this world.
He had already learned from Chen Yusoong that the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator's endurance was astonishing. However, he believed that this was not the unique characteristic of the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator.
Especially after watching Zhuge Yuer and the others fight, because none of them relied on their endurance to fight. If the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator only relied on endurance, then in Hsu Yi's eyes, it was the combat strength of a fool.
"You are not the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator?" Lin Jingyu looked at Hsu Yi with a shocked expression and asked.
Hsu Yi did not answer Lin Jingyu's question. Instead, he was hesitating whether he should use his body to resist Lin Jingyu's Boxing Arts.
"Damn it, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't be able to find the tiger's den."
Seeing Lin Jingyu's punch coming at him, Hsu Yi didn't dodge it this time. Instead, he welcomed it with his fist. When he saw that Hsu Yi finally stopped dodging, Lin Jingyu's eyes lit up.
Hsu Yi wanted to know the strength of the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator in this world. He also wanted to know Hsu Yi's strength.
The two fists collided.
A hidden force came from Lin Jingyu's fist. Hsu Yi, who didn't use the Purple Emperor Fist, was sent flying away.
Seeing Hsu Yi being forced back by Lin Jingyu's punch, the faces of all the Heavenly Court's members changed dramatically. ...
Lin Jingyu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't feel any inner strength from Hsu Yi's body. The corner of his mouth revealed a playful smile and said with a cold smile.
"So you are not a Spirit Level Martial Cultivator. You should only be a Peak Martial Cultivator, right? However, your movement technique is very powerful, which is why you are regarded as a Spirit Level Martial Cultivator.
However, no matter how powerful the Peak Martial Cultivator is, it's impossible for it to be a match for the Spirit Level Martial Cultivator. You're destined to die here today. "
After listening to Lin Jingyu's words, even Chen Yusoong's face turned ashen in an instant.
He knew that it was impossible, because he had clearly felt Hsu Yi's inner strength.
It was impossible for Hsu Yi to not have inner strength.
But now, Hsu Yi was lying on the ground. For a moment, Chen Xuesong's expression changed.
However, he didn't believe Lin Jingyu's words. He believed his own feelings. He didn't believe that Hsu Yi was only good at movement techniques.
A powerful movement technique could overturn the entire Immortality Association?
Although he didn't know what Hsu Yi's goal was, he believed that Hsu Yi was definitely a Spirit Level Martial Cultivator.
After figuring it out, he ran towards Hsu Yi without any hesitation. Without his help, Hsu Yi had already stood up, but his face was slightly pale.
Seeing that Hsu Yi was fine, Chen Yusoong heaved a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Heavenly Emperor, are you alright?"
Hsu Yi shook his head.
He had a rough idea of what was going to happen.
His inner strength was about the same as his Purple Emperor Fist Purple Thunder.
However, Lin Jingyu's inner strength could not be compared to the strength of the seventh level of the Purple Emperor Fist. At most, he could reach the fourth level of the Purple Emperor Fist.
Hsu Yi estimated in his heart that if he used all of his strength, he would probably be able to fight a Late Period of Spirit Level warrior.
However, after witnessing Zhuge Yuer's exquisite sword technique, he wasn't sure if there was a sword technique that was more exquisite than Zhuge Yuer and the others. Boxing Arts?
After all, Chen Yusoong knew that there were 3,000 types of martial arts in this world.
Seeing Hsu Yi lowering his head in silence, Lin Jingyu thought he was afraid. The sneer on his face became bigger and bigger. He did not rush to teach Hsu Yi a lesson, but said condescendingly:
"If you kneel down now and kowtow to me three times, I can spare your life today. How about it?"
"That's all of your strength?" Hsu Yi slowly raised his head and asked after hearing Lin Jingyu's voice.
Lin Jingyu was stunned. After a long time, he sneered and said, "What? Do you think my strength is too small and doesn't make you feel comfortable?"
"It is indeed a little too small." Hsu Yi nodded seriously.
Lin Jingyu's facial expression changed. Obviously, Hsu Yi's words were a naked insult to him. He waved his hand and rushed towards Hsu Yi again. He said coldly, "Kid, you are courting death."
Since he had already understood the situation, Hsu Yi didn't want to waste any more time talking to Lin Jingyu.
Seeing Lin Jingyu throwing another punch at him, Hsu Yi didn't try to dodge it this time. He also threw another punch at Lin Jingyu.
However, this time, he didn't use his bare hands. Instead, it was... the seventh Purple Emperor Fist Explosion!