The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 344
Ling Han's physique was extremely strong — had formed the Rock Cliff Body, his body was like a rock, hard to be damaged by sharp weapons. However, the main force of Yang Chong's attack came from shock, as if it was shocking his entire body to pieces.
For example, a sword slashing a stone could only explode a bunch of sparks, and while the stone remained unharmed, the tip of the blade would instead be bent. However, was the hammer used to destroy it? Then it is quite possible to crush the stone into a pile of rubble.
That's the problem now. A wound immediately appeared on Ling Han's hand, and his entire right arm was flushed completely; it was blood that soaked his clothes.
Ling Han grimaced. He was somewhat arrogant, assuming that when he formed the Rock Cliff Body, he could look down on people of the same level. This attack really taught him a big lesson.
He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the tip of the spear.
"Brave!" Yang Chong snorted. His nickname was the Little Overlord Spear; who could snatch his spear?
He thrust the spear hard. Pu, pu, pu, pu, six flashes of Spear Qi were produced and turned into six silver spear tips that pierced Ling Han's shoulders, throat, chest, and face.
Ling Han smiled slightly — will he suffer a second time?
Fist Qi exploded, and six silver-colored fists appeared, shooting towards Spear Qi.
Peng, peng, peng, peng, muffled sounds echoed as the tip of the spear and the silver fist clashed. It seemed obvious that the spearhead was completely annihilated but the silver-colored fist had energy left, continuing to travel long before it was destroyed by the gusts brought about by the long spear.
Hissing!
Everyone is surprised. What is Qi? That strength and martial intent were combined; without a corresponding understanding of martial arts, Qi would not be strong. With only martial comprehension and no strength, the Qi would also not be strong.
Thus, the Qi collision was the simplest and unadorned impact that could not be faked; it was a clash of hard power.
Ling Han Qi was forcibly suppressing Yang Chong's Spear Qi; what did this prove?
Kick ass!
"What's more surprising is that the spear triggered Yang Chong's Qi Spear that – spears were Spirit Tools, right? —But Han Ling's fist, which was triggered completely without weapons, was triggered completely, being able to suppress the Spear Qi fired by him, proved that Han Ling's spear of martial intent was far above Yang Chong! "
Someone sees what is deeper. There was no doubt as they were elites among the younger generation in the Winter Moon Sect, and had intelligent eyes.
"This freak!"
"He's only nineteen, wait until he reaches the age of twenty-nine — what height will he reach?"
"He might be recruited by a large army in a central state like Zhu Xuan Er?"
"Bah, he better rely on medicinal pills."
The majority were shocked, but some were insulting, thinking that all Ling Han achieved was due to the medicinal pills; if they could also receive coaching with endless medicinal pills, that was, they would definitely be stronger than Ling Han.
These people were obviously envious.
Ling Han grabbed the tip of the spear; the Rock Cliff's Body, above Origin Power, kept his hands, and the veins-like lines spread out, radiating brightly.
Yang Chong pulled his spear, but found that his spear seemed to be rooted in Ling Han's hand, completely motionless. A horrifying look appeared in his eyes; he stopped pulling, and simply poured all his strength on the spear, pressing towards Ling Han.
He could not believe that, with such a push, Ling Han could still as if nothing had happened while holding the spear with his bare palm.
One should know that his spear was a Fourth Level Spirit Tool!
Ling Han snorted and shook his right arm, forcefully pushing the spear to the side. Yang Chong poured out all his strength, so when the power that was holding him down disappeared, he instantly fell forward uncontrollably.
Yang Chong's expression changed drastically. If he were to bump into her, it would be noticeable as he smashed his face into Ling Han's fist. However, he had just used his full strength to push forward, so how could he stop this momentum?
Teng, teng, teng, with quick steps, he smashed into Ling Han's fist.
Teng, teng, teng, with quick steps, he smashed into Ling Han's fist.
From another person's point of view, this scene was very strange .. Ling Han raised his fist long ago, and Yang Chong was as if he was possessed, bumping into him with his face of his own accord; moreover, Yang Chong was as if he was possessed, it was done with all his might.
When the cheeks and fists were about to close contact, everyone closed their eyes, unable to see.
Yang Chong's face was twisted. He didn't want to, but he really couldn't stop!
The peng!
His face smashed into Ling Han's fist, and under the powerful collision, he immediately spun rapidly to one side, almost breaking his neck.
Fortunately, with this external force, he could instead control his body right now. He hurriedly stepped down with his feet, forcefully stopping the momentum.
But how could a face compare to a fist? Not to mention Ling Han's fist was refined by an Indestructible Heaven Scroll, as hard as a rock. The result of this direct exchange was that the right side of his cheek bulged, making him look like a pig's head.
One side is like a pig's head, and the other side is completely normal. Seeing such a sharp difference, one could not help but laugh, and some people laughed.
Ling Han also laughed. "Junior Brother Who is very brave and fierce, actually used your face to strike my fist. Yours, my respect! Could it be that Junior Brother Yang is planning to leave the spear and cultivate the legendary iron-faced art?"
Being ridiculed like this, Yang Chong was naturally enraged with anger, but no matter how one looked at him, it seemed like he was using his face to clench Ling Han's fists. Ling Han stood still and he was the one who approached him of his own accord.
'Damn it, this fucking motherfucker!'
'Damn it, this fucking motherfucker!'
Yang Chong calmed himself down, brandished the silver spear, and said, "The results have not been decided yet, don't be too happy too soon."
"Hmm, you can justify and speak with such an excuse while looking like a pig head, the legendary iron-faced art of Junior Brother Yang has already somewhat succeeded," Ling Han continued to mock.
"Damn!" Yang Chong could not take it anymore. He swept out a long spear, charging frantically at Ling Han with the same old trick.
Ling Han suffered once and would not accept it again unless he formed the Iron Sheet Body. With a body like a piece of metal, he probably wouldn't be afraid of such a direct exchange. He laughed out loud and said, "In three moves, I'll get you down on your knees and sing the victory song!"
"Omong empty! T!" Yang Chong gained knowledge through pain; he would not give Ling Han the opportunity to take his spear as he swung the long spear in a circle smoothly and quickly.
Ling Han went straight in. Under the Eye of Truth, would moving only at the seventh layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier have no flaws? He attacked in front of Yang Chong from an unimaginable route, fired a punch, and said, "The advantage of the spear is in long-range attacks and great power from sweeping, but at close range, the, the long spear had not been widely used and was just a burden! "
Yang Chong clenched his teeth, and made his left hand available to fend off Ling Han's fist.
The peng!
He immediately staggered and retreated. However, he was smart, thinking of utilizing this retarded momentum to increase the distance between him and Ling Han before setting up a counterattack. However, how could he use such a small trick in front of Ling Han?
Ling Han followed him like his own shadow. Peng, peng, peng, he threw two punches in a row and sent Yang Chong flying.
As expected, he only used three moves.