บท 45: Tiger Tyrannical Fist!
The quarterfinals.
Xia Ping stood on the stage, and his other opponent was called Goldman. He was an expert at the sixth layer of the Martial Apprentice realm. He was also a regular in the school's top ten and had a great reputation.
The surrounding students held their breaths as they watched the two fight.
"Xia Ping!"
Goldman stared at Xia Ping and clenched his fists. "I don't know how you defeated Zhou Tai'an or what despicable means you used, but don't think you can defeat me so easily."
"I, Goldman Sachs, have trained in the intermediate martial arts technique, the Tiger Tyrannical Fist. The strength of my fist is incomparably fierce, not something that your previous opponents can compare to. "If you dare underestimate me, I can send you to the afterlife with one punch."
His face was very ferocious, and all the muscles on his body bulged up. It was as though he was made of steel. His entire body exuded a valiant aura, as though he were a ferocious tiger that had emerged from the depths of the forest.
In reality, he was not bragging. With the Tiger Tyrant Fist he cultivated, his attack power was second to none in the school. It was powerful and overbearing. Even Xiong Batian would have to bow before him.
Even if Xia Ping defeated Zhou Tai'an, he had absolute confidence that he would not lose to anyone.
"He cultivated the Tiger Tyrant Fist?"
Xia Ping's eyes lit up. This was good. This was good. The stronger the attack, the better. If the attack was weak, wouldn't it be useless to him?
He wanted a powerful opponent.
He raised his eyebrows and revealed a look of contempt. "Who doesn't know how to brag? Previously, Zhou Tai'an also braggingly said that he was number one in the school, but he was defeated by me with one punch."
"The Tiger Tyrannical Fist is indeed powerful, but it's useless if one isn't powerful. I heard that someone cultivated this tiger-tyrannical fist into a cute fist. "I wonder if you're like this."
"I'll sell your sister's cuteness!"
Upon hearing this, Goldman's lungs were about to explode. This kid's mouth was extremely vicious. He was the mighty and ferocious Tiger Tyrannical Fist, but after hearing this guy's words, he was acting cute.
He was one of the top students in the school and a Level Six apprentice. How could he practice a martial skill that was specially used to act cute? This was the greatest humiliation for him.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish."
With a loud bang, when the referee announced the start of the match, Goldman Sachs jumped out like a ferocious tiger. Clenching its fists, every muscle in its body tensed up, exuding explosive power.
The True Qi in his body exploded, as if it contained a thousand kilograms of force. He punched out, but Xia Ping did not dodge, allowing the other party's fist to hit him.
"What? This kid didn't dodge. "Is he trying to commit suicide?!" Goldman was shocked, but he couldn't withdraw his power now.
Dong!
His fist landed solidly on Xia Ping's chest, and energy shot out in all directions. It was as if a tiger's roar had appeared out of thin air, shaking the forest and even the entire arena. There was a feeling of being on the verge of collapse.
"Sigh, what a pity. I thought that this kid would be a good opponent after defeating Zhou Tai'an." Goldman looked up at the sky and sighed. "But I didn't expect him to be so stupid as to stand here and not move. He was punched by me. I reckon that this time, he will have to go to the hospital for four to five months before he can recover after the college entrance examination."
"What are you shouting for?"
Xia Ping stood where he was and circulated his Dark North Protective Body Art. He could feel the tremors of this immense power. The energy within his body was being rapidly refined, and he was enjoying the feeling of his strength constantly increasing. However, he didn't know why this fellow before him seemed to have stopped and was still putting on an act. He was a little displeased.
"Eh?" Upon hearing Xia Ping's voice, Gao Sheng was shocked. "What's going on? Why didn't you let out a shrill scream? "Why didn't you get sent flying by my punch and fall unconscious on the ground?"
Logically speaking, there was no reason for this kid not to be severely injured after being hit by his punch.
"You want me to scream and fall unconscious on the ground with this little strength of yours?" Xia Ping said disdainfully, "I've said it before, your fist technique can only be used to act cute." "It's not very useful."
Upon hearing this, Goldman was driven mad. He shouted, "Impossible! How can anyone not fall to the ground and scream after being punched by me? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" He simply couldn't accept this absurd fact.
He flipped out and clenched his fists like a storm. His huge fists landed on Xia Ping's body one after another. He was using all his strength.
Bang bang bang!!!
Every punch was like the morning bell and the evening drum, exploding with earth-shattering sounds. However, Xia Ping still stood where he was, with his hands behind his back. He did not even move a single step, allowing Goldman to attack.
In just five or six minutes, Goldman didn't even know how many punches he had thrown. One hundred punches, two hundred punches, or even three hundred punches. But this guy was still fine. Instead, he looked like he was enjoying himself.
"As expected of the school's most powerful attack powerhouse. Each fist's power is at least 3000 jins of strength. The huge vibrations temper my body and rapidly refine the energy within my body. "This fellow is simply the best candidate to assist my cultivation."
Xia Ping was extremely satisfied. He could feel the True Qi in his body increasing continuously. His dantian was filled with True Qi, and he felt like he was about to break through his sixth meridian and advance to the sixth level of Martial Apprentice.
"Eh? "The energy in my body is depleted?"
Soon, he realized that Goldman's attacks seemed to be getting weaker. In the end, it could no longer help him increase his strength.
He reckoned that after this attack, his body had already gotten used to the opponent's attacks. Furthermore, the energy of the golden potion had been completely refined, and he needed to take it again before he could cultivate again.
"It looks like we can only stop here today." Xia Ping knew that even if he continued fighting like this, he would be unable to continue increasing his cultivation.
But now, Goldman Sachs was panting and on the verge of collapse. He looked at Xia Ping in despair. "That's impossible. I've punched you two to three hundred times. Why are you fine? "Are you still human?"
"Like I said, your fists can only act cute." Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of an expert. "Even if I stand here and get hit by you without retaliating, I'll be fine."
"But since you've punched me so many times, I'll punch you too."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Ping raised his fist. His bones creaked and his muscles tensed. He took a horse's stance and twisted his waist. His strength was transmitted from bottom to top. The air vibrated.
He threw a punch at Goldman. Like a meteorite smashing into the ground, it was incomparably powerful and hit Goldman's chest ruthlessly.
"Ah!"
Gao Sheng immediately let out a shrill scream. Three of his ribs were broken in an instant, and the powerful force severely injured his internal organs.
His entire body was sent flying without any resistance. He flew for twenty to thirty meters before crashing heavily outside the ring. His neck tilted, and he fell unconscious.
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