"I've fought with Meng Yangteng many times. He's ranked tenth on the Martial Arts Rankings while I'm ranked eleventh. I'm not his match, much less yours.”Xiong Xingyu shook his head and admitted that he was no match for him.
"Then why are you not convinced?" Zhou Ping looked at Xiong Xing Yu playfully.
"Because you only displayed your powerful internal strength.”Xiong Xingyu looked at Zhou Ping fearlessly.
"You said that body tempering and internal strength should go hand in hand, but you only showed powerful internal strength. I didn't see the strength of your body tempering. Therefore, I refuse to accept this!"
"Body tempering? Then how do you think I can verify my strength in body refinement?”Zhou Ping retracted his internal energy and stood where he was.
"It's very simple. As long as you don't use internal energy and can take three of my punches, I'll acknowledge your strength in body tempering.”Xiong Xingyu said loudly.
"Take three punches from you? Forget it, I'll let you be convinced." Zhou Ping hooked his finger at Xiong Xingyu.
"I punched!" Xiong Xing Yu roared and pounced on Zhou Ping.
"First punch!"
"Bang…"
Xiong Xingyu's fist landed on Zhou Ping's mouth. It felt like tofu hitting a steel plate, and a force bounced back in an even more violent way.
"Kacha…"
Xiong Xing Yu took a few steps back, his right hand drooping weakly.
Everyone hurriedly looked at Xiong Xingyu's right hand and saw that his right fist was a bloody mess. Not only that, Xiong Xingyu's right hand was obviously bent abnormally.
"It's broken…"
Senior Xiong's right hand is broken!"
"What's going on? Senior Xiong had punched him, but his hand was broken?”
"Cheating, he must have used his internal strength to protect himself.”
The crowd looked at Zhou Ping in disbelief, and many people shouted excitedly.
"Bullshit! Do you think I can't sense whether he's using his internal energy or not?”Xiong Xingyu roared at the crowd.
"You didn't use internal strength?"
"How is that possible?"
Hearing Xiong Xingyu's words, the crowd fell silent.
"Good. Among all the students, you are the first to make me feel inferior. Your body tempering skills are indeed extraordinary." Xiong Xingyu looked at Zhou Ping with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"So you admit defeat?" Zhou Ping was still smiling.
"I admit that I'm not as good as you, but admit defeat? Hehehe." Xiong Xingyu suddenly revealed a wretched smile.
"We agreed on three punches, but I only punched once. I won't admit defeat. It has been a long time since I met such a powerful expert in body refinement. Moreover, he could let me hit him without resisting. If I give up this opportunity, wouldn't I have a problem with my head?”
"Your right hand is already broken. What are you going to use?”
He did not expect that this Xiong Xingyu was actually a martial arts fanatic. Moreover, he was a shameless martial arts fanatic. Zhou Ping admired Xiong Xing Yu.
"Without my right hand, I still have my left hand. How was it? Can you still take a punch from my left hand?" Xiong Xingyu laughed out loud.
"Just come." Zhou Ping's interest was also piqued.
"Then you're ready. Ah…"
Xiong Xing Yu roared loudly. His entire left arm swelled up to a size that even his sleeve was torn.
" Take my punch, Mountain-Breaking Dragon Fist!"
Xiong Xingyu had used all his strength in this punch, and the momentum far surpassed the previous punch. Even the air whistled.
"So powerful. A student definitely can't take this punch, right?”Guan Zhengchu said in surprise.
"Meng Yangteng, are you sure you can take this punch? How did you beat Xiong Xingyu in the past?"
"I can't take this punch." Meng Yangteng looked at Xiong Xingyu's punch and sighed in disappointment.
"Xiong Xingyu broke through at the last minute. I'm no longer his match.”
"Then do you think this guy can take Xiong Xingyu's punch?”Guan Zhengchu asked with great interest.
"If I use my internal energy, I'll definitely be able to take it easily. But if I don't use internal strength, I don't know either.”
"Boom…"
Just as the two of them were talking, Xiong Xingyu's punch had already smashed into Zhou Ping's chest again.
"What was the result?"
"Senior Xiong didn't retreat this time!"
"Did we win?"
On the field, Xiong Xingyu still maintained his punching posture, his fist sticking to Zhou Ping's mouth.
Xu Xiaoxuan clenched her fists nervously, her eyes filled with worry.
Puff! Puff!
Blood spurted out from Xiong Xingyu's left arm. Starting from his fist, his muscles burst open, revealing a terrifying wound.
"Kacha…"
Xiong Xingyu's entire left arm had completely lost control and hung down.
Senior Xiong…lost?"
Looking at the terrifying wound on Xiong Xingyu's left arm, many freshmen could not help but close their eyes.
"I lost…"
Bean-sized beads of sweat covered Xiong Xingyu's forehead. The intense pain made Xiong Xingyu's voice tremble.
"Admit defeat? You still have a third punch." Zhou Ping's eyes also revealed a hint of admiration. If this kind of injury was placed on an ordinary person, it would have already been painful to death. However, Xiong Xingyu could still remain calm. If it wasn't for the sweat on his forehead that betrayed him, he wouldn't have been able to endure the immense pain.
"No need. My fists are crippled. If I continue to fight, I can only use my legs. I don't want to be carried out. I admit defeat. I admit defeat wholeheartedly." Xiong Xingyu shook his head and gave up on the third punch.
"Give me an address. I'll get someone to send you some medicine later.”Zhou Ping admired Xiong Xing Yu more and more. He could endure such intense pain, and there was no unwillingness or resentment in his eyes. Instead, he felt joy. A person with such a temperament would definitely have great achievements in the future as long as he did not die prematurely.
"I have medicine." Xiong Xing Yu said.
"But it's definitely not as good as mine." Zhou Ping's words were filled with no room for refusal.
"Alright." In the end, Xiong Xingyu didn't refuse and told him his dormitory address.
"So now, who is still not convinced?”
Nodding at Xiong Xingyu, Zhou Ping looked around again.
Wu Jingxian moved and was about to step forward when she felt a palm coming from beside her. Wu Jingxian quickly turned to the side and saw Guan Zhengjie had already stepped out.
"School belle Wu, let me go first for this round.”Guan Zhengchu smiled at Wu Jingxian and looked at Zhou Ping.
"What's wrong? You want to fight me?" Zhou Ping looked at Guan Zhengchu. Guan Zhengchu gave him the feeling that he was even weaker than Meng Yangteng.
"No, no, no! I don't dare to fight you." Guan Zhengjie waved his hands at Zhou Ping's question.
"Then why did you stand out?" Zhou Ping asked doubtfully.
"Although I won't fight you, it doesn't mean that I won't compete with you.”Guan Zhengjie smiled.
"Didn't you say that peerless talent can make people master any cultivation technique in a short time?”
"I want to compete with you in hidden weapons."
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