Yin Yang Taiji Fist!
Lu Chenfeng finally used his trump card at the critical moment!
In an instant, Lu Chenfeng's body emitted a strange force. All the wind and pressure from the fist stopped in front of this strange force.
At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped.
Everyone looked at Lu Chenfeng in horror.
Lu Chenfeng clenched his fists and slashed to the side. That mysterious and strange energy also moved along with it. The fierce wind and pressure of the Great Strength Mountain Penetrating Fist unexpectedly turned to the side and brushed past Lu Chenfeng.
Boom!
The powerful fist wind of the Great Strength Mountain Penetrating Fist hit a house behind Lu Chenfeng. Immediately, mud and tiles flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky. The entire house collapsed without any suspense.
"How is this possible?"
Lu Wantong stood rooted to the ground in a daze. He was so shocked that he could not speak. He was certain that his Mountain Penetrating Fist was indeed aimed at Lu Chenfeng.
But at the critical moment, a strange force suddenly deflected his fist wind.
"What martial technique are you using? Why is it so strange?”
Although Lu Wantong was knowledgeable and experienced in battle, he was still a genius. However, he had never seen such a strange martial technique before.
Lu Chenfeng smiled but did not answer. It was his first time using the Yin Yang Taiji Fist, so he didn't use many of the exquisite powers.
Otherwise, the rebound of the fist wind would not have collapsed the house behind him, but would have directly hit Lu Wantong.
"Lu Wantong, what other abilities do you have?”Lu Chenfeng stood proudly on the spot, raised his head arrogantly, and said provocatively.
Now, the roles of the two of them had actually been swapped.
"Good, very good!"
Lu Wantong gritted his teeth. He laughed sinisterly, his eyes bloodshot as he said fiercely,"Lu Chenfeng, you're indeed very powerful. I have to admit that you are worthy of me using all my strength to deal with you!”
Lu Wantong roared and threw three punches in Lu Chenfeng's direction. These three punches were swift and fierce, and their auras were terrifying. Without exception, they were all eighth-grade martial techniques!
"Great Strength Mountain Penetrating Fist!"
"Nine Heavens Tyrant Dragon Fist!"
"Taizu Heaven Shattering Fist!"
The three fist techniques were fiercer and more overbearing than the previous one. The violent fist wind whistled and filled every inch of space in the world. It was impossible to dodge and impossible to guard against.
An eighth-grade martial technique was an existence that every martial artist dreamed of. However, no one had expected that Lu Wantong had actually mastered three eighth-grade martial techniques.
Moreover, he was injured, yet he was actually able to unleash three eighth-grade martial techniques in a row. Lu Wantong's strength was truly too terrifying. The title of number one among the younger generation of Xuanwu City was well-deserved!
Lu Chenfeng's lips curled into a faint smile. Three Level Eight martial arts techniques were terrifyingly powerful. No matter which martial technique he was hit by, there was no hope of him surviving.
However, at this moment, Lu Chenfeng was extremely calm. He clenched his fists tightly. A Yin Yang Tai Chi pattern appeared in his mind and slowly rotated.
The fist grasped the two elements, and the heart contained Tai Chi.
This was the supreme concept of the Yin and Yang Taiji Fist.
At the critical moment of life and death, Lu Chenfeng had comprehended the essence of the Yin and Yang Taiji Fist. As long as he slowly comprehended it, he would be able to cultivate the Yin and Yang Taiji Fist to perfection.
"Break!"
Lu Chenfeng clenched his fists and his body spun like a Tai Chi. The violent wind from the fist and the overbearing pressure strangely missed and brushed past Lu Chenfeng's body!
Boom! Boom!
Two violent explosions rang out in succession. The violent fist force of the Great Strength Mountain Penetrating Fist and the Nine Heavens Tyrant Dragon Fist was rebounded by Lu Chenfeng and hit two houses not far away.
As for the last martial technique, the fist force of the Ancestral Sky-Shattering Fist was reflected by Lu Chenfeng's Yin and Yang Taiji Fist, and it directly bombarded Lu Wantong.
"How is this possible?"
Lu Wantong looked at the fist force that he had sent out, but it had strangely returned and was heading toward him. His mouth was wide open, and he stood rooted to the ground, forgetting to dodge.
Boom!
The violent fist wind bombarded down mercilessly. Lu Wantong let out a shrill scream. His entire body was like a rag sack as he flew more than ten meters away and crashed into a house of the Lu Clan.
In an instant, the house collapsed and smoke flew everywhere.
"What martial skill is this? It can actually damage martial skills?”
"It can even reflect an Eighth Stage martial skill. It's too terrifying.”
"Could it be that this is the legendary immortal technique? Did Lu Chenfeng have a Dharma treasure protecting him?”
Looking at the scene in front of them, the Lu family disciples were dumbfounded. They had long been numb from the shock. They really couldn't figure out what could reflect an Eighth Stage martial skill.
This was completely beyond their understanding. It seemed that only an omnipotent immortal could do it. Therefore, they secretly concluded that Lu Chenfeng had a Celestial treasure protecting him.
The dust gradually dispersed. Lu Wantong was covered in blood as he lay among the messy gravel. His eyes were listless as he looked at the sky. A golden inner armor could be seen under the torn clothes.
This was a Spirit Tool inner armor. If not for the protection of this inner armor, Lu Wantong would have been killed more than ten times.
Lu Chenfeng slowly walked up to Lu Wantong and looked at his empty eyes and dejected expression. He could not help but sigh.
A genius like Lu Wantong was filled with pride. But at the same time, he couldn't bear setbacks, nor could he bear even one failure.
"Lu Wantong, you lost."
Lu Chenfeng's tone was extremely calm. There was not a trace of joy in his voice. Ever since he had comprehended the concept and essence of the Yin and Yang Taiji Fist, his state of mind had been calm and peaceful.
After a long time, Lu Wantong's empty eyes gradually regained focus. He used all his strength to prop himself up and stood up shakily. He laughed self-deprecatingly and said,"I lost? Haha!"
Lu Wantong raised his head and laughed loudly. His eyes were bloodshot. The expression on his face suddenly became distorted and unspeakably ferocious. He said,"No, impossible! I, Lu Wantong, am the number one person among the younger generation of Xuanwu City, the youngest Templar. How could I possibly lose to a nameless second-generation heir like you? Lu Chenfeng, I didn't want to kill you. However, you have repeatedly crossed my bottom line. Today, you will definitely die!"
Lu Wantong roared. With a wave of his hand, a flash of light shot out from his sleeve. It was a three-foot-long sword, but strangely, it did not have a hilt. It spat out a dense sword light that tore through the air and shot out.
The three-foot-long sword came at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed a distance of dozens of meters and arrived in front of Lu Chenfeng. The sharp sword qi was about to kill him!
"Lu Chenfeng, be careful! This is a flying sword spirit weapon!" Mo Li's anxious voice sounded from the bottom of Lu Chenfeng's heart.
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