As everyone was watching with frowns on their faces, the distance between the two people also shortened.

Seeing that Chen Qingmeng did not dodge or evade, but was ready to take his move head-on, Fei Zhengyang gradually revealed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

In this way, he wouldn't have to use the second variation of this fighting skill.

But when a human-shaped shadow gradually appeared behind Chen Qingmeng, Fei Zhengyang's pupils shrank.

Could this be the Sun family's Acala? For this martial art, these affiliated families were very familiar with it.

However, after watching it carefully, Fei Zhengyang quickly noticed the difference, because the image behind Chen Qingmeng was not a Dharma image condensed by the internal energy, and the phantom was in the position of clenching a fist, which was obviously not the earth-level combat skill.

But this sudden change also made Fei Zhengyang's expression a little more serious, but the force of his feet became more powerful.

No matter what means the opponent uses, he will definitely take down the opponent with this kick!

Just when his feet were about to hit Chen Qingmeng's heart, Chen Qingmeng finally moved again.

He slightly retracted his hand, then suddenly punched straight at Fei Zhengyang's legs.

When Chen Qingmeng swung his fist, the human-shaped shadow behind him also moved with it.

Powerful energy and blood force suddenly burst out from this punch.

"Bang!"

The collision of the qi and blood power of both sides instantly caused waves on the ring.

The next moment, everyone saw Fei Zhengyang, who had been so powerful just now, somersaulted twice in the air and landed on the ground again.

“He actually blocked it!”

"What kind of fighting skill is this? I'm afraid it has at least reached the highest level, right?"

The onlookers cried out in surprise. If it were them, they would definitely not be able to block this attack.

This also made many family members more curious about this battle, and even attracted the attention of many members of the Cui and Sun families under another arena.

Fei Zhengyang, who missed the target, did not rush to continue attacking. Instead, he looked at Chen Qingmeng in front of him with a serious face and asked:

"What kind of fighting skill is this?"

Chen Qingmeng replied calmly:

"It's just the family's entry-level fighting skills!"

Fei Zhengyang had an ugly look on his face, feeling humiliated by Chen Qingmeng's words. He was using the family's signature skills, which was undoubtedly a mockery of his Fei family's signature fighting skills that were not as good as the Chen family's entry-level fighting skills!

Fei Zhengyang no longer suppressed the anger in his heart and attacked Chen Qing again.

Below, the elder of the Fei family had a gloomy expression.

As members of the family, they knew better than others the power of the family's 'Spreading Wings of the Great Peng', not to mention that this fighting skill could also have a second transformation during the attack.

But just now Fei Zhengyang was actually knocked away. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact he was already at a disadvantage.

Moreover, when Fei Zhengyang paused just now, his legs trembled slightly, which shows that the power of that punch must not be that simple.

The subsequent fight between the two also confirmed this.

After that, Fei Zhengyang no longer fought head-on, but instead used his family's flexible fighting skills to move around, trying to find Chen Qingmeng's weaknesses.

Even after seeing Chen Qingmeng swinging his fist, he started to dodge in advance, which shows the shock brought by that punch just now.

After several rounds of fighting, Fei Zhengyang dodged another punch to the face. With lingering fear in his heart, he immediately distanced the two of them and said angrily:

"Can you try a different fighting style instead of just using this boxing technique?"

Chen Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, but then nodded:

"good!"

Seeing Chen Qingmeng nodded in agreement, Fei Zhengyang was a little surprised. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him actually agreed.

In that case, don't blame him for being rude.

As long as he doesn't use this set of boxing techniques, he is confident that he can defeat the opponent with his family's fighting skills.

But Chen Qingmeng's next sentence quickly made Fei Zhengyang stunned.

"Then I'll use another set of boxing skills!"

Fei Zhengyang's anger regenerates:

"Is that all you know how to do?"

Chen Qingmeng nodded:

"I am stupid and can only practice some simple boxing techniques."

Fei Zhengyang's face flushed. This man was naturally stupid, yet he was able to practice his fighting skills to perfection. How could those who claimed to be geniuses in the tribe survive?

He must make the arrogant boy in front of him pay the price.

However, what Fei Zhengyang didn't know was that Chen Qingmeng had never learned the family's earth-level combat skills, and had not even learned the Blood-Sealing Finger that was all the rage among the family members. After practicing the family's Taizu Changquan to perfection, he turned to learn another style of boxing in the family.

Seeing the shadow condensed behind Chen Qingmeng dissipate, he was really preparing to change his boxing style, which made many people below the ring look a little dazed.

Through the battle just now, they all realized that although the fighting skills used by Chen Qingmeng were not of high grade, they were extremely powerful after being practiced to perfection. With the bonus of the phantom behind him, Fei Zhengyang was unable to resist at all and could not even get close to him.

It would undoubtedly be too naive to abandon one's own advantages and change combat skills at this moment.

It seems that there are not many smart people in the Chen family.

Fei Zhengyang reorganized his thoughts upon seeing this, and with a slight jump, he leaped into the air again, using his family's fighting skill 'Spreading Wings of the Great Peng', and swooped down towards Chen Qingmeng in the same posture.

The battle situation seemed to have returned to its initial stage.

Chen Qingmeng clenched his fist again, but this time he used not the family's Taizu Changquan, but the family's Big Dipper Fist.

Although it is only the lower grade of the Xuan level, with Chen Qingmeng's diligent study and hard practice, this fighting skill has also been practiced to the great perfection level!

When it was performed at this moment, seven illusory stars instantly appeared around his body, forming the Big Dipper.

As Chen Qingmeng swung his fist, the seven stars gathered together, and the surging power gathered in his fists again.

"Bang."

Still the familiar figure, still the same posture.

Fei Zhengyang swooped down again, still without any power to fight back, and was knocked out again, but this time he was knocked directly under the ring and never stood up again.

When the elders of the Fei family rushed over to check, they found that Fei Zhengyang was already on the verge of death and had nearly died from this punch.

Upon seeing this, the elder of the Fei family immediately scolded:

"It's just a duel, why did your Chen family take such a heavy hand?!"

Chen Qingmeng replied calmly:

"He was the one who asked me to change my boxing style."

Hearing this, several elders of the Fei family became even more angry. They immediately walked towards another arena, ready to tell the people of the Sun family about the matter and ask the Sun family to make a decision for them.

However, before he could take any action, he saw a figure flying out from under another arena.

That was the warrior from the Cui family who had just come on stage. At this moment, the warrior from the Cui family was also vomiting blood, and his injuries seemed to be more serious than those of his family members.

At the same time, Sun Simiao's faint voice came to my ears:

"It is inevitable that some people will get injured during a fight. I hope Elder Cui will not mind."

Cui Ling looked unhappy and snorted coldly, but didn't say much.