"My hand!"
“My hand is broken!”
Wang Junfei's eyes were red, and he collapsed to the ground in pain, wailing.
He never expected that Li Zhiming had such great strength that he caught him off guard.
"Um?!"
When the scarred man saw this scene, his brows slightly frowned and his expression suddenly became serious.
Just one move was enough to crush Wang Junfei's palm.
One can imagine how strong Li Zhiming is.
Although his cultivation was abolished, his combat power should be comparable to that of a ninth-grade warrior.
Martial artists who are not at the ninth level cannot fight against it at all.
No wonder Wang Zi suffered a defeat at the hands of Li Zhiming.
"You're looking for death, and you dare to fight back!"
Seeing this, the young man with a flat head clenched his fist angrily and was about to rush towards Li Zhiming.
"You are no match for him, let me do it."
The scarred man stopped his younger brother and walked towards Li Zhiming.
“As expected of a former inner sect disciple, even after your cultivation was abolished, you still have a good fighting ability. However, your strength is barely enough to deal with the two brothers Wang Junfei, but it is still not enough in front of me.”
The scarred man rubbed his hands together, his tone full of disdain.
"Such a lot of nonsense, you need to act quickly, I'm still waiting to go to bed."
Li Zhiming looked at the scarred man expressionlessly, not taking him seriously at all.
He is now in the early eighth rank, and even if he is in the middle eighth rank, he may not be able to defeat me, not to mention that this scarred man is only in the ninth rank.
"Li Zhiming, you are so crazy!"
"But I'll let you know, no matter who you were in the past, once you're in Xuyuan Prison, even if you're a tiger you'll have to stay in my den!" A hint of coldness flashed across the scarred man's eyes.
The next second, he rushed out suddenly, with strong energy fluctuations bursting out from his body.
Li Zhiming looked at the scarred man rushing towards him and punched him directly.
The punch was powerful and heavy, mixed with fierce internal energy, and it set off a sharp whistling sound in the wind.
Bang~!
When the two streams of true qi of different colors collided, a gust of air was created, blowing the hair of both people into flying shapes.
"Very good, you are qualified to be my opponent!"
The scarred man realized that Li Zhiming's strength was no weaker than his own, and immediately revealed an excited smile.
Unexpectedly, he would find someone who was on par with himself among the jailers on the first floor.
You know, he is now in the late ninth level.
After the Xuyuan Prison assessment three months later, he can be directly promoted to a patrol disciple. If he is lucky, he can return to the sect and escape from the sea of suffering.
Swish~!
The force of the impact forced the two apart.
The scarred man slid back several meters and then stopped beside Wang Junfei and the other man.
"Take Wang Junfei to the door and guard it. Let me teach this bra a lesson tonight."
"Li Zhiming, my name is Chen Chong, remember this!"
As soon as Chen Chong finished speaking, she rushed towards Li Zhiming again, with her fists covered with flaming energy.
Swish~!
A punch was thrown, and the wind from the fist was whistling.
Li Zhiming dodged sideways, and his fist passed by his face. The red flame burned the two strands of hair on his forehead into ashes.
Chen Chong's attack failed, so she turned around and punched with a whip.
This punch was thrown with all the force. If it hits the opponent, he will faint on the spot.
Seeing this, Li Zhiming took skillful steps and easily dodged the punch.
“So fast!”
Seeing this, Chen Chong frowned into a "川" shape.
Li Zhiming's actions and reaction speed far exceeded his expectations.
Judging from previous battles, even a ninth-grade late-stage warrior of the same level could not dodge his attacks so easily.
"Wind Step!"
Chen Chong directly used the most common martial arts outside of the Zhenyuan Sect, the yellow-level elementary "Wind Piercing Step"!
As long as one is a disciple of Zhenyuan Sect, no matter if he is from the inner or outer sect, or a menial worker, or a jailer in Xuyuan Prison, etc., he can practice.
Chen Chong's speed suddenly increased, and her feet seemed to be walking on the wind.
Swish~!
Chen Chong raised her arm and chopped towards Li Zhiming with her palm filled with burning flames.
"Li Zhiming, I wonder how you can hide this time?"
Facing Chen Chong's fierce attack, Li Zhiming's mouth corners slightly raised.
The late ninth rank was still too weak, and there was no way to arouse my interest at all.
He is tired of playing!
Huh~!
As the sound of the palm wind rang out, Chen Chong thought she had hit Li Zhiming's neck.
But the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Because he found that his move was easily blocked by Li Zhiming, and he also saw that Li Zhiming's palm had locked his wrist at some point!
"What the hell!"
Chen Chong secretly thought that something was wrong.
The next second, a huge force rushed in.
Chen Chong felt like he was wrestling with a rhinoceros. After just a few breaths, he could no longer hold on. His feet left the ground and he was pulled over by Li Zhiming.
“You are too weak!”
Li Zhiming sneered in a low voice, grabbed Chen Chong's arm, swung it in a circle and threw it out.
Bang~!
With a dull thud, Chen Chong was thrown heavily against the wall by Li Zhiming.
The huge force caused the wall to dent, and cracks spread like a spider web.
“Ahem!”
Chen Chong stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
He stared at Li Zhiming intently, "You... this is impossible, aren't you disabled?"
"Whether I'm abolished or not, you can't afford to offend me!"
Before Li Zhiming finished his words, his body rushed out like a ferocious cheetah.
"not good!"
Chen Chong's pupils constricted, but it was too late for him to react. He just instinctively raised his arms to block the impending attack.
"Beng Quan!"
Li Zhiming threw a punch with a fierce and powerful force.
Chen Chongru was hit hard and flew backwards again.
This time, powerful wind energy exploded between his arms, and the huge force broke his forearm.
This is not over yet. Li Zhiming's punch is mixed with two levels of hidden power.
The two levels of hidden power exploded in succession, causing Chen Chong to spit out blood in the air. After hitting the wall, he bounced down and rolled on the ground for several times before stopping.
He grimaced and felt as if his whole body was falling apart.
"Brother Chong!"
The flat-headed boy rushed over and glared at Li Zhiming.
But Chen Chong was not a match for Li Zhiming, so it was even less likely that he would be one.
If he wants to deal with Li Zhiming, it seems that Senior Brother Jiang has to do it himself!
"Damn, isn't this guy's cultivation ruined? How can he recover his injuries and cultivation in just a few days?"
Chen Chong stood up with difficulty and looked at Li Zhiming with gritted teeth.
"Wang Junfei, get up, let's go!"
Chen Chong knew that she had hit a wall this time, so she didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
"Stop, did I let you go?"
Li Zhiming questioned, and walked a few steps to the door to block the three people.
"Li Zhiming, what do you want to do?!"
"Haha, you guys are causing me trouble, and you want to leave without paying a price?!"
Li Zhiming crossed his arms and swept his sharp eyes over the three people.
"Li Zhiming, I advise you to be cautious. If you offend us, you will offend Jiang Yuan. You should know that Jiang Yuan has Elder Liu behind him. If you offend Elder Liu, no matter how powerful you are, you will not have an easy time in this Xuyuan!"
Chen Chong threatened with a smile on her face, but it was a rather miserable smile.
Although he suffered a setback today, he still believed in his backing.
He concluded that Li Zhiming would not dare to do anything to him.
"Noisy."
Li Zhiming came to Chen Chong impatiently.
Seeing this, the flat-headed boy stopped the two injured people behind him and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"What?"
Li Zhiming smiled fiercely and suddenly kicked out!