Terrifying Defensive Technique
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The cultivator standing on the Platform of Gratitude and Grudge had his hair fluttering in the wind. His face was filled with shock.
Elder Wei's punch was truly terrifying!
Even if there was a heavy rock on the stage, it would be smashed into pieces!
At that moment, they all secretly judged that the Iron Bone Sect Leader would be doomed after receiving such an explosive punch!
They even looked below the stage, searching for the bodies that should have been sent flying.
Eh?
No one?
Could it be that Sect Leader Jun was not sent flying but died on the stage?
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the Grievance Stage.
Sure enough.
They immediately caught sight of Jun Changxiao's figure. Their jaws dropped, and their eyes flickered with disbelief.
"This..."
Li Qingyang was also stunned.
What did they see to make such an exaggerated expression?
They saw Jun Changxiao standing on the stage without moving an inch. His exposed palms, neck, and even his entire face were bronze-yellow, like a cast bronze statue!
"Why did his skin color change?"
"Is this a martial technique?"
"I've never heard of a martial technique that can change one's skin color!"
That was not the point.
The point was that Elder Wei was standing in front of Jun Changxiao, and his right fist was close to his chest. It was obvious that he had hit him accurately!
Why did he not move an inch when the force that was enough to smash thousands of kilograms of rocks hit his body? Why did he maintain that nonchalant smile from before?
The martial artists from various sects were stunned.
They had imagined the scene of Jun Changxiao being sent flying or killed, but they had never imagined that he would take a punch and stand there as steady as a rock!
Wei Yinu also did not expect that the force of his anger could not even make him retreat a little!
"You..."
He was still in the state of attacking and said in shock, "What kind of martial technique is this!"
Jun Changxiao said lightly, "Golden Bell Iron Skin Technique."
"Golden Bell Iron Skin Technique?"
"What kind of martial technique is this? Why have I never heard of it? "
"The name is a bit strange. It shouldn't be a martial technique from Azure Sun County!"
Not only in the Azure Sun County, but in the entire Falling Star Continent, there was no such martial technique. This was because it was a martial technique from the Earth's Huaxia Country.
Could it be that Jun Changxiao used to be a martial artist?
He was a fart!
On Earth, he was just an ordinary person. Not to mention knowing martial arts, he lacked exercise all year round. Running a few laps around the field would tire him out like a dog!
Then this Golden Bell Canopy Iron Skin Technique …
"So close, so close!"
Jun Changxiao stood calmly and secretly rejoiced, "Fortunately, I have the Talisman of Resistance. Otherwise, even if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured!"
As it turned out, when Wei Yi's Fury attacked him, he had crushed the Talisman of Resistance to Beatings given by the Novice Gift Pack.
The moment he crushed it, Jun Changxiao's skin began to change. His muscles became as hard as an iron wall!
At that time, he was also gambling. He bet that the medicinal pill that was worth one contribution point would have a heaven-defying effect. The talisman that came out of the novice gift pack would definitely not be weak!
He made the right bet.
The Talisman of Resistance to Beatings was very strong, very strong!
"I'll talk."
Jun Changxiao said indifferently, "Did you not eat? Why is your punch so weak?"
The Talisman of Resistance to Beatings lasted for 60 minutes. Jun Changxiao wanted to use the remaining 59 minutes and 30 seconds to act pretentious!
"Hateful!"
Wei Yi angrily retreated a dozen steps until he reached the edge of the stage. Then, he suddenly rushed forward!
"Whoosh!"
His right fist punched out again. This time, it carried a visible wave of Qi!
"It's coming again!"
"It's stronger than last time!"
"Sect Leader Jun is not moving. Do you want to take it head-on?"
"You're so confident!"
"Boom!"
Wei Yi's powerful iron fist landed on Jun Changxiao's abdomen. A weak energy ripple appeared.
And the result?
Sect Leader Jun was still standing in the same place. He didn't move an inch!
The corners of his mouth raised into a smile as he said, "Elder Wei, you should use some strength. If you continue to fight like this, you will only waste my time!"
"Ah ah!"
Wei Yi was about to go crazy.
He didn't have time to increase his speed. He directly punched out.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In a short period of time, Jun Changxiao's chest, abdomen, and shoulders were hit several times. However, he still stood in the same place with a disapproving smile on his face.
At that moment, the scene that appeared in the eyes of the martial artists was that Sect Leader Jun was like a wooden stake, letting Elder Wei hit him again and again!
Wooden stake?
That thing was hit so hard. At least it had some reaction!
As for Jun Changxiao? He let Wei Yi hit him non-stop. He was as steady as a rock.
Not a wooden stake.
It was an iron wall!
"Too scary!"
"What a powerful defensive martial skill!"
"Diamond Shield Iron Skin Technique! If I encounter it in the future, no matter how much it costs, I must buy it! "
Everyone yearned for the martial skill that Jun Changxiao casually mentioned.
Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder the sect leader dared to accept the challenge of the Spirit Spring Sect Elder. It turned out that he had cultivated such a powerful defensive martial skill!
…
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Wei Yi Nu punched dozens of times. Finally, he stopped panting.
This kind of unrestrained attack consumed the most spiritual energy.
"What's wrong?"
Jun Changxiao said disdainfully, "Tired?"
"Damn … damn guy …" Wei Yi Nu clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot.
Jun Changxiao said indifferently, "If you don't have the strength, don't challenge me. Otherwise, you will only make a fool of yourself in front of everyone."
Wei Yi Nu was so angry that his teeth were chattering. Suddenly, he retracted his fist and took a few steps back. He held his face with one hand and laughed.
"What's wrong?"
"Elder Wei won't go crazy from anger, right?"
Everyone whispered.
Suddenly, Wei Yi Nu stopped laughing. His face was ferocious, "Kid, to be able to force me to use my trump card, even if you die, you should feel honored."
Jun Changxiao said, "Trump card?"
"Shua!"
Wei Yi Nu stepped forward, slightly bent his bow, and put his hands in front of his abdomen, assuming a stance similar to a horse stance.
"Huff huff!"
Two energy masses appeared strangely and gathered in the center of his palms. They started to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him!
"Damn!"
Seeing this, Jun Changxiao thought to himself, "It can't be the Kamehameha, right?"
Li Qingyang said with a serious expression, "This is the Sacred Spring Sect's unique martial technique. It's called the Glorious Resplendent Metal Stone Fist!"
Jun Changxiao almost fell to the ground.
It's just a martial technique. Giving it such a long name, what a fucking talent!
And that second disciple of mine, he actually said it without stopping. He's also a great talent!
Ridicule was ridicule.
Jun Changxiao's face became serious. After all, the two energy masses that gathered spiritual energy emitted an increasingly strong power!
"This light …"
Li Qingyang forgot the name of the martial technique. He paused for a moment and said, "What Myriad something Stone Fist? It seems to be a mortal-grade mid-tier martial technique."
Every grade of a martial technique would be subdivided into three small ranks. They were — — Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced.
Although the Nine Style Overlapping Waves Sword Technique was only a low-grade beginner martial technique, if the ninth style was used, its power could reach the mortal-grade beginner martial technique!
Since the Falling Star Continent had a detailed division of martial techniques, it meant that the higher the grade and rank, the stronger the martial technique.
"No way!"
"Mortal-Grade mid-tier martial technique?!"
"In Qingyang City, this is priceless!"
"As expected of a disciple from the Sacred Spring Sect. He actually cultivated such a powerful martial technique!"
Amidst the envious exclamations of the crowd, Wei Yinu had already accumulated the Light Something Fist to the extreme. The two masses of energy were shining with dazzling light!
"Huff huff!"
A gust of wind rose on the stage!
"Oh my god!"
"Such a strong aura!"
"This is a mortal-grade mid-tier martial technique!!"
All the martial artists held their breaths. Their eyes were filled with shock.
"Kid!"
Wei Yinu shouted angrily, "Die …"
Jun Changxiao took out a wooden comb and combed his messy hair, "My hairstyle is all messed up. It's very annoying."
"Plop!"
All the martial artists fell down.
Elder Wei revealed his trump card, forming a whistling wind. He didn't care about his own safety. He actually cared about his hairstyle!!