Chapter 11 Battle Wang Dong_2

Seeing Lin Yuan's stance, he snorted coldly in his heart.

Coming early is not as good as coming at the right time? Just in time to trample this waste underfoot.

Defeating a Li Guangtou who just barely entered the Eight-step Breaking Fist, Lin Yuan must have used up all his strength.

Today, the fact that your dantian is damaged is exposed, and even after taking the pill, you have no cultivation, becoming someone anyone can look down on.

During this time, he was also in seclusion for bitter cultivation to take the pill, and today he barely got the news that the instructor is coming to the village. As someone bound to participate in the selection, he must not miss the opportunity.

But he does not know that Lin Yuan had already rendered his father, Wang Mingyong, a cripple.

If he knew that Lin Yuan had crippled his father, breaking his limbs would not be the end of it.

"Joke, my limbs, how can you say they break and they break!" Lin Yuan's clear voice was full of confidence, his spirit unwavering despite the forceful tone.

"A duck in the pot, but with a hard mouth!" Wang Dong sneered.

But just an unknown Duan Yong, not likely a formidable person, yet Lin Yuan was utterly defenseless, beaten into a serious injury; how is this different from a waste?

After stealing Lin Yuan's pills, he made considerable progress in the Stone-cracking Hand cultivation technique.

The village chief actually gave the Vitality Pill to Lin Yuan. Giving this to Lin Yuan, what a waste?

"Hehe!" Wang Dong walked towards the stage with an unhurried step.

But in his heart, he was somewhat smug. Now, after consuming part of the pill, with his talent, it's simply like a tiger with wings added.

Who is Wang Dong? Now he is the number one among the young generation of Bull Horn Village. From a young age, he showed extraordinary martial talent, and now he has mastered the Eight-step Breaking Fist.

Through practice over this period, combined with the support of the precious pill, Stone-cracking Hand is now at the threshold, comprehending the essence of the entry-level.

Even if Lin Yuan returned to his peak, he still wouldn't catch his eye. Let alone the fact that without the pill to recover, how can Lin Yuan repair his dantian and what does he have to compete against Wang Dong!

Currently, more than half of the pill remains, and cultivation almost receives endless medicinal power infused into the Qi-Blood.

After taking a full pill, perhaps he can elevate Stone-cracking Hand or Wild Bull Technique to another level, then this selection will be a breeze?

"Today, let's make it clear! Even if you take the pill, you're still a waste."

"I! Am the future of the village." Wang Dong stepped onto the stage, his tone extremely proud.

"Talking is useless, bring the fist!" Lin Yuan shouted loudly.

His body once again operated the essence of Eight-step Breaking Fist, the Qi-Blood in his body, which had quieted long ago, surged once more.

With the support of Qi-Blood, Lin Yuan stomped back harshly, borrowing the hard force transmitted from the ground, charging at Wang Dong fiercely.

"You're courting death." Wang Dong saw Lin Yuan's movement, and the anger in his chest exploded like ignited gunpowder.

With that said, his body also charged towards Lin Yuan.

"This... Did they start fighting? Lin Yuan actually isn't afraid of Wang Dong?"

"Does Lin Yuan really have such strength? Afraid he won't survive three moves under Wang Dong's hand, right? I heard Wang Dong secluded himself this time for Stone-cracking Hand cultivation. Now that he's out, he must have entered. It's said Stone-cracking Hand can break gold and crack rock, ferocious beyond compare." Everyone was speculating in their hearts, constantly comparing the two's strengths.

"Lin Yuan relied on the power of the pill to defeat Li Xiaoliang, now wanting to fight Wang Dong, afraid he's overestimating himself."

"Lin Yuan really thinks of himself as a true dragon, just relying on the power of the pill. Li Xiaoliang could be defeated with a single punch, but Wang Dong is not Li Xiaoliang."

"Wang Dong's Wild Bull Technique is at entry level, skin like bronze casting. Once Stone-cracking Hand enters, his bones' hardness is comparable to gold and iron. Lin Yuan is truly overestimating himself."

"Still want to compare with Wang Dong, afraid you're getting carried away?" The youths, initially demoralized like eggplants after a frost, instantly found their backbone seeing Wang Dong, their stiff expressions all melted away into sneers.

Without waiting for the crowd to elaborate, Lin Yuan and Wang Dong, like cannonball-like figures, collided together, instantly embroiled in battle.

"Eight-step Breaking Fist, Four Fists as One."

At the moment of contact with Wang Dong, Lin Yuan's fists acted as pillars, blasting towards Wang Dong.

"Open." Wang Dong used both hands to block, his calloused hands covered by the power of Qi-Blood, faintly circulating Qi Force.

Wang Dong felt the force coming at him was especially fierce; no wonder Li Xiaoliang wasn't his match. But just this kind of Qi Force wanting to defeat me is impossible.

"Hmph, let me show you what Eight-step Breaking Fist is." Wang Dong's left hand turned into a palm, deflecting Lin Yuan's fists, right hand formed a fist, four explosive sounds burst in the air, bringing gusts of wind, attacking Lin Yuan's face.

"Wang Dong's Eight-step Breaking Fist is already perfected, right?"

"Wang Dong is really terrifying, practicing Eight-step Breaking Fist to such a level, truly rare."

"Wang Dong is truly unmatched, the number one of Bull Horn Village, truly formidable."

"With this punch, Lin Yuan will surely lose."

The crowd couldn't help but be shaken in spirit upon hearing the deafening four explosive sounds in the air.

"Dang."

The right fist collided with that iron-like hand, making a sound no different from colliding with metal and iron.

Sharp pain radiated from Lin Yuan's right hand; his four-sound breaking fist had the strength of half a bull, punching through was evenly matched, Wang Dong's strength must also have the power of half a bull.

Moreover, Wang Dong's skin was like copper, bones like steel; in attacking head-on, it felt like striking a wall of copper and iron, resulting in him inevitably falling into a disadvantage.

"You rely on the pill's power to defeat Li Xiaoliang. But let me tell you today, in front of me, even with the pill's power, you are nothing but a waste."

With that said, Wang Dong's aura surged, his skin faintly glowed, the whole person's momentum like a wild bull, pressing towards Lin Yuan.

As Wang Dong operated Wild Bull Technique, the countershock force from Lin Yuan's arms was several times more intense than before. Every punch thrown, he felt his arms tremble uncontrollably; his skin and bones couldn't withstand the countershock force.

"Wild Bull Technique." Lin Yuan silently exclaimed in his heart.

Bam! Bam!

Once again exchanging fists and kicks with Wang Dong, dust flew on the school field.

"No! Can't withstand the strength. And my movement speed can't keep up with his steps, out of ten punches thrown, eight or nine miss." Lin Yuan's heart sank.

In battle, the organs inside his chest and abdomen felt like they were being roasted, getting hotter and hotter, the feeling of blocked breathing grew stronger, his fists were also extremely heavy, exchanging blows was quite laborious, not as free as earlier.

"Such strength, too weak to withstand a single blow." Wang Dong looked at Lin Yuan, whose steps were stiff and fists heavy, and laughed, "Go down for me!"

With the previous battle, Wang Dong gradually understood Lin Yuan's strength. Although Lin Yuan's fist power was exceptional, it was like a child's, knowing only brute force without change.

In the exchange of punches with Wang Dong, however, his steps changed, and his striking angles became increasingly tricky, making it increasingly difficult for him to cope.

"Bam."

Lin Yuan's chest was hit again. His pressure increased several times.

His Eight-step Breaking Fist, under the deduction of nine chapters, transformed into the operation of already thirty-two meridians, currently applying the power of a proficient realm.

But he seldom had the chance to spar with others, and earlier when he killed Wang Mingyong, it was an all-out burst, catching him off guard.

Moreover, Wang Mingyong was conceited and courting death, being toppled by a single punch.

Now Wang Dong, who has taken the pill, far surpasses his father in strength, using Eight-step Breaking Fist with incredible agility.

Originally thought mastering the breaking fist realm would mean easily handling it, didn't know Wang Dong's strength was so strong, unable to match with just current power.

"This Lin Yuan is already showing signs of defeat, afraid won't last much longer."

"Lin Yuan, you have your day too, no matter how arrogant, there's a time to be suppressed."

"Lin Yuan, such arrogance surpassing everything, after so many years being together, never thought he was this kind of person, truly disappointing."

"Seems like Lin Yuan is only relying on the power of the pill, relying on the power of the fist, oppressing us, making us extremely repressed. Wang Dong quickly defeats this waste, making him grovel under our feet."

Previously silent under Lin Yuan's gaze, the crowd now wished they could transform into Wang Dong, trampling Lin Yuan underfoot, making him kowtow.