The people nearby shook their heads, but were not optimistic about Chen Yu.

"roll!"

Chen Yu dodged the pig's trotters and subconsciously fought back with a punch.

call!

That punch was faintly filled with a muffled sound of thunder, and naturally exerted the power of "Iron Plow Fist".

"Dare you dare to fight back?"

Feng De sneered. He intended to anger Chen Yu to take action. But he didn't expect that the other party would take action so quickly.

No match!

Feng De swirled his palms and bowed his legs slightly, blocking Chen Yu's attack in a delicate way.

His move contained a counter-rotating momentum, and there was a combo behind it: first cushion the opponent's attack, and then bounced back like a bowstring with a thunderous momentum.

However, Feng De's plan failed.

"Pengpa!"

The fists and palms intersected together, and a low thunder-like trembling sound came, which made people frightened.

ah!

Feng De screamed, feeling a tingling pain on his entire arm.

Bang!

The next moment, Feng De's body flew backwards in a mess and smashed a table down.

What!

Some of the outer disciples present looked stunned or opened their mouths wide.

In full view of everyone.

This Feng De... was actually knocked away by Chen Yu with one punch?

In an instant, the entire cafeteria was filled with depression and silence, and only the "clang" sound of tableware falling to the ground was heard.

After a long time.

"Ah? It's so weird!"

"Feng De's martial arts cultivation and talent are both firmly better than that, even the martial arts "Wuying Palm" he used is even more mysterious..."

The disciples of the outer sect were in an uproar, and many people were a little angry.

After all, they subconsciously are optimistic about Feng De.

"What?"

Chen Yu was a little stunned by hitting Feng De with one punch, looking at his fist.

I was a little disbelief, this was a punch I made.

Bang! Bang!

As the heart beats, the vigorous vitality and blood that surges in his heart brings his unprecedented truth and powerful thoughts.

"Just just now, I only used 60% to 70% of the force. The power of "Iron Plow Fist" is afraid that it is not too far from Dacheng..."

Chen Yu immediately knew it.

In just one day, his physique not only changed, but his strength increased greatly, but his martial arts and boxing skills also increased significantly.

The addition of the two brings a surge in combat power!

"How is that possible! My "Palmless" has recently made a breakthrough."

Feng De climbed up from the ground, unable to accept this reality, and murmured: "It must be his first move, I haven't activated my full strength yet."

Those who watch the game also agree with this.

Chen Yu's sudden move has the advantage of starting first.

"Come again!"

Feng De roared angrily, his whole body veins swelled up, and his palms flipped strangely, attacking Chen Yu's shoulders.

Iron plow fist!

Chen Yu sneered and met with his fists, whistling like an iron ball, bursting out with a more astonishing momentum than before, facing Feng De.

Pangbang! Pangbang!...

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought three times, and the sound was deafening.

The first punch.

Feng De took three steps back, but he was not shaken away this time, but a hint of redness appeared on his face.

The second punch.

Wow!

Feng De's face turned pale, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of horror.

The third punch.

There was a "bang".

Feng De's body flew backwards again and knocked down the two dining tables directly.

The disciples watching the fun around them gradually solidified their faces.

Seeing Chen Yu approaching step by step.

Feng De's arm had lost his intuition and could not lift it up at all, and he looked frightened: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat..."

After the continuous collision just now, he became afraid of Chen Yu.
Chapter completed!