C84 Rushing Thunder Fist

Article 84. Rushing Thunder Fist

"Go to hell!"

Teng Mang let out a ferocious laugh. He strode forward like a dragon and a tiger, then he turned into a black afterimage. It carried a terrifying power. He punched Qin Sheng's cephalo- with his fist, and Qin Sheng's dantian with his fist.

His strength was very strong. His attack was ruthless, and his angle was tricky. If it was an ordinary invigorated two meridians, Low level fighter wouldn't be able to react in time. With just one punch, he was able to make his enemy's cephalo- bloom.

Teng Mang's eyes were filled with killing intent. He didn't want to lose face, and he didn't mind attacking too heavily. Killing Qin Sheng would only anger the Qin Family.

Today's Qin Family was no longer the Qin Family that was like the sun in the sky more than ten years ago. The The Amphiptere Gang didn't fear the Qin Family that was gradually declining.

Besides, Qin Sheng was punished by the dean to be a training partner for a week. The mortality rate of Inner courts had always been very high.

If he was beaten to death by Teng Mang, he could only blame it on Dean Yun Lan.

"Rushing Thunder Fist! That is the martial arts of a low-grade earth-rank! Teng Mang has actually cultivated it to the Minor Success Stage!" Zhao Ming's pupils contracted slightly, and a surprised expression flashed across his facial appearance.

Elite Student, who was also a Inner court, knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate the Rushing Thunder Fist. Furthermore, he was able to cultivate it to a small success. Obviously, Zhao Ming had underestimated Teng Mang's talent.

All along, Zhao Ming had felt that whether it was the The Amphiptere Gang or the Hidden Dragon Gang, they were just a group of unorganized and disciplined people. Their foundation was far from comparable to the Zhao family.

"Sure enough, they are not easy to deal with. " Zhao Ming thought to himself.

Under the gazes of countless people, Qin Sheng moved. As a training partner, he couldn't use the martial arts to resist. However, he could run and defend against attacks.

With a thought, a black light flashed on Qin Sheng's body. The original Skin was instantly covered with a layer of black petrous skins, faintly circulating with a faint light.

Qin Sheng held his breath. His dantian received Teng Mang's punch head on. He could faintly hear the sound of thunder in his ears, and it disappeared in a flash.

The scorching elemental energy was transmitted from Teng Mang's fist into Qin Sheng's Darklight Rock Skin, and it was accompanied by a numbing electric current.

Qin Sheng's pupils contracted slightly, and he was a little surprised. He said, "Has his Rushing Thunder Fist reached the Minor Success Stage?"

"Unfortunately, he isn't strong enough. "

The fourth elemental pulse in his body began to fluctuate. However, there was still a long way to go before it was completely broken through.

Qin Sheng stretched out his hand as fast as lightning. He immediately casted the Dragon-Confining Hand. A green light flashed in his palm, and he grabbed Teng Mang's fist like a iron forceps.

"How is this possible?"

Teng Mang's eyes widened, and his mouth was so wide that it could fit a fist. His rough face revealed a look of horror.

He had already used the martial arts, and it was the Rushing Thunder Fist of a low-grade earth-rank, which was slightly at the Minor Success Stage. In fact, his heart was filled with killing intent, and he had used all of his strength. Obviously, he didn't want to leave Qin Sheng alive.

However, his fist felt like it had hit a rock. It hurt so much that it became swollen and swollen.

He was an elite invigorated eight meridians Inner court. If it was another elite class, he would be a genius of Principal Student. Why did he hit Outer court freshmen's body? Not only did he not kill Qin Sheng, but his fist had also become swollen from the impact?

Teng Mang was shocked and angry. Many puzzled gazes focused on them.

On the audience stands, Teng Yan suddenly stood up with a weird expression on his face. He was very familiar with his Third Brother. He clearly knew that Teng Mang had used all his strength, but Qin Sheng was still standing there. A hint of disappointment emerged on his young facial appearance.