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The Void Monk grinned and said, "Good, then I will come to experience the strength of the Great Ming Sect's disciples!"

"We'll follow you to the end!" The Great Ming Sect's Sima Kang was a little disgusted with the Pure Kong Monk, so he cupped his hands towards him and said.

"Hah!" The Monk Jiu Kong shouted out and stomped his foot at the same time, causing the entire arena to shake. Luckily, the arena was well-known, otherwise, the arena might have collapsed!

As the monk shouted, he swung his fists at Sima Kang's head and tried to cut it in half with the intention of hurting Sima Kang's head.

Sima Kang's arms were covering his head, and he pushed against the outside with a push to block the attack. He was going all out, waiting to attack, as he had consumed a lot of energy compared to the monk, so he had to struggle to block it, causing his face to turn red.

Seeing that his attack failed, the monk jumped back and laughed: "Seems like the Great Ming Sect is not that strong. It's going to be difficult to block it now, why are you standing up for someone else? Be careful not to fall into it too! "

If your kung fu is as good as your words, then I will directly concede to you. Are all the monks from the Dhuta Temple like you? Could it be that all of you have cultivated the Iron Mouth Technique? " Sima Kang was not Yu Hanshan, so he wouldn't do this. He completely ignored the mockery given by Jiankong's monk.

"Senior Brother Clear Void, hit him ruthlessly! You dare to laugh at our Doyen Temple, you have guts! " Some of the monks below called out, they were all supporters of the Clear Void.

"Oh, there are really quite a few bald dogs in your monk temple!" Why are you making such a ruckus? It's so noisy! " Sima Kang glanced at the monks below and said to the empty space.

"Humph!" Your iron mouth martial arts aren't bad too! "Brat, you're lying on the ground waiting for your bones to catch!" Clearing the Clearing was infuriated by these words.

Zhao Kui was watching from the side as he watched the show. Zhao Kui was also extremely disgusted with Clear Void, so naturally, he would be happy to see Clear Void being humiliated.

He stomped his foot on the ground, and just like in the previous match, his body spun in the air again. He activated his Steel Head Skill, and with a flash of metal light, he charged towards Sima Kang's chest at an extremely fast speed.

He calmly took a step back, and then his hand shook, and like a wave of water, it began to undulate. The crowd seemed to see a ripple of water, and then Sima Kang's palm struck the head of Clear Void, and as if he had hit a wave of water, Sima Kang's palm shook the air three times, and then he fell through the air.

The monks from the Dhuta Temple cried out in alarm as they started whispering to each other from below, "Shixiong Jingkong's Iron Head had reached a very high level. How could he be broken by such a soft and weak palm, and even suffer from quite a bit of damage?"

After a while, it looked like it had returned to normal. Then, it stared at Sima Kang with eyes as wide as an ox's, as shock filled its eyes. It was as if it was shocked by what Sima Kang had just done.

Zhao Kui could clearly see that the martial skill that Sima Kang had just used was flexible, but in the face of Sima Kang's wave-like palm, he did not get any advantage. Instead, he was injured by his and Sima Kang's power, and even his brain had been knocked out.

Sima Kang was beaming with smiles as he looked at Clear Void. He then shook his hand and said to Clear Void, "What do you think, Monk? How do you like my Smoke Wave Three Movements?"

"Three Flows of Smoke?" Good name! Good kung fu! "Formidable!" When Clear Void said this, he did not have a shred of admiration, only endless hatred. This time, he lost a lot of face and wanted nothing more than to tear Sima Kang into pieces in order to dispel the hatred in his heart.

When Zhao Kui saw this scene, his evaluation of the Pure Void Monk went even lower. Although Clear Void's martial arts training was not bad, his character and bearing was far from satisfactory!

This time, his attack was very strange, it seemed as if his entire body was glowing with golden light, making him look like a real Buddha. The air then punched towards Sima Kang, completely ignoring his defense, as if he was going to fight with his life on the line.

When Sima Kang saw this, he was puzzled, "Could it be that this monk is mad and doesn't want to win anymore?" Forget about him, he doesn't care about defense at all. I can take advantage of the opportunity and defeat him earlier. I can advance to Stage 3 now. "

After Sima Kang finished thinking, his face was filled with joy as he sent a palm strike towards his abdomen. The outcome of the battle was decided by this palm strike.

With Zhao Kui's understanding of martial skills, he could naturally see that this Clear Void was prepared and did not have any defensive capabilities. The Clear Void shone with specks of light; it should be a rather strong defensive martial skill and should be similar to the Golden Bell Cover.

Seeing Sima Kang's palm strike towards his lower abdomen, the corners of his mouth curled up in a very obvious manner. He was laughing at Sima Kang's stupidity, he would be able to defeat him very soon.

His heart was filled with regret. How could he be so careless? This Empty was not a good thing to take advantage of, how could he be at a disadvantage so easily, he must have been tricked by this monk. Immediately, he changed his attack to defend, raising his arm to block Empty's punch.

"Bam!"

How could Sima Kang's hurried punch block against the heavy attack from Clear Void? He only managed to slightly block off the attack, and changed the direction of the punch. After that, the punch landed on Sima Kang's right shoulder.

"Hiss!"

Sima Kang jumped away from the impact of the punch one after another, hugging his shoulder as he gasped. His shoulder was heavily injured, and even his injured right arm was hanging limply down.

"How is it? How does this punch taste? Can your right hand move? I think you should give up earlier if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, you'll suffer even more! " Clear Sky was beaming with joy. He felt that he could already win this match.

"Humph!" Don't be too complacent too early, it's not certain who will win and who will lose! " Sima Kang wasn't willing to give up just because of his injuries.

"Good, good, good. Your bones are quite tough, I want to see if your bones can withstand my attacks!"

"Humph!" Stop boasting. The defensive martial skill you just used must have consumed a lot of energy, right? "Just wait and lose!" Sima Kang could see that the Clear Void was not as energetic as before. It was obvious that the defensive martial skill he just used had significantly decreased his combat strength.

"Humph!" Even if I have to use too much energy, I can still take care of you! " After saying that, Clear Void used the defensive martial skill again. However, the specks of light around his body were clearly weaker than before.

His fist was getting closer and closer to Sima Kang's face, and Sima Kang could already hear the sound of the wind from his fist. Sima Kang stood there too late to dodge, and all the disciples from the Great Clarity Faction below the stage were shocked.