Chapter 345 I'll give you three moves

Chapter 345 I'll give you three moves

"Ultimate attack!"

Jiang Mingyang's eyes bulged, and the power of Qi and blood was output from Dantian, instantly spreading all over the spiritual network of his body.

Qi and blood surged and burned, and the upper limit of Qi and blood value soared to 1200, and his physical fitness increased at any time.

His already strong muscles expanded and strengthened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was wearing a set of muscle armor.

Jiang Mingyang only had time to release combat skills, and his arms didn't even have time to defend, and Jiang Qiming's heavy punch hit his chest.

Boom...

The flames exploded, engulfing Jiang Mingyang and dissipating half of the fighting stage.

The terrifying power, although not as good as that of a martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm, is not far behind.

In addition, Jiang Qiming's talent is outstanding. He combines flames with instant steps, which greatly improves speed and attack power. Even martial artists in and out of the Qi Refining Realm can't withstand this blow.

Jiang Mingyang, who is at the sixth level of the Body Refining Realm, will never survive.

"Alas, when it is full, it overflows, and when it is full, it breaks. This is the result of overestimating one's own ability."

"Who said it wasn't? It's a pity for such a good seedling."

"I think it's a pity for the resources wasted by Dongsheng."

The seniors shook their heads, some regretted Jiang Mingyang's talent, and some despised Jiang Mingyang for being too arrogant.

Only the freshmen and sophomores were all happy and expectant. They didn't believe that Jiang Mingyang would die like this.

Jiang Mingyang dared to challenge the heavens and the earth, and even dared to challenge the big guys in the foundation building realm, so how could he die at the hands of the same level.

A breeze blew, and the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the scene on the ring.

A man with a height of nearly two and a half meters, with muscles all over his body, and muscles that seemed to be about to explode, stood majestically on the ring.

His shirt was torn and burned by Jiang Qiming's punch.

At this moment, he was naked with his strong upper body, looking down at Jiang Qiming with a very oppressive feeling.

Jiang Qiming's fist hit Jiang Mingyang's abdominal muscles. Compared with Jiang Mingyang's huge body, Jiang Qiming's fist hit the giant's abdominal muscles like a stick.

"The muscle form has appeared!

In this form, Jiang Mingyang is super manly and super handsome when he beats people."

Bao Sichen was like a little fan girl, cheering and sharing her experience with her bestie.

A senior was stunned, and even Jiang Zhenliang's mouth twitched.

They all knew that the ultimate practice of Bengquan would expand the body size, and Zhan Hong was the best example.

But Zhan Hong's body size was normal, but Jiang Mingyang suddenly changed, which was completely unscientific.

This also caused everyone to ignore why Jiang Mingyang was not knocked away in the face of such a powerful attack?

Why didn't such a terrifying high temperature cause any harm to Jiang Mingyang?

Everyone ignored it, but Jiang Qiming was deeply involved in the battle, and he cared more than anyone else.

He also knew more than anyone else how oppressive Jiang Mingyang was in this form.

"I'm half a step into the Qi Refining Realm, and you're only at the sixth level of the Body Refining Realm. Why is my attack ineffective? Why is my flame ineffective!"

Jiang Qiming looked up at the intact Jiang Mingyang, muttering to himself as if he was stupid.

Jiang Mingyang didn't expect that the blood attribute brought about flame immunity, which was so terrifying.

Jiang Qiming's flames were terrifying, and even if they hit metal, they would melt, but they had no effect on him at all.

The power of that terrifying attack was only slightly stronger than a candle in his opinion.

As for physical attacks, Jiang Mingyang didn't care even more.

The extreme attack doubled his attributes. The Jiang family has always pursued the control of flames, and the pursuit of their own attributes is not great, as long as they meet the requirements of advancement.

With Jiang Mingyang's abnormal physique, when the Qi and blood values ​​are similar, Jiang Qiming is completely crushed.

Faced with Jiang Qiming's question, Jiang Mingyang shrugged and smiled, "Guess?"

After that, a palm-leaf fan-like slap was swung round and it was a big slap in the face.

Jiang Qiming was blown away and woke up from his shock. He quickly adjusted his battle strategy.

Since the muscle armor has strong defense, use penetrating poisonous flames.

"Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Evil Fire!"

Jiang Qiming changed direction in mid-air, and the flames around him changed accordingly, turning into green flames swaying.

"Instant Step!"

Jiang Qiming accelerated in mid-air and rushed to Jiang Mingyang again, roaring: "Nine Styles of the Fiery Sun·Gathering Flames!"

The green flames gathered crazily, compressed into his right fist at a high speed, and then hit Jiang Mingyang's chest heavily.

The fire fist hit Jiang Mingyang, but this time it was even worse than the last time.

The green poisonous fire was like the flame of a lighter. After exploding in Jiang Mingyang's chest, it shook twice and went out with the wind.

The seemingly terrifying poisonous fire did not even penetrate Jiang Mingyang's skin.

"This is impossible! This is impossible! Why is this happening, why is this happening!"

Jiang Qiming said to himself in horror. He was clearly three realms higher than Jiang Mingyang and had half a foot in the Qi Refining Realm.

But why did the flames he was so proud of have no effect on Jiang Mingyang!

"Why can't you learn to be smart?"

Jiang Mingyang lowered his head and smiled grimly, and swung his big palm like a palm fan and slapped him again.

Jiang Qiming was slapped away again, his face full of fear and despair.

He couldn't understand why this happened, and couldn't understand why Jiang Mingyang was so strong.

"I told you that my blood concentration is extremely strong and has blood suppression on you, but you still attack me with flames.

Not only is your brain pitted, but it's shit if you add some starch."

Jiang Mingyang sneered and complained, which attracted cheers from freshmen and sophomores.

Bloodline characteristic 1: resistance to crushing. Immune to any fire damage at the same level and bloodline strength.

This is a crushing force from the bloodline. As long as Jiang Qiming has not entered the Qi Refining Realm and as long as he does not have a psychic weapon in his hand, it is impossible to cause harm to Jiang Mingyang.

"Jiang Mingyang, don't be complacent. Even if your bloodline has an advantage, it will not narrow the gap between the unequal levels."

Jiang Qiming staggered to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Jiang Mingyang with resentment.

"You can do whatever you want. I'll give you three moves. You still have one last chance."

Jiang Mingyang shrugged. His indifferent look once again deeply hurt Jiang Qiming's self-esteem.

He is a genius in the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm and a half-step to the Qi Refining Realm. He was actually despised by a trash in the sixth level of the Body Refining Realm. This is really intolerable.

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Qiming roared, and the flames around him burst out again, turning into rolling heat waves that swept around.

"Instant step! Collapse fist!"

Jiang Qiming roared again. This time he learned to be smart. Since the flames didn't work, he used other combat skills to attack.

As a top student of Dongsheng, he is much more proficient in basic combat skills such as instant step, collapse fist, and shield armor than ordinary students.

Jiang Qiming's breath suddenly changed, his muscles expanded slightly, and the terrifying power gathered in his right arm again.

Although the terrifying pressure was not as strong as using the Lieyang combat skills, Jiang Mingyang was under more pressure than before.

"Damn, I was a little too arrogant."

Jiang Mingyang's eyes condensed, and his skin shrank and condensed rapidly under the stimulation of blood, and mysterious patterns emerged.

The combination of shield armor and blood power formed a defensive layer on Jiang Mingyang's body surface similar to magic armor.

"Go to hell, collapse mountain!"

Jiang Qiming grinned, rushed to Jiang Mingyang again, and punched Jiang Mingyang in the chest.