The whole web of steel mesh began to shake violently, creating a crashing sound. However, the scene was completely silent.

The Eight Level Teacher who was explaining the moves of the Eight Level Fist was watching with his mouth agape.

Inside a room far away, Liu's hand that was holding a cup of wine suddenly trembled.

He originally had a relaxed heart, but at this moment, he couldn't help but become nervous. He wasn't afraid of Mi Hsinghee winning, but he was afraid of him … He would lose.

At this moment, the feeling in his heart that Mi Hsinghee would lose grew deeper.

Beside him was the incomparably dashing Young Master Wang. The Nine-Year Old Emperor, who had kept the bottle in his ice cube for more than twenty years, had already opened it. The deep red liquid in his blanket was the Dry Red that had been stored for more than twenty years.

Young Master Wang's eyes also squinted as he smiled with great interest, "Boss Liu."

"Young Master Wang." Liu immediately bowed.

"I remember the last time I saw this Ghost Genealogy and Ba Tu fight, I already told you that I hope you could investigate her identity."

"Yes." Liu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, "This Ghost Genealogy belongs to that woman Gan JunRong, I sent some people to investigate. Unfortunately, they didn't find anything, but I did spy a few times in Hell bar, so I believe we will meet again soon."

"This person's skill is really not bad. Xinghe's Eight Extreme Sword is the strongest I've ever seen, but this guy actually used one of the Eight Extreme Trigram Iron Mountain to deal with him. He's provocative, bold!" Even more so … "A bit more skillful." Wang Luming praised.

"What?" You think that he is stronger than Mi Hsinghee? Mi Hsinghee was a Grandmaster, could it be that this Ghost Genealogy … "True?" Liu asked in shock.

Wang Luming did not dare say with absolute certainty, "I dare not say. In the field of martial arts, I can only be considered an outsider, but I also know that Grandmasters can release Internal Strength externally! Look at the river of stars, every single punch and every single strike brought with it a fierce wind! And … This Ghost Genealogy, on the other hand, relies on nimble steps to get out of the way.

And in Jiang Wuchen's resting room, Bazi, Yov Wu, and the Ghost Sister were all staring intently, especially when they saw Jiang Wuchen use an experienced, overbearing, and straightforward iron mountain to knock Mi Hsinghee away, they could not help but let out a scream.

"Iron Mountain!" Bazi said excitedly, "I know about this move. Back then, when Mi Lin used this move, he was able to knock me flying.

"Do you know how difficult training is for Iron Mountain? Based on that move of Jiang Shi's just now, it should have taken at least ten years! As if he was walking, Tie Shan did not make any unnecessary movements. With an incomparably ingenious turn of his body, he placed his strongest part of his back on's body. Mi Hsinghee was a grandmaster, how fast was his reaction? I just couldn't dodge it. " Yov Wu's eyes burned passionately. "Jiang Shi, you're giving me more and more surprises."

Seeing that Jiang Wuchen was still evading in the octagonal cage, Ghost Sister's face reddened, she clenched her fists tightly, her palms were covered with perspiration, at least for the past few years, she had not been this nervous for a man.

With the eight corners surrounding him, Mi Hsinghee's speed became even faster. Just then, he had accidentally been knocked out of his pursuit by Jiang Wuchen's iron mountain, it was fortunate that he did not fall down, otherwise his face would have been embarrassed.

At this moment, his punches and kicks became restless. Every time he punched, an explosive sound would be heard.

But what shocked him was that Jiang Wuchen was always able to dodge skillfully, and the scope of his every dodge was not too wide, just enough to dodge his most powerful attack.

Especially after the powerful strike from Iron Mountain, the dozens of punches followed up with, they did not even manage to touch Jiang Wuchen's clothes, causing him to feel extremely shocked in his heart.

He knew that this would make him panic, panic was a big taboo for warriors, their auras and moves would all follow him around, but facing Jiang Wuchen, he was unable to control himself at all.

"Do you only know how to dodge?" Mi Hsinghee suddenly swept his leg out, and when Jiang Wuchen retreated, he could not help but provoke him.

"If I attack, you won't even be able to take half a move." Jiang Wuchen said coldly.

"Bullshit!" Mi Hsinghee stepped forward, his kick was as fast as lightning, the tip of his foot hooked up, and heavily kicked towards Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen turned his body, and rushed from the front to Mi Hsinghee's side.

Mi Hsinghee did not wait for his leg to fall as he used an elbow attack.

Jiang Wuchen's hand forcefully grabbed onto his sharp elbow, dodging the tip of the blade, her back suddenly shook.

Bang!

Another Iron Mountain Gang attack.

This time, Mi Hsinghee was only able to stand on one leg, and this attack from Jiang Wuchen had at least the strength of 3000 jin. The key point was, his Northern Great Spinal Point usually released 36 big acupoints at the same time.

With the impact of three thousand kilograms, coupled with the terrifying attack of the Internal Strength, Mi Hsinghee's body was instantly sent flying. In the air, his body which had lost balance, was unable to release any of his strength.

With a loud bang, he fell heavily onto the Bluestone Arena.

The scene became completely silent once again.

"Teacher, teacher, what's this move called?" "So powerful."

"This is how the masked man sent the young master flying."

This year's teacher was dumbstruck, unable to believe it. Mi Hsinghee had already practiced the [Eight Extreme Fist] to the pinnacle, how could he be knocked down by the Iron Mountain Faction twice in a row?

"Teacher?"

"Hmm?"

"What is this?"

"Iron Mountain."

"No, Iron Mountain isn't that powerful. You said that it's only the basics. When you hit someone, you still have to watch the punches …"

"Huh?" This teacher was stunned. In front of Jiang Wuchen, he had a feeling that he himself seemed to be … He had become a mediocre teacher.

An intense feeling of humiliation rushed into Mi Hsinghee's heart. For at least five years, he had never been defeated by anyone, much less by someone as strong as this.

His Iron Mountain had already been trained to the point where even if it was a tree as thick as a thigh or a rigid concrete wall, he would still be able to knock them down with a single strike.

He also had his own explanation for Iron Cliff, but he didn't think that the two times Jiang Wuchen had used it in front of him, he had never thought that it would take even one second for Iron Mountain to use it on his opponent.

But, Jiang Wuchen didn't even need half a second, as though as long as he was near you, he could use it with a spin.

Baji was very particular about exerting his strength, but he did not seem to be restricted by this.

Mi Hsinghee crawled up from the ground and slowly approached Jiang Wuchen, until he was still two meters away from him. With a shake of his fist, a powerful Internal Strength was released.