Douluo Continent of rebirth and cultivating immortals

Chapter 50 Chapter [-]: Tens of thousands of kilograms of force, crushing the turtle shell

"What a fast speed!" Ye Zhiqiu was surprised.

But he couldn't help but think too much, Chen Fan had already punched him.

Chen Fan's delicate little fist, as white as jade, punched Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that Chenfan was just punching him with an ordinary punch, just like an ordinary child throwing a punch at random, so he didn't pay attention and didn't even bother to block, letting Chenfan's delicate fist hit his chest.

Because he was confident that with his own defense power, there was no way Chenfan could do anything to him. After all, Tang San and others couldn't do anything to him just now when they joined forces, not to mention that Chenfan looked extremely thin and had a weak martial spirit. This little guy has not used any soul skills or soul power.

However, what he never expected was that he was extremely shocked.

When Chen Fan's punch, as white as jade and seemingly delicate and weak, hit his chest, Ye Zhiqiu felt as if a galloping carriage was hitting him in the chest.

Caught off guard and unprepared, Ye Zhiqiu was knocked back more than ten steps by Chen Fan's punch.

The melon-eaters who were watching were immediately shocked. Isn't this child too scary?

The students at Canghui Academy even looked like they had seen a ghost, unable to believe the facts in front of them.

His teacher had not been able to shake even a little under the siege of so many people on the other side, but now, an ordinary child had beaten back their teacher with just an ordinary punch?

This is incredible, it simply subverts everyone's understanding.

But only Shrek and others thought it was natural that when Chen Fan first entered the academy, he could compete with a strong man of Zhao Wuji's level, let alone Ye Zhiqiu, who was far worse than Zhao Wuji.

Ye Zhiqiu, on the other hand, felt bitter in his heart. He felt that he was about to lose his face. If he hadn't used the Black Turtle's body-protecting soul skill in advance, he would have been punched away by Chen Fan.

"Well, that's right. If you come again, don't worry, I will be measured and will never beat you to death." Chen Fan said calmly.

The punch just now was just a random punch by Chen Fan, just to test the opponent's ability to withstand it. Seeing that the opponent was not injured, he could feel free and bold to hit the opponent with stronger force.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu also adjusted his mentality and state. When he was about to launch his soul skill to fight back Chen Fan, Chen Fan had already punched him again.

Chenfan's speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to use his soul skills, so he could only make fists with his hands and cross them in front of his chest to resist.

"Oh!"

Chen Fan's force was even stronger this time, and Ye Zhiqiu felt as if he had been hit by a boulder, and then his whole body flew backwards.

"I'll go! Isn't it? This kid didn't even use any soul skills, but just knocked the soul king away with an ordinary punch?" The onlookers were amazed.

As for Chen Fan, before Ye Zhiqiu hit the ground, his figure had disappeared. The next moment, he appeared next to Ye Zhiqiu, who was about to fall to the ground.

Chen Fan punched him again. Ye Zhiqiu had been knocked away a moment ago and had not yet landed. Moreover, Chen Fan's punch just now made his arms numb. In such a short period of time, Before he could recover, Chen Fan punched him again before he even hit the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu was crying in his heart, and could only say angrily: "Me!~Nima!..."

"Bang!", "Boom!"

The force of Chenfan's punch increased again, and Ye Zhiqiu was hit so hard that he fell to the ground, causing cracks on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu was in unspeakable pain at this time. The energy, blood and soul power in his body were in turmoil. Chen Fan's speed was so fast that he had no time to use his soul skills and could only rely on the black turtle to protect him. A mortal attack.

No, he had just stood up, and Chen Fan had already punched him again. Moreover, the force of each punch of Chen Fan was much heavier than the previous one. Every time Chen Fan hit him, he was weighing a thousand kilograms. , to increase the force of punching.

The force contained in the fist that struck Ye Zhiqiu this time had reached an astonishing five thousand kilograms.

There is no doubt that Ye Zhiqiu was beaten away again. He was so ashamed and angry that Chenfan didn't give him a chance to use his soul skills, which made him crazy. This was simply too humiliating for him, and he The energy, blood and soul power in the body have also begun to overturn, almost vomiting blood.

Chen Fan was no longer in a hurry to take action at this time, and just said lightly: "It's boring. If you give in, I won't beat you."

Chen Fan felt in his heart that it would be more interesting to fight with Zhao Wuji.

If Chen Fan had said this before, everyone would have thought that he was seeking death and joking. But now, no one thinks that Chen Fan is joking, and they all think that what he said is natural.

"Uh!~Ah! Ah! I don't accept it! Do you dare to let me use soul skills!" Ye Zhiqiu struggled to stand up, his hair disheveled, and said angrily.

At this moment, the face of Canghui Academy, let alone getting it back, was completely lost to him. He, a majestic soul king, was actually killed by a skinny boy in his teens;

Moreover, the other party only used ordinary physical strength to beat him until he was unable to fight back. This made him so embarrassed and angry that he almost lost his composure.

"Okay, then feel free to take action. I won't hide. Don't say I didn't give you a chance." Chen Fan said calmly.

In response, Ye Zhiqiu showed a treacherous smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph! Look at my third soul skill - Xuanshui Rising!"

"What? Did you hear clearly? I don't seem to have heard clearly. What is his soul skill called? Is it salty chicken soup?" Xiao Chenyu complained.

Hearing this, the people who were close to him burst out laughing when they heard what he said, and Oscar and Ma Hongjun couldn't stop laughing. Even Dai Mubai gave him a thumbs up and praised him.

"Mad! These people have gone too far! They bully others too much!" Everyone in Canghui College gritted their teeth with hatred, but they were helpless. After all, it was hard to say whether their teacher could beat Chenfan.

"Uh~ Actually, I really didn't hear it clearly. Is it that funny?" Xiao Chenyu said embarrassedly.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu had already lost his temper, so he didn't care about anything else and concentrated on accumulating soul power to use his third soul skill - Xuanshui Rising - on Chenfan.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a black stream of cold air sprayed directly from his mouth towards Chenfan.

"This soul skill of yours seems a bit disgusting and unhygienic. It looks like you are spitting on someone else." Chen Fan said speechlessly.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu's self-esteem was almost shattered to pieces, and he almost failed to control the output of his soul skills. At this time, he really hated Chen Fan, but he was afraid that he might not be able to defeat him.

Although Chen Fan was vomiting like this, he did not dodge.

When the black cold current was about to approach Chen Fan's body, it stopped and could no longer make any progress.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that frost had formed within the twenty battle range around Chen Fan and Ye Zhiqiu, and the black cold current created by Ye Zhiqiu's soul skill instantly turned into an ice sculpture and then fell to the ground. , turned into broken ice cubes on the ground.

"This! What is going on? You didn't see him release his soul skills at all? There was no soul power fluctuation on his body at all. How did he do it?" Everyone in Canghui Academy was extremely horrified.

"This guy is incredible, he can even freeze the opponent's soul skills..." some people commented.

In fact, with Chenfan's current strength, even if he didn't use any defense, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't hurt him, but he still felt that the opponent's soul skill hit him, which was really disgusting, so this scene happened.

Ye Zhiqiu has several soul skills, all of which are similar to the water spells of immortal cultivators.

Although Chen Fan was just an introductory member of the Ice Emperor's Immortal Body, he knew all the water spells well, so Ye Zhiqiu was simply a fool in front of him.

Although Chenfan is just the beginning of the Ice Emperor's immortal body and is still some distance away from Xiaocheng, wanting to freeze the surrounding area of ​​tens or hundreds of feet into ice is just a matter of a thought for him. If The larger the range, the more mana and essence will be consumed.

"That's it? Is there anything more powerful?" Chen Fan said calmly.

"Damn, let this pervert pretend again." Oscar said with a look of envy and jealousy. He wished he could be Chen Fan and go up and give Ye Zhiqiu a good beating.

"Well, I sometimes feel that Master is too strong and abnormal." Xiao Chenyu whispered weakly.

"What do you mean, there is no one more perverted than him in this world, okay? Don't forget, he is also wearing a coat weighing [-] kilograms. As a result, it does not affect him at all." Wu also complained.

Ye Zhiqiu, on the other hand, was so ashamed and angry that he ran away and said angrily: "Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

"Huh? You want to kill me if you can't win? Then no wonder I hit you hard." Chen Fan said indifferently.

After saying that, the figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, it appeared in front of Ye Zhiqiu, and then punched him.

"Bang!" With a sound, Chenfan's punch this time used a force of five thousand kilograms, and Ye Zhiqiu flew backwards in an instant.

In the process of flying backwards, Ye Zhiqiu barely reacted and said: "You don't follow martial ethics!"

When he fell to the ground, Chen Fan came to his side in the blink of an eye, and then stepped on his turtle shell.

Ye Zhiqiu struggled to resist and get up, but unexpectedly, Chen Fan stepped down like a small hill, and then the weight became heavier and heavier.

In the end, Ye Zhiqiu was stepped into the ground several feet deep by Chen Fan, and Ye Zhiqiu could no longer hold on. He only felt that there was a huge force on his body, making it impossible for him to maintain the possession of the black turtle any longer;

The entire turtle shell shattered, turning into soul power fluctuations and dissipating, and his whole body let out a "Puff!" He was seriously injured on the spot, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and instantly became sluggish.

At this time, Chen Fan slowly put away his feet and said indifferently: "Originally I just wanted to play with you, but you can't beat me and you still want to kill me, then it's my fault. Now, are you convinced?" ?”

"I~I'm convinced." Ye Zhiqiu said weakly as he lay on the ground. After what happened this time, his old face was completely lost.

"If you accept it, then get out. Remember, if you don't have strength, you should be low-key." Chen Fan said calmly.

Several young people from Canghui Academy saw Chenfan leaving calmly and returning to Shrek's group before they dared to step forward angrily and help their teacher up.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu was severely damaged physically and mentally. What does it mean to "keep a low profile if you don't have the strength"?That's because you're too strong, okay?I'm a powerful soul king, but I'm still weak?

PS: Today’s chapter is a bit longer. It’s my birthday today and I feel very complicated. I wrote it poorly. I’m really sorry.

Hey, I’m so grown up, but I still accomplish nothing. It’s really annoying. I want to study and write books that can make money, but I don’t have enough time to take care of my children. Many times I write one or two paragraphs, about a hundred words, and it’s all. It will take several hours,

Because often as soon as I sit down and I have just conceived the plot, but before I write it, my child insists on dragging me to accompany him. When I write next time, my thinking is messed up again. It is really painful to write like this, and I am also confused. I don’t have very good writing experience, so there are too many things I don’t write well. Many times, I wonder, what did I write?

(End of this chapter)