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The ring specially refined by the weapon refiner was blasted into a deep pit with a diameter of two meters and a depth of more than three meters by Chu Zhongtian's Qi Extinguishing Fist.

Liu Jiafu, who was brushed by the Qi Extinguishing Fist, was completely stunned there!

Looking at the deep pit with a diameter of two meters blasted by the Qi Extinguishing Fist, both Chu Zhongtian and the audience in the audience were also stunned there.

The reason why Chu Zhongtian was stunned was that in addition to being shocked by the power of the Qi Extinguishing Fist, it was also because of the consumption of spiritual power by using the Qi Extinguishing Fist.

Just now, he only used one Qi Extinguishing Fist, which consumed the spiritual power of the nine layers in his Dantian.

It seems that the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Fist can only be used as his trump card and cannot be used easily.

"Master Zhong Feng, the game is over!" Looking at Zhong Faqin who was still in a daze, Chu Zhongtian had to remind him again.

His opponent Liu Jiafu was standing there like a fool. Chu Zhongtian also hoped that Zhong Faqin could check his condition to see if the Qi-killing Fist had hurt him.

"Oh! Ah!" Zhong Faqin, who had woken up, looked at Chu Zhongtian with a complicated look, then flashed to Liu Jiafu's side and shouted softly: "Contestant No. 7 Liu Jiafu, wake up!"

However, in the face of Zhong Faqin's call, Liu Jiafu did not respond at all. In desperation, he had to use the power of divine thoughts to check the situation in Liu Jiafu's body.

As the power of divine thoughts entered Liu Jiafu's body, Zhong Faqin found that all the spiritual power in his body disappeared without a trace, as if he had never practiced spiritual power.

Because the spiritual power instantly disappeared, his body was extremely uncomfortable and entered a dormant state for a short time.

He mobilized a trace of true energy in his body, condensed it into a water drop shape, and then stretched out his hand and flicked it. The water drop-shaped true energy instantly merged into Liu Jiafu's body, transformed into spiritual power and surged into his dantian.

"I'm not dead!" Liu Jiafu, who was nourished by spiritual power again, woke up from his dormant state.

His first reaction after waking up was to be shocked that he could still save his life under the fist that could destroy the void.

However, when he saw a deep pit with a diameter of two meters and a depth of three meters blasted out beside him, his face turned pale instantly. If the special ring could be used to create a deep pit, what would the result be if the power just now hit him!

There is no need to think too much, the result must be that he would be blasted into pieces!

Thinking of this, Liu Jiafu thanked Chu Zhongtian with gratitude: "Junior Brother Chu, thank you for your mercy. I, Liu Jiafu, will remember this kindness today. If I have any mission in the future, I will do my best."

After thanking Chu Zhongtian for his mercy, Liu Jiafu looked past Chu Zhongtian and directly cast his eyes at Ma Qiwei standing under the ring, not hiding the anger and determination in his eyes.

Seeing the anger and determination in Liu Jiafu's eyes, Ma Qiwei himself was also quite depressed.

Although he knew that Chu Zhongtian was very strong and Liu Jiafu was definitely not his opponent, it should not be a problem to fight with him for a while and consume a certain amount of Chu Zhongtian's spiritual power and physical strength.

He did not expect that Chu Zhongtian actually had such a powerful boxing skill that Liu Jiafu, who was a character of escape, hated him.

"Chu Zhongtian wins!" Seeing that Liu Jiafu did not show any abnormality, Zhong Faqin quickly announced the result of the game.

Chu Zhongtian walked down the ring with a calm expression but full of doubts in his heart. He still couldn't believe that the boxing skill he had just used had such a terrifying power.

Turning his head to look at the center of the ring, Chu Zhongtian's eyes flashed with horror at the deep pit with a diameter of two meters and a depth of three meters blasted out by the boxing.

Fortunately, he felt the horror of the Qi-extinguishing fist and changed the direction of attack in advance. Otherwise, Liu Jiafu, who was in the half-step Qi transformation stage, might be blasted into powder.

After taking out the Qi-boosting pill and dozens of seventh-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and admonishing the still dazed Guangliang, Chu Zhongtian sat down on the spot and began to recover the nine-layer spiritual power he had just consumed.

"Uncle, could the boxing technique that Junior Brother Chu just performed be the legendary Eight Desolations and Six Combinations Divine Fist that can kill immortals and destroy gods!" Long Xingyun asked solemnly, using the power of his soul to feel the deep pit blasted out by the Qi-destroying fist.

"Yes, and no!" Like Long Xingyun, Jiao Enjun also used the power of his soul to feel the remaining breath in the deep pit, and his originally furrowed forehead gradually relaxed. At the same time, the answer to Long Xingyun was also elusive.

"Uncle, please explain!" Long Xingyun felt uncomfortable because he could not solve the doubts in his heart, so he continued to ask.

"Yes, it's because the boxing technique Chu Zhongtian just used is indeed consistent with the description of the legendary Eight Desolate Six Combinations Divine Fist."

"No, it's because the Qi-Extinguishing Fist he used does not have the unique charm of the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Divine Fist at all. I think he probably got a pirated and incomplete copy of the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Divine Fist."

"Oh! So that's what happened!" After hearing Jiao Enjun's explanation, Long Xingyun suddenly realized.

Then, he changed his tone and said with envy and expectation: "When Junior Brother Chu enters the Sect Master Peak and becomes the inheritance disciple of the Sect Master Peak, I will definitely find a way to exchange the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Divine Fist with him to see if this incomplete boxing technique is useful to me."

Jiao Enjun said nothing about Long Xingyun's expectations, but just looked at him with contempt.

Because the ring was damaged by the boxing technique performed by Chu Zhongtian, the competition was temporarily suspended.

Afterwards, Zhong Faqin discussed with the eight elders, Long Xingyun and Jiao Enjun on the high platform, and one of the elders flew away from the Trial Peak directly.

Only three minutes later, five masters dressed in weapon refiners' uniforms came to the Trial Peak. They took a look at the deep pit with a diameter of more than two meters. These people took out some materials from the storage bag and began to repair the damaged arena.

Ten minutes later, the damaged arena was completely repaired. The five weapon refiners bowed to Long Xingyun and said goodbye, and they ignored the rest of the people.

After the five weapon refiners left the Trial Peak, Zhong Faqin went to the arena and started hosting the game again.

Perhaps because the second round of Lu Cong and He Ying's match was too exciting, or perhaps because Chu Zhongtian's boxing was too shocking, no one paid attention to the next two games.

"The first match of the tenth round, contestant No. 1 Guo Zhaoli vs. contestant No. 3 He Ying!"

Although He Ying consumed too much spiritual power and physical strength in the previous round of the duel with Lu Cong, Chu Zhongtian destroyed the ring, giving him nearly 20 minutes to recover.

At this time, he had recovered nearly 70% of his spiritual power and physical strength, so he was not nervous at all facing Guo Zhaoli who was in good condition.

"Guo Zhaoli meets Brother He!" Guo Zhaoli, who stepped onto the ring, greeted He Ying with a smile on his face.

"Hmm!" He Ying hummed indifferently, as a response to Guo Zhaoli.