The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

"Okay!" Luo Li's eyes flashed light, his momentum gradually increased, and his voice became louder and louder: "Since you are so anxious to fail, Luo will fulfill you!"

When the voice fell, Luo Li's feet connected dots, and the whole person turned into an afterimage in the same place, and it attacked Chen Fan like this. The speed was so fast that many people in the audience could not even catch Luo Li. Action trajectory.

In the face of such power, even if it is a martial artist, the monk with a huge force of 20,000 catties may have to retreat and adopt a circuitous strategy.

But Chen Fan still didn't avoid it. Just standing in place with such a big thorn, he didn't even show any movement in his hands, and his whole person was like a deep lake, plain without waves.

"Look, he's afraid he is stupid, is he waiting for death without moving?"

"I can't see it. This person is definitely going to be scared to urinate. He didn't dare to make the slightest move. He would come out with just one move."

"Hu... hurry home, otherwise I'm afraid I will cry if I lose."

At this moment, the people in the audience arranged Chen Fan mercilessly, and those ridicules were blurted out. They didn't know who they learned from, and they didn't have the same kind.

With countless ridicules, Luo Li finally came to Chen Fan and patted him with a palm.

At this critical moment, Chen Fan moved.

He shot like lightning, and an inch fist came out instantly. The speed was so fast that there was no afterimage left.

Everyone only heard a screaming scream sounded to the extreme, and before they had time to think about what the sound was, they saw Luo Li spouting blood like a kite with a broken wire, and was completely knocked off.

Looking at Chen Fan's figure again, a fist stayed in front of him quietly, except for the slightest movement.

The wind brought by the fighting between the two sides dissipated instantly, Chen Fan's slightly floating hair fell, and the swinging hem gradually stabilized.

At this moment, everyone in the audience thought of the screaming sound that came out before, and it was a blessing to the soul for a moment.

That's sonic boom!

It is the sound of the fist being too powerful, too fast, and constantly squeezing the air.

Thinking of this, everyone took a breath and looked at Chen Fan with extremely dull faces, and Luo Li, who was limp and vomited blood, knowing his life or death.

"Even... won?"

"With one punch, you can defeat Senior Brother Luo Li, how can he be so strong?"

Countless people looked at the scene in front of them incredibly, which was completely beyond their scope of thinking.

It shouldn't be, how could Senior Brother Luo Li, who is powerful and powerful, lose? How could all this suddenly reverse?

Countless questions filled my mind, and everyone's brain was down, and they temporarily lost their ability to think.

They could only look at Luo Li, hoping that he would stand up, give everyone an explanation, and tell everyone what happened.

I don't know whether the prayers of the people worked or some other reason.

Luo Li finally moved, and slowly moved something, his handsome face had already begun to twist.

Almost exhausted all of his energy, struggling to raise his head, Luo Li looked at Chen Fan and said, "Then...what kind of boxing is that, I, I...it hurts...oooooo."

When the words fell, Luo Li actually cried, and I felt pity for the rain.

Where is the arrogance and domineering and arrogant before a little bit, at this moment, he is like an angry little daughter-in-law, crying.

In this scene, the people in the audience arranged Chen Fan's words, but they didn't make it, but appeared on Luo Li.