The intention of the Pojun Fist fist goes away from the air, condenses without dispersing. It will only emit power until it comes into contact with the opponent or other obstacles. It can preserve the power at the beginning most completely. The ability to break the defense is extremely terrifying. Even practitioners who are perfectly cleansing their marrow cannot use their bodies to resist. They must find ways to avoid it, or force suppress it with more powerful true energy.

This kind of boxing also has another characteristic: the boxing comes out like the wind, the wind condenses like the fist. From the beginning, it goes out like a storm, covering all directions. One punch can rival dozens of people or even more. It is most suitable to use it on the battlefield. When it reaches its peak, there is even a legend that one punch breaks a thousand troops with one punch, so it is called Pojun Fist.

In the first battle, Chen Changsheng showed an unimaginable speed, but Pojun Fist did not leave him room for his speed. And anyone could see that his true energy was very ordinary, and compared with these geniuses who participated in the Great Dynasty Trial Battle, there were even fewer pitiful people. If he had no other means, he would definitely lose.

The Zhaowen Palace was very quiet. People looked at the picture on the light mirror and looked at dozens of fists with green light, rushing towards Chen Changsheng from all directions, with different expressions.

Next to Meilisha, the bishop of the sect master, there were two extra seats, and there were two seemingly young bishops sitting inside. However, from their clothes, we can see that they were big figures of the same level as Meilisha, and I don’t know which holy palm of the National Church they were.

For some reason, these two church bishops came to Zhaowen Hall very late. They felt that they were specifically about watching Chen Changsheng's battle.

The people in Zhaowen Hall had different expressions, but the two bishops were very calm and calm.

Because they knew very well the cultivation level of Huo Guang, a scholar in Huaiyuan, and to be more precise, Huo Guang was originally the opponent they deliberately selected for Chen Changsheng.

The lottery draw for the Great Dynasty was secretly arranged by them. Chen Changsheng's ability and all the details shown in the first battle were previously revealed to Huaiyuan through some of their priests, so Huo Guang used the Pojun Fist, which consumed the true energy and the extremely explosive Pojun Fist as soon as he came up, and he wanted to not give Chen Changsheng any chance.

Everything is just to determine one thing, Chen Changsheng must fail.

Mo Yu looked at Chen Changsheng who had been pushed to the edge of the cliff, frowned slightly, and his hands holding the armrests of the seat tightened even more.

King Chen Liu was watching her with his light, and his doubts became deeper and deeper. He couldn't understand why she was so nervous and concerned about the situation between the fields as she wanted to suppress a faction of power in the National Education College. This made no sense.

The next moment, he suddenly thought of something and thought he had guessed Mo Yu's thoughts.

At the Qingteng Banquet, when His Highness Luo Luo and Guan Feibai were fighting, he once used a simplified version of the Yashi Step, which was recognized by Gou Hanshi at that time, amazed the audience. Why Chen Changsheng had the Yashi Step secret of the demon clan? This is always an unsolved mystery. Although the footwork used by His Highness Luo Luo was not a complete Yashi Step, in the Qingteng Banquet and the battles of the Great Court, the simplified version or deformed Yashi Step is enough to play a very important role, such as when facing the Pojun Fist that was coming like a rainstorm...

Mo Yu should have remembered the scene at the Qingteng Banquet. She was not worried that Chen Changsheng would fail and be injured, but was nervous about whether Chen Changsheng would use that simplified version of the simplified version of the conscious steps, directly breaking away from the cover of the Pojun Fist, bringing unexpected changes to the battle. King Chen Liu thought so.

He could remember Chen Changsheng's simplified version of Yashibu, and the rest of the people in Zhaowen Palace could naturally remember that Xu Shiji's expression was a little cold, Xue Xingchuan's body was completely back in the chair, and the venue became a little silent. Everyone knew that Chen Changsheng would not fail immediately, and this battle should last for a while.

The two bishops of the Holy Church were still expressionless. As representatives of the new sect of the State Church, they knew more. Since they wanted to suppress the National Education Academy, and since they wanted to borrow the Huai Academy and let Chen Changsheng be eliminated in the second round, how could they miss this information?

His opponents knew all the means Chen Changsheng could master.

Or, Huo Guang was waiting for Chen Changsheng to break through the storm turned into Pojun Fist with that simplified version of the Yakuza step.

Huo Guang must have hidden tougher means, waiting for the moment when he came out.

The next moment, a whisper of surprise sounded in Zhaowen Palace.

The two church bishops frowned slightly, and looked at the scene in the light mirror, a little surprised and puzzled.

Chen Changsheng did not use that simplified version of the Yashikawa Step, and did not try to break out from the Pojun Fist that was forming an encirclement.

To be more precise, he did nothing, and his feet were on the ground covered with yellow sand, stably as if he was nailed there, without moving.

Through the dozens of terrifying blue true essence fist intentions, he looked at Huo Guang opposite him and remained silent.

Time moved forward quickly, and he didn't wait long. The big figures in Zhaowen Palace and the priests who were silently watching the battle on the second floor did not watch for long. The Pojun Fist, which was carrying the terrifying power, finally came to him, filling all corners of the space around him like a real storm.

Many people who saw this scene, whether it was Xu Shiji, Mo Yu, or the priests who were interested in the National Education College on the second floor of Xichen Building, were very puzzled and didn't know what he was going to do. This was a battle of the Grand Court, without the danger of life. Logically speaking, there would be no scene of surrender. Moreover, even if he thought he was unable to defeat himself, why did he stand in place and endure the blow of the Pojun Fist like a rainstorm?

Confusion and doubt are the emotions in the hearts of most people watching the game now, and some people are a little sad, such as King Chenliu and Mo Yu.

By this time, Chen Changsheng had already lost.

Huo Guang's Pojun fist had already become a force, and a light green wind and rain line about two feet in a radius formed around Chen Changsheng's body. There were countless winds and rains inside, all of which were terrifying boxing.

Even if Chen Changsheng used that simplified version of the Yashikong Step at this time, he would not be able to break through the wind and rain line composed of this Pojun Fist.

Unless he can display the real, complete step of consciousness.

But that is impossible.

Spring came to Kyoto and became the first student of the National Education College in more than ten years. It brought countless storms and storms to become the top of the Great Dynasty Examination. Will everything end at this moment?

The next moment, Chen Chang became vivid.

When everyone thought he could move, he stood quietly, motionless.

When everyone thought he could not move again, he suddenly moved.

Without using his wise steps, he rushed directly into the storm composed of Pojun Fist in front of him.

His movements looked a little stiff, felt a little clumsy, but they were very firm.

There were low cries on the second floor of the Xichen Building. Some of the priests who were watching the battle were surprised and some of them were worried.

At this time, in the air around him, there were at least dozens of fist intentions, flowing like a hurricane. At the very front of each fist intention, there was a fist glowing with green light.

Those fists are not real, they can be said to be fake.

But those fists contain terrifying power, and they can't be real anymore.

The wind and rain formed by those Pojun fists is very dense, as if there is no gap. Unless the complete version of the Yashijie step leaps with the natural momentum, no matter how exquisite other footwork, body methods are, they will touch those fists, and then trigger the terrifying power contained in those fists. What's more, he did not use any footwork, but simply rushed forward.

With a light bang, the new boots on his right foot shattered like snowflakes.

The yellow sand suddenly dissipated, revealing the stone ground, and spider-web-like cracks appeared again.

The body collided with the air, with a shrill roar, and his man turned into a afterimage, and the black dragon reappeared.

After a very short time, the afterimage stagnated slightly.

Because a powerful fist hit his right shoulder.

The dark courtyard clothes were like flowers blooming. In the hissing sound, the fabric dissipated with the wind, the fist entered the body, and the skin on the shoulders suddenly turned red, as if it was about to crack.

At this time, he only took two steps forward.

It seemed that I was about to stop there.

Then he was knocked to the ground by the Pojun fist like a heavy rain and wind.

The second floor suddenly became quiet.

However, a chuckle sounded in Zhaowen Palace, with a faint mockery.

Mo Yu didn't laugh. She looked at the picture on the light mirror and felt a little complicated.

She seemed to see the next moment, Chen Changsheng's right shoulder was covered with flesh and blood, and then he was hit by more Pojun boxing, spurting blood and falling down, and failed and was eliminated from the Great Court.

She even saw the lonely back of the boy leaving the National Education College even longer.

In the room of that small building, the bedding was cold. No matter how much Anshen fragrance was placed, it would no longer have the same smell as before.

She remembered what the Empress said to her, and suddenly felt a little regretful and sad.

Many people think like Mo Yu.

Yes, Chen Changsheng showed amazing defense ability in the first match.

However, Pojun Fist is Pojun Fist, and even if it is perfectly cleansed, it cannot be blocked.

King Chen Liu remained silent, a little angry at Chen Changsheng at the beginning, why didn’t he draw his sword?

Xu Shiji was still expressionless. His current identity was a little embarrassed. Seeing Chen Changsheng's defeat, he was not suitable to show any emotions.

Everyone thought that Chen Changsheng would be seriously injured by Pojun's fist.

However, the next moment, a magical picture appeared in the Xichen Building.

The Pojun fist fell on Chen Changsheng's right shoulder, and the courtyard clothes suddenly shattered, and blood appeared.

However, it just appeared and quickly returned to normal.

A slight muffled sound rang on his shoulder.

That Pojun fist...dissipated like smoke, dissipated with the wind

Such a terrifying fist failed to make him bleed

How can this be the cliff and rocks break through the sky, which can break through the earth and shock the birds in the forest?

This is the breeze blowing on the hill

This Pojun Fist is just to scratch Chen Changsheng's itch

Huo Guang's expression changed drastically.

The second floor of the Xichen Building exclaimed constantly.

There was a silence in Zhaowen Palace.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng's left foot fell to the ground.

He continued to move forward and rushed towards Huo Guang opposite him

His movements still look so clumsy.
Chapter completed!