Chapter 99

Yuru Yan's pale fist clenched tightly, looking somewhat nervous.

Ranyu Xue's expression was very strange, seemingly both hopeful and afraid to see what would happen next.

On the side of the Jinguang Sect, Muxue Chunxue, who had accompanied Chen Feng initially, was also there. She stared blankly at the scene in the water mirror and suddenly screamed out of control, "Impossible! Impossible! How could Sister Yun do such a thing?"

"Is that so? I don't believe it!" Chen Feng sneered. "If you want my life, come and take it yourself!"

"Fine!" Zhao Sanshan didn't waste any words and threw a punch.

His move was incredibly fierce, and it was unclear what martial technique he was using.

After this punch, a black iron fist the size of a round table condensed in front of his fist, hurtling towards Chen Feng!

It was very similar to Chen Feng's Bright Great Hand Seal.

Chen Feng didn't dare to be careless, and the Immovable Ming King Seal condensed, striking back.

The black iron fist and the golden hand seal collided with a powerful impact, sending a terrifying shockwave that made the dust on the ground fly up.

Both of them took a step back at the same time!

It was a tie!

"What kind of cultivation technique and martial skill are you practicing, kid?"

Zhao Sanshan looked surprised. "A typical Ninth Stage Later Heaven expert has the strength of forty tigers, which is about twenty thousand pounds of force! I have the strength of sixty tigers, which is fifty percent stronger than them!"

"And you, at the peak of the Eighth Stage Later Heaven, also have the strength of sixty tigers! Not bad, very not bad!"

He had the air of an elder instructing a junior, clearly not taking Chen Feng seriously at all.

Chen Feng's heart was filled with shock.

Zhao Sanshan's strength was actually much stronger than his! This person was truly terrifying!

Chen Feng's heart was filled with a strong sense of caution!

"It's been a long time since I've encountered such a powerful opponent. The outer disciples of the Jinguang Sect can't even withstand one of my punches!"

Zhao Sanshan laughed heartily. "Come, let you taste the power of my Great Jinguang Fist!"

Chen Feng thought to himself, "So this is called the Great Jinguang Fist. It must be a high-grade martial skill!"

Zhao Sanshan's punch came, and Chen Feng's Immovable Ming King Seal met it head-on!

Again, both of them took a step back!

Zhao Sanshan didn't stop, and he unleashed ten consecutive punches, while Chen Feng continuously condensed the Immovable Ming King Seal ten times!

The sound of their clash could be heard from miles away, and with each step, they left a large crater on the ground!

After ten punches, Chen Feng's face was extremely grim!

His true qi was heavily depleted, and he could only condense the Immovable Ming King Seal three more times at most!

On the other hand, Zhao Sanshan looked normal, clearly with a very long-lasting true qi and plenty of energy left!

Chen Feng immediately realized that he couldn't gain any advantage by directly confronting Zhao Sanshan.

He let out a clear whistle, and the sound of thunder roared as his sword instantly stabbed out, enveloping Zhao Sanshan's entire body with hundreds of sword strikes.

Zhao Sanshan laughed heartily, raising his arms to protect his face and vital points, and a faint yellow aura appeared on his body!

Chen Feng's Autumn Water Sword struck the aura, but it felt like hitting an extremely hard iron block, unable to penetrate it at all!

A series of clanging sounds, and even with Chen Feng's final sword strike, Zhao Sanshan's protective aura did not dissipate!

Zhao Sanshan's punch came, and Chen Feng quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding it. The iron fist smashed into a boulder, shattering it into pieces!

Zhao Sanshan laughed maniacally, "Chen Feng, your sword is indeed fast, but its power is relatively reduced, unable to break through my protective golden body!"

Upon hearing this, the Jinguang Sect disciples outside the Bamboo Mountain blessed land were immediately in an uproar, their eyes filled with shock.

"Ancestor, Brother Zhao has actually cultivated the Golden Body Technique!"

"Unbelievable, isn't the Golden Body Technique only cultivable after reaching the Divine Gate Realm?"

"Brother Zhao, such a talented person, it's not surprising that anything can happen to him!"

...

Everyone was discussing heatedly.

Zhuo Bufan also shook his head slightly and said calmly, "Elder Wang, congratulations! Zhao Sanshan is definitely one of the top-tier outer disciples among the ten major sects."

Wang Chixia was very happy inside, but he sighed, "Originally, Chen Feng could also reach such a height given time, but, alas..."

In his view, Chen Feng was already a dead man facing Zhao Sanshan.

However, Zhuo Bufan had great confidence in Chen Feng and said calmly, "Let's keep watching!"

Muxue Chunxue clenched her small fist and thought, "Chen Feng, you must try your best!"

The yellow aura around Zhao Sanshan had not dissipated, and his Great Jinguang Fist continued to strike towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng couldn't break through his defense and could only dodge, being pushed to the brink and looking extremely狼狈.

Fortunately, his speed was very fast, and his movements were agile, allowing him to barely dodge, but several times he was almost hit.

The situation was extremely perilous!

Large rocks and trees were continuously shattered into dust and fragments by Zhao Sanshan's Great Jinguang Fist.

"Chen Feng, die!" Zhao Sanshan roared madly.

Chen Feng failed to dodge in time and was hit hard in the chest. He felt an irresistible force surge through him, causing intense pain throughout his body. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was thrown far away.