northernbook Chapter 344 The Autumn of One Punch
Chapter 344 The Autumn of One Punch
Chapter 344 One Punch Autumn
A golden flame appeared on Timor's body, and his pupils turned into a bright golden yellow, and even his hair seemed to be dyed golden. It seemed that he had transformed into an ancient golden warrior at this moment, and there was a kind of aura in his eyes. The look of not being angry and arrogant!
This change before and after caused the audience in the audience to be in an instant uproar.
"Gold Saint Seiya?!"
"Fart, this is simply a Super Saiyan!"
"What kind of Emperor Immortal Sect is this, it looks so powerful!"
"I heard that after a Super Saiyan transforms, its combat power will explode by tens or hundreds of times..."
It has to be said that Timor does look like a Super Saiyan at this time, with the golden flames on his expression emitting dazzling golden light, sacred and majestic.
"Forcing me to use Emperor Flame, even if you lose, you are proud enough!" Timor said indifferently.
Hou Ziyun's expression was extremely solemn, and he could clearly sense that the golden flame must not be touched.
This golden flame is many times stronger than the flame power on Yan Jing's body!
"Ziyun, don't force it!" Nie Yun suddenly shouted in the arena.
Even at a distance of tens of meters, Nie Yun could sense the terrifying aura on Timor.
Unless it was his heyday, when he protected his body with sword energy, it would be difficult for him to get close to Timor!
"I, admit defeat!" Hou Ziyun also knew that if he continued to fight, he would not be an opponent.
Such an opponent, even if countless tactics floated up in his mind in an instant, it would be difficult to defeat.
Sure enough, in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy strategy is futile!
Hou Ziyun's advantage lies not only in strength, but also in strategy.
But in this competition, he couldn't give full play to his advantages.
Timor is strong all the way to the end!
He is arrogant, but he also has the capital to be arrogant.
Although Hou Ziyun lost, he was not depressed. Through this competition, he saw where his weakness was.
Timor restrained his own flames, his golden light disappeared, and he returned to his normal state.
"Who else is willing to go on stage?" Timor glanced at Nie Yun and the others indifferently, and said indifferently.
Zhou Yuan, Gong Yu, Qiu Daoyuan, the three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Not to mention that their strength is already comparable to Hou Ziyun's, and their current state may not be as good as Hou Ziyun's.
As for Nie Yun, he was seriously injured in the battle with Yang Zhan of Wangwu Mountain.
Not to mention being on stage, even standing up is a bit difficult at the moment.
Everyone in the Daoling Academy understands this.
At this point, many people in Daoling Academy felt that perhaps no one could fight anymore!
On the player's seat, Mu Linger was silent for a moment, but still chose to stand up.
Maybe she will lose, but she still wants to try.
When Mu Ling'er stood up, everyone else in Daoling Academy glanced at her.
At this time, everyone was almost in despair. When they saw someone standing up, they couldn't help feeling a little bit of hope.
But when they sensed that Mu Linger's aura was only of the fourth grade, they couldn't help but feel depressed again.
With such a cultivation base, how to fight against Timor? !
I'm afraid it will be instantly killed.
God Wen of the ring also glanced at Mu Ling'er, without any waves in his eyes.
He won't show mercy just because his opponent is a girl.
Mu Linger didn't care about other people's eyes either.
She really hesitated, is it not worthwhile to seriously injure herself for that tiny victory?
But when she saw Nie Yun, Hou Ziyun and their battles, her heart was confused from the beginning, but now she gradually became firm.
She doesn't want to just sit on the sidelines and watch others fight!
Big deal, within half a year, he can only lie in bed to recuperate.
At this moment, except for Mu Linger, no one else stood up in the entire contestant seat.
Sensing Mu Linger's cultivation, Nie Yun looked in Lin Qiu's direction again, with doubts in his eyes.
Mu Linger left her seat and was about to go on stage. When she passed by Lin Qiu, Lin Qiu suddenly asked, "Don't you regret it?"
Mu Ling'er paused, turned her head, and said calmly: "Maybe I will regret it later, but at this moment, I still want to try. I don't want to complain that I didn't choose to stand up when I think back to this moment in the future. .”
Lin Qiu looked at Mu Linger, and after a while, he suddenly smiled: "It seems to make sense, but this matter is not to the point where you need to work hard."
Mu Linger froze for a moment.
Lin Qiu slowly stood up from his seat, under his calm eyes, it seemed that there was a surging tide rushing up quickly.
It seems that at this moment, the fighting spirit that was suppressed in the heart completely exploded!
The berserk breath, accompanied by the crazy fighting spirit, rose from Lin Qiu's body to the sky.
Mu Linger stood there in a daze, until Lin Qiu's figure passed by her, and then she came back to her senses, staring blankly at Lin Qiu's back.
Lin Qiu's eyes are very calm, there is no wave in the ancient well!
But every time he took a step, the majestic fighting spirit on his body became stronger.
He saw Nie Yun fighting, Hou Ziyun fighting, Zhou Yuan, Qiu Daoyuan, Hou Ziyun, Gong Yu, Xiao Hanye, everyone was fighting.
From Canglong Gate, Wuying Gate, Xiangcheng Zhong Clan, and then to Yan Clan, Ji Clan, Wangwushan...
People like Nie Yun were either seriously injured or exhausted, making it difficult to fight again.
It's not that Lin Qiuzhong doesn't want to go, but every time, Nie Yun shakes his head at him, telling him that it's not time yet.
After the blow at the Budokan yesterday, many people knew that his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary sixth rank!
In the eyes of all the students, he is no weaker than Qiu Daoyuan and others.
But from the beginning to the end, he has been sitting under the stage watching the play, watching Nie Yun and others working hard, but he is indifferent.
Such behavior naturally aroused considerable controversy.
Many people secretly looked down on Lin Qiu.
Even the participating students from Fengcheng also have deep prejudices against Lin Qiu.
You are so strong, why don't you fight?
But Lin Qiu doesn't care what others think, he chooses to believe in Nie Yun, and he is also waiting.
Therefore, even if someone in the middle ridiculed him, belittled him, or even looked down on him, Lin Qiu didn't take it to heart.
Even if he doesn't play in the end, it doesn't matter.
But the arrival of Emperor Xianzong still put Daoling Academy into a crisis.
Lin Qiu couldn't tell what kind of state of mind he was in. He hoped that Emperor Xianzong would come, but he didn't want Emperor Xianzong to really come...
But no matter what, it's a foregone conclusion now!
He stood up and fought for Daoling Academy!
Nie Yun felt the violent aura on Lin Qiu, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart, which was very complicated, expecting and dignified.
Lin Qiu is his last hope!
Before meeting Lin Qiu, he felt that he must be stronger than Lin Qiu, but after seeing Lin Qiu, Nie Yun began to doubt it.
Because, he found that he couldn't see through Lin Qiu.
Whether it is cultivation or strength.
Lin Qiu didn't give him a sense of danger, but made him feel an indescribable sense of oppression.
"The successor of Venerable Wind... I hope you won't disappoint us..." Nie Yun looked at Hou Ziyun, Zhou Yuan and the others at this time. Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of tension and expectation.
Not long after, Lin Qiu stood not far from Timor!
Timor still maintained a calm look on his face, but there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his eyes looking at Lin Qiu.
"A strong fighting spirit, but no matter how strong the fighting spirit is, it is useless without strength." Timor said flatly.
Lin Qiu looked at Timor's chest with some curiosity, especially the position of his heart.
The closer he got to Timor, the more clearly he could sense the strange golden flame aura in the latter's body.
On the edge of the arena, Yuan Tan took a deep look at Lin Qiu. The boy's aura felt familiar...
"The competition begins!"
After Yuantan announced the start, both Lin Qiu and Timor stood in place, motionless.
Timor frowned. He didn't sense any danger from Lin Qiu, so he naturally thought that Lin Qiu's strength was not as good as his own.
He doesn't even bother to take the initiative against such an opponent!
But Lin Qiu didn't seem to be in the mood to do anything.
"Go ahead, I can also give you three moves." Timor said proudly.
Lin Qiu smiled.
He raised his footsteps and walked slowly towards Timor.
Timor's expression was indifferent. He watched Lin Qiu get closer and closer, and the aura on his body became more and more violent.
When Lin Qiu came five steps away, a silver light curtain appeared on the surface of Timor's body.
Lin Qiu kept walking. He walked up to the light curtain, touched his palm lightly, felt the tenacity and elasticity from the light curtain, and couldn't help but marvel: "This thing should consume a lot of spiritual energy, right?"
Timor said coldly: "If you don't make a move again, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to do it."
The light curtain was naturally consuming his aura, but he couldn't just do it just because Lin Qiu didn't do anything.
Lin Qiu raised his fist and asked hesitantly: "Then I really have to take action. If I punch you to death, you can't blame me."
Timor snorted coldly: "If you really have this ability, I guarantee that Emperor Xianzong will never trouble you."
Lin Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."
Timor laughed angrily, why did he feel that this boy was even more arrogant than him!
Lin Qiu concentrated his energy. Before he made a move, he even secretly swallowed a mouthful of dragon blood fruit. The blood all over his body rushed out of his veins like a torrent, and all the strength in his body was concentrated in his fist!
The next moment, Lin Qiu punched the light curtain and blasted it out!
boom!
The moment Lin Qiu's fist touched the light curtain, Timor's calm expression changed instantly!
When the tough silver light touched Lin Qiu's fist, it instantly collapsed like a mirror hit by a hammer!
An extremely terrifying force, like a destructive force, easily smashed through the defense he was proud of.
He is so conceited!
He made Lin Qiu stand in front of him, made Lin Qiu fully prepared, and hit such a powerful punch that completely shattered his pride!
boom!
When the fist hit Timor's chest, a golden flame burst out instantly.
The terrifying flame, like a golden lotus, bloomed from Timor's chest, trying to completely burn Lin Qiu's fist.
Lin Qiu's fist touched the golden flame in the blink of an eye. Even Yuan Tan, who was preparing to strike at the edge of the ring, couldn't stop this scene from happening!
"Lin Qiu!"
Under the arena, Li Ming, Chen Yujie, Ma Youliang and others could not help but exclaim when they saw this scene.
They knew how terrifying the golden flame was, but Lin Qiu's fist just penetrated into the golden flame, a flame that couldn't even be recognized by a steel plate, wouldn't Lin Qiu's palm be crippled?
But just when Timor thought that Lin Qiu's palm must turn into charcoal, his face changed drastically again!
"This...impossible!!!" Timor shouted, and there was even a deep fear in the eyes that looked at Lin Qiu!
The Emperor Flame in his body was disappearing at an extremely fast speed!
Rather than saying that it disappeared, it would be better to say that it was instantly swallowed by a certain terrifying force.
The fire he had cultivated for several years was extinguished.
No, it disappeared in an instant!
In the eyes of outsiders, it was as if Lin Qiu's fist had crushed the emperor's flames on his body. The moment the flame dissipated, Lin Qiu's fist also slammed into Timor's chest!
boom!
Timor flew upside down, spurting a mouthful of blood in the air, his entire chest seemed to be sunken, and finally fell heavily on the ring, passing out.
In the direction of the Emperor Immortal Sect, Dichen disappeared in place in an instant, came to the side of God Wen on the ring stage, and put his hand on the latter's meridians!
"You... are really ruthless!" Dichen felt the injury in Timor's body, and immediately turned his head, looking at Lin Qiu with murderous intent.
Yuan Tan appeared in front of Lin Qiu, and said to Di Chen in a deep voice: "Di Chen, you have seen the process of the competition. It's not that my Dao Ling Academy took too much action, but some people are too arrogant."
"Standing and letting others hit you, but you got hurt yourself. Do you have to blame that person for hitting too hard?"
"If everyone in the Emperor Immortal Sect is like this, then please leave."
Di Chen was furious, but he still couldn't refute.
Yuan Tan's meaning is very clear, if you can't afford to lose, then don't compete on stage.
And what Yuan Tan said was right. From the beginning to the end of this matter, Timor was too conceited about his own strength.
Dichen snorted coldly, and stepped down with the seriously injured and unconscious Timor.
Yuan Tan turned around and looked at Lin Qiu, who spread his hands in front of him with an innocent look on his face, and couldn't help but smile.
"You are very good." Yuan Tan smiled.
Under the arena, not only the hermit families and sects, but also the students of Daoling Academy fell into a dead silence at this moment.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at Lin Qiu on the stage, their eyes filled with disbelief!
"Lying... trough!"
Tens of thousands of people were shocked!
One punch, just one punch!
It was so easy to defeat that arrogant and boundless Timor, that master of Emperor Xianzong who was helpless even Hou Ziyun.
This is so awesome!
Nie Yun, Qiu Daoyuan, Hou Ziyun and others were also deeply shocked!
They knew that Lin Qiu was very powerful, but they didn't expect him to be so strong!
Especially Hou Ziyun, he has personally experienced the horror of that golden flame, let alone stretching out his hand, just approaching it is unbearable for him.
But Lin Qiu actually relied on his own strength to defeat that flame!
This kind of power... is so terrifying!
Someone saw this scene and secretly nicknamed Lin Qiu: Autumn with a Punch!
(End of this chapter)