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Chapter 72 This, how is this possible?

"Junior Brother Zheng, how have you been?"

On the stage, Zhang Mingliang looked at Zheng Xuan with a provocative expression.

He had always remembered the grudge from that shot, but since he hadn't reached the level of internal strength to dodge bullets, he had never dared to seek revenge on Zheng Xuan.

Today's arena presents an opportunity. He looked at Zheng Xuan and said, "Junior Brother Zheng, guns aren't allowed on this arena. Junior Brother, are you still not going to admit defeat?"

Zheng Xuan looked at Zhang Mingliang and said, "It seems that you're still bothered by that shot, Senior Brother. I wonder if your injury has fully healed."

"Whether it's efficient or not, why don't you try it and see?"

As Zhang Mingliang spoke, he assumed a fighting stance, which was actually the starting stance of the Bajiquan school.

Seeing this, Zheng Xuan also used the Bajiquan starting stance. At this moment, the referee called for the start, and the two immediately began to fight.

At this moment, Chen Shouyi looked at Zheng Xuan and said, "I wonder if my junior brother is Zhang Mingliang's match."

Song Jin'ao did not answer.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Bagua Sect, the senior disciple Gong Ping asked Zhang Mingde, "Is Mingliang alright?"

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Zhang Mingde said, "No problem. Zheng Xuan was just a nominal disciple before. It was only after Mingliang and I left that we made room for him. If we hadn't left, he would still be just a nominal disciple now."

Gong Ping nodded and said, "That's fine then."

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After saying that, he ignored all of that and looked at the man named Li Ziping. In his opinion, Li Ziping was the only one under Song Jin'ao who barely met his standards.

As they were talking, Zheng Xuan and Zhang Mingliang had already exchanged several blows on the arena. Both of them were at the Ming Jin level, but Zhang Mingliang's accumulated strength was far superior to Zheng Xuan's.

Therefore, they kept pressing Zheng Xuan.

At this moment, Liu Yuan of the White Crane Sect watched from below the arena and said, "That kid surnamed Zheng is finished. The two have the same moves, but Zhang Mingliang's accumulated experience is obviously deeper. There is no suspense in this round. I thought he could make it to the finals. I didn't expect him to be just a flash in the pan. Xiao Hen San is not worth mentioning."

Upon hearing this, the Mantis Sect leader said, "Zhang Mingliang has taken advantage of Song Jin'ao's resources. When he came to the Bagua Sect, Master Gong spent a fortune to buy him a lot of tonics. Now his strength has reached the peak of Ming Jin. It is expected that he can suppress Zheng Xuan."

On the other side, Chen Shouyi said, "Junior brother is probably going to lose. Zhang Mingliang has already reached the peak of Ming Jin!"

Chunping, who had just finished her match, said, "Junior brother played very well. Even if it were us, we wouldn't have been able to win this round."

Upon hearing this, Song Jin'ao said, "Although Ah Xuan's talent is average, he is willing to work hard. It's already quite good that he has achieved this much in less than a year."

Song Jin'ao also felt that Zheng Xuan was bound to lose. Zhang Mingliang's strength was undeniable, and no one could see any possibility of Zheng Xuan winning.

Meanwhile, not far away, Zheng Jin, who was receiving treatment, struggled to get up from the stretcher. Looking at the ring, his face, bruised and swollen and almost disfigured, was full of schadenfreude. "You dare to hit me? I'll see how you lose today."

Feng Guiqin was also standing nearby, her face beaming with excitement as she said, "Beat him! Beat this little beast to death! Beat this little beast to death!"

Zheng Daguo's expression was complicated.

At this moment, in the stands, Commander Zhao, watching the martial arts competition below the ring, smiled and asked Magistrate Liu Jie beside him, "Magistrate Liu, who do you think will win this round?"

Liu Jie's expression was rather unpleasant.

At this moment, General Zhao said to Gong Ying behind him, "Sect Leader Gong, you have a good teaching method. Song Jin'ao was nothing but a piece of rotten wood in his hands, but he has such strength in your hands. Congratulations to Sect Leader Gong for another disciple entering the top sixteen."

Gong Ying chuckled and said, "General, you flatter me. Mingliang is not considered outstanding in our sect. He was lucky to meet Zheng Xuan. If he had met someone else, he might not have made it into the top sixteen."

Upon hearing this, General Zhao laughed heartily and said, "Then you should thank Song Jin'ao. If it weren't for him, this spot wouldn't have belonged to Sect Leader Gong."

"Your Excellency, don't you think so? This world ultimately belongs to the older generation; it's not good for the younger generation to always want to climb the ranks."

Commander Zhao's words were pointed, and Magistrate Liu's face darkened even further.

Meanwhile, on the ring, Zhang Mingliang had already taken control. In terms of basic Bajiquan fighting techniques, Zheng Xuan was no match for Zhang Mingliang, after all, he had only been learning the fighting techniques for a few days.

It is certainly inferior in some aspects.

Zhang Mingliang forced Zheng Xuan back with another move, and said with a slight upturn of his lips, "Junior Brother Zheng, this is not enough."

Zheng Xuan frowned deeply, sweat beading on his forehead. In terms of fundamentals, he was probably no match for him. It seemed he had no choice but to use his ultimate move!

At this moment, Zhang Mingde, looking at Song Jin'ao from below the stage, then glanced at the stage and said:

"Mingliang, stop playing around and finish this quickly. After all, he was our junior brother, so we should give him face."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingliang immediately replied, "Understood."

He then looked at Zheng Xuan and said, "Junior Brother Zheng, the game is over. Next, I will use the killing move that Song Jin'ao taught me to finish you off!"

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After saying this, Zhang Mingliang clenched his fist and immediately assumed a fighting stance.

"If you're going to end me, then let me see how much of your master's teachings you've learned."

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As he spoke, Zheng Xuan actually used the same starting stance as Zhang Mingliang.

The two men's actions immediately attracted everyone's attention. Liu Yuan of the White Crane Sect saw this and said with a mocking expression, "Knowing that your strength is inferior to theirs, you still use the same moves. You're just asking for death!"

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Seeing this, Zhang Mingde's face was full of sarcasm: "It's stupid to fight head-on."

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When Chen Shouyi saw that Zheng Xuan had adopted the same starting stance as Zhang Mingliang, his expression changed and he said, "Oh no, Junior Brother Zheng is being impulsive. How can he possibly defeat Zhang Mingliang, whose strength is superior, in a head-on fight?"

At this moment, Song Jin'ao's expression also turned solemn: "Shouyi, have someone prepare a stretcher."

At this moment, Zhao Qianzong, who was in the stands, couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this scene: "Is this kid surnamed Zheng stupid? Trying to break a rock with an egg, he's courting death."

Gong Ying added from the side, "It's understandable that young people are a bit hot-blooded."

"Is this arrogance? This is stupidity, Magistrate Liu, what do you say?"

Liu Jie remained silent, but his expression grew even more unpleasant.

Just then, on the arena, Zhang Mingliang said with a mocking expression, "You dare to go head-to-head with me, junior brother? You really don't know your own limitations."

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As he said this, Zhang Mingliang suddenly attacked: "Eight Extremes - Standing Heaven Cannon!"

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Meanwhile, Zheng Xuan suddenly unleashed his attack: "Eight Extremes - Heaven-Piercing Cannon!"

Zheng Xuan also started with the Ground-Piercing Sky Cannon, but the moment he made the move, he immediately activated the skill Stacking Force!

The next moment, Zheng Xuan and Zhang Mingliang suddenly clashed fists together, boom!

They clashed fists, and Zhang Mingliang, with a cold smile on his lips, seemed oblivious to his own mortality.

But after that punch collided, his smile suddenly vanished, and the disdain on his face slowly turned into terror.

This!

How is that possible!

He discovered that when he threw his punch, which was supposed to be a collision, just as he was about to defeat his opponent, a second force suddenly emerged from the opponent's fist. Before he could fully process whether it was an illusion, a third force struck again.

Like the Yellow River bursting its banks, it was unstoppable.

The next moment, Zhang Mingliang was blasted away with a loud bang.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which filled the entire arena, and this scene stunned everyone. Zhao Qianzong jumped up from his chair.

How is that possible!