Chapter 221: Chapter 221: 3 Moves
It was only a moment, and Xiahou Que’s momentum reached its peak.
The people present only felt that Xiahou Que, who had been despicable just now, suddenly seemed to change into another person, becoming an existence that needed to be looked up to. The aura emanating from him was completely unattainable.
Although the crowd didn’t understand what was happening, Wang Yan knew it was because Xiahou Que had unleashed all the power of Demon Patterns from his body, forming his own aura, which compelled everyone to look up to him.
At this moment, although Xiahou Que had not yet revealed the Demon Pattern externally, he had already exerted the power of Demon Patterns to the utmost.
Just then, Xiahou Que roared again, his body soared to the sky, and after leaping to mid-air, his body pressed down as he swung his right fist towards Wang Yan.
It was still the same move as before, a leap and a press, but the momentum was entirely different, and with Xiahou Que’s move, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and time appeared to stop as well.
Sure enough, Wang Yan standing in front of Xiahou Que seemed to be frozen as well, his actions became extremely slow. Just as Xiahou Que’s fist reached his face, Wang Yan reached out his fist.
This time, Xiahou Que, triumphant, deliberately bumped into Wang Yan’s fist. The two men’s fists collided again.
This time, when the two fists collided, there was no sound at all, like two lumps of cotton colliding.
But just as the two fists collided, a strong storm arose from the center of their fists.
This storm erupted from the intersection of the fists and instantly spread to all directions.
The dust at their feet was immediately swept up, rotating towards the surroundings with the storm, from a distance it looked like a whirlpool of sand targeting the surroundings.
The entire space was instantly filled with this sandstorm, the people around quickly raised their hands to block the sandstorm. Through the gaps between their fingers, they looked outside and could only see a sea of sand, unable to see Wang Yan and Xiahou Que.
However, there was a different scene in the sandstorm.
As soon as Wang Yan exchanged that punch with Xiahou Que, he couldn’t help but let out a muffled grunt, his body involuntarily retreating.
While Xiahou Que stood there, unmoving.
Seeing Wang Yan retreat, Xiahou Que couldn’t help but be ecstatic. He laughed and said, “Wang Yan, turns out you’re just like this. The punch and kicks you gave me earlier, I’ll repay them double!”
Then Xiahou Que dashed forward, swung a fist, indeed like Wang Yan’s move earlier, this punch targeted Wang Yan’s nose.
Wang Yan quickly raised his hand to block in front, stopping Xiahou Que’s punch.
However, hit by Xiahou Que’s punch, Wang Yan’s body retreated even faster.
Seeing this punch didn’t land successfully, Xiahou Que couldn’t help but become furious. He hurriedly dashed forward, his right fist incessantly raining down on Wang Yan like raindrops.
Wang Yan’s body kept retreating, only able to use his palm to resist Xiahou Que.
But he could only fend, with no power to counterattack.
Xiahou Que grew more arrogant, laughing wildly while pouring his fists crazily onto Wang Yan.
At this moment, the dust slowly settled, and the two figures were revealed again.
Beiming Xue and others immediately saw that Wang Yan was actually being suppressed by Xiahou Que, forced to retreat, as though he would be defeated within a few moves.
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were extremely anxious, hurriedly shouting, “Brother Wang Yan, keep fighting!”
Chubby Girl saw this and was also very anxious, her face showed more anxiety than Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, she shouted, “Wang Yan, keep fighting, beat my husband!”
Hearing Chubby Girl’s words, Xiahou Que’s anger surged. He landed his fist even more ferociously, exerting all his strength, and said while hitting, “Your husband is Wang Yan, I’ll give him to you now. But don’t worry, I won’t kill him, I’ll only beat him half to death.”
Just then, Wang Yan, who had been defending all along, suddenly uttered in a relaxed tone, “Want to kill me? You’re way off.”
When Xiahou Que heard Wang Yan still had the strength to speak, he hurriedly intensified the attack, sneering, “You still have the strength to speak? That’s stubborn. Shortly, I’ll break your legs, smash your mouth, let’s see how stubborn you can be.”
Just then, Wang Yan said, “I’m afraid soon it’ll be you who lacks the strength to speak.”
With Wang Yan’s words, suddenly a strong aura erupted from his body as well.
This aura surged out of Wang Yan’s body, immediately dispelling Xiahou Que’s presence, causing Xiahou Que to suddenly feel immobilized, feeling difficulty in movement.
Xiahou Que thought to himself: “Not good, just now he didn’t even use Demon Pattern power, yet he could fight evenly with me! I’ve fallen for this kid’s deceit.”
Thinking of this, Xiahou Que was about to retreat.
But now, it was too late for Xiahou Que to retreat.
Seeing Wang Yan, who had been retreating all along, suddenly took a half step back with his right foot, pressed against the ground behind him, and his body shot towards Xiahou Que like a cannonball.
At this moment, Xiahou Que was desperately trying to retreat, but how could his retreating speed compete with Wang Yan’s advancing speed?
Wang Yan quickly rushed to Xiahou Que’s front, swung his right fist at Xiahou Que.
Even though Xiahou Que was retreating, he was prepared against Wang Yan.
Seeing Wang Yan’s right fist coming, he hurriedly imitated Wang Yan’s stance, placing his palms before his chest.
Wang Yan’s fist landed directly on Xiahou Que’s palms.
Xiahou Que felt his palms like being hit by a car, the immense force nearly broke the bones of his hands and arms.
Hit by this enormous force, Xiahou Que’s body involuntarily retreated.
Wang Yan coldly said: “The punches you gave me, now I’ll return them all to you.”
Then Wang Yan’s fists rained down on Xiahou Que’s palms.
Actually, Wang Yan could have bypassed Xiahou Que’s defense and attacked other vital parts of Xiahou Que’s body, but he didn’t do it. He simply imitated Xiahou Que’s actions earlier, returning the punches as they were.
Receiving the first punch earlier, Xiahou Que felt his arms were about to break. Now, with Wang Yan’s fists incessantly hammering down, he felt the weight on his palms increasing.
At first, he still sensed a bit, but slowly, his palms grew numb, until finally, he completely lost feeling.
Xiahou Que kept infusing Demon Pattern power into his palms, but it was futile.
Finally, Xiahou Que could no longer control his palms, as Wang Yan’s punch landed, it blasted Xiahou Que’s palms open.
This punch surged straight in. One punch hit Xiahou Que’s nose bridge.
Xiahou Que leaned back and was about to fall.
Wang Yan moved quickly, before Xiahou Que fell, he kicked Xiahou Que’s waist, sending him into mid-air.
Then Wang Yan leaped up, over Xiahou Que airborne body, stomped down and kicked Xiahou Que from mid-air to the ground.
These three moves were exactly the same as Wang Yan’s earlier three moves.
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