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Chapter 65: War Horses Might

  Chapter 65: War Horse's Might

  Pfft!

  The fists and palms collided, producing a dull thud, without the blood-curdling scream that everyone had imagined.

  Qin Yong and Ma Wei both stumbled backward from the force of the backlash. Ma Wei took a small step back, his face darkening as he gazed at Qin Yong with a hint of shock in his eyes. Qin Yong, on the other hand, retreated three steps, his arms numb from the shock, and a dull ache still lingering in his palms. Yet, he wore a satisfied smile on his face.

  After all, Qin Yong is now only at the seventh peak of the Qi Wu realm, and there is still a small gap between him and the eighth level. However, in terms of actual strength, he has exceeded his own cultivation, plus the palm strike that he made after enlightenment, which is already very close to the fist method. Although it can't be compared with Ma Wei's Hongshan Fist, it's not too far off either. After all, Ma Wei's understanding of Hongshan Fist is not high, and it can't be mentioned in the same breath as Yuan Tiangang's at that time.

  This palm and fist collision, unexpectedly ended with such a conclusion, the surrounding crowd suddenly burst into an uproar, one by one staring at Qin Yong in shock. Even those hidden outer gate geniuses slightly changed color, revealing a few hints of astonishment, they also didn't think that Qin Yong would have such strength. Wang Hai remained silent as before, only with some flicker in his eyes.

  "Impossible! How can you withstand one of my punches? This is absolutely impossible!" Ma Wei reacted and roared loudly, staring at Qin Yong dead in the eye. No matter what, he couldn't accept this kind of thing.

  If Qin Yong had dodged, Ma Wei would have been at most displeased. But now that Qin Yong has taken the punch, even if he retreated more than him, it means Qin Yong is still not as good as him. However, despite this, Ma Wei felt a wave of humiliation. Not long ago, he was beaten half to death and had no strength to fight back, yet now he already has the power to rival him. This shows that while Qin Yong is formidable, doesn't it also show his uselessness? How can Ma Wei's proud heart accept this?

  "Tell me, what kind of trick did you use? Did you eat a temporary strength-enhancing pill or use an item to defend against attacks?" Ma Wei was unwilling to believe that Qin Yong had the power to rival him, and could only think of it in this way.

  "Say whatever you want, if you want to fight then fight, otherwise get out." Qin Yong also lost his temper at this time.

  "Presumptuous, you think a few small tricks will do? Just now I was only using 50% of my strength. Since that's the case, let me show you the true power of Mount Thunder Fist!" Ma Wei bellowed, taking another leap forward and charging at Qin Yong with his fist.

  This time the punch was even more powerful, causing many people to shrink their pupils and raise their evaluation of Ma Wei's strength. Such a punch, even for them, must be carefully dealt with, and they would all choose to avoid fighting, using their agility to dodge and weave, rather than choosing to collide head-on.

  "This Ma Wei is still not using his full strength, it's really frightening. However, this punch of his is quite powerful, compared to before, it's indeed stronger by a bit, but that's all, looking fierce and powerful on the surface, but in reality, it hasn't exceeded the previous one by much. Ma Wei's words, apart from boosting his own morale, were just trying to save some face." Qin Yong understood this in his heart.

  Before, Qin Yong had already known that Ma Wei's strength was powerful and his own strength was still slightly inferior, unable to collide head-on with Ma Wei. However, the path of martial arts has never been about hard collisions, the realm of Qi Wu uses true energy to stimulate the body, enhancing various reaction capabilities, in addition to making strength even stronger, it can also improve one's agility and liveliness.

  Qin Yong was no match for Ma Wei in terms of strength, but from other aspects, he didn't necessarily have to lose to his opponent. At this time, Qin Yong did not choose to collide head-on, but instead used his agility and flexibility to dodge the impact of this punch.

  Qin Yong's feet slightly shifted, his body tilted to one side, and the fist brushed past Qin Yong's flank, barely missing him. Seizing this opportunity, Qin Yong suddenly pushed forward, creating some distance between himself and Ma Wei, clenched his fists, and launched a counterattack against Ma Wei.

  Ma Wei didn't expect Qin Yong to be so agile, able to dodge his straight-on punches, especially that one punch that barely missed him. At this point, he would usually feel a bit apprehensive and it would affect his performance. However, Qin Yong was not affected at all, quickly retreating to avoid being taken advantage of, and immediately counterattacking.

  Facing Qin Yong's fist, Ma Wei didn't dare to underestimate him too much. He looked down on Qin Yong with his words, showing great disdain and contempt. However, from the collision just now, he knew that Qin Yong's attacking power was not as strong as his, but still posed a considerable threat.

  Ma Wei also retreated, counterattacking with a punch. At this time, Ma Wei still did not want to use his knife skills. The fierce tiger knife technique was Ma Wei's strongest attacking method, almost like a trump card. Ma Wei slightly valued Qin Yong at this time but didn't think it necessary to use the knife technique, thinking that even if he won, others would only look down on him. Qin Yong's strength was not weak and even made up for the difference in cultivation, but he had not mastered the fist method, which was a weakness. As long as Ma Wei hit Qin Yong, he was confident of winning.

  "Can you hide in time?" Qin Yong sneered.

  Strength is Ma Wei's advantage, while agility is Qin Yong's advantage. Moreover, at this time Ma Wei attaches too much importance to his face and dares not make big moves for fear of being discovered by Qin Yong's attack. Therefore, the action is also affected, and Qin Yong's punch makes Ma Wei unable to dodge.

  Ma Wei saw the situation and steeled himself, no longer dodging. He stood firm to meet Qin Yong's attack. However, in secret, he was still circulating his true energy to defend himself, dissipating part of the force.

  Ma Wei's fist hit solidly, and he let out a muffled grunt. Ma Wei's eyebrows slightly rose as he was punched by Qin Yong, feeling somewhat stifled, but because of his early defense, he didn't get hurt. Gnashing his teeth, Ma Wei's resentment towards Qin Yong grew even greater, and another powerful punch was thrown out, however it was dodged again by Qin Yong.

  At this time, the people around were somewhat stunned. It was clear that Ma Wei was stronger than Qin Yong, but because of Qin Yong's extreme agility, Ma Wei couldn't hit him. No matter how strong the attack power is, if you can't hit the enemy, it's meaningless. This is absolutely a classic battle. Agile martial artists are the most hated opponents of powerful martial artists.

  Ma Wei's body took a few more punches, and at this time, he also felt that his blood was somewhat disordered, the depression in his heart became even more severe, almost to the point of internal injury. If things continued like this, it wouldn't just be a matter of losing face anymore. Ma Wei looked at Qin Yong, who had landed another punch before retreating, and furiously cursed: "Qin Yong, are you a monkey or something? Don't you have the guts to engage in a real fight with me?"

  At this time, Ma Wei was confused and had not thought that his cultivation was originally stronger than Qin Yong's. Moreover, fighting was all about using various advantages, and agile-type martial artists were the most common type of martial artist. This kind of battle could be taken anywhere without any flaws. However, at this moment, Ma Wei only felt that the gazes of the people around him had a hint of sarcasm, which made it unbearable for him.

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