C12 The Cloud Swimming Fist Showed Its Power

The Cloud Swimming Fist.

"Looks like you are quite confident." Jun Wanqing's pretty face was cold and seemed to have a hint of mockery. She intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Jun Wulin. There was a saying that there was no coward under the provocation of a general and no one under the red-eyed eyes. It could be said that she was a little annoyed when she heard that she was looking down on Jun Wulin. How could she not be compared to Jun Ling? Even if it was that Jun Feng, it was not impossible for him to fight. Moreover, regardless of the fact that Jun Ling used to be known as a trash, even if he recovered now, so what?

Could it be that he could still fight with him, a Seventh Level Profound Stage? This was truly ridiculous.

"Just keep an eye on him. You have to let him understand what it means to have someone better than him!" Jun Wulin snorted coldly and turned his head away. The competition between the two juniors of Jun family was going to start. Although his cultivation base was not high, it was still worth watching. However, it seemed like other than the surprise that Jun Ling had brought to the crowd, it seemed like no one else had appeared.

The reason why they were surprised wasn't because of Jun Ling's incredible counterattack and technique. It was because a piece of trash had changed from a decadent person to a person who no one thought highly of. Even so, in Jun Wulin's heart, he had killed Jun Hong with a single punch. Jun Ling was still unable to withstand a single blow! He was not as stupid as Jun Hong.

The silhouettes of Jun Lang and Jun Lei flickered. Both of them were the juniors of Jun family, and most of them were at the fifth level of the Profound Stage. They were almost on par with each other! The outcome of the battle was obvious, and the winner would soon be decided.

After that, a few families from the other branches went up the stage to spar with each other. This caused a lot of shouts from the audience. There were indeed a few good seedlings worth nurturing. In such a competition, those who were outstanding would definitely receive better treatment. This was the objective of the clan competition. It was to nurture a group of talented and good-natured people. Currently, the huge rocks in Desolate Town were in a state of confusion. Not to mention the Qin, Wang, and the other families were eyeing them covetously. Even the Jun family could only produce the two origin realm old ancestors of Jun family.

It was a pity that they could use their life force. The Jun family did not only have business in Desolate Town. There were branches in other towns as well. It was true that they could nurture some talents and send them to other places. The most important thing right now was to nurture outstanding talents.

There were already several batches of Jun family juniors in the arena. After the people in the arena left, Jun Meiqi walked onto the arena. He picked up the booklet and looked down. He said, "Next match, Jun Ling versus Jun Wulin!" When these words came out, it immediately became lively.

Jun Wulin, as the leader of the younger generation, was also an existence that was not the slightest bit weaker than Jun Feng. Because Jun Feng's strength had already reached the Dao Stage, his participation in this competition had destroyed the balance of the competition. Therefore, Jun Feng didn't choose to fight because his talent was just as outstanding. Therefore, he was given a very high treatment even if he didn't participate in the competition, which made the people of these families unhappy. It was Jun Ling who had been calm for eleven years, spending a huge amount of money every year to purchase the Unpoisonous Water Immortal Pill. This attracted the attention of the others.

Now, when they heard that Jun Ling and Jun Wulin were about to fight, many of them immediately perked up. When Jun Tiannan heard this, his heart tightened slightly. That Jun Wulin wasn't any weaker than Jun Feng. It seemed like Ling was going to have a fierce battle soon.

In the arena, Jun Ling once again stood on the stage with his hands behind his back. His deep eyes looked at Jun Wulin, who was standing opposite of him. Jun Wulin could feel the ridicule and disdain in his opponent's eyes. The corner of his mouth revealed a mocking smile. He said, "Long time no see, Second Young Master Jun."

"Do you really have to say a lot of nonsense just because you want to fight on the stage?" Jun Ling showed no mercy to Jun Wulin. In this family, except for his elder brother Jun Feng and his parents, Jun Ling had no interest in anyone else.

"It seems like young master Jun is very confident!" Jun Wulin gave a fake smile, and his eyes sparkled with a cold light. His face darkened as well. This bastard didn't give him any face. He couldn't blame Jun Wulin for not showing any mercy.

Looking in the direction of Jun Wanqing, the latter had always been cold to him. A fury suddenly rose in Jun Wulin's heart. Since you look down on me so much, then step on Jun Ling under your feet! Thinking of this, Jun Wulin didn't say anything else. His eyes suddenly became sharp. He saw Jun Wulin suddenly step on the ground, borrowing the momentum of his body to rush towards Jun Ling. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and threw it at a tricky angle.

The surface of his body was covered with a thin layer of light, which was the symbol of the seventh level Profound Stage Martial Cultivator. He could use his Yuan energy in every part of his body to stimulate the potential of his body to maximize the effect of the attack.

Jun Ling did not panic in the face of such an attack. Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Jun Ling actually went forward to meet it. His right palm grabbed Jun Wulin's fist and used it to pull him back. His body quickly dodged. Jun Wulin's punch missed its target, and just as he was about to turn around, Jun Ling appeared behind him.

So fast!

Jun Wulin was shocked. It seemed like he had underestimated Jun Ling. Jun Ling's fists were mysterious and real. With the help of his strange footwork, Jun Wulin was unable to catch Jun Ling's body for a moment.

Gritting his teeth, Jun Wulin suddenly turned his body around. His fists were suddenly clenched tightly on the surface of his fists, which was filled with Yuan energy ripples. With the tip of his feet, he jumped up from the ground. Both of his fists heavily smashed down like a huge boulder that had descended from the sky. That momentum was really a little troublesome to deal with.

Jun Ling did not feel nervous at all when he sensed the might of the two fists. He quickly retreated and stopped in his tracks. After that, he stomped on the ground and shot out. His fists turned into several illusionary figures in an instant. They were so ethereal that no one could figure them out.

"Cloud Swimming Fist Art!"

Jun Feng looked at Jun Ling in shock. This fist technique was extremely familiar to him. He had given the Swimming Cloud Fist Technique to Jun Ling in the past. However, because of his physical condition, he had never practiced it. He never thought that his brother would be able to cultivate it to such an extent so quickly.

Many people in the crowd were shocked. They obviously didn't expect Jun Ling to be this powerful.

His fists were like dragons that had gone out to sea, and his speed was as fast as lightning. His strength was like that of a ferocious beast, and his eyes became brighter and brighter when he saw this scene. Jun Ling had actually combined the Nature Fist and the Cloud Swimming Fist together in an ingenious way. He had the Ethereal Fist and the speed and strength of the Nature Fist!

Without waiting for Jun Wulin's fists to fall, Jun Ling's figure strangely appeared in front of him. Then, under Jun Wulin's shocked gaze, several fist shadows struck his chest at the same time. Those fists seemed soft and weak, but in fact, they were full of strength, as if there were several fist shadows hitting his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several fist shadows were thrown out at the same time. Jun Wulin let out a muffled groan, and his body fell down like a cannonball. A huge crater was created in the arena, and he felt as if his entire body had been smashed by a huge rock. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

He had lost! He had actually lost! Jun Wulin's eyes widened in anger, but he had no choice but to accept this cruel reality. The trash from eleven years ago no longer existed. It was as if he had already seen Jun Wanqing's cold eyes and disdainful gaze.