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Wu Zhengyang was sure that he did not have any special hobbies and such a thing had never happened before.

However, when Yue Liqing's fist landed on his hand, there was no pain at all. There was only endless comfort, and even his exhausted body seemed to have recovered a little.

"Get up, don't lie there playing dead!" Yue Liqing did not lose her temper because of this punch, or perhaps he did not want to let it go like this. After all, there were very few people who would dare to fight against him like this.

Wu Zhengyang was obedient again, but at the same time he also threw a punch.

Although that punch was a bit comfortable, Wu Zhengyang didn't want to continue being beaten up. Moreover, in Wu Zhengyang's heart, there was a sense of dignity as a king that he could not defy, and he had to return that punch.

Yue Liqing did not expect Wu Zhengyang to resist. Although it was abnormal for this ordinary guy to dare to talk back today, it was not abnormal for him to look for trouble after getting punched.

It was Yue Liqing's self-confidence that caused his tragedy.

Wu Zhengyang suddenly got up and threw a punch towards Yue Liqing. Yue Liqing was caught off guard and had no time to retreat as Wu Zhengyang punched her.

This time, Yue Liqing retreated. Blood filled the air as it sprayed out the path of his retreat …

"Ugh …" "How dare you hit me!"

Yue Liqing, who was supported by Liu Tiancheng, covered her nose and did not forget to hoot. However, she found that Wu Zhengyang did not pay attention to her at all.

Wu Zhengyang was indeed not satisfied.

After being punched, his whole body felt comfortable. After that punch had hit Yue Liqing, that kind of comfortable feeling unexpectedly also appeared.

It was a fast and addictive feeling. At least for now, Wu Zhengyang couldn't resist at all. It was like he was being controlled by some kind of mind. All the consequences were temporarily forgotten by Wu Zhengyang and he only wanted to fight.

Yue Liqing was too careless just now and had already reacted to it. She didn't even wait for Wu Zhengyang to punch her again. She didn't care about the nosebleed as she raised her fist to meet him.

"Bang …"

The two fists collided, and Wu Zhengyang was forced back without any suspense. He only managed to stabilize himself when his body was pressed against the stone wall behind him.

The difference between the two was obvious. It made all the disciples of the same cave sweat for Wu Zhengyang. Although that punch was very satisfying, but that beating by Wu Zhengyang was unavoidable.

Everyone thought of the ending. Only Wu Zhengyang, who was involved in the fight, ignored the huge disparity in power and continued punching again.

"Wu Zhengyang is crazy!"

"It must be because of yesterday's stimulation that he suffered from magic!"

Various thoughts appeared in everyone's mind. Although a lot of them wanted to stand on Wu Zhengyang's side and watch the scene of the insufferably arrogant Yue Liqing being knocked down to the ground, but they understood that it was only imagination.

As expected, a miracle did not happen, Wu Zhengyang was once again sent flying. And this time, Yue Liqing, who was suppressing the blood in her nose, was even more adept at counterattacking. After her left arm blocked Wu Zhengyang's fist, her right hand formed a fist and punched onto Wu Zhengyang's lower abdomen.

Wu Zhengyang didn't have any chance to dodge at all, and his body flew straight up into the sky, from the curled up body in the air, to the rock wall that was stuck close, and finally landed.

Wu Zhengyang rushed forward again...

Then, Wu Zhengyang was sent flying out again...

Time after time, Wu Zhengyang tirelessly rushed forward and was smashed away. Yue Liqing's strength was also constantly increasing, and he did not attack anywhere else, just enjoying this scene. At the same time, he wanted to use Wu Zhengyang's tragic death to give others an unforgettable memory.

Whether it was the sound of his fist hitting Wu Zhengyang's body or Wu Zhengyang's body hitting the stone wall, the onlookers couldn't help but feel fear.

To them, who had yet to experience the cruelty of the ancient martial world, what could be more shocking than being beaten to death alive. Moreover, this person had been with them for almost a year.

After being knocked flying again and again, everyone was sure that Wu Zhengyang had gone crazy. Even Yue Liqing had lost her interest. After all, against such a crazy person, she did not have that kind of oppressive feeling.

In the end, Yue Liqing was no longer as simple as losing her interest. To his surprise, he found that he was tired!

The others who were sweating for Wu Zhengyang were also shocked. They could not have imagined that the quiet Wu Zhengyang could have such a defensive ability.

One must know that Yue Liqing had activated her innate Zhen Qi, she was a 1-star Martial Disciple who had stepped into the Pulse Refinement Realm.

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary disciple would not have been able to last much longer. Even if he could rely on his will to resist, he would still vomit blood. There was simply no way he would have the strength to continue fighting.

He looked at Wu Zhengyang, who was sent flying who knows how many times, but every time he landed he would rush up again as if he had an endless supply of energy. Not only did he not cough up blood, he didn't even breathe heavily at all. They even felt as though they were in a hallucination, and the speed at which this fellow was rushing forward became faster and faster.

"Is this the full potential of the magic disease?" Standing beside Yue Liqing, Liu Tiancheng, who had seen everything clearly the most, was also shocked by Wu Zhengyang as he mumbled to himself.

Liu Tiancheng was sure that even if he had used all sorts of methods to lay the foundation since he was young, with a body much stronger than that of an ordinary disciple, it would still be impossible for him to withstand Yue Liqing's attacks for such a long time.

While everyone was still in shock, an even more shocking scene appeared before them.

Wu Zhengyang rushed forward again, still waving his fists.

Yue Liqing did the same again, her left hand blocked Wu Zhengyang's fist, while her right hand struck towards Wu Zhengyang's lower abdomen.

But this time, Yue Liqing's left arm's parry had actually missed.

Wu Zhengyang's fist suddenly paused in mid air, waiting for Yue Liqing's left arm to swing by, before it suddenly smashed over again.

Two fists smashed into each other at the same time, and Wu Zhengyang continued to fly back. Yue Liqing was in trouble, the bloody nose was once again smashed by Wu Zhengyang, and the sound of his nose shattering was extremely clear before Wu Zhengyang could be smashed away.

After a thousand identical scenes had appeared, the sudden change left everyone dumbstruck.

Especially when they saw Yue Liqing's miserable nose again, it made everyone's eyes widen, unable to believe it.

Although both sides had suffered injuries, people had already gotten used to Wu Zhengyang being sent flying. Without a doubt, Yue Liqing's nose that was once again spurting blood had become the focus of attention.

Although they didn't see the small change just now, they knew the difference between the two of them. Yue Liqing, who had already suffered a loss once due to carelessness, was hit again in a situation where she definitely wouldn't be careless.

Everyone clearly knew what it meant to hit Yue Liqing a second time.

The idea that they had faith in had been shaken in their hearts at the same time.

"Is Wu Zhengyang really crazy?"