Chapter 41 My Target Is You

"The hell training method is a training plan designed by Medicine Saint specifically for Lin Yang. It contains pain that ordinary people cannot bear, but the effect is remarkable, especially for the physical body, which is greatly enhanced!" Mo Fan explained.

"Grandfather, do you know it? I also want to try this hell training method!" Mo Qingkuang said without hesitation.

"I can do it." Are you kidding? This is what I designed, how can I not know? Those methods are simply unbearable for normal people. They are designed to shape Lin Yang to suffer great hardships and achieve great achievements, so these perverted training methods were designed and implemented by Medicine Saint.

How could I know that Lin Yang really persisted!

"I want to learn! I want to become stronger!" Mo Qingkuang said firmly.

"Forget it, it will kill people!" Mo Fan shook his head. Lin Yang can persist because he is the chosen one!

You, Mo Qingkuang, are just a little villain with a poor fate. If you try this thing, I am afraid you will die!

"Grandfather! If he can do it, I can do it too! I can do it even better!" Mo Qingkuang's eyes were red and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Kuang Qing, what's wrong with you?" Han Yan'er beside him noticed Kuang Qing's abnormality and asked.

"Let's talk after we finish watching." Mo Fan responded casually and fled.

Mo Qingkuang also knew that this was not the time to think about these things, and said with an ugly face: "Nothing, let's continue watching."

On the stage, Chen Shi and Lin Yang were already fighting in a group. The two of them were in a small space, punching each other.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that in fact, Chen Shi was at an absolute disadvantage. Most of his attacks were blocked by Lin Yang, but some of Lin Yang's fists always landed on him.

The clothes were burned with many holes by the scorching temperature, and his palms began to burn.

On the other hand, Lin Yang's palms were just some blood stains and skin injuries from the hard fight.

Chen Shi roared in his heart, why is this Lin Yang so strong?

He didn't use martial arts! How can he always have the upper hand in the confrontation with my earth attribute constitution!

If this goes on, he will lose!

No, I can't lose! I volunteered to fight Lin Yang. If I lose, how will Dean Zheng see me?

If I lose, how will Kuang Qing see me?

I am destined to be a martial arts champion! I am a genius who will definitely surpass my brother!

I am Chen Shi! Not the so-called brother of Chen Kong!

I want everyone to know that Chen Kong is just my brother, Chen Shi!

"Ah——" Chen Shi took a punch from Lin Yang, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back a few steps.

Then he jumped high with momentum, and his hands fell in the air in a claw shape: "Prison Hand! Die for me——"

He mobilized the remaining true energy and concentrated on the performance of this prison hand!

"Prison Hand! This madman, he hasn't practiced it yet! That is a martial art that can only be practiced at the Grandmaster level!" Tang Yu exclaimed when he saw this.

"The Prison Hand! The Chen family's unique martial arts, a mid-level earth-level martial arts, can only be used by a master! How dare he?" Gu Hongyi opened her red lips slightly, looking at Chen Shi on the stage in disbelief.

"Chen Shi! Stop!" The referee was also shocked when he saw this. How dare Chen Shi use this move!

If he was allowed to use it, regardless of whether he could defeat Lin Yang, Chen Shi's hand would be useless.

Chen Shi is a genius famous in Kyoto. Such a fall is really a loss for Zhongzhou!

Thinking of this, the referee's body was violent, and he rushed towards Chen Shi at the fastest speed in his life, in order to stop Chen Shi from continuing to use it.

But time did not allow them to dissuade him. Chen Shi's Prison Hand, with violent true energy and blood mist constantly bursting from his arm, came towards Lin Yang head-on.

Feeling the powerful offensive mixed with the smell of blood, Lin Yang knew that the opponent might be desperate, and he might not be able to withstand it with his body.

"Fire God Fist!" Lin Yang's fists ignited with blazing flames, and he took a horse stance, mobilizing all his true energy!

Fire God Fist is a ground-level martial art given to him by the Medicine Saint. It was originally prepared to deal with Kuang Qing who obtained the "Flower-picking Treasure Mirror".

Lin Yang is gifted and has a god-level skill to protect himself. He practiced to a small degree in two days. This move can almost burn the mountains and rivers to a high level!

"Fighting for life, right! You are strong, but I am stronger!" Lin Yang roared, and his fists wrapped in blazing flames rushed up to the sky.

The scorching heat almost burned the surrounding space into a vacuum!

"Boom!" The ring seemed to shake!

The direct confrontation between the Fire God Fist and the Prison Hand seemed to stop at this moment!

Lin Yang raised his fists and resisted Chen Shi's bloody palm!

The ground under his feet had collapsed, and half of his calf was even submerged in the ground.

"Who won?" This was the voice of everyone present.

Lin Yang's Fire God Fist was also powerful and should not be underestimated. It must be a high-level martial art!

The two used high-level martial arts to fight. Who won, the Prison Hand or the Fire God Fist?

"Lin Yang won." Mo Fan uttered four words lightly, and they exploded in Mo Qingkuang's heart.

As if in line with Mo Fan's words, Chen Shi's arm that performed the Prison Hand suddenly swelled!

It instantly exploded into a blood mist, and the whole person fell from mid-air.

The referee was stunned for a while, and rushed to Chen Shi's side quickly, using all his strength to press Chen Shi's acupuncture points, forcibly stopping the rush of blood.

Shouted: "Call the doctor! Call the doctor! Quick!"

Lin Yang slowly retracted his sore fists, shook his shoulders, and relieved the pain all over his body. He looked at Mo Qingkuang coldly, just as proudly and as matter-of-factly as when he defeated him by leaps and bounds.

He put his finger to his lips, and the whole place fell silent. Chen Shi risked his life, but he unexpectedly lost, which deeply shocked them.

"What would happen if he was not a master and used it?" Seeing Chen Shi like this, Mo Qingkuang seemed to see himself taking banned drugs to defeat Lin Yang. He felt the same madness and unwillingness.

"Just like now, at the least, the arm will be scrapped and become a disabled person, and at the worst, the meridians will be broken and the injury will be incurable." Han Yan'er looked at the bloody Chen Shi and turned her head away reluctantly.

"Ah... Exactly the same consequences." Mo Qingkuang muttered to himself, looking at Lin Yang sharply.

Today, you owe another young man on your road to rise.

Gu Hongyi has always been good friends with Chen Shi and has the most confidence in Chen Shi's strength. Unexpectedly, Chen Shi tried his best but failed to defeat Lin Yang. In the end, he forcibly used the prison hand that was not allowed to be used by the martial artist, but still failed to win at the cost of death or serious injury.

Her eyes were blurred with tears. Her playmate since childhood, the genius that everyone in Kyoto admired, would become a useless person from today on.

Gu Hongyi pushed aside the shocked crowd, came to the side of the ring, and said to Lin Yang with hatred: "Lin Yang, you have disabled Chen Shi! Brother Chen Kong will not let you go!"

Lin Yang looked at her in confusion: "Chen Kong, the last martial arts champion?"

"Yes, Brother Chen Kong is about to enter the Grandmaster realm! You wait for death!"

"Okay, I'll wait." Lin Yang smiled, revealing his white teeth. The blood mist stained by Chen Shi made his disguised face with a scar look particularly hideous.

"However, my target is not Chen Kong, but you!" Lin Yang continued to smile, stretched out his finger, and pointed at Mo Qingkuang.