Chapter 87: Nine Fists(2/2)
Zhang Ruochen stared at Luo Xu standing opposite and said, "You win!"
Luo Xu shook his head and said: "You won! In the late stage of Xuanji Realm, I only practiced the 'Luoshui Thirty-six Fists' into nine fists. Now that I have finished all nine fists, I still can't knock you down."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The first punch you punched only used 20% of the power, the second punch used 30% of the power, and after that, every punch you punched only used 10% of the power. Only when you punch the ninth punch, you
You only used 100% of your strength. If you had used 100% of your strength from the moment you threw the first punch, I wouldn't have been able to block your nine punches."
Luo Xu smiled and said: "But you have to know that other warriors in the middle stage of the Xuanji realm only need to catch the first punch of my two-level power to pass this level."
Zhang Ruochen nodded, but he was not discouraged at all. After all, the opponent was the strongest person in the West Academy for 460 years. It was not a shame to lose to him when he was a level lower than him.
What's more, Zhang Ruochen didn't use the space field.
If the space field is used, it is not certain who will win and who will lose.
Of course, the Luo Xu that Zhang Ruochen sees now is just a spiritual body condensed by Wu Pa with spiritual energy, and is not a real person. The combat power of this spiritual body does not represent Luo Xu's true strength!
There is no point in pursuing victory or defeat excessively.
After Zhang Ruochen rested for a while, feeling that his body had recovered 70% to 80%, he walked into the metal door and went to the second level of the second floor.
Zhang Ruochen didn't defeat Luo Xu, so he naturally had to go through the second and third levels of the second level.
The second level on the second floor is a thirty-meter-long passage, only three meters wide, with small circular holes on the iron walls on both sides.
"Boohoo!"
Walking into the passage, short arrows as long as a palm were shot out from the small holes in the iron walls on both sides.
Zhang Ruochen didn't draw his sword, he just waved the scabbard and knocked down all the short arrows.
He walked through the thirty-meter-long passage step by step without stopping at all, appearing very relaxed.
Of course, it was also for him that it seemed relaxed.
Chapter completed!