Chapter 51: The Contest

"Boy, you're pretty good, you actually took my punch hard. ”

Looking at Li Yan, the corners of Song Jie's mouth showed a sneer.

Relying on the latest scientific and technological achievements, his body has been unimaginably strengthened.

Not to mention people, even seven or eight centimeters thick steel plates can be kicked away by him.

Therefore, I don't know how many people were killed by his punch recently.

Now Li Yan actually met his punch with his own body, which made Song Jie a little surprised.

"But this is just the beginning, and the best is yet to come, boy, let's die. ”

Song Jie said coldly, a chill in his eyes.

Looking at Li Yan, Song Jie kicked Li Yan out of the forehead.

His movements were not very fast, but the force of a punch surprised Li Yan, and now he kicked it out, and the power in it was self-evident.

It's like a blow from an iron giant, and it's like a desperately running bull about to crash into a tree.

Seeing Song Jie's leg kicking towards him, Li Yan subconsciously wanted to flash aside.

Song Jie is obviously very strong in terms of strength, ten times stronger than others, or even higher.

Fighting requires skill, especially in this kind of life-and-death battle.

Of course, Li Yan will not be stupid enough to compare with Song Jie like a child, who has more strength, and compared with his own non-advantages and others' advantages, it is definitely the kind that has nothing to do and can find death.

But staying in the bar, the crowd and seats around him made it impossible for Li Yan to dodge at all.

A faint aura appeared on Li Yan's body.

The aura in Li Yan's body was under his control, ready for battle.

Although Li Yan is not good at strength, at this time, there is no other way than to fight.

The aura appeared in Li Yan's eyes like mist, which was the result of the appearance of the spirit pupil when it was running.

couldn't dodge, Li Yan could only take Song Jie's attack hard.

Song Jie is not a monk, and he is not very fast in terms of the speed of his legs, but with his strengthened body, he has an advantage in strength.

It is like the strength of a wild bull and the body of a white bear.

If he is not careful, he may be seriously injured by Song Jie's move.

The spirit pupil was running, and Song Jie's originally very slow movements were as slow as a turtle crawling in Li Yan's eyes.

It's like the slow motion in the movie, even a lot slower than the slow motion.

Calm down and look at Song Jie's thigh kicked towards him.

Li Yan grabbed Song Jie's legs tightly as he was about to touch his body.

No matter how hard Song Jie tries, he can't move forward by half a point.

Song Jie just injured Li Yan because Li Yan was defenseless, and relied on his sudden attack and inhuman strength to make Li Yan almost vomit blood.

Now that Li Yan is on guard, he knows that Song Jie's strength is dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Knowing Song Jie's details, how could he let Song Jie succeed.

Both hands grabbed Song Jie's legs tightly, and the aura on his arms appeared.

Li Yan snorted coldly and threw Song Jie out with all his strength.

Song Jie's body flew out like a ball.

Inside the bar, the neon lights are constantly flashing, and the light shines on the other customers one by one, which looks a little enchanting.

It seems to be very weird, as complex as the human heart.

In the singing and noisy voices, countless beauties and handsome men are singing selflessly.

They vented their dissatisfaction or desires to their heart's content, and no one even noticed the battle between Li Yan and Song Jie.

Song Jie's body was like a bowling ball thrown out, and in the process of flying out, countless seats were knocked to the ground by Song Jie's body.

Wine bottles and glasses rolled on the ground, making a "crackling" sound.

He's like some kind of symphony, playing mysterious songs.

Under the loud voice, those men and women who were addicted to their own world and couldn't extricate themselves finally woke up.

They wailed and howled and ran out, and some of them didn't even notice that they were naked, and they didn't even have any clothes to cover their bodies.

There are also bold ones, standing aside and silently watching everything in front of them.

For a while, there were only seven or eight people left in the huge bar, and even some of Zhang Xueqian's friends were far away.

I didn't dare to step forward, and looked at everything in front of me in horror.

Li Yan was left with only Su Yi slowly eating fruit.

From time to time, he picked up his wine glass and slowly took a sip of red wine, as if the things in front of him had nothing to do with him.

As for the security of the hotel, from the moment the guest runs out.

Everyone gathered around, and under the leadership of the manager, they stood silently aside, perhaps because they were afraid of Su Yi or Song Jie, and did not take a step forward.

After strengthening, Song Jie didn't seem to have only gained a lot of strength, but even his body had become as hard as a stone.

was thrown out by Li Yan, Song Jie's body didn't know how many tables and wine bottles he hit along the way, and the moment he fell, he directly smashed a table to smithereens.

But even so, there was not a single wound on his whole body.

"Boy, I don't know, my current body is cut by a steel knife, and there may not be a wound. ”

Song Jie laughed and said, this is his confidence.

The physical reinforcement has affected him much more than just that.

He clenched his fists, and a sound like fried beans sounded on his body.

Shaking his head, Song Jie kept moving his body, and the sound on his body was like a metal collision.

People can't help but be scared when they hear it, like some wild beast staying in front of them.

The blow failed, and Song Jie's runner rushed towards Li Yan.

At his feet, cracks appeared in the fine marble floor, and in an instant, they turned into powder.

This is not the effect of Reiki, but the result of the power reaching a certain point.

Even with Li Yan's current strength.

It is not a simple thing to do this without using Reiki.

Song Jie clenched his fist and hit Li Yan.

He clenched his fists, like a tiger descending from a mountain and a dragon going out to sea.

Every time a punch is thrown, it is as if there is a power to destroy heaven and earth, and the void is making a sound.

A pale cyan aura appeared on Li Yan's arms, like a mist surrounding Li Yan's side.

The arm and Song Jie's fist collided together, as if two artifacts collided, making a deafening sound, which shook some people's heads and couldn't help but hurt.

Relying on the protection of spiritual power, Song Jie's fist could not hurt Li Yan by half a point.

But Song Jie's body is like a titan, and it seems to be made of steel, no matter how hard Li Yan tries, it is difficult for the aura to cause substantial damage to Song Jie.

Fists and feet collide, you come and go, the aura boils, and you sweat profusely.

This is a simple confrontation between strength and spiritual power, and it is like a comparison between two different cultivation systems.

Fighting openly and secretly, no one wants to give in to the other.

For a while, the two of them were stuck, neither of them had the upper hand, and no one showed defeat.