The head of the Guardian Association of the South Vietnamese Kingdom once again stared at the television, which was a brand new television set.

Originally, he didn't want to continue watching it, but when he thought that Wu Qian Huangquan hadn't appeared yet, he wanted to watch it again.

He was full of confidence in Wu Poor Huangquan, and felt that Wu Poor Huangquan alone could easily defeat the six Huaxia people.

At the same time, Huaxia guarded the headquarters, Hao Hongwei's expression also became solemn.

Because he deliberately investigated this Wu Qian Huangquan, his strength is really strong.

Not only can he defeat a Divine Realm Junior Martial Artist, but even an ordinary Divine Realm Martial Artist is not his opponent.

With his strong strength, he could actually break through to the Divine Realm Xiaocheng a long time ago.

However, he has been suppressing it, just for this global martial arts competition, in order to help South Vietnam get a good ranking.

Liu Le naturally knows this.

Because before starting the competition, Hao Siqi sent them these materials, and they all knew it.

"This kid is very strong, and even I am not necessarily his opponent. Tian Zhen said softly.

"Then, can our eldest brother still win?" Zhou Kaijun said seriously.

"Of course you can win, big brother is invincible. Tian Zhen said proudly.

Wan Ma was a little dignified: "He is obviously stronger than what the intelligence says, he has been suppressing the realm, otherwise he would have broken through to the god realm a long time ago." It is said that he has the strength to defeat the Divine Realm Dacheng. ”

"Even if he is a god realm master, the eldest brother will win. Tian cherishes and is full of confidence.

Huang Yuejiao, Ma Yan and Qiu Yi also nodded together, they were all optimistic about Liu Le.

Liu Le can even defeat the peak of the Divine Realm of 10,000 yards, and he can defeat it with one move.

Even if Wu Qi Huangquan could defeat the Divine Realm Dacheng, what would it be worth? Compared to Liu Le, it was still far behind.

In their hearts, Liu Le has become a god-like existence and is invincible.

"Ready, begin. ”

With the referee's shout, Wu Qiang Huangquan, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, bounced up suddenly.

Sou.

He jumped to a height of more than twenty meters at once, and kept flipping in the air, like a ring.

Finally, the force of the ascent and gravity are equal.

Wu Qian Huangquan stopped and began to fall, like a meteorite crashing into the earth.

"Yellow Spring Legs. ”

He kicked Liu Le in the head from top to bottom.

More than a dozen leg shadows faintly appeared in the air, and they couldn't tell which one was real and which one was false.

Moreover, it was top-down, and the force of the fall greatly increased his strength.

His kick exploded in the air, as if a firecracker had been ignited.

A fierce aura pressed down from the sky, like a meteor about to smash into the ground.

Call.

The wind was blowing, and it still took Wu Poor Yellow Spring as the center point and blew it around.

The wind also carried pressure, and even the audience in the audience felt that they were about to suffocate.

"It's so strong. Zhou Kaijun was shocked.

Huang Yuejiao, Ma Yanxiang, and Qiu Yi were all shocked.

This kick gave them a great sense of danger, and even if they were very proud, they knew that they could not resist it.

This immediately reminded them of Tian Cherish's Shattered Star Fist.

I couldn't help asking, "Brother Tian, can you resist such a force?"

Tian Zhenzhen said lightly: "It should be about the same! I am on par with him, but I am far from Brother Liu, and he is also far away from Brother Liu." ”

Wan Ma also recognized Tian Zhenzhen's words, and nodded slightly: "Liu Le will definitely be able to block it." ”

"Good. On the other side, the South Vietnamese warriors were all excited.

This is Wu Poor Huangquan's strongest move, with this move, Wu Poor Huangquan once kicked to death a small martial artist in the God Realm.

He also kicked and injured a god realm martial artist.

Recently, Wu Poor Huangquan has made progress again, and this time, Wu Poor Huangquan is still extraordinary

played.

Looking at the overwhelming momentum, it is clear that he has kicked a stronger, stronger and more powerful kick than before.

At this moment, even the chief of the South Vietnamese guard in front of the TV was excited: "Good, good, live up to expectations!"

Of course, it's a brand new TV.

Fragments from the two TVs were still scattered on the floor, and the cleaners had not cleaned them up.

At the scene of the game, Ruan Hoang Weiwu even waved his fist and said excitedly: "You must win." ”

Even the referee was shocked: ", more than 350,000 kilograms." ”

"This kick has crossed the strength of the ordinary god realm Xiaocheng, and you guys are too ruthless!"

Then, the referee hurriedly shouted to Liu Le: "Admit defeat, stinky boy, otherwise you will be kicked to death." ”

As a referee, his task is not only to be responsible for the fairness and justice of the game, but also for personal safety.

At the very least, no contestants should be allowed to die.

Although he doesn't like Huaxia warriors, as long as Liu Le admits defeat, he must come to the rescue.

He was also ready to come to the rescue.

Admit defeat?

Ha ha...... The South Vietnamese warriors laughed loudly, because even if Liu Le conceded defeat now, it would be too late.

This kick must step on Liu Le, and it will definitely step Liu Le into the ring.

Admit defeat?

Hehe, Liu Le smiled, you think too much.

Liu Le raised his head and looked at Wu Poor Huangquan who fell from the sky, his expression was indifferent, calm, and there was no wave.

The strength of 350,000 kilograms is nothing to him.

Even the power of the little black dragon didn't need to be borrowed, he only used the gathering force, and the strength reached 400,000 kilograms in an instant.

400,000 kilograms, against 350,000 kilograms, he is already invincible.

The average peak martial artist of the Spirit Realm only has a strength of about 100,000 kilograms.

Of course, the martial artists who came to participate in the competition were all top powerhouses in various countries, and their strength would definitely be greater than 100,000 kilograms.

For example, Wu Qian Huangquan is the strongest person in the strength of the spiritual realm, and his strength is almost 400,000 kilograms.

This is definitely a seeded player, but it's a pity that he met Liu Le, who is even more seeded.

Seeds, met seeds within seeds.

It's like a genius who meets a genius of geniuses, and the results are already predictable.

Liu Le threw a punch, and his direct cohesion doubled.

The 400,000-kilogram fist hit Wu Qiang Huangquan's heel directly.

Bang.

This punch directly knocked Wu Qiang Huangquan into the sky.

It also flew higher and farther, directly above thirty meters.

Call.

The powerful force of the fall disappeared in an instant, and the wind blew towards the sky.

Even garbage cans and drink bottles flew up with a bang.

At this moment, the eyes of all the audience widened.

"Damn. ”

"How can Liu Le have such great power?"

"It's incredible. ”

"Is he possessed by Hercules?"

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

Just when their brains were blank, Wu Qiang Huangquan fell from the sky again and kicked Liu Le's head fiercely.

"Yellow Spring Legs. ”

This time, Wu Qian Huangquan had a hideous face and roared wildly.

He did everything he could.

He was desperate.

The spirit animal leather cloak on his body hunted like a banner in a madness.

Sixteen footprints appeared directly in the air, and the footprints overlapped and gathered together to form a huge and solid footprint, like a mountain, smashing towards the top of Liu Le's head.

"Stomping you to death. He said viciously.

The referee's face was extremely solemn, and he secretly carried his strength into his arms, ready to save people at any time.

Because in his opinion, Liu Le can't catch Wu Poor Huangquan's big feet no matter what.

"Be careful. "Lian Wan Ma is a little nervous.

Because he noticed that Wu Poor Huangquan's kick had surpassed Tian Cherish's Shattered Star Fist.

Even if it is Tian Zhenzhen, he can only be defeated.

Although Liu Le is stronger than Tian Zhenzhen, what if he is injured?

In this regard, Liu Le's expression remained unchanged, still so calm, indifferent, and unhurried.

As if they didn't know that danger was approaching.

It was only when Wu Poor Huangquan was about to step on the top of his head that he punched him.

It was still a concentrated punch, and once again knocked Wu Qiang Huangquan upside down and flew into the air.

"Oh. ”

"Wow. ”

With the exclamations of everyone, although Liu Le knocked Wu Poor Huangquan into the air with two consecutive moves, Liu Le himself was not comfortable, and he stepped on the ring under his feet with two footprints.

Moreover, the footprints were still so deep that even half of the calf was sunk in.

This is already Liu Le's limit.

He had already tried his best, and most of the power in the dantian spiritual sea had been consumed.

"Master, do you want me to help you?" asked the little black dragon.

"No, I don't. Liu Le is already winning, because Wu Poor Huangquan is even more uncomfortable than him.

When Liu Le's second punch knocked him into the air, he was already vomiting blood.

Moreover, it's not a little spit, it's a lot.

The referee who looked up opened his mouth in shock, and he fell into his mouth.

The referee tasted it and said in surprise: "Hemp, what is this?"

Liu Le smiled slightly: "I seem to have him." ”

As soon as he heard the word urine, the referee vomited directly, lying on the edge of the ring, and vomited down, almost vomiting out his intestines.

This time, Wu Poor Huangquan kicked over again, and he was still insisting, desperately persevering.

He thought that Liu Le couldn't hold on, but as a result, Liu Le punched him in the heel again.

This time, I only heard a click, and the bone broke.

"Ah......" Wu Qian Huangquan let out a miserable scream, and his leg bones were broken by Liu Le.

This time, when he fell, he didn't dare to kick Liu Le anymore.

Instead, with the help of Liu Le's strength, he fell to the side, his body staggered, and he couldn't stand.

Moreover, he was still vomiting blood, and the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs that had been injured.

"Admit defeat!" Ruan Huang Weiwu shouted helplessly and sadly.

Wu Qian Huangquan raised his head slowly, glaring at Liu Le resentfully, but did not speak.

Liu Le jumped up from the footprints, waved his fist, and hit Wu Qian Huangquan again.

"We threw in the towel, and we threw in the towel. Nguyen Hoang Vong Vong Vu shouted loudly.

Only then did Liu Le stop.

At the moment when Liu Le stopped, Wu Qiang Huangquan couldn't support it anymore, and he fainted directly and fell to the ground.

At this point, the referee was still vomiting.

Liu Le had no choice but to put away his fists, stand still, and then wait for the referee to announce the result.

Except for the referee's vomiting, there was silence in the audience, and they were all shocked by Liu Le's power.

How could a small martial artist in the spiritual realm be so strong?

This almost has the strength of the Divine Realm!

After a moment of silence, there was a sudden burst of cheers.

"Oh, Liu Le is the first, Huaxia will win. "These are all audiences from Huaxia, and they bring the rhythm.

"Ah...... Ha...... "Those audiences from other countries are screaming indiscriminately......

There were also some viewers from South Vietnam who cried sadly.

They are reluctant to accept this reality.

Su Chen, who was in charge of the filming work, hurriedly commanded the staff and gave Liu Le a big close-up.

Liu Le's moment was frozen by the photo.