The venue of the Martial Arts Student Fitness Building.

An unbelievable silence spread and spread around, as if it had penetrated into the depths of each martial arts student's heart, causing them to either be stunned or laugh speechlessly.

Gaishi Han Dong, I'm afraid I'm crazy.

No matter how strong the world's top products are, they can rival the high-level martial artist realm at most, but it is almost impossible to defeat the high-level martial artist head-on.

unless

There may be a glimmer of possibility in gathering the time, place, and people.

......

"Han Dong, what is he talking about. ”

"Didn't I have a broken ear and heard it wrong?" Zhao Lili barely swallowed her saliva, her heart was extremely stunned, and she couldn't think normally at all.

Whew.

Whew.

She seemed to hear her own heartbeat, and for some reason, she was inexplicably nervous.

......

"This is Gaishi Han Dong?"

"It's just a product, and it is arrogant to dare to say such remarks. ”

There were two senior martial arts students, holding their arms, and whispered two sentences, both of which did not approve of Han Dong from the bottom of their hearts.

Sun Haoxin can say it, but Han Dong can't!

The former defeated Tang Yuehan's high-ranking martial artist realm, and he had this qualification, but Han Dong simply regretted Yan Cangtu with his physical fitness, and he couldn't convince them of the qualifications.

......

On the occasion of the audience's attention, Han Dong's face remained unchanged.

Now that he has advanced to the martial arts realm, there is no need to hide it anymore, and the one who covers the world should show the spirit of covering the world.

The glory that should be in the palm of your hand should be held tightly in your hand!

The position of the first person in the school can only be taken if you give it up yourself!

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked to the ring, gently took out his mobile phone, wallet and other things, and handed them to Lin Zekai, who was following behind him.

Whew, whew.

Lin Zekai's head broke out in a cold sweat, and he was almost soaked.

It wasn't because of the heat, but because of the oppression of the gaze of so many martial arts students in the audience! The gaze of a single martial artist realm could make Lin Zekai feel worried, not to mention that there were at least ten martial artists here.

Terrible.

It's horrible.

Lin Zekai couldn't imagine how Han Dong in front of him could ignore these pressures and still move forward step by step.

Cluck.

His upper and lower teeth chattered.

People who are not here really can't imagine what a terrible oppression it is to be watched by qi from all directions, and no matter how firm Lin Zekai's heart is, he finally can't bear it.

Whew!

Lin Zekai gasped, took Han Dong's mobile phone and wallet, and took two steps back.

He only took two steps back, but it gave him the feeling of getting out of the hot steamer and escaping from the oppression of the mountain, as if the air was filling with coolness, and he felt quite relaxed.

"Han Dong. ”

His head was numb, and he looked at Han Dong's back.

Even Lin Zekai, who had a good relationship with Han Dong, felt a mixture of dazed and panicked emotions, confused in his heart, unable to think.

The next moment, Han Dong smiled and spoke.

"How. ”

"I, Han Dong, treat people with sincerity, don't you believe it? ”

Although it is a question, it contains a sure tone, and the voice is leisurely and breezy, as if it is only an insignificant truth.

No one in the audience spoke.

Silence pervades the surroundings.

In the middle of the day, all the martial arts students looked at Han Dong with the eyes of a madman, either thinking solemnly, frowning and shaking their heads, or sneering and sneering.

Even in the ring, Tang Yuehan and Sun Haoxin, who had just confronted each other, stopped in place, slightly puzzled, frowned, and looked down at Han Dong who was moving forward step by step.

Tang Yuehan was quite surprised.

Sun Haoxin, but he was disdainful.

But neither the former nor the latter thought that the current Han Dong could defeat them as a high-ranking martial artist.

Smack.

Smack.

The sound of walking forward continued, stepping on the beat of the heart, rendering a turbulent spirit, like a king of beasts patrolling the territory, spreading majesty.

"Good. ”

"Whoever doesn't believe, stand up. As we all know, I, Han Dong, are the most reasonable. Han Dong folded his hands behind his back and continued to walk to the ring.

He is not vexatious.

Nor is it an overwhelming arrogance.

Han Dong just didn't want to get into too much trouble...... Within the inspiration, about seven or eight of the forty martial arts students around him had malice towards themselves! And within the inspiration, Sun Haoxin in the ring was the strongest.

He didn't know,

What is the essence of these strong and weak malice, jealousy or hatred?

But he knew,

Malice can also be dispelled.

Just like a good medicine is bitter and good for disease, only the force that covers and sweeps can defeat these malices to collapse and disperse, and to fight these malices no longer surface.

Suppress all malice with the force of the world!

At this very moment.

A junior martial arts student with a gloomy face sneered coldly: "Who do you think you are?"

Bang!

Han Dong stepped on the ground with his left foot, reversed the direction, and his figure was like a tiger out of the cage...... Down!

As the ground shook suddenly, the wind howled like a tear, and Han Dong shot in front of this martial arts student with a burst of light against the ground, and the palms hanging from his waist suddenly stretched out his right palm with majestic strength.

Spin when diastolic, grab wrestling when spinning.

"You-"

The junior martial arts student felt that this irresistible momentum was far beyond his expectations, and his head stiffened in shock, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly to resist.

Syllable!

Han Dong turned to a straight shot and slapped his cross defense frame apart.

The most basic defensive posture is admittedly as solid as stone, but it also depends on who will urge it, and a mere mid-level martial artist realm dares to be malicious to himself?

Click!

His muscles snapped, and his arms flew away.

Such a shot almost scattered his muscles and bones, followed by a straight palm, and turned into an unstoppable grappling again, grabbing his shirt in an instant.

"The unbeliever is guilty!"

"Those who don't believe me are all bad people!"

Disheveled!!

Han Dong grabbed his shirt and slammed it towards the concrete floor.

It was as if the concrete floor was trembling, and the tremor was thick but muffled, as if the body was shaking when it fell to the ground.

"Ahh

He groaned unconsciously, his eyes white.

It's just such a simple fall, like an earth-shaking dizziness, attacking the mind, unable to think, unable to speak.

The next moment.

Sensing the temporary subsidence of the malice under his feet, Han Dong turned his head, adhering to the principle of proximity, and looked directly at another median martial artist, who was about two meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a round face, he should be a senior martial arts student.

Bang!

The mighty volcano erupted again.

The light blue figure was like a cargo truck speeding on the highway, carrying the howling and fierce sound of the wind, stepping straight to the point, directly grabbing his clothes.

Boom, useless.

Side kicks, pointless.

Any resistance is futile.

Quiescence!

The audience seems to have fallen into a dead silence!

No one spoke, no one moved, and all the martial artists present stayed in place, and their mouths were open to swallow two...... No, three raw eggs!

Everything, all hopeful!

All of them are sculptures!

Allowing the mighty emotional tsunami to sweep all around, shaking countless hearts, Han Dong's face was solemn, and he looked at the round-faced martial artist who was no longer trying to compete.

"Don't be nervous. ”

Han Dong's voice was soft.

"I am kind-hearted and have always persuaded people with virtue, do you believe it or not?" Han Dong's clear eyes revealed a sincere demeanor.

Goo-dong.

The round-faced martial artist swallowed his saliva, his face was white and red, he gasped, but his fists hung down at his sides, clenching tightly, and his clenched heart was jealous.

"Believe, I believe. He said in a trembling voice.

"Well, what are you talking about?" Han Dong wondered.

"I believe it, of course I believe it!" his face turned pale, and he was busy explaining, just now Han Dong seemed to be a tiger descending from the mountain, and even more like an ancient giant beast that had broken free from the cage, unable to resist the slightest.

In a flash.

Han Dong's face changed: "You don't believe it?"

Bang!

The internal force of the condensation fog in Han Dong's body began to circulate, and it was activated instantly, and when the soles of his feet hit the ground, it was like a giant dome falling to the ground, smashing out cracks...... The right palm, which was set off by the sound of muscles and bones and helped by the churning of blood, contained internal force, flashed with a slight light, and smashed out like lightning.

Syllable!

The left arm of the round-faced martial arts student flew away in an instant.

His complexion changed wildly, his knees were raised without warning, he crashed into Han Dong, and his right fist took advantage of the situation to slash down, these were all the instinctive reactions of a mid-level martial artist, no matter how fearful he was, he would not collapse in place.

Disheveled!

Han Dong's right palm pushed forward, and the internal force that was still in the run-in period but was already in the form of a condensing fog penetrated the whole body of the round-faced martial artist, making him paralyzed, making him weak, and making his body sore.

Since malice still exists,

Then don't blame me for being ruthless!

The invincible right palm turned into a grappling state.

Like a giant eagle soaring above the sky, the giant claws patrolled the earth, grabbed everything, and grabbed his clothes straightforwardly.

"No!"

"Don't!"

The sky swirled, as if upside down, and the round-faced martial artist seemed to see the ground full of cracks, and his line of sight, which should have been two meters above sea level, began to fall downward.

Fall......

Keep falling......

Never-ending falls......

Han Dong carried the neck of the round-faced martial arts student, the muscles of his right arm were tense, and he smashed into the concrete ground with the momentum of swallowing the whole audience with the momentum of suppression.

Boom!

The first muffled sound reverberated throughout the audience!

Boom!!

The second muffled sound resounded in the ears and hearts of all martial arts students.

Boom!!!

The third dull loud bang was like a thunderclap from a flat bottom, smashing the malice, exploding the chaotic and noisy emotions, making the people present numb, and a taste of shock, horror and shock, stirring the heart and reverberating the head!

The audience cheered.

Emotional solidification.

Han Dong glanced at the round-faced martial artist who was paralyzed on the ground and his arms were dislocated, and he could no longer sense the slightest malice.

It's the right moment.

The only remaining malice in the audience is in the ring.

"Hmph. ”

Sun Haoxin snorted coldly, shook his neck twice, and the internal force of the condensing mist was running at full strength, staring at Han Dong coldly.

He didn't care.

The middle martial artist realm is only, but he is in a high position.

Besides, Tang Yuehan has been defeated, where does he still need to be afraid of Han Dong? Even if he is in the world, he will overturn it today!

Suddenly.

"Do you want to fight with me?" Han Dong looked around the audience, and everywhere his eyes passed, he was silent and drooping, and finally stared at Sun Haoxin, who was high-spirited.

"In that case, I will give you a defeat. ”