Chapter 425: Iron Fist King, Nie Fengyuan!

What the hell?

Most of the people present were Chinese warriors, and they didn't know Chesmir who was the first to appear.

Soon, the Iron Fist King Nie Fengyuan appeared, and the audience was boiling and cheering.

When Chesmir of the Temple of Divine Souls appeared, there was a boo!

"Hey, in the past few years, the ability group has changed blood, and it is no longer the previous ability group, this Divine Soul Temple has lost this year!"

Offstage, the head of the Iron Sect crossed his arms around his chest, snorted coldly, and glanced at the players of the Soul Hall with disdain.

"Iron Master, I don't think so, a few years ago, in the exchange competition, the people of the Divine Soul Hall took a big advantage, and the Divine Soul Hall is said to be as good as a cloud, and it is difficult to say the outcome if it really starts. ”

Some people questioned it.

"You know the yarn, you don't know the rapid development of the ability group in the past two years. Take this Nie Fengyuan as an example, a pair of iron fists are invincible all over the world, and he is only thirty years old, and his potential is incomparable, how can a few Mi Guoyan be able to compete?"

Iron Master said disdainfully.

……

Soon, both sides were in the ring.

"Ability group, Nie Fengyuan. Nie Fengyuan clenched his fists and said coldly.

"Chesmir. Chesmir looked at him with a smirk.

Then in front of everyone, he stretched out his index finger to Nie Fengyuan and hooked it.

Nie Fengyuan was furious, this was undoubtedly provoking his majesty!

"Look for death!"

Nie Fengyuan let out a loud shout, his steps moved, like a wild dragon out of the sea, stepped forward, and smashed Chesmir's head with a punch.

"Humph!"

Chesmir sneered, his body jumped suddenly, and jumped directly over Nie Fengyuan's head, making Nie Fengyuan pounce in the air!

"What!"

Nie Fengyuan was shocked, his speed was fast enough, and the other party actually jumped directly over his head!

"Ability group, but that's it!"

Chesmir turned around and sneered at Nie Fengyuan, shaking his index finger with an arrogant attitude.

"You're looking for death!"

Nie Fengyuan was enraged.

Since his debut, he has never been so despised by the other party, and today, he is so despised by a Mi Guoyan!

"Whew!"

The fist wind was whistling, the fist shadows were intertwined, and Nie Fengyuan's iron fist was like a spider's web, constantly attacking towards Chesmir.

However, Chesmir didn't make a move at all, and retreated step by step, and Nie Fengyuan couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

"Are you just dodging?"

Nie Fengyuan had already consumed a lot of physical strength when he came down with a set of fists, but the other party kept dodging, and there was no collision below at all, which made him very unhappy!

……

"This Nie Fengyuan is going to lose. ”

In a crystal box on the second floor of the viewing platform, Chen Yang, who had been watching the battle closely, shook his head.

"Impossible! Although Nie Fengyuan has no advantage in speed, his iron fist is extremely powerful, as long as he punches him, this Chesmir will definitely be defeated!"

Bai Wushuang, who was standing behind Chen Yang with a cold face, suddenly argued.

"Yes, although Nie Fengyuan's speed is not his strong point, he has great fist power, as long as he punches him, this Chesmir will be defeated!"

Huo Guang, who was watching the battle closely, also argued.

Chen Yang shook his head with a wry smile, took a faint puff of his cigarette, and said with a smile: "Strength is important, but without speed, strength is a kind of chicken ribs in disguise, even if you can knock out the opponent with one punch, will the other party give you a chance to knock out?"

"This ......"

Huo Guang was speechless.

As Chen Yang said.

Chesmir in the scene was like a tanuki, extremely flexible, and Nie Fengyuan's iron fist had no chance to touch him at all!

"Hehe, you're almost exhausted, isn't it?

Chesmir, who was constantly dodging, suddenly turned his head and laughed fiercely, taking advantage of Nie Fengyuan's power consumption, he turned around sharply and smashed a punch into Nie Fengyuan's face.

Bang!

The terrifying fist force smashed Nie Fengyuan to the ground.

"Careless!"

Nie Fengyuan was furious, slapped on the ground, and just wanted to get up, he saw an iron leg with a whistling wind, bang, and kicked him in the face, boom!

Nie Fengyuan's body rubbed and rotated five or six times at three hundred and sixty degrees on the ground......

"Wow!"

Vomiting blood on the spot!

The muscles of his entire face were blurred with flesh and blood, and under the terrifying leg bombardment of Chesmir, his facial bones were completely sunken, dripping with blood, and he looked extremely hideous!

"This ......"

Bai Wushuang's face turned pale, just as Chen Yang said, Nie Fengyuan was really defeated!

Crash!

Tens of thousands of people in the audience stood up, and Nie Fengyuan, who had always been optimistic about them, was directly knocked out by the other party!

Moreover, the other party had been dodging before, and he didn't make a move at all, but now as soon as he made a move, he directly abused Nie Fengyuan!

"Hehe, Donald, this year's contestants in the ability group are not as exciting as before!"

On the spectator seat, Josber casually turned his head and smiled at Tang Qinghua.

Tang Qinghua's face was as usual, he smiled, and said, "Mr. Josber, the exchange competition has just begun, why are you in a hurry?"

Tang Qinghua was very calm.

In the past exchange matches between the Divine Soul Hall and the Ability Group, the Divine Soul Hall had the upper hand, even if he lost this year, Tang Qinghua was used to it.

"Huh. Josber smiled and said no more.

"Stand up!"

"Stand up, Nie Fengyuan!

At this moment, in the audience, someone suddenly shouted loudly for Nie Fengyuan to stand up.

Then, everyone shouted.

At the edge of the corner of the ring, Zhang Tianfeng shook his head, the outcome was already clear, and continuing would only break this member of the ability group.

"Alright, this competition, the Soul Temple Chesmir wins......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Nie Fengyuan, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand and motioned for Zhang Tianfeng to stop.

"Are you still going to hold on?"

Chesmir shrugged his shoulders and looked condescendingly, looking coldly at Nie Fengyuan, who was struggling in the ring.

At this time, Nie Fengyuan was seriously injured, his facial bones had been kicked and shattered, and his mouth was bleeding constantly, but he still struggled to get up little by little with strong perseverance.

"I ...... Can I still ...... Fight!"

Nie Fengyuan stood up with difficulty and shouted loudly: "I, Nie Fengyuan, can still fight!!"

"Whoa!"

The audience boiled.

With Nie Fengyuan's sentence I can still fight, it was like a fuse, igniting the enthusiasm of the audience!

"Nie Fengyuan!"

"Nie Fengyuan!"

"Nie Fengyuan!"

For a while, the audience called Nie Fengyuan's name.

"You're courageous!"

Chesmir's face turned cold, and he staggered...... stepped on three feet in a row, his body rose to the sky, his arms were elbows, and he fell fiercely, pointing directly at Nie Fengyuan's Tianling Gai!

"Oops! This is killing! This is killing people!"

Suddenly, the members of the ability group actually saw that it was not good, and shouted loudly.

However, it was too late!

Just when Chesmir's hard elbow was about to land on Nie Fengyuan's Heavenly Spirit Gai, suddenly!

Nie Fengyuan opened his mouth and roared, and smashed his fist upwards!

Bang!!!

The terrifying explosive force was released like a tidal wave, and it smashed into Chesmir's hard elbow!

Rumble!

As if he had been hit by a train, Chesmir's body rolled twice in mid-air, kicking and kicking......

After landing, he took three steps back!

This is how to stop the backlash!

"You!"

Chesmir's eyes lit up with anger.

"Roar!!

Nie Fengyuan finally stood up and roared like a beast.

"Come on!!"

Whoosh!

Nie Fengyuan was like a brute beast rushing towards his opponent.

This time, he no longer uses his iron fist, but uses his body as a weapon to carry out the most primitive charge!

[Sixth Update!]

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