Xiao Fei said: "Song Meng, this person is handed over to you, as long as you don't kill it, the rest is free." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't worry, look at his thin arms and legs, I'm really afraid of killing him!" Song Meng shook his arms, crooked his neck, and made a crunchy sound of bones, coupled with his 1.9-meter-tall man, this is the kind of person he is talking about! This person doesn't need to use his hands, his eyes are wide, he makes a fierce expression, and when he stops, it is very oppressive.

Hu Die has absolute confidence in Wang Tian, the big trees at home have been smashed by smashing, a big living person, isn't it a slap?

However, Tao Jingjing was a little worried, even a little afraid. She had never experienced this, and subconsciously hid behind Wang Tian.

Wang Tian didn't care about this, and strode forward, the strong man in front of him looked majestic. But even the peak of Ming Jin has reached the peak of Ming Jin! The peak of Ming Jin is a thousand catties of huge power, even if this strong man is born with divine power, it is only eight hundred catties. What's more, Wang Tian's strength has been growing because of absorbing the Ten Thousand World Coins, and now the strength of one hand has reached 1,500 catties! Bursting out, it is definitely the rhythm of killing an old scalper with one punch!

"Xiaoxiang Martial Arts Pavilion, Zhaoyang Martial Arts Martial Arts Pavilion, Song Meng!" Song Meng reported to his home.

Wang Tiandao: "Yongxing, the owner of the Heavenly King Martial Arts Pavilion, Wang Tian!"

"Hey, eat my punch!" Song Meng looks like he is five big and three thick, but his brain is not stupid, no matter who you are, you will never suffer a loss if you strike first! This is his philosophy, relying on his height and momentum, he can often bluff the opponent by striking first, as long as the opponent is timid or panicked, the battle is over.

When Tao Jingjing saw this, she actually had the feeling that a tiger pounced on a rabbit, Song Meng was a tiger, and Wang Tian was the poor little white rabbit!

Tao Jingjing subconsciously turned her head, not daring to look at it, she was really afraid that this Master Wang would be killed. As a result, I just saw that Hu Die looked at the scene with a relaxed face, not nervous at all, and even took out his mobile phone and took a video on the spot. Tao Jingjing wondered, isn't she worried?

On the other side, Xiao Fei also smiled when he saw Song Meng's strong attack, in his opinion, this battle could be over. Song Meng is the most powerful martial artist he has here, he is born with divine power, and no one can block his fist at all!

The other martial artists and students had similar thoughts, shaking their heads and sighing: Someone is going to the hospital today. Something like that.

However, at this moment!

Wang Tian's eyes widened suddenly, all along, the momentum of trying to be restrained exploded at this moment! The violent momentum skyrocketed in an instant, like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment, roaring out!

Song Meng's momentum collapsed in an instant in front of this bloody momentum!

The moment Wang Tian broke out, Song Meng seemed to see a tiger dressed in rabbit skin suddenly take off the rabbit skin and jump up!

Song Meng's fist was still in mid-air, and Wang Tian had already rushed up in one step, raising his leg to kick it! The speed was so fast that Song Meng couldn't even see clearly!

Boom!

Song Meng only felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and his whole body flew out involuntarily!

Bang!

Song Meng fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, vomiting and unable to get up.

This accident happened so fast that everyone didn't even react!

The other martial artists and disciples looked at Wang Tian as if they were looking at a monster! Song Meng's status in the martial arts hall was equivalent to the role of a guardian beast, and no one dared to provoke him at all, this was a brute bull and a giant beast walking on two legs...... It's unimaginable!

Xiao Fei's face was extremely pale, Song Meng was already the most powerful martial artist he had accepted, but he was all kicked in seconds, so who else could be Wang Tian's opponent? If he is defeated...... Thinking of that consequence, Xiao Fei's heart trembled. It was as if he saw his future and was blocked.

Tao Jingjing covered her small mouth, her face was incredulous, she didn't see how Wang Tian made a move, she only heard a bang, and it was over. I thought that Wang Tian was finished, but it turned out that the big guy was finished, thinking of the fierce momentum and fierce expression of the big man before, and then looking at the current Song Meng, the huge contrast between the front and back made her feel like she was dreaming.

"Do you take off the plaque yourself, or do I do it myself?" Wang Tian looked at the plaques with the words Xiaoxiang Martial Arts Hall and Zhaoyang South Pavilion hanging on it, and said to Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei swallowed his saliva, and wanted to struggle for a while, and said, "Wang Tian, don't go too far! You just need to win, and you even want to pick up our plaque?!"

Wang Tian sneered and said: "Are you Xiao family all a waste like you? The rules of kicking the gym, if you lose, you will take off the plaque, and get out of here! Now that you have lost, do you still want to repay the debt? Also, go back and pass me a word, Zhaoyang is just the beginning, definitely not the end! Or that sentence, if Xiao Qing doesn't come to me for a day, I will kick all the way!"

After speaking, Wang Tian looked around and said, "Is there anyone else who wants to stand up for the Xiaoxiang Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Everyone subconsciously retreated, even Song Meng lost, who would dare to make a move with Wang Tian? Isn't that looking for death?

Seeing this, Xiao Fei scolded: "You waste! We spend money to support you, and you are so virtuous? Wu Xiong! You give it to me!"

Wu Xiong is a middle-aged man who teaches judo. As soon as he heard Xiao Fei call out his name, he almost scolded him! Even Beichuan Xiong lost at the hands of Wang Tian, what use did he have if he went up except to be beaten? But when he thought of the strong strength of the Xiaoxiang Group and his future prospects.

In desperation, Wu Xiong stepped forward and said: "I'll try it, Xiaoxiang Martial Arts Pavilion, Zhaoyang Martial Arts Pavilion, Judo Martial Artist, Wu Xiong!"

"Let's do it. Wang Tian said lightly, he didn't bother to introduce it. The other party is cowardly before fighting, and he is not qualified to be his opponent at all!

When Wu Xiong heard this, he smiled bitterly, yelled to give himself courage, and rushed forward!

Boom!

Lightning-fast kick!

Still no one sees clearly!

But Wu Xiong flew out five or six meters of parabola clearly clearly, and what was even more terrifying was that when he went down, everyone heard the sound of bones breaking, and the sound was so harsh that it made people's scalps numb and their liver and gallbladder cold.

"Who else?" Wang Tian looked at the others as if he had done something insignificant.

Everyone retreated again until they reached the base of the wall.

Song Meng in front of him was just kicked and vomited, and there was no major injury. But Wu Xiong's broken bones made everyone afraid, for fear that he would be beaten so badly, or even become disabled. (To be continued.) )