Chapter 20: Joining forces
Boom!
There was a sound that seemed to hit the wall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Xiong Fenfen blushed, crossed his arms, and swayed under his feet, the whole person was forcibly bombarded out without moving, and was forcibly dragged out of the ground for four or five meters, and his arms were already red and black.
"What a strong force."
If his own cultivation was not a strength route, it was estimated that the punch just now would directly break his arms. Xiong Fen rubbed the blackened place, touched it gently, and felt numb, "Then it's my turn, boy!" β
With a swing of his fists, a bow of his waist, a stride impact under his feet, his right fist stretched out, and the speed of the whole person suddenly exploded, hitting Wei Yang's head in a straight line.
Looking at a straight fist, wrapped with a gust of wind pressure, Wei Yang's body immediately turned to one side, frowning slightly, and thought: Aren't all the martial arts in this world very skillful?
Then, with a raised left fist, a heavy punch, an uppercut, from the bottom up. The free hand was secretly raised, turning a fist into a palm.
Fighting skills. Hand knives
Xiong Fen, who rushed over, only noticed a heavy punch that came over, and subconsciously thought that the other party was going to exchange injuries for injuries, so he immediately adjusted his strategy, fist to fist hit each other, and the powerful collision force made the bones of both sides make a tooth-sore sound.
The body suffocated slightly, and suddenly a black shadow crossed the arc and cut down from top to bottom. Xiong Fen was taken aback, it was too late to retreat, and there was a sudden pain in the back of his neck, and the whole person was like a big bear lying in the ring after eating and sleeping, motionless.
The referee who woke up from the shock hurriedly ran over to check on Xiong Fen, who was unconscious, and raised Wei Yang's hand high, "Wei Yang from Beicang wins!" β
For a while, many prisoners have not come to their senses, you must know that the prestige of Nancang Lao Xiong is famous in Gansha, and even the other three prisons are also registered, and they once almost qualified for the World Prison War, how could they be knocked down in the first game of the knockout round.
But it's too exciting, just a battle between two power types, the feeling of muscles fighting, is simply exciting. Presumably, the people watching the gambling from the periphery behind the camera feel the same way.
Ignoring the noisy prisoners, at this moment his heart was even more joyful, not because he had won, but because there had been a new change in his attributes, the power of 2.9 had risen by 0.1 to 3.0 at the moment, and the heavy punch had also entered the second order after a few fights, and the name had a new change, super heavy punch, giving a more terrifying blow. It's just that the super heavy punch has no proficiency and no level, and it seems that it has entered a bottleneck and cannot be improved anymore.
If that's the case, Wei Yang feels a little troublesome.
However, he was now desperate to get out of prison, and said to Li Jianshu, who was sitting above: "Extra game, I want to have a good time tonight!" β
The referee shook his head and said first: "Originally, the event of a few days, I am afraid it will not work if you finish it in one night, you see that others are no longer afraid to come up." β
There was no one left in the seat of Hussey, and Wei Yang didn't know what to say for a while, but after thinking about it, he blurted out: "What about the two big guys in Dongcang and Xicang?" Aren't they going to vote for my place in the ring? β
"I'm afraid that won't work!" Li Jianshu stood up, "Let's stop here today, and start tomorrow!" β
After saying that, he left in a huff. The old bear on the stage was also carried down for treatment, Wei Yang alone had no joy of victory, and just walked to the door, a voice came from behind, "Let's wait and see tomorrow." β
Hurriedly turning his head, Wei Yang only saw a black shadow disappear into the shadows. See? It should be one of the other two people, the green of the East Warehouse, or the fox of the West Warehouse? But the victory is mine anyway.
Tonight, it was a sleepless night, and most of the prisoners couldn't sleep peacefully, and their minds were still thinking about the battle. Wei Yang didn't fall asleep either, sitting cross-legged on the bed in addition to closing his eyes and recuperating, he still used the 'shock' to keep relaxing his muscles and exercising his bones, the power of 3.0 made him faintly feel the limit, as if he wanted to go further, he might not be able to. It's a pity that there are no attribute points for him to try, if it's really to the limit, then how to solve the future improvement, this is another big problem.
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The night was deep, and the moonlight was shining silver on the roof.
In one of the prison's warehouses, a dark shadow flashed in, and whispered conversations could be heard.
"Did you bring what I wanted?"
"If you bring it, you must hide it, this is what I just refined, and just one drop can kill dozens of people."
"Don't worry, I know these things."
"Are you really sure? That Wei Yang is too powerful. β
"It should be no problem, with what you provide, and with my martial arts, there is at least eighty percent certainty that I will cripple him in a battle."
"That's good, when the time comes, the two of us will qualify again with our ability, how about it?"
"It couldn't be better! So be it, don't attract the attention of others, and you will have a good look at the play tomorrow. β
The two black shadows whispered for a while, and one after the other went out of the warehouse door and disappeared. But none of them noticed that there was another person outside the warehouse, quietly watching them leave.