"It seems that the Soul Hunter team may be the biggest obstacle to our victory. Qingfeng looked at the fist and smiled slightly.

"Qingfeng, you think too highly of the Spirit Hunter. That's right, that spirit hunter on the stage is indeed quite strong, but that's all, I can definitely defeat her!"

"She's mine, Dauntless, don't rob me. Shi Jian on the side couldn't help but interject.

Shi Jian is a power-type fighting spirit, when he saw the strength of the fist, the battle spirit soared instantly, and he really wanted to compete with the fist.

"Don't worry, I won't rob you. To be honest, with the way she fights, I really don't bother to fight her. "Fearless and disdainful.

"I just don't know how powerful the other spirit hunters are. Li Shu said curiously.

"No matter how good they are, they can't stop us from winning the championship anyway. Fearless said confidently.

......

Bell! bell...

As the sound of the golden hammer continued to sound, the surface of the vibrating hammer was already pitted and seriously deformed.

"Fuck your uncle!

"I'm an immortal, seven types of nirvana, and a tyrant!"

Clang!

A startling sound resounded in the ring square, and some fighting spirits with slightly worse concentration couldn't help but cover their ears.

After the violent collision, the fist was repelled by the shock hammer again, and Chen Yifan on the other side couldn't help but take two steps back.

At this moment, Chen Yifan only felt that his palm was enveloped by a sharp stinging sensation, obviously, this was the sequelae of the shock hammer after being slammed.

When the fist and Chen Yifan separated, the fighting spirits finally noticed the abnormality of the shock hammer, because the severely deformed shock hammer was extremely conspicuous, and it had long lost its hammer form, more like a broken copper and broken iron.

"Chen Yifan's weapon... I was actually beaten by the Spirit Hunter..."

"Holy... That spirit hunter is too violent, isn't it..."

"The hammer has been scrapped, and it looks like the winner has been decided. ”

......

The fighting spirits looked at the damaged shock hammer and knew that Chen Yifan's general trend was gone, after all, when the fighting spirit lost its weapon, its combat power would be greatly reduced.

"Oh, I'm sorry to break your smashing hammer. Fist feigned apology.

The apology of the fist made Chen Yifan feel very harsh, because Chen Yifan could hear that the fist was selling cheaply, showing off his strength, and ridiculing him. What made Chen Yifan most angry was that the fist actually misremembered the name of the golden double hammer, this is a shock hammer!

Right now, seeing the destruction of the shock hammer, Chen Yifan knew that he had lost the qualification to compete for the championship of the Fighting Spirit Martial God Altar. Before the Fighting Spirit Martial God Altar had even started, he had lost his hope of winning the championship, which made him have the face to go back and face the Twilight Academy.

At this time, Chen Yifan finally knew that from the very beginning, the punch was aimed at the shock hammer.

"Stinky girl, you did it on purpose!" Chen Yifan glared at his fist and scolded.

"Grandma, I did it on purpose, what's the matter!" said with a swaggering fist.

"Okay! You're ruthless enough! But don't be too complacent! Do you think that smashing my hammer will prove that you're better than me! It's ridiculous! This only proves that your fist gloves are better than my hammer!" Chen Yifan said disdainfully.

"What the hell are you thinking about so many crookedly!" Punch urged.

"I just wanted to tell you, if you didn't have those fists, you wouldn't be anything!" Chen Yifan mocked.

The shock hammer has been broken by the punch, Chen Yifan knows that he can't beat the box, and at the same time, he also knows that at the moment, if he wants to defeat the boxing, there is only one hope, that is, to force the boxing to give up the boxing gloves and fight him with his bare hands.

"It seems that you are not convinced, in this case, grandma and I will fulfill you today, let you see how big the gap between you and grandma and me is. Between the words, the fist directly untied the bear fist cover.

Seeing that the punch hit Chen Yifan's agitation method, Luo Feng under the ring immediately shouted: "Punch! Don't be fooled! He's provoking you! Quickly knock him down! Don't waste your soul power anymore! You still have a duel to fight next!"

For Luo Feng's reminder, the fist turned a deaf ear, obviously, she also knew that Chen Yifan was provoking her, but she didn't care, defeating the opponent has never been able to satisfy the competitive desire of the fist, what she pursued was to completely defeat the opponent's confidence.

"Hehe, it's so easy to deceive, it seems that her IQ is not much different from her height. Chen Yifan watched the fist untie the boxing gloves, and secretly laughed in his heart. At the same time, he also threw away the two scrap copper and rotten iron in his hand.

"Grandma, I wanted to send you down with one punch, but your ignorance makes me feel that I need to punch you a few more times so that you can see the reality. The fist moved his wrist and said lightly.

"Hmph, that's a big breath. I have also decided, if I don't beat you to cry dad and call mom, I will never let you go down. Chen Yifan said sarcastically.

Chen Yifan felt that the explosive power before the fist was completely dependent on the pair of bear gloves, once he lost the gloves, with the delicate body of the fist, hand-to-hand combat was definitely not his opponent.

In response to Chen Yifan's counter-ridicule, Quan did not respond.

I saw the fist step forward with the left foot, the knee bent, the body leaned forward, the hands clenched into fists, and set up a 100-meter sprint posture. In the next second, the soul power in the fist's body exploded instantly, and at an extremely fast speed, it rushed towards Chen Yifan.

"Hmph! I want you to know! Hand-to-hand combat is not something that a person like you can afford!" Chen Yifan roared, and the soul power in his body immediately exploded, and he rushed towards the fist.

In just the blink of an eye, the fist and Chen Yifan collided together.

"Eat me with a punch!" Chen Yifan's sandbag-sized iron fist slammed into the fist's face.

"Break the army and ascend to the dragon fist!" With a roar, the embroidered fist of the fist hit Chen Yifan's abdomen straight away.

Next, under the intently gaze of all the fighting spirits, Chen Yifan's iron fist and fist's face passed by, and the embroidered fist of the fist hit Chen Yifan's abdomen.

When the punch hit Chen Yifan's abdomen, she didn't continue to attack, nor did she intend to close the momentum, she stood straight in front of Chen Yifan, and the embroidered fist was still attached to Chen Yifan's abdomen.

Chen Yifan on the other side, his body was stiff, and he still maintained a posture of punching hard, but at this moment, his expression was completely distorted, his mouth was wide open, his eyes burst out, and his dull eyes were full of horror...

The state of the fist and Chen Yifan was about a stalemate for a breath, and then the fist slowly withdrew the fist.

"Poof..."

At this time, Chen Yifan directly vomited out a mouthful of blood. I saw him kneeling on one knee, covering his abdomen with his hands, and his expression was extremely painful.