Duan Zhen clapped his palms, and immediately someone came in from outside the door and pulled the screaming short-tailed crocodile out for treatment.

Although I don't know if it can be cured.

His eyes did not fluctuate, since the other party was disrespectful, he deserved to be killed.

He looked straight at the strongest leader of the Black Fist King in the audience, and said:

"Peter Megev, I'm a little heavier, but you shouldn't take it to heart, right?"

The man with the largest body in the audience suddenly stood up, and although there were two strong men around him who made him tremble, the people on the stage were not enough to make him retreat.

"Humph! Since they came one by one, I will not show mercy. ”

He looked at Ba Liming and Duan Yi beside him, and found that they didn't stop him, and a trace of fierceness and cruelty flashed on his face.

He is the king of black boxing, the strongest person in the entire Siberian black boxing world, and the current holder of the most consecutive victories in the underground black boxing world in the world.

Someone who has ever fought a polar bear with his bare hands!

If it weren't for the god who ruled the world who ordered them to come to Huaguo, how could these beastly fighters be so honest?

"Boom!"

Peter Mejeff stepped on the jousting platform and jumped slightly, and the whole arena shook.

His body is two meters high, his whole body muscles are like steel bars, and his skin is slightly shiny in the light, as if his body has touched a thick layer of oil.

This is the horizontal practice method of "Daigo empowerment".

It's not the kind of empowerment of the Tantric Mahamudra, but it's purely literal.

It is to take the drug juice and pour it from the top of the head, wipe it all over the body, and then exercise the body's ability to resist blows in an extremely harsh environment.

His physical fitness has been able to ignore the Siberian cold and conduct inhuman training at dozens of degrees below zero.

Between the fists and feet, there is a huge force of one or two thousand catties, which can be called the strongest strength.

I'm afraid that ordinary chemical strength masters can't take him!

"Are you the master here?"

Peter Megev's Chinese is better than that of the short-tailed crocodile, except for the biting of the words is also a little weird, and there is no problem with basic communication.

Duan Zhen also looked at the strongest person in the black boxing world, this is the strongest master in the world today, far from being comparable to the short-tailed crocodile just now.

"I'm Duan Zhen."

Duan Zhen nodded, and he took the opportunity to relax his body.

Dreaming of divine power can't explode for a long time, and a simple demonstration of the style of play can last for an hour.

But if it is a fierce confrontation between life and death, the time will be shorter, and then there will be a buffer period for a while.

The root cause is that there is no aura.

If in the galaxy era, this method of exerting power can also continuously absorb spiritual energy to replenish physical energy, and the staying power is much stronger.

"My subordinates' skills are not as good as others, and they deserve to die, but if you can't beat me and am killed by me, don't blame me."

Peter Megev also looked at Ba Liming and Duan Yi in the audience, obviously meaning something.

Duan Zhen didn't expect that this seemingly incomparably fierce King of the Black Fist was also a little cautious, he smiled and said:

"On the martial arts platform, it doesn't matter if you live or die."

"Good!"

Peter Medev suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, grabbed his black robe with both hands and tore it, revealing his entire body.

The whole body was shiny with oil, and the muscles like spirals were constantly surging, like a buffalo standing upright and crazy.

The ground was still being trampled under his feet, and the layers of rock and rock were trampled out of cracks, as if a bulldozer was crushing the ground.

The entire tournament began to shake violently!

And at the moment when he tore off his black robe, Duan Zhen also kicked his feet violently, and his heart was like a reservoir that had opened the floodgates, bursting out with a monstrous torrent.

"Knock knock knock!"

The clothes on the upper body instantly swelled and shattered, and the flesh and blood bulged like an inflated air.

There was a strong high-pressure gas in his chest and abdomen, which was constantly compressing and evaporating in his body, as if it was about to explode in the next moment!

And as the gas continued to surge, his body actually expanded violently at this moment.

The body that was originally 1.8 meters tall was actually raised to two meters!

Waigang big toad!

Monty Python Swallowing Dan!

This is a method of instantly concentrating the strength of the whole body, and it was originally necessary to use Dan Jin.

But Duan Zhen relied on his dream divine power, and his explosive power increased dramatically in an instant, and he forcibly exerted it, stacking his whole body strength to a peak level!

"Young Master's strength this time, in terms of strength, it is no longer inferior to ordinary Dan Dao masters."

Under the stands, Duan nodded a little, he knew that Duan Zhen was not idle during this time.

He first broke through the last pore of his face and entered Huajin, and his playing style became more and more exquisite.

"Dreaming of divine power still can't last, Dan Dao's physical strength can last for three days and three nights, and his physical strength is far from enough."

Ba Liming sat in the audience, but his eyes did not relax at all.

He didn't care about the rules of the competition, if something happened to Duan Zhen, he would immediately come to the rescue.

What rules do you tell outsiders?

This is Huaguo!

"Even-bought karma! How can it be! ”

Peter Medev looked at the man in front of him, who had suddenly become about the same height as himself, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his mouth cursed in his native language.

Who would have thought that this was just an ordinary young man who looked a little thin before?

This change is like a demon hidden in the other party's body, which is suddenly released and swept through the world.

The momentum was extremely surging, layers of air were surging, and the gravel on the ground shot out, and the movement was even bigger than him.

How can a normal person be able to pull up so much in an instant?

He was a little skeptical about whether Duan Zhen was a human after all.

"I don't believe it!"

He saw that Duan Zhen was still rising, and that momentum was still rising, so he immediately strode and sprinted, and his whole body began to run wild like a heavy elephant!

His eyes instantly turned blood-red, and his mouth let out a sharp and terrible howl, like the roar of a wolf king in the wilderness.

The entire competition platform suddenly shook more violently, the cracks in the floor tiles were larger, and even the entire interior began to shake, like an earthquake!

"Bang !!"

He slammed his fist straight at Duan Zhen, and a muffled sound erupted between the two fists when they collided, and there was a slight popping sound in the air.

"Good guys!"

Duan Zhen felt the power of this punch, and even his current physical strength, which was almost Dan Jin, was a little sour.

This punch is at least more than 2,000 catties!

And with every punch after that, this Peter Medev can maintain the same strength!

The two exchanged more than ten punches in a few seconds, and the moves were all straight bombardments, without any fancy.

In terms of strength, no one can help anyone!

"Impossible!"

Peter Megev was also taken aback, moving from side to side under his feet, swinging the boxer's sliding step.

But the more I hit my heart, the more unpeaceful I became.

The Chinese in front of him is not inferior to him in terms of strength.

Uppercuts, punches, jabs, side kicks.

He used all his boxing moves, but every blow was firmly caught by Duan Zhen, and he was at ease.

"Roar!!

After the two fought again for dozens of moves, Duan Zhen suddenly let out a loud shout.

The breath that had been compressing in his body suddenly felt like it had been vented, and it suddenly passed through the throat cavity and exploded in the air!

The wave of qi set off was like a long arrow, shooting straight into Peter Megev's eyes.

And at about the same time, Duan Zhen's body also sounded a series of sounds like ancient cow tendons and bows pulling the bow and bursting the strings.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The most powerful bow in ancient times, the bowstring was made of thick cow tendons, and it was difficult to shake it without a thousand catties of great strength.

Once pulled, the bowstring vibrates, tearing the air apart!

Duan Zhen's exhalation at this moment exhaled his strength, and the nine big tendons in his body made that tearing sound of a cow tendon bow!

Then, the fist shadow like a rain of arrows began to erupt.

"Huhu!"

Peter Medev was thinking about how to suppress Duan Zhen, but suddenly his ears exploded and he heard a loud bang.

Then he immediately felt that his eyes were stimulated by a stream of air, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the overwhelming fist shadow shooting towards him.

This change made him feel as if he was in an ancient battlefield, and the general of the enemy army in the distance gave an order, and countless soldiers immediately drew their bows, and arrows fell towards him like a rain of stars!

"Well... Violent!!! ”

Peter Medev felt the light in front of him dim, as if the air had been squeezed away by a fist.

Rao is his strength is dominant, and he also feels that Duan Zhenmeng at this moment is a mess.

That kind of fist shadow that seems to have gone crazy makes it difficult for him to parry!

He was only slow for a moment, but he could no longer keep up with Duan Zhen's punch, and he didn't know how many punches he hit in a few breaths!

Random arrows!

Duan Zhen had already burst out with his strongest bombardment method.

This time he used sound punching kung fu to grab the first move, and it was an overwhelming fist hit on Peter Megev's body.

"Bang bang!"

Duan Zhen also stepped on Yu Yu under his feet, constantly changing his figure.

For a while, the entire competition platform was like a ghost, and the sound of continuous bombardment and punching sounded.

"If you were an ordinary person, you would have been killed a long time ago."

Under the stands, Duan Yi and Ba Liming glanced at each other, sighing at the physical strength and resistance of this king of black fists.

After Duan Zhen grabbed the lead, he took fifty or sixty punches, but now he can still maintain his center of gravity.

"The leader has fallen into disadvantage? Robots, what do we do if the boss loses? ”

On the other side, the group of Siberian fighters became worried, and one of the men asked the man sitting in the middle.

"I don't know!"

The fighter they called the robot stared at the ring, sweat pouring from his forehead.

"Boom, boom!"

Duan Zhen punched more than three hundred punches in a row!

The punches are all bursting out with full force.

For a while, his eyes were slightly black, obviously he had exploded too much, and his dream into divine power was almost unsustainable.

Peter Megev, however, still has the power to parry, and the power seems to be inexhaustible!

"Sure enough, it's the strongest strength."

Duan Zhen felt the other party's breathing, and this kind of physical energy was also close to the Dan Dao master in the explosive stage.

Almost all the masters at the peak of Ming Jin can beat the air loudly with one punch, and the strength of more than a thousand catties can be hit.

But this is an all-out punch, and the second punch will decline a little, and if you throw dozens of punches in a row, it will be difficult to maintain the power.

Therefore, the playing style of national art often pays attention to one move to defeat the enemy.

But the body of this Black Fist King has been cultivated through various cruel secret methods, and it has far exceeded this range, almost reaching the peak of human beings.

The resistance of the physical body alone can't be compared to Duan Zhen now, unless he enters the Dan Dao.

Dreaming of divine power was already a way to exert force, and he used the methods of Waigang Great Toad Jin and Giant Python Swallowing Pill to raise the upper limit of his strength again.

It's tantamount to overloading your luck.

These three hundred punches have already made him a little unable to control his qi and blood.

"It's time to finish!"

Duan Zhen threw another punch, and suddenly a steam roar erupted from his body.

He stretched out his hands, turned his fists into palms, and grabbed straight at the door of Peter Megev's face.

As soon as the other party raised his hand to block, his wrist turned slightly, and his energy wandered, flashing from east to west, like a fluttering cloud.

This hand makes it incomparably light, like a swimming dragon soaring freely among the clouds.

Cotton palms, gossip dragon shape, dragon rolling clouds!

He grabbed Peter Megev's left and right ears in an instant!

Then there was a sharp pull, and the two pieces of soft meat suddenly disappeared into each other's faces.

"Boss !!"

"Damn it!"

"Impossible!"

The people on the side of the black boxing world under the stands shouted in disbelief when they saw this scene.

Their leader was still parrying back and forth, but suddenly someone grabbed his ear!

Duan Zhen threw away his flesh and looked at Peter Medev taking two steps back, covering his ears.

Blood ran down his face, but he didn't even snort, as if his ears weren't his own.

"He is worthy of being the king of black fists."

Duan Zhen calmed his breath and nodded slightly.

"Thank you... Exercise restraint. ”

Peter Mejeff spoke stiffly, and at that moment Duan Zhen could still point his fingers and poke his eyes blindly, obviously sparing his hand.

"Send them to rest."

Duan Zhen clapped his hands, and the attendants outside led this group of black boxing world fighters away.

He calmed down the energy in his body, and his body gradually returned to its normal shape.

"This kind of bright strength, physical strength and strength can almost be close to Dan Dao, if you don't hold Dan, you can only suppress him in terms of playing style."

Ba Liming watched the group of people leave, and his thoughts were a little eager to try.

"Master, don't make a move, I'm afraid they won't be able to take your punch."

Duan Zhen sighed, he couldn't suppress Peter Mejeff in terms of strength, he was still a little unhappy.

Duan Shiyi walked from outside the door, he took a glass of water and handed it to Duan Zhen, and said:

"Young master, the martial arts arena is about to be built."

"Really?"

Duan Zhen's eyes, which were a little unhappy, lit up, as if he was looking forward to it, and said:

"Check it out!"