Chapter 12: The Beggar

When they came to the square in front of the temple, the two sides began to confront each other.

For two moments, the two men who watched each other fight each other stood in the center of the square, fists in their hands, and looked at each other tightly.

Nanmen Bai Xiao is willing to send it, even if he doesn't have to work, he can completely defeat the opposite side with the help of the juvenile, after all, the other side is one no matter how it is said. It's just an ordinary person with no spiritual power.

As a top master, if he can't even beat an ordinary person, wouldn't it be a big joke? As a great master who was about to go to the peak of the eighth level, he naturally knew it. Ordinary people to the strength of the Ten Mile River themselves.

"For the sake of the fairness of this match, I decided to let you make two moves first, you hit me twice first, if you can knock me down, I will think I lost, you won, if you don't tell me to reach, then I will be unkind to you." Nanmen Bai Xiao handled his unusually majestic feet on the ground, and then quickly opened the airport, so that the force received could be evenly distributed to all parts of his body.

Only in this way can he reduce the Lin Lijun powder in his body and every part, and only in this way, when he receives the power, can he pass through the meridians of his whole body, and then let all the power be condensed to other places.

"Ahh The man who was staring at him shouted loudly.

Then just give a quick salutation and shake it with both hands.

"Boss, him!"

"Come on, Boss!"

"Come on, boss, kill him, kill him!"

It's just that many beggars outside the stadium are shouting loudly to cheer.

However, no matter how many people come to cheer, it is just a bunch of grass eggs.

Even if you are around, it doesn't have any effect at all, because the people around the other party don't have any spiritual power at all, and those who don't have spiritual power, you are just shouting slogans.

Nanmen Bai Xiao stood in place, put his hands on his sides with fists, and then formed a figure-eight shape with his two feet.

His hands were slightly open, his cheeks were slightly tilted forward, and his mouth was slightly pursed.

There was a loud "boom", and the man's hand slammed directly into his body.

But when his hand coaxed directly to him, suddenly the power of that hand directly entered the body of Nanmen Bai Xiao.

Nanmen Bai Xiao smiled slightly, and then all the power was absorbed by every part of his body, every corner. Then, these columns naturally become some machine chicken helpers?

When the man's hands hit his body, he suddenly felt that his hand just now was not hitting a person's body, but hitting a piece of iron's body, and the stinging pain was really sore.

Today, the surging power directly hit his hand, and he didn't believe that the opponent's body could withstand his powerful attack at all, because he felt that if the opponent's key could withstand it again, he would definitely use his most powerful strength.

Just now, when the palm of his hand hit the opposite body.

His hands have been slightly shaken, and some Xiao Wu has almost been shattered, but he naturally knows how to twist his small drum directly after fighting all year round?

He gently placed his other hand on top of it and clicked.

His bones returned to their original shape, and his hands were still slightly slight. Love Book House

The protruding joints in the palm of the hand also have a lot of red dots.

This is what it looks like to be numb. In Nanjing, he also hit the wall or an iron fan, and he once felt the taste of hitting the wall.

This feeling is simply far worse than the feeling in my hands now. At this time, when his hand hit the man's body, it didn't feel like his hand hitting the paste, but it was like his hand hitting a large piece of very thick, very thick, and stone and iron.

However, after he gradually stretched his whole body, his hands gradually did not feel much pain.

But even if I don't feel much talent, it's still a little sour and numb.

The person from the Bai Xiao Cao clan in the south gate smiled bitterly, he knew how much energy he had in his body. The other party punches like this, and hits himself, even if he doesn't scrap it, he has to directly fracture the small bones, and the opponent's hand is not scrapped, so it can only show that an actor and the other party is also a practitioner.

When I saw that his hand was broken and he just moved it back, he wasn't worried about anything.

Since he has already twisted his small bones, then let him taste the bitterness.

Since you are the leader of the beggar gang, then Nanmen Bai Xiao doesn't think that he will make a move.

I didn't feel anything after the first of these two blows, although it was a little painful, because it didn't make me strong enough. Now he will let the other side directly scrap his hand.

"Why does it hurt to fight?" Nanmen Bai Xiao was a victim, but he naturally knew the hardness of his body, so he visited.

"Is your body made of iron? Quickly rip off his clothes, see if there is any iron in them, if there is a problem, I don't think I will destroy you" The leader of the beggar gang was suddenly blinded.

But the next second of the dream, I realized something.

He has been beating people for so many years, and he has never seen a person's body so hard that he can actually numb his hands. And he also made his joints red.

This doesn't seem like a person's body can do it at all, after all, he is the group that beat him, and if he is red, the other party's body will feel numb.

Why is it his turn, a beating hand is numb?

Then if you look closely, then it is enough to guess that the other party must be wearing some particularly hard armor, or put a huge piece of iron.

Bai Xiao of the South Gate shouted loudly directly to the people next to him.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself." Nanmen Bai Xiao smiled bitterly directly, and then took off his shirt directly, and then only revealed a shirt, and then added the buttons of the shirt to unbutton them one by one and contributed the first half of his life.

The middle-aged man carefully looked at the eight-pack abs on the upper body of Nanmen Baixiao.

He also has abs, but he didn't expect the other party's abs to be so powerful.

His abs were all songs that he had been practicing for decades. But the other party looks at each other's age, and it will not be more than 20 years old at all, and it is already very good for them to be able to practice at such an age, but I didn't expect the other party to split their bodies so iron.

The perfunctory middle-aged man ran over and looked at his upper body.

Then he knocked on Bai Xiao's eight-pack abs at the south door with his hand.