The cold wind is indeed in a dilemma at the moment.

Admit defeat, 100,000 battles will be gone. Don't admit defeat, with this kid's urine, I'm afraid he can beat himself to death......

The cold wind groaned, and between merit and fate, he had to make a choice.

When he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Chen, his eyes were firm, and he said word by word: "There is a kind, you beat me to death." ”

Wang Chen: ???

Why am I killing you?

“...... Are you sure you don't throw in the towel?"

Looking at him, Wang Chen's eyes were strange, "That's okay, I can probably make another thirty or forty punches, you just take it." Don't worry, I won't beat you to death, I will only beat you half to death, it's amazing that you will be a good man in eighteen years......"

"What the hell are you monsters!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "It's impossible to use this forbidden fist method without a price......, right? Thirty or forty punches have been beaten into meatloaf by you, and it's a good thing to have a hammer!"

"Grind and chirp, if you want to admit defeat, quickly admit defeat, if you don't admit defeat, I can punch. ”

Wang Chen sneered, "Fists and feet have no eyes, I will really beat you to death when the time comes, don't blame me!"

"Come on, Lao Tzu wants to see who can carry it better!" "I can stay in the West Desert for three years, and this cold wind is obviously ruthless. His eyes were sharp, and he was also decisive, and he was very hard.

"Then eat me again!" Wang Chen roared and strode forward. If you don't play those bells and whistles, raising your hand is another emperor fist. "Ora!"

Cold Wind: "......"

What a bullshit broken name!

Secretly scolded, he chose to carry it again.

"Boom!"

The sound is more than thunder, and it spreads through the nine heavens.

The cold wind was blown away again.

It's not that he wants to carry it, but he can't hide if he wants to. Wang Chen's fist locked his qi, and at the same time blocked his front and back, left and right, so that he had no way to retreat, and he had to take this blow hard.

That's the scariest thing about Ora's punch, it creates momentum.

This thing is ethereal, and generally speaking, only a strong person above the grandmaster level can grasp it. It's not just a question of martial arts or not, but this itself represents a realm.

Wang Chen's condensed fist is that there is no way to dodge, blocking all the places around you that can be dodged and retreated, so that you have to face this punch hard, and you have to choose to shake it hard, that is to say, your body and speed are completely useless. Either you use your strength to break the force, fight strongly, and crush the opponent with absolute strength, or you have an invincible defense, and you can eat the opponent's attack unharmed, otherwise you can't beat it, you can't resist, and the end is generally to be beaten to death.

Can't run, how desperate is this?

What's even more desperate is that this kind of perverted boxing, this guy can actually hit thirty or forty punches, this is special......

"I don't believe it!"

The cold wind lay on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, sniffing his own pungent smell of blood, he breathed heavily, his face was gloomy, obviously, this was also a real fire.

"Thirteen ...... of Bloodwind"

The halberd danced, lined with the violent blood power of the cold wind, like a demon god.

However, he was handsome for only a second, and at the moment when he was crazy and danced the halberd in his hand, Wang Chen's fist came again, and with a sound of "bell!", even people with halberds were directly knocked away.

“......”

It was supposed to be a scene of boiling enthusiasm, and it was a little embarrassing.

"This punch is a bit ......"

"Senior Brother Hanfeng, I'm afraid it's going to be bad, right?"

"Actually, if the thirteen blows of the blood wind are stacked, he still has a chance, but ......"

"It's cool......"

Everyone who was originally very confident in the cold wind was cold to the bottom at this moment.

Who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen? Blood Yang Jue, Blood Wind Thirteen Blows, the sum of the two, this combat power increase is more than 3 times, such a terrifying combat power can be suppressed, it is simply incredible.

Not to mention that the other party is just a punch from beginning to end.

Standing there, I don't even have to move, just a punch, and the enemy is on the spot, this is a damn thing, but it's a little too domineering.

"This is the martial arts and fame skills of the blood handsome, even the mastery of the Martial Emperor can be suppressed, what is the origin of this person?"

Someone frowned and looked around and asked, "You guys, really none of you know him?"

"Check it out, but anyone who can enter the weeping blood plan has a heel. If you figure out how he got in, you will probably know where he is sacred. ”

Everyone glanced at each other, but they didn't look over, and each took out their own blood crying order.

"Uncle, ...... I ask you something?"

"Brother, help me check my personal ......"

"Sister, I'll send you a video, see if you recognize this person......"

on the field.

"There's a kind of don't use this trick, let's fight in a dignified manner!" was really too beaten to support it, and Han Feng said angrily.

I saw Wang Chen looking at him with a caring and mentally retarded look, "Can you say such things, are you stupid or do you treat me as a fool?" Finally, I asked you again, admit defeat or not? ”

Cold Wind: "......"

When he said this, Wang Chen's face was ruddy and full of energy. The cold wind stared at him, trying to see a trace of weakness and lack of confidence on his face.

However, Wang Chen just stood there, looking at him with a rebellious expression.

The cold wind's face changed, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Wang Chen raised his hand, clenched his five fingers into fists, and roared in his mouth: "Euler......"

"Wait!" Han Feng, who could no longer support any punches, finally raised his hand, his expression was hideous, and he spat out in his extremely unwilling voice: "I, I admit defeat." ”

"What?" Wang Chen looked at him.

"I'll admit defeat, don't you want to be Ora again, do you understand?"

"The sound is too low to be heard. Letting go of the fist in his hand, Wang Chen leaned sideways and pricked up his ears at him, "Say it again?"

Cold Wind: "......"

Gan Linniang! The cultivator's ears and eyes are clear, and the voice from ten miles away can be heard clearly, not to mention that Lao Tzu said it twice in a row, and his voice was still so loud, you told me that you couldn't hear it?

"I said, I throw in the towel......"

"What? louder! I really can't hear you!"

Cold Wind: "......"

Did you hear that? I said knock on mom, knock mom!!

Forcibly suppressing the old blood that was about to be spit out in his heart, the cold wind stiffened his face, and the black lines on his forehead jumped wildly, but he still had to shout loudly: "Lao Tzu admits defeat, what do you want! Don't go too far, I'll tell you!"

"Ah, it turned out to be admitting defeat, I said it earlier. Wang Chen smiled, like the sun in early spring, the sun was shining, like a spring breeze, "So, your 100,000 battle exploits belong to me?"

“......”

Looking at his cheap face, the cold wind wanted to rush up and bite him to death. Just glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Oh, don't be like this, gambling is gambling, we're still good brothers. ”

Walked forward and patted him on the shoulder, Wang Chen said there with a warm smile: "Look at you, this injury, go, I'll take you to see the injury......"

"Get out!"

Everyone in the audience looked confused.

"Really...... Really won?"

"It's not easy to stick to the present before admitting defeat, Senior Brother Hanfeng. ”

"Obediently, if I hadn't known that these two people were newcomers, I would have thought that this was a battle between the top 100 masters of the Martial Arts List. ”

"Actually, Senior Brother Cold Wind is not without a chance, but it's a pity that this newcomer is a little too perverted, and the power of his fists is just that, and his recovery ability is so perverted, it's no wonder that Senior Brother Cold Wind doesn't lose. ”

"You see, they're leaving, so it's better to go up and ask for his name. ”

While speaking, someone stood up and shouted at Wang Chen's back: "Didn't you ask this junior brother Gao's name?"

"Huh?" Wang Chen turned around, "Me?"

"That's right. A group of people nodded wildly, looking at him with a little fiery eyes.

"Hmm......"

Wang Chen groaned, frowned slightly, and stood there carrying the cold wind that could no longer walk, and thought for a while, before he said, "Call me Peppa Wild Boar." ”

"Wild boar ......" everyone's expressions froze.