Chapter Seventy-Three: The Tiger King's War Horse

Just as the second life was about to give up this challenge, the thousand-handed butcher on the opposite side jumped up suddenly, waved his arm, and a huge fist turned into a thousand rays of light and shadow and blasted down towards the second life.

A thousand lights and shadows turned out to be a thousand fists! Sure enough, he lived up to the name of a thousand hands, and the second life was deeply attracted by the scene in his eyes, and he hurriedly concentrated on observing, and to his surprise, none of the thousand lights and shadows were fake, but real fists.

Body Pulse Change! Seeing this kind of scene, the second life can only find one explanation in his heart. In Lao Xiaotou's self-service POS machine, he saw several forms of the awakening of the body pulse and the mutation of the body pulse.

After the change of the body veins, there will be changes in the senses, six senses, or thoughts. This mutation would cause each of these super energies to multiply hundreds of times, becoming a well-deserved powerhouse in the same super meridian enhancement realm.

"Interesting, interesting!" Second Life shook his head, and a pair of dark eyes faced the Thousand-Hand Butcher, and for the first time there was a bright luster. As soon as his mind moved, a pale purple bone shadow on his body was running rapidly, and the powerful suction force immediately caused the power of the violent flames in his whole body to surge towards the bone marrow.

Boom! The second life was to withstand the bombardment of a thousand punches from the Thousand-Hand Butcher with his body, each punch caused his heavy bone defense to collapse, and then it was repaired by the two meridians, and the cycle continued, and finally he regained control of the heavy bones, causing the pressure on his body to plummet.

Refreshing! After the second life completely withstood the blow of the Thousand-Hand Butcher, he shouted with great joy. The Thousand-Handed Butcher stared at the second life with a bewildered expression, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He can't remember the people who died on his punch, but so far no one has been able to resist the power of his punch.

"Okay, now change my fist" The second life lazily twisted his neck, rubbed his hands together, glanced up at the Thousand-Hand Butcher, and punched out a punch, this punch was not fast, but with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The Thousand-Hand Butcher's face suddenly changed greatly, he couldn't care about any agreement anymore, picked up his arm, and turned into a thousand-handed fist, facing the opponent's fist style and bombarding it down.

Rumble! The fist of the second life and the fist of the Thousand-Hand Butcher slammed together in the air, and after a crunching sound was heard, the entire arm of the Thousand-Hand Butcher was broken inch by piece. One of his thick arms now hung down as softly as a noodle.

The Thousand-Hand Butcher also howled like a pig, but Second Life did not hesitate at all, and reached out to hold his other arm and slapped it hard, and also made his two arms break off all the bones.

"If you talk about the rules, this is the punishment for not keeping your promises" Second Life's indifferent eyes stared at the Thousand-Handed Butcher, without the slightest human expression on his face. Until he had gone far and completely disappeared into the wilderness, the Thousand-Hand Butcher was still so dazed in that fear that he even forgot about the broken arm he had just broken.

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"The prize of the cooking competition is a set of four-grade cooking utensils, I don't know what the reward will be for the first place in the beast taming competition this time" Yan Lao Er stared at the animal trainer who had just walked into the beast taming field with an expectant expression. Naturally, he didn't come to participate in the competition, he was the judge, and the host of the competition.

After all, in such a violent scene as the beast taming field, people without professional animal taming skills will not be able to gain a foothold in it. He obviously has a high level of animal taming, and even in the beast training field, he still shows a calm bearing.

At this time, there were only some wolf riders of three or four grades in the beast training field, and only a few unpopular animal trainers were eliminated, and most of the animal trainers were still standing in the animal training field.

As the host, the animal trainer glanced at the surrounding scene very casually, and then walked to the central platform and announced loudly: "It was just the primary knockout just now, and now the official beast taming competition will begin, and the prize for the first place will be obtained, which is the goal of today's beast trainers' challenge, the seven-rank tiger king battle horse."

As soon as these words came out, the entire beast taming field immediately fell silent, no one expected that the Demon Valley would be so bloody this time, and actually made a seven-rank tiger king war horse as a prize.....

Seven-rank Tiger King War Horse, hearing these words, even an old Xiao Tou, who was indifferent to the prize, had bright eyes at this time. He stared at the southern corner of the beast training field, the slowly opening gate, and through only a trace of the gap, he could already feel the strong momentum of the warhorse inside.

Seeing that the words just now had attracted enough attention, he continued: "The rules of the competition, the one who can tame the seven-grade tiger king is naturally the first place in the competition, if no one can tame it, then the one who persists the longest wins, but you can't take the prize."

His meaning was already obvious, obviously not believing that these people in front of him who only had the realm of a fourth-rank beast tamer in the end would tame a seventh-rank Tiger King battle horse. Therefore, the last few words were deliberately said categorically, as if they were deliberately ridiculed.

Although there were many animal trainers in the beast taming arena who had already heard the meaning of his words and were already a little indignant, they could only endure silently in the face of an animal trainer who was several grades higher than them.

After the beast tamer finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, the iron gate behind him that held the seven-rank tiger king's war horse finally rumbled open, and from a deep passage, an earth-shattering tiger roar burst out. Then the ground and the stands trembled slightly, and before everyone could come to their senses, a red yellow figure flew out of the beastyard, and his movements were so fast that the human eye would leave a series of afterimages.

When the yellow shadow landed, everyone saw its true face clearly, a giant tiger with a length of 100 feet, standing in the beast training arena, his eyes were fiery red, and there was a slight circle of flames around his eyes.

Variation? At this time, Lao Xiao Tou couldn't help but burp in his heart, he really fell in love with this Tiger King War Horse, it was so perfect, it was simply a work of art with a perfect combination of super energy and strength.

At this time, the other people in the stands were also impressed by the heroic posture of the seven-rank tiger king's war horse, but each of them dared to want to possess him, just like a little white rabbit wanting to possess a tiger, and the result can be imagined.

Just now, there were already half of the beast tamers on the beast training field, and they had already been knocked unconscious, trampled on, and even crushed to death by the seven-rank tiger king before they could even see the true face of the seven-rank tiger king clearly.

In the face of such a behemoth, all the animal tamers around them showed nervous expressions, some of them began to retreat in their hearts, and some simply abstained from voting, and in the end, only thirteen people remained.