Fang Wen carried a huge momentum on his body, and the whole person was like a mortal god, and a big river behind him added to the momentum.

It is mixed with flames and thunder and lightning, and the powerful momentum alone makes people feel terrified.

The Koreans watching the battle below were all scared and stupid, why is this a movie?

Why do you still have special effects when you appear?

Wei Yangming was even more confused, is there still this kind of operation?

Big brother, this is a martial arts competition, isn't it really good to cultivate?

Why is there lightning and thunder on your body, are you trying to scare anyone to death?

Wei Yangming's face turned white, and the reporter Liu Da next to him was about to fall out, picking up the camera in his hand and pressing the shutter wildly, who has ever seen this kind of kung fu?

He had never thought of seeing this kind of kung fu in his life, but he still didn't believe it.

The Korean hostess of the live broadcast was originally elated, but as soon as Fang Wen made a move, her tongue was almost knotted and tied together, and her tongue was bitten.

Lee Jung-jae is powerful, but I haven't seen him so awesome.

The whole audience was stupefied.

Old man Yun touched his chin and muttered: "A group of uninformed goods, by the way, the one who wants to fight fakes will keep an eye on me, but the old man can watch him fight fakes......"

Feng Lieyang almost didn't laugh out loud with a "ha", he was also very dissatisfied with Wei Yangming, this thing is looking for death.

Old Man Yun did this exactly what he wanted.

Wei Yang Mingguang looked at Fang Wen's hands, his heart was half cold, if you want to say that those lightning and thunder can be faked, but that vigorous momentum can't be faked, just when he stepped on the ring, the powerful air flow when it bloomed had already blown his face painfully, if this was a fist on his body, would he still be alive?

His steps began to move slowly, and everyone's attention was on the ring, and no one noticed him.

Although it is humiliating, it is nothing compared to a small life.

At this moment, Fang Wen had already crossed a distance of several meters in an instant and arrived in front of Lee Jung-jae.

The fist smashed towards Lee Jung-jae like a red-hot hammer, and the surrounding air rippled, and countless people's hair was blown up.

Lee Jung-jae was taken aback and hurriedly raised his true qi all over his body.

Is this a joke? The grandmaster level has such a powerful momentum.

He didn't know if he could stop it.

He crossed his arms in front of him.

Fang Wen's fist was like a speeding high-speed train, slamming into his arms.

Pain......

Li Zhengzai's facial muscles couldn't help but tremble, he never thought that there was such a powerful power in the realm of the grandmaster, this was a fist, this was clearly a hammer weighing several tons, and it smashed heavily on his arm.

Tremendous power swept in like a tidal wave.

Lee Jung-jae shouted, his legs were forced, and he only heard the "click", and the ground of the ring under his feet was split in an instant, and the powerful force acted on the ring, like a meteor falling to the ground.

Even so, he still felt that the tide of power kept coming, and under the hard top of the true qi around him, there were already signs of malfunctioning.

Lee Jung-jae wanted to grit his teeth and not retreat, but if he didn't retreat, he was afraid that he would be unlucky with one move.

I couldn't help but move backwards, who knew that as soon as I moved, I couldn't stop immediately, and I took a few steps back and retreated directly to the edge of the ring.

He let out a loud shout, stabilized his body, and the remaining strength was hard to bear, only to feel a faint stuffiness in his chest, and there was actually a sweetness in his throat, and the internal organs of his body were injured with his remaining strength alone.

It's incredible!

Li Zhengjae always thought that he was already the top master in the world, and there were almost no rivals in the grandmaster, but Fang Wenming on the opposite side was just always, but his strength was extraordinary!

It's ridiculous that he still said something to make him make three moves, and now it's hard to ride a tiger.

It's kind of fucked up.

Thinking of this, he glared at Lee Jae-young fiercely, if he hadn't said to Park Zhenyu that Fang Wen was just a congenital master, he wouldn't have been so careless.

Li Jaerong is stupid, why did this Nima suddenly become a grandmaster?

And it's also the kind of grandmaster who is very bad, this is by no means the one who has only advanced to the grandmaster realm.

I've been pitted by this goods!

Fang Wen looked up to the sky and laughed: "You sticks can only talk big, say let me make three moves, you can't resist one move, what else will you stick do besides bragging?" ”

"Second move!" Fang Wen didn't give Lee Jung-jae a respite at all.

The figure is like a ghost, with a flash of lightning, and he arrived in front of Lee Jung-jae in an instant.

I saw Fang Wen's arm raised, with a dazzling flame and huge gunsmoke, like a boring cannonball, smashing towards Lee Jung-jae.

Wei Yangming at the bottom is about to cry, is this Nima still a human?

Gotta go!

He had barely taken a few steps back when he felt bumped into a very strong man.

He hurriedly turned his head and said, "I'm sorry! ”

"Mr. Wei, where do you want to go?" I saw a tall man in black, looking at him with a smile.

"Ugh!" Wei Yangming had an ominous premonition, and said with a reluctant smile: "I'll go to the toilet!" ”

"Mr. Yun and Mr. Feng have ordered, you can't go until today's competition is completed!" The man in black's arm stretched out slightly, blocking his retreat.

Wei Yangming said inexplicably: "That Mr. Feng, Mr. Yun?" ”

Before he finished speaking, six or seven men in black with unkind faces surrounded him and surrounded him in the middle.

Wei Yangming swallowed his saliva, although he was good at martial arts, but these six or seven people were very evil, and at first glance they were the kind of guys who had been on the battlefield and killed people and seen blood.

These people don't pay much attention to it.

Wei Yangming had no choice but to stand in the crowd, not daring to retreat, and his heart sank straight down.

Today is the end of the matter.

And at this time in the ring, I only heard Fang Wen laugh and said: "With your skills, you dare to come to Huaxia to spread wild, you know that I am rich in Huaxia, and I don't know how many heroes are better than me, you actually dare to be presumptuous in Huaxia, and today I will let you know that I Huaxia is not unruly to cure you......"

After Lee Jung-jae on the edge of the ring received another punch from Fang Wen, he was already embarrassed at this time.

The high spirits when he came were all gone, his hands hanging down, his fists kept ropes, and there was green smoke on his forearms.

The powerful destructive power of the boxing cannon made Lee Jung-jae almost unable to lift his arm.

At this time, he already regretted that he couldn't help it, he was too arrogant, thinking that when he reached the peak of the grandmaster, he would be able to fight all over the world, even if there were so many, it was just a great number, but he didn't expect that the first battle in Huaxia would be so embarrassed by Fang Wen in front of everyone.

And...... Fang Wen is so young, but he only has two moves, so he has no strength to fight back, even if he doesn't have three moves, I'm afraid he is not Fang Wen's opponent!

I was too careless!

(End of chapter)