Thirty-five-year-old Liu Sheng, hearing that when he entered the Tower of the Strong, as long as he completed the Ten People Chop, he could get martial arts and magic, and after completing the Hundred People Chop, Thousand People Chop, and Ten Thousand People Chop, he could get something more powerful, so he hurried to the nearest Tower of the Strong.

"Smil. Tailin is so powerful, he has killed more than 90 people in a row, including many world boxing champions, and there are 35 Dongying Kirishima masters, all of whom were killed by his invincible iron fist! ”

"It's too tough, I can't imagine that in the past, in the formal boxing match, the performance of Smir. Tailin, in the life-and-death fight of the Tower of the Strong, can actually sweep a famous boxing champion! ”

"In a regular boxing match, either the opponent is stunned with one punch, or the opponent automatically admits defeat, otherwise, only if you have more points than your opponent can you win, and there are too many restrictions in boxing matches......

"There are a lot of boxing matches in the ring, many of them are fake fights, if you really want to go head-to-head in the ring, special forces may not win the boxer, unlimited life and death fighting, boxers are not as good as special forces......!"

"Smil. Tai Lin is much stronger than the Dongying people, he killed more than 90 people, and 35 of them are Dongying people, so it seems that karate and judo are just fists and embroidered legs! ”

"The taekwondo of the stick, the actual combat ability is even more unsightly, more than forty stick taekwondo masters, none of them have a stick, can block Smir. Tailin's punch is useless! ”

Hearing the extremely harsh discussion around him, Liu Sheng was furious, and now that he was abroad, he didn't dare to act recklessly, took a few deep breaths, and after calming down his anger, he stepped into the tower of the strong.

The tower of the strong, the strong live, the weak die!

Fighting to the death again and again, one by one the self-confident challengers either killed the opponent or were killed by the opponent, the winner gets martial arts, magic, etc., and the defeated person dies no longer dead!

"Liu Sheng fights Yue Zhengchao with a sword!" Taling's voice rang out.

"Yan Huang people?" Liu Sheng asked with a sword murderous intent.

"Dongying devil?" Yue Zhengchao asked.

"Suffer death!" Yanagi kicked with a sword and rushed over like a gale.

Yue Zhengchao stepped on the gossip and wandered away, wanting to avoid the opponent's attack, but because the opponent's speed was too fast, in the blink of an eye, his throat was slashed by a knife, and in an instant, he stopped moving with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"But that's it!" Seeing that the other party stopped struggling, Yanagi said disdainfully.

"Keep trying, or quit?" Taling asked.

"Go on!" Liu Sheng said coldly.

"Yanagi Yijian fights Long Yiji!" As soon as Taling's voice fell, a young man with a strong body appeared in the ring.

"Dongying devil?" Long Yiji asked in a cold tone.

"Yaga!" Liu Sheng Yijian was furious in his heart, but his expression was very calm, and after Ta Ling announced the start, his footsteps were like the wind.

The two staggered, and Long Yiji fell down unwillingly.

"Keep trying, or quit?" Taling asked.

"Go on!" Yanagi Yijian said without hesitation.

"Liu Sheng's sword duel against Pu Shuhuai!" Taling said.

"Devils?" Park Shuhuai asked.

"Sticks?" Yanagi asked rhetorically.

"Die!" As soon as Pu Shuhuai's voice fell, he kicked his right foot on the ground and rushed over murderously.

"Die!" Liu Sheng avoided it sideways with a sword, and stepped forward to close the knife, the whole action was done in one go, and the whole process took less than two seconds, and the opponent's neck was cut off by him with a hand knife.

"Liu Sheng's sword is so powerful, exactly the same hand knife, but it killed two Yanhuang people and a stick!"

"Karate, that's what karate should be!"

"It's not that our karate can't work, it's that the real karate master hasn't come out before!"

"Karate is the most direct and powerful form of kung fu!"

"Cut, the martial arts in the Chaos Break Tower are a hundred times more powerful than your karate!"

"If it weren't for the Tower of the Strong to match people with similar strength, I'm afraid that the real master would have killed Liu Sheng with a sword a long time ago!"

"Keep trying, or quit?" Taling asked.

"Go on!" Liu Sheng, who was as imposing as the sun and the sky, said without hesitation.

......

After completing the ten-person slash, Liu Sheng's sword got ten years of internal strength, and his strength soared several times, and he completed the ninety-two slash with great momentum, seeing that the opponent's strength was getting stronger and stronger, it had already threatened his life, so he did not continue to challenge!

Twenty-five-year-old Park Yuncheng was squeezed by a few devils, and rushed into the tower of the strong with a hot head.

"Park Yuncheng vs. Jiro Inobe!" Taling's voice rang out.

Looking at the strong opponent in front of him, Park Yuncheng was terrified.

"Sticks?" Jiro Inabe asked.

"Devils?" Park Yuncheng asked rhetorically.

"Baga, damn stick, I'll send you to the western sky!" Jiro Inobe slowly approached the other party.

"Only fight!" Park Yuncheng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and looked at the other party with momentum.

"Suffer death!" Jiro Inobe shouted loudly, and slashed with a knife.

"Ahh Park Yuncheng, who believed that he was not the opponent's opponent, waved his fists wildly.

"Poof!" With a bang, Jiro Inobe, who was hit by the vital point, fell down unwillingly, looking dead.

"Hahahahaha, who said taekwondo is useless just now?"

"That is, the famous karate master, but he was killed by an unknown taekwondo student!"

"Park Yuncheng was lucky, he just hit the death hole of Jiro Inobe with one punch!"

"It makes sense, who doesn't know that Taekwondo is the most famous flower fist embroidered leg?"

"Keep trying, or quit?" Taling asked.

"Go on!" Pu Yuncheng said with a ghostly gesture.

"Park Yun-sung vs. Hillary Edson!" As soon as Ta Ling's voice fell, a black man about two meters tall and weighing more than 100 kilograms, and extremely powerful appeared in the ring.

"It's over, it's over!" Park Yuncheng was terrified.

"Hahahahaha, the stick is dead!" A devil shouted in surprise.

"It's strange if you don't die!" One by one, the devils chimed in.

"Even if I die, I'm going to die a little more stylish!" Park Yuncheng said secretly in his heart.

"The battle begins!" Taling said.

"Die!" Park Yuncheng shouted, quickly rushed to the other party, and kicked the opponent's head with a reckless kick.

Hillary Edson, who was about to make a move, was shocked to find that his limbs could not move.

"Boom!" With a bang, Park Yuncheng kicked the opponent's temple.

Hilary Edson bled through seven holes and fell slowly unwillingly, at this time, he had only one thought in his heart, the Tower of the Strong must be a conspiracy enough to turn the world upside down.

"Who said taekwondo is useless?"

"The former world boxing champion was kicked to death by a taekwondo apprentice!"

"Taekwondo is the most powerful martial art in the world!"

"Taekwondo is at least ten times more powerful than karate and judo!"

"Hmph, taekwondo is flower fist embroidered legs!"

"Park Yun-sung is just lucky!"

"It's just, I don't believe he can win once!"

"If he has a kind, he will continue to challenge!"

"Yes, don't win many times in a row, as long as he wins eighty times in a row, I will admit that taekwondo is great!"