Chapter One Hundred and One: One Move. (below)

"The winner of the hundredth ring, Qinglei!" While everyone was looking at Mu Chen's side, the remaining ninety-nine battles also ended one after another.

"Qinglei. Mu Chen muttered, it was this name again, I don't know why, the moment he and Qing Lei looked at each other, there was a kind of resonance, in those eyes, he seemed to see his former self.

"Next!" shouted from the inspector next to him, because Mu Chen's battle just now was too shocking, so the inspector shouted several times in a row, but no one came to the stage to attack.

"I'll try. A figure jumped up and stood firmly in front of Mu Chen.

Mu Chen looked for prestige, and the person standing in front of him turned out to be a young man like a bamboo pole, the young man's age looked younger than himself, and his honest expression made Mu Chen feel a little good just by looking at it.

"Hello, my name is Xiaohu. After speaking, Xiaohu waved at Mu Chen's polite hand.

Mu Chen wanted to clench his fists in return, but he glanced at his right arm, nodded embarrassedly, and said, "Hello, Mu Chen." ”

The inspector was very strange about the expression of the two, when he faced Ba Long just now, the young man named Mu Chen didn't want to shake him, but now he was quite polite in the face of this honest young man, could it be that the two knew each other? But curiosity is curiosity, the ring test has to continue, I saw the inspector raise his right hand, swiped down sharply, and shouted: "The second round of the ring test, the test begins!"

"Whoosh!"

The young man's expression suddenly became serious, he felt like a different person, his knees sank slightly, and he suddenly rushed into the sky with the help of his strength.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and cracks appeared at the moment when Xiaohu was standing at the moment he jumped up, Mu Chen was stunned and said in surprise: "What a strong strength!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow descended in the air, and the slender arm blasted towards Mu Chen fiercely, the speed was not fast, but the attack was extremely fierce, and vaguely Mu Chen actually heard the sound of his fist cutting through the air. Judging from his experience in training for so many years, the physical strength of this young man named Xiaohu is definitely not trivial.

With a frown, Mu Chen suddenly pulled out his left arm, and at the same time let out a low cry, and the fists of the two collided together.

"Boom!!"

There was a loud bang, without any fluctuation of Yuan Force, this was a pure physical collision, but the moment these two fists collided, a monstrous wave of qi was generated, and the wave of qi swept the entire square.

"Click..."

A dull cracking sound came from the ninety-ninth ring, and the place where Mu Chen was standing completely collapsed, and almost one-third of the ring turned into a pile of rubble, but Mu Chen stood firmly on top of the gravel, and his posture still maintained the appearance of bombarding upward.

And the young man named Xiaohu disappeared, just when everyone thought that Xiaohu was knocked out of the ring by Mu Chen, a figure fell from the sky, but for some reason, this figure stumbled and fell into the ring.

"Wow, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

A howl came from the mouth of the falling figure, this figure was the young Xiaohu who was fighting against Mu Chen, and he was holding his dark fist and blowing vigorously.

Mu Chen's brows furrowed, he was very surprised in his heart, what level of his strength had reached, it was more than 10,000 catties! Under Xiaohu's attack just now, he actually forgot to control it, and directly used the strongest force, when the power was stimulated, he regretted it, and only took back thirty percent of his strength when he suddenly retracted his strength. If it is a person of the same level, only this seventy percent of the strength is enough to smash the opponent's arm, and if the physique is weak, it may even kill the opponent directly.

But the result was greatly beyond his expectations, his seventy percent strength only knocked Xiaohu away, and at the moment when their fists collided, he felt horrified that the opponent's strength was only two percent worse than his own, which made the ring under its feet unable to withstand such a huge force and collapsed directly.

Clenched his fists, Mu Chen didn't know why, there was a faint excitement in his heart, this is... The feeling of the opponent.

"Wow wow! Your strength is so great, I am the most powerful person in our tribe, I didn't expect your strength to be greater than mine, wow! Grandma is right, the people in the city are so strong!" The young man named Xiaohu suddenly became honest again, as if he was fighting alone again, and he was usually another person.

"Then you have to be careful next, I will use my greatest strength, it may be very strong, if it doesn't work, you can jump down and admit defeat. ”

After speaking, the young man took off his clothes under Mu Chen's strange look, and when he took off his clothes completely, a gray shackle appeared in front of countless students, this shackle locked his limbs and ribs, and the chains were engraved with quaint words, and the starting point of all the words was a pentagonal piece of metal on Xiaohu's chest.

Everyone was shocked, and Di Cang, the vice president standing on the stage, suddenly took two steps forward, and said in a daze: "The power shackles, it turned out to be the power shackles, God! How much strength does this kid have to seal it with the power shackles?"

"What?! Power Shackles, isn't that a special shackle used to capture power-type giant demonic beasts? How can it be used on human beings, it can seal one-half of one's own strength. One of the mentors exclaimed.

The rest of the people stared at Ring Ninety-Nine with wide eyes, while the others stopped fighting once again and turned their heads to look this way.

"Strength... Shackles?" Mu Chen was stunned, how could he not know about this thing, "He actually sealed half of his power, so in this case, this guy's strength is not the same as mine?"

"Boom!"

At this moment, as Xiaohu suddenly twisted a knob on his chest, the power shackles made a dull sound and then fell to the ground with a bang, and after a loud bang, a blood-red word "force" suddenly appeared on Xiaohu's chest

This font is engraved on his body like an imprint, exuding an eerie light.

"Are you ready? I'm going to attack, if you can't, you must jump out of the ring, or you'll die." After saying this, the young man named Xiaohu suddenly stepped on the soles of his feet and rushed towards Mu Chen, with the increase in strength, Xiaohu's speed increased several times, and he appeared in front of Mu Chen when he turned around, clenched his dark fist and swung a huge arc towards Mu Chen...