"Long Haotian!" "Long Haotian!" shouted arrogantly.

In fact, this kid had not yet broken through in the first round of Long Haotian's decisive battle. At that time, he was also shocked by Long Haotian's strength.

Unexpectedly, the day after Long Haotian became the first disciple, this kid actually broke through. Coincidentally, Fang Zhantu was troubled by vacating a place for the death of Wuyu, and those who had good deeds went to instigate Taifeng. This kid didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he didn't know where he got his confidence, so he ran to sign up at that time, and instantly illustrated the urgent need for Fang Zhan.

"What's wrong?" Long Haotian couldn't cry or laugh, he always felt that standing with this guy was very insulting to his IQ.

"Today is your death! Lao Tzu wants to print his name on your face!"

As soon as these words came out, people suddenly remembered the funny behavior of this kid during the assessment. But at this point, people were a little surprised. The stone wall is very big, and it is indeed possible to have a name if you hit five or six hundred punches, but Long Haotian's face is so small, wouldn't five or six hundred punches be broken?

Yu Taifeng seemed to understand what people were thinking, so he saw that this kid was very proud to take out a pair of boxing gloves and bring them to himself. Those with sharp eyes have already noticed that the gloves seem to have been modified in some way, and there seems to be an iron four fingers on each of its fingers. And on the four fingers of this iron, there are four words engraved: Yutai Fengyin.

"Second goods!" Even Mo Wuxian, who has always been cold, was finally laughed at by Taifeng's teasing at this moment.

In order to imprint his broken name on Long Haotian's face, this kid actually transformed his boxing gloves. It is not uncommon to have four iron fingers on the boxing gloves, and it is not uncommon to engrave patterns on the fingers, but like Taifeng, it is really the only scorpion!

"Dangdang Dang!" watched as Tai Feng faced each other with his fists, knocking his fist gloves straight together, and at the same time there were two fierce lights in his eyes. It's a pity that because his actions are really a bit spitting, his murderous aura always makes people feel a little lacking in meaning.

Long Haotian also put on his fists, shook his head helplessly, and then asked, "Do you want to attack directly with martial arts?" Or do you want to summon the Flame Sky Phantom Beast?"

"Hmph! Do you still need a Flame Sky Phantom Beast to deal with you?"

"No need," Long Haotian waved his hand, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to print!"

"Hmph, okay! This is what you asked for!" Seeing that Taifeng shouted angrily, he slammed his fists towards Long Haotian.

At that time, during the assessment, his fist speed could reach 600 punches, and now he has gone one step further and reached the realm of 700 punches. At the same time, I don't know what opportunities this kid has had these days, and he has also made a big breakthrough in his fist strength, and he can even exert seventy or eighty percent of his own force.

"Heh, the progress is not small!" Long Haotian praised casually, although this strength was still not enough in front of him.

However, he didn't hate Taifeng so much. Although his current series of encounters are related to him, Long Haotian always feels that this kid's nature is by no means as cruel as Mo Wuji. Therefore, Long Haotian had a heart to play with him, and he was going to teach him a lesson, but he didn't intend to abolish his cultivation and kill him.

"Kill!"

The whistling fist wind hit Long Haotian like a torrential rain. Although it is difficult to compare with Han Feng, the strength of Taifeng has made most of the people present look sideways.

The corners of Long Haotian's mouth showed a strange arc, deliberately pretending to be weak, and his steps became a little staggering. Seeing this, Taifeng was even more confident. He didn't think that this was a flaw that Long Haotian deliberately sold, he only thought that it was because of the increase in strength after his breakthrough.

"Bang—— sneer——!"

A muffled sound echoed in the decisive battle, and I saw that Taifeng punched Long Haotian's palm, and the huge force pushed Long Haotian's body back more than ten meters, leaving two clear traces on the table.

And when people looked up, they saw that the palm of Long Haotian's fist had been faintly printed with the words "Taifeng", and the word "Yin" may not have been printed because of the bombardment position. Of course, the texture of these two gloves is comparable, and these words did not cause substantial damage to Long Haotian's gloves, at best, they were just a few scratches on the surface.

However, this blow has greatly improved Taifeng's confidence. Just look at him laughing loudly: "Long Haotian, do you know that it's amazing! Next time, it's your face's turn!"

In the preparation area, Mo Wujian's face showed a trace of surprise. He didn't expect Taifeng to make such great progress, and at the same time, he was a little puzzled by Long Haotian's performance today. But in the end, he was also relieved, feeling that Long Haotian might not be able to exert all his strength because of the pressure from Rong Yuan.

"Second goods!" Mo Wuxian said, "Don't be scared! teach him a good lesson and give the master a long face!"

Taifeng is now in the Flame Heaven Realm, and he has already comprehended the art of sound transmission. It's just that this kid loves to show off, and he can highlight his own things lest others don't know. And this kind of opportunity to show his face in front of the hammer tyrant, how could he choose to be silent?

So, this kid said loudly: "Master, look at me today, I will have a long face for you!"

"——Shh

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Zhenyue. Embarrassing, even if it is a domineering hammer bully, he feels endless embarrassment at this moment. He didn't even bother to pay attention to Taifeng, but glared at Mo Wuxian fiercely, and said, "How do you train him on weekdays? Why is this kid's personality still so funny!"

Mo Wuxian wanted to cry without tears, and on this yin owl's face, there was a rare expression of being about to cry, which provoked Han Feng, Xie Wujiao, and Qiu Tian on the side to look sideways. Mo Wuxian was even more embarrassed, so he had to reply in a low voice: "Master forgive me, I will definitely train this kid well when I go back!"

"Bang ——"

Before he could finish his words, he heard another loud bang from the final battle platform. Mo Wuxian looked up and saw that Taifeng's fists were clenched in his hands by Long Haotian at this moment.

"The ...... of the Terrace"

Mo Wuxian was taken aback. I saw that Taifeng's expression at the moment looked very painful, and Long Haotian's hands were like two giant tongs, slowly closing, about to crush Taifeng's hands into powder.

"How could it be ......"

Taifeng was horrified. The reversal came so suddenly that he didn't even have time to react. Originally, it was always himself who had the upper hand, but how did it become such a situation in an instant?

"Do you want to let go?" Long Haotian had a mocking smile on his face.

"I don't!" yelled, "This glove is expensive!"

"Poof——"

All the audience almost burst out laughing. At this moment, you are still struggling with the nobility of a pair of fist gloves? When the time comes, not to mention that the fist gloves are pinched by Long Haotian, your ten fingers plus the palms of your hands will become powder. Do you think that your hands are not as valuable as your fist gloves?

Long Haotian also felt a little smiling, and the strength in his hands was a little weak. However, even if his force is too strong, even if his cultivation is slightly inferior to that of Yutai Feng, this kid still can't pull out the gloves.

"It's rare to meet an opponent like you in this life!" Long Haotian praised without hesitation, "So, I really can't bear to kill you!"

"You can kill ......"

"Bang ——"

Before Taifeng finished speaking, he saw Long Haotian flying up and kicking this kid's belly.

(End of chapter)