Hei Feng sneered, his face full of disdain, his eyes hideous.

Fight me?

The last one who dared to fight me, now the grave grass is three feet high!

It's a pity that Tang Wen doesn't know what he thinks, otherwise he must reply: I have old knowledge like you!

Fist of the Night - Dark Night Kill!

Open the mountain cannon fist - as the head cannon!

Rumble!

Fist to fist.

A gust of wind blew in the arena, blowing up the clothes fluttering

Black Blade's sinister smile froze on his face, and a huge force blocked his fist, down his right arm, and blasted into his body.

His one-meter-nine tall body trembled.

What?

There was silence off the pitch.

All the martial artists, either shocked or stunned, looked at each other!

Zheng Nanzhu leaned back slightly, looking incredulous.

"He seems to be just a second-class martial artist, right?"

Tang Wen's momentum when he shot couldn't hide it.

A second-class martial artist can only use his fists, feet, limbs, and weapons to exert his visual power.

Against the black front, in terms of means, it is inferior to the opponent.

Black Blade is a pinnacle martial artist whose visualization power can explode at any point around his body, and begin to transform and awaken his dark abilities.

The gap between the two cannot be calculated.

Most second-class martial artists are limited by talent, exercises, etc.

I will not step into metamorphosis for a lifetime.

And Hei Feng, depending on his age, after awakening, it is not impossible to awaken for the second time.

The second awakening, that is a strong man comparable to the king of Montenegro and the queen of flames.

Among the dozen or so forces present, only a few have king-level combat power!

They only saw the talent of the black blade, what they didn't know was.

Tang Wen's physique is eight times that of ordinary people, and the terrifying explosive power bonus brought by him is enough to easily erase the gap in the realm between the two!

Tang Wen thought about it again, and still had time to laugh: "That's it? ”

"You're looking for death!" Black Blade was furious.

Tang Wencannon's fist bursts into the face, opening the mountain cannon!

Hei Feng crossed his arms and steadily blocked the punch, but he couldn't help but see a thick mockery on the latter's face.

Tang Wen's elbow was raised, and he punched in half a step.

Black Blade could only retreat and raise his arms to block again.

Tang Wen is unforgiving, half-step bombardment, half-step bombardment, half-step bombardment......

Bang bang bang!

The air exploded, as if artillery was firing continuously.

"It's too rigid and easy to break, and this is too aggressive!"

Someone commented, everyone nodded, the weak forcibly burst out to suppress the strong, can be suppressed for a while, but have you considered your physical strength and spirit?

Ling Tangwen suppressed Hei Feng, how many moves can he suppress?

"Youthful!"

Tang Wen, maybe it's a decent point to lose.

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

The quick-tempered Zheng family master's face was ugly.

This Tang Wen really doesn't know the severity, I give you the Blood Strengthening Pill to want you to drag Hei Feng!

Hold him back!

Fight with him to exhaustion.

In this way, my daughter can play and it is possible to defeat him!

As a result, you Tang Wen came up and made the battle so intense?

How will it end?

You must know that the weaker you fight the strong, the frenzier you fight in the early stage, the worse you lose later!

I don't know what to do!

Increase the price, sell them everything in the fire camp, all the money!

In addition, if you want to spread the word, you will say that this kid is greedy for my daughter's beauty, and he insists on participating in the competition to recruit relatives despite his wife.

After the fury in his heart, the Zheng family master calmed down and observed the battlefield.

A martial artist exclaimed:

"Eight explosions in a row! Nine consecutive explosions! Ten consecutive explosions! ”

There was a loud bang.

Black Blade had no choice but to erupt under his feet, forcibly leaving the battlefield and coming to the edge of the field to adjust his breathing.

"Ten consecutive explosions, this Tang commander is also the best among the second-class martial artists."

"What's the use of being the best? He didn't chase and fight, I'm afraid he was at the limit. ”

"Hehe, look at Zheng Lao's face, it is black and ashes at the bottom of the pot"

“……”

A group of guys who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

They didn't know that the reason why Tang Wen stopped was because of a sudden breakthrough in boxing.

[Visualization Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Mastery (2891→3001/6000)]

Life and death struggle is the most training person.

Tang Wen had a new punch in his mind.

"Boy, I don't have the strength! You're damned! ”

Hei Feng regained his strength in an instant, rushing towards Tang Wen like a giant ape.

Fist of the Night God, fight in all directions at night!

Well done!

Tang Wen's eyes flashed with excitement.

Open Mountain Cannon Fist - Eight-armed God Fist!

Bang bang bang, the black front shot a black fist shadow all over the sky.

Behind Tang Wen, an eight-armed phantom appeared, and it disappeared in a flash.

Catch the black front's burst steadily.

A mere second-class martial artist, why is it so difficult?!

Black Blade doesn't understand, but it doesn't matter.

He has already begun to metamorphose and awaken, and he can come again thirty times when he visualizes the explosion!

Can this little cub on the other side?

A second-class martial artist, hold him to death and come ten more times!

Thirty against ten!

The advantage is mine!

As soon as he thought of this, the momentum around Hei Feng's body skyrocketed, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black mist.

Seems to have a defensive effect.

The Dark Divine Fist in his hand erupted continuously.

Tang Wen did not show weakness, with strong against strong, with fast to fight fast.

With a loud bang, the two of them exploded in clothes and their boots were torn.

Even the stone ground was trampled out of deep pits by the explosive force.

"Wonderful! It's so exciting! ”

"It makes my blood boil"

"I really want to see what this Tang Commander looks like?"

The black scarf on Tang Wen's face was still firmly covering his face.

In the blink of an eye, it's another ten consecutive explosions!

Black Blade took the initiative to step back, which was a sign of grasping the initiative.

He wanted to look at his opponent with a frustrated look on his face.

Well? Damn black scarf!

Tang Wen didn't chase, and the experience panel appeared:

[Visualization Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Mastery (3001→3105/6000)]

He looked at Hei Feng and nodded slightly, starting from the halfway experience just now, comprehending the eight-armed divine fist.

Tang Wen's goal in this battle has changed.

Thinking that he was in the wilderness, he collapsed two stone mounds in a row, and it was only a few dozen points of experience.

Today's battle with Black Blade, in just a short period of effort, I got two hundred experience.

This is the experience of moving baby!

Now that you have encountered it, how can you easily let it go?

Hei Feng saw that Tang Wen was not only not afraid, but his eyes were also very excited.

"" and rushed over.

"Don't touch it again!"

Miss Zheng couldn't help but remind loudly.

In the two rounds of confrontation just now, Tang Wen's demeanor perfectly fits the image of the mysterious master in her heart.

Unruly, defeat the strong with the weak!

It's like it says in the book.

And what she said is what most people think.

Tang Wen: Don't be tough?

How can that work!

Open the mountain cannon fist, hard to connect the dark god fist!

The roar of the collision rang out again.

Miss Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm afraid Tang Wen has really reached the limit this time."

"Well, look at the head of the Wang family over there, it seems that he is ready to save people."

"As it should be, the flame camp is not easy to mess with"

Burst collision.

Once, twice, three times...... Eight times!

The conversation became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared completely.

In the square, the warriors fell silent first, and then the warriors and disciples followed the silence.

In the end, the people in the surrounding five cities were infected, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Since the beginning of the competition, Tang Wen has steadily played 30 visualization outbursts.

It has exceeded everyone's understanding of a second-class martial artist.

The head of the Zheng family was thoughtful: It seems that this kid ate the Blood Strengthening Pill in advance by what means.

Hum!

For the sake of his hard work, the price of what is sold to them will not increase.

"I don't believe you'll be able to hold on!"

The black blade's fists and feet were furious, and his eyes were about to split, like a mad demon.

Tang Wen was as immobile as a mountain, his body was like a perpetual motion machine, and he kept pouring out his strength.

Brush!

Hei Feng made a dangerous move, hooking Tang Wen's face covering with his fingers.

With a snort, the black scarf shattered.

A graceful face was revealed.

Raise your eyes and look at the blue sky,

Bright as a jade tree before the wind!

The woman present was struck by lightning.

The same is true for Miss Zheng, but she is a martial artist after all, and she reacts faster:

Well, the boy's name is Tang Zhu, and the girl's name is Tang Nan, okay?

No, no!

Zheng Nanzhu, what are you thinking!

The father of the child should decide the name.

(End of chapter)