The narrator said, "Prisoner, can you tell us about your spiritual skills?" We're curious about your prowess. ”

Yang Yao wanted to say that he didn't know much about it, but he expected the effect to be too bad, so he said: "What's the hurry, my fist will tell you later." ”

The narrator smiled: "Very good, it seems that the prisoner is confident in his fists, although he has spiritual skills, but he still intends to use martial arts to fight, maybe his spiritual skills only play a supporting role, what kind of role is it, let's wait and see." Now I declare that this battle between the overlord and the prisoner has officially begun. ”

"When."

A crisp sound sounded in the air, and the game officially kicked off, and the lights were evenly scattered on the grass between Yang Yao and Hu Fei, forming an obvious circular boundary.

As soon as the bell rang, the figure of the overlord flickered, leaving an afterimage on the ground, and flew towards Yang Yao.

Not to be outdone, Yang Yao pounced forward.

The two soon met and each threw their fists.

Overlord Hu Fei's fist was radiant, like a thousand jun. Yang Yao didn't use spiritual power, and his fists were much smaller.

With a "bang", the two fists collided together, and the surrounding air was instantly shattered, and a fierce wave of qi erupted, sweeping out towards the surroundings.

The terrifying air currents stirred up a noticeable wave of air around them, blowing everyone's clothes with a bang.

Hou Yifei saw this scene and said nervously in the distance: "It's so terrifying, the combat power of the eldest brother has reached such a terrible situation." ”

Zhang Yue'e said: "Fortunately, otherwise the four of us would not have been bullied to death by others." ”

Hou Yifei said: "That's right, that jailer Huang Bufei also specially asked about the relationship between the four of us, it seems that we are getting wiped out." ”

Zhang Yue'e said: "Fatty, when will you let us follow your light, focus on dim sum cultivation, and don't just care about eating." Look at that yellow and not fat, that figure is your future. ”

Huang Bufei has more than 300 catties, more than twice as much as the average person, and his wife also ran away with others in the middle of the night because of this.

When Hou Yifei thought of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Absolutely not, I must lose weight." Ahhh ”

Zhang Yue'e saw that Hou Yifei's expression had changed so much, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, fat man, I scared you when I was talking about playing." ”

Hou Yifei said: "Well, it's terrible, if you're too fat, your wife will run away with someone else in the middle of the night." ”

Zhang Yue'e smiled and continued to look at the competition venue.

As soon as the two fists collided together, Yang Yao felt a huge force like a mountain peak hitting his fist, and his body suddenly flew backwards.

After Yang Yao fell to the ground, Teng Tengteng took three steps back before he stabilized his body, and his heart was shocked.

Unexpectedly, between yesterday and today, Hu Fei's fist and strength have changed dramatically.

With the same punch, Hu Fei's strength just now was hundreds of times the strength of yesterday's punch.

Yang Yao moved his shoulders, his eyes awe-inspiring.

Hu Fei walked slowly towards Yang Yao, like a tiger looking at its prey, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, now you know your gap, right?" ”

Yang Yao glanced back at the boundary of the field, walked around the inside of the field, slowly retreated, and said, "There is indeed a gap, your fist is too soft, and it really makes me feel a little disappointed that you didn't send me flying outside the field." ”

Hu Fei said: "Hey, little flea, you still dare to mock me, come and die." ”

Hu Fei's figure moved, and he pounced on Yang Yao again.

Yang Yao was not to be outdone, and swung his fist to meet him.

The two soon arrived.

"Bump", another punch.

Yang Yao was directly knocked into the sky and finally landed on the edge of the field.

Hu Fei continued to walk slowly towards Yang Yao.

Yang Yao retreated around the field again.

Soon the two punched each other again, and Yang Yao was sent out again.

Hou Yifei saw this from a distance, and couldn't help frowning, and said, "Big brother won't fail, right?" It doesn't feel like his combat power is so low. When he first came to the prison, he punched the jailer in the late stage of foundation building, and now he can't do it against the overlord? ”

Zhang Yue'e said: "What's the hurry, this is a performance, I understand, it is estimated that Yang Yao will be soft for a while, and then hard for a while, so that you can play for a while and make more money." ”

Hou Yifei nodded and said, "It's possible, I really know how to play." ”

Yang Yao was knocked away several times in a row, and when he stood up and walked, he stumbled and was a little unsteady on his feet.

Hu Fei smiled and said, "Little flea, why aren't you excited, I'll finish you now." ”

Yang Yao was stunned for a moment and said, "What, you're going to end me, it's terrible." Hurry up, I can't wait. ”

Hu Fei's figure flickered, came to Yang Yao again, and slammed his fist.

Yang Yao also smashed his fist.

At the moment before the two fists touched, Hu Fei suddenly turned his fist into a palm, pinched Yang Yao's fist, followed by a bend of his arm, held Yang Yao in his arms, stepped on his feet, rose to the sky, and jumped into the air.

When in the air, Hu Fei rotated Yang Yao to his head down, grabbed Yang Yao's shoulders with his legs, and spun and smashed down to the ground.

The narrator suddenly burst into flames and shouted: "Plum Blossom Sitting, the Overlord released his famous stunt, Plum Blossom Sitting, God, the prisoner's head is facing the ground, there is no resistance, is it to take this Plum Blossom Sitting?" It's the ground down there, and if you hit your head on the ground, oh my god, it's terrible. Will the prisoner still survive? ”

Hu Fei pressed Yang Yao with his legs, and quickly smashed from the air to the ground.

With a "poof", Yang Yao's head went directly into the ground, and the whole person was there.

Hu Fei stood up, looked at Yang Yao, felt a little funny, and said with a smile: "Yes, this shape is very good-looking." He pulled Yang Yao out of the ground, threw it on the ground, and stepped on Yang Yao with his foot.

At this time, as long as the referee counts to three, even if Hu Fei wins the game.

"One" As soon as the referee shouted, Yang Yao stood up.

After Yang Yao stood up, he raised his neck, wiped his hair, and said: "My nose was originally a little breathable, just now you just massaged my head when you sat on the plum blossom masterpiece, and my nose was breathable, and the effect was not bad." Overlord, have you learned massage, don't you want to press me anymore, your strength is really good, you can give me a massage. ”

Hu Fei was stunned, he thought that after beating Yang Yao so many punches, and coming to sit with a plum blossom, even if Yang Yao didn't die, he would definitely not be able to stand up. Unexpectedly, Yang Yao didn't seem to be injured at all now.

How is this possible, absolutely impossible.

Hu Fei looked at Yang Yao in disbelief for a while, and then looked at the surrounding audience, revealing a bewildered expression.

Yang Yao took a step forward, and suddenly stumbled and knelt on the ground with one leg.

Overlord Hu Fei was startled when he saw Yang Yao take the first step, and then saw Yang Yao kneeling on the ground, and showed a smug smile again, and said: "Zhen Nima can pretend, it turns out that he was so seriously injured, and he barely pretended to be forced, okay, since you don't admit defeat, Lao Tzu will give you another plum blossom sitting." ”

Hu Fei pounced on Yang Yao, and soon arrived in front of Yang Yao and pinched Yang Yao's neck.