Stilwell's eyes shone with a burst of light, bloody and cold, like a snow leopard staring at its prey, opening its fangs to deliver a fatal blow to its opponent.

He is very confident in himself, this cross-fist is his killer move, and the martial artists who died under his punch are already in the triple digits, and even a martial artist who is a chemical strength is hated under his cross-fist.

However, what he is most proud of is that the King of the Fist of Power has praised him for this blow, and he already has five points of strength.

Although he only has five points of strength from the master, this is enough to make him proud, you must know that the King of the Fist of Force, but the real overlord of the boxing world, is rare to see in a hundred years, relying on a pair of iron fists to kill out of the sea of corpses and blood, and grasp the existence of the strongest meaning of the Fist of Force.

Even if he is a martial artist, in the eyes of the master, he is not as good as him.

Therefore, if he can reach the strength of his master five points, even if it is just this punch, it is enough to make him proud, and he doesn't even pay attention to ordinary martial artists.

Although the master did not say, who is his real heir.

But who else!

A strong sense of conviction swelled in Stilwell's heart.

He wants to inherit the mantle of his master!

He wants to become a warrior!

He's going to be the new Fist of Power King!

He wants to lead the Fist of Power to the top of the world's martial arts!

And just when Stilwell was in his hands, he suddenly realized that Chu Hao had actually disappeared from his eyes.

Before his brain could react, he felt a huge force burst out from behind him, and the whole person involuntarily fell ahead of him!

Stilwell's face slammed to the ground, pushing him with great force, creating a fist-deep furrow on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, they really felt pain for Stilwell, this face to plow the ground, even the copper skin and iron bones can't stand it.

Stilwell's eyes widened, and tears erupted from his sockets involuntarily.

It's not just pain, it's more shame, annoyance, and anger.

He was clearly still winning just now, dreaming of inheriting the mantle of his master, becoming a martial artist, becoming the new King of the Fist of Force, and leading the Fist of Strength to the top of the world's martial arts.

Fortunately, now there is nothing left, and all he faces is defeat and humiliation.

He didn't even have the courage to get up and look at the other people's expressions now, and what made him even more incomprehensible was how he could lose so badly in the blink of an eye.

Stilwell was puzzled by what had just happened.

But in the eyes of everyone around, it was Stilwell who punched him, and then Chu Hao walked leisurely, took a step casually, and then gently pushed with his palm.

Other than that, Chu Hao didn't do anything, but it turned out like this.

These actions, let alone Chu Hao, even they can do it easily.

"Like, gringos are nothing more than that. ”

Suddenly, a person shouted out everyone's hearts, and everyone nodded involuntarily.

This sound hit Stilwell's heart like a heavy hammer, and he felt as if his face had been trampled by an elephant, and the pain was hot, the pain of the bones and the pain of the heart.

When did he fall to the point of being ridiculed by this group of miscellaneous fish.

The Jingming monks looked at each other, what could they say, what else could they say, they were also desperate.

They finally realized what it means for everyone to be drunk and I am sober, what strength Stilwell has, what strength everyone is, don't they have a little B number.

Stilwell's strength should definitely not be underestimated, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the Quartet just now, and everyone who was pressed would be out of breath, and Gan Shuilan, who was pressing, even planned to arouse the fighting spirit of the Chinese warriors even if he died.

But in the end, it was such a result.

Even Gan Shuilan couldn't cry or laugh a little.

But this is not to blame everyone, it is really Chu Hao who won too easily and easily just now, and it was effortless at all, which made everyone have such an illusion.

After laughing a few times, the feeling and pressure that Stilwell brought to everyone before came back, and everyone suddenly realized that this was probably not because Stilwell's strength was too weak, but because Chu Hao's strength was too strong.

If there is no trace of the antelope's horns, it is close to the Tao, which is probably the best description of Chu Hao's strength.

Otherwise, there would not be such a big contrast, so big that they all have an illusion.

Wang Zhongshui sighed, "I thought that there would be a possibility of catching up with Senior Brother Chu in the future, but now it seems impossible." ”

Whether he thinks it is himself or recognized by everyone, he is a first-class genius, a genius among geniuses.

He originally had confidence that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to catch up with Chu Hao one day.

But he is desperate now, let alone in the future, even with Chu Hao's current strength, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to reach it in his lifetime.

Although he couldn't clearly judge what Chu Hao's strength was now, he knew that even if it was his grandfather, the momentum he showed was not as strong as Chu Hao's current strength.

The momentum that Chu Hao is showing now seems to be an understatement, flat as a mirror, without any waves, like the wind and the sun.

But in fact, this is terrifying, the current Chu Hao is like an endless sea, the surface is calm, but under the surface of the water are magnificent, mighty, almost infinite power.

It's bottomless!

Monk Jingming patted Wang Zhongshui's shoulder sympathetically, several of them had already given up chasing Chu Hao, and they could achieve Chu Hao's current achievements in this life, which was enough for them to snicker, so Wang Zhongshui was not convinced.

But now it's not okay if you're not convinced, the gap between them and Chu Hao is really unreasonable, and they can't catch up in this life.

After the remaining three people were shocked, they glanced at Chu Hao deeply and with great fear, and saw that Chu Hao didn't make any moves, so they quickly helped Stilwell up from the ground.

"Thank you. Gan Shuilan leaned in Chu Hao's ear and said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her face instantly covered with shame.

Chu Hao smiled but did not speak, and tightened the soft water in his hand.

Gan Shuilan's heart was filled with an indescribable and inexplicable emotion, I don't know whether it was joy, satisfaction, or the kind of peace in my heart after I had something to rely on.

What avoidance, what shyness has all disappeared without a trace.

All she wanted now was time to stand still.

Looking at Chu Hao and Gan Shuilan's show of affection like no one else, the four people opposite almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, it was really too deceitful!

"Do you remember, Park Shinyeol?" said a slender Goryeo among the four.

When I saw it, the anger in his eyes was blazing, and there seemed to be a sense of tolerability and intolerability.

Chu Hao frowned slightly, thinking carefully.

As the minutes passed, the face of the Goryeo stick became more and more ugly.

Probably the most embarrassing moment in the world is at this time, when you are riveted and want to seek revenge, but the enemy can't even remember your name.

This is a great irony.