"You ........."

was grabbed by Wang Chao's scalp and lifted up on the spot, the king of black fists, Peter Megeev, the strongest man in the world, only felt that his head was clamped by an iron hoop, tightly shrinking, and the inside of his head seemed to be suffocated, as if Sun Monkey was recited by Tang Seng to tighten the hoop spell.

Wang Chao's hands were now swollen to the size of a fan, and they could completely cover a person's head, even the head of Peter Megev, the king of black fists.

At the same time, his nails were so hard that they could pierce through the rocks, and when he grabbed the top melon skin with one claw, the nails penetrated into it, digging deep into the opponent's scalp and reaching deep into the bones!

The muscles and bones of the king of the black fist are strong, and he can resist the blow of the iron rod and iron hammer, and it is difficult for any blunt weapon to hurt him, but Wang Chao's nails are sharp weapons, plus a strong force, the four ends are startled, the claws are there, and the skin and flesh of the king of the black fist are naturally unable to resist the iron of the golden hole.

Blunt weapons, sharp weapons, that's different.

The eyes of the King of the Black Fist are now looking at Wang Chao, and there is only one look, and that is fear!

He dominates the black boxing world with his striking power and resistance to fighting, killing countless people. But now he has met a person who is ten times more powerful than him, a hundred times more powerful.

He is proud that he can kill the fist of a polar bear, can sweep off the leg of an iron pillar, can kill the knee of a rhinoceros, and an iron elbow, and hit Wang Chao without any damage! The other party didn't move! Also, the opponent's shot, he couldn't see it clearly, and he didn't have the ability to resist at all!

If Wang Chao had duel with him with a flexible body and skillful skills, even if he lost, he would not have been as desperate as he is now. Because he has been in the black boxing world for so many years, he has also been in contact with Chinese martial arts, rìben martial arts, etc., and knows that the East Asian race is not strong, but when he fights, he is known for his cleverness and ingenuity.

However, he never thought that Wang Chao, a person who had completely broken away from the general Asian yellow race's style of play, stood there like a demon king, and let him hit unharmed!

Such strength, such a body, such an ability to resist blows, made him desperate.

So now he is being grabbed by Wang Chao and lifted up, and he has lost any confidence in resisting, because in the face of a demon king who has no weaknesses at all and is ridiculously powerful, he feels that he is still a person for the first time.

Since Peter Megev entered the arduous career of black boxing, he practiced at night, killed, fighting, and practiced in the ice and snow, and he had already trained himself into a fierce beast and a killing machine. In the depths of his heart, he subconsciously thinks that he is no longer human, and in the ring of Black Fist, everyone is the object of his hunting.

But now after being mentioned by Wang Chao, he feels that he is still a person. The other party is the real demon king, and at the same time, there is a trace of regret in his heart, regretting why he came to Nanyang to challenge this big demon king.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Wang Chao naturally will not let go of this king from the black boxing world, the black boxing world came to Nanyang to sweep, the first is to find out his own strength, and the second is not necessarily without the attempt to weaken the strength of the Nanyang Chinese boxers.

It is likely that the black boxing world colluded with the Russian military and contacted some other forces to kill some martial arts masters in Nanyang.

In this way, at the martial arts conference, no matter how powerful Wang Chao is, the commander of the light tube will not be able to make any big waves. For the masters of the black boxing world who killed many boxers in Nanyang, Wang Chao now completely dismantled the other party's beliefs, and then moved to kill.

Grabbing the head of the Black Boxing King in his hand, Wang Chao's hand planted directly down, pressing!

Bang!

Peter Megev, the king of black boxing, also sensed the danger, and kicked his legs violently, blasting on Wang Chao's chest, although his feet were volleyed, the strength of his legs was still very great, and his legs were no less than the leg skills of Ruan Hongxiu, a Muay Thai master back then.

However, such a sharp leg kick on Wang Chao still had no effect at all.

Just when he kicked out three legs in an instant, Wang Chao had already pressed him to the ground!

The ground was a hard cement step, but the hard was torn apart by this press, like a turtle shell, and the fist-sized concrete splashed out, and a huge pothole appeared!

The king of the black fist was pressed into the pit like this, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, his head was trapped in the abdominal cavity, and he didn't breathe a sound, and he died directly.

He was pressed to death by Wang Chao in a pit on the ground, like a tomato that had been trampled on! Bright red splashed, but it was blurry.

It also reflects his muscles and bones from the side, the skin and flesh are indeed powerful, and they can knock the ground out of the pit, if it were an ordinary master, they would have become a pile of minced meat long ago.

Wang Chao's press made a lot of movement, the ground shook, and the gravel flew around, but it did not cause much fluctuation at the scene.

The entire scene of thousands of people is now silent. Everyone stood up, their faces nervous, for fear that Wang Chao, the demon king, would suddenly leap in front of them and press himself to death. And some seem to be numb.

Today's competition between the black boxing world and the Nanyang boxers can be said to have really shocked the eyes of some people, first Bai Quanyi appeared to kill people, and then Wang Chao was on the scene, expanding like a alien, resisting the blow of the king of black boxing with absolute strength, lifting people to press down, and pressing to death.

"In the legend, the mysterious, cruel, and bloody black boxing world, in front of these boxers in Nanyang, is as kind as a child. Some people have such thoughts rising in their hearts.

In the hearts of many people, the black boxing world is indeed known for its cruelty, blood, and naked violence. But now in front of Bai Quanyi and Wang Chao, they are simply too kind.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if this king of black fists can be dark, then Wang Chao will definitely not be able to show such ferocity. But Rao is like this, in this world, only he, the world's number one master, can resist such ferociousness and brightness. ”

Sobering up from the shock, the woman from Hongmen immediately understood in her heart.

The bright strength of the king of black fists is far more than any master under Dan Jin, the body is also long, and the bones are hard and strong, but there is no dark strength like a needle penetrating power, hitting the human body, relying on concussion, impact, and not penetration.

And Wang Chao's muscles and bones, the skin is so strong that it is incredible, any blunt weapon blow can be said to be undamaged, the internal organs are strong, the bones are condensed, and any concussion can not be helped, and the qi and blood are coagulated like real lead, even if a person falls straight down from a high-rise building, he will not necessarily be injured.

However, the dark energy can pierce the skin of his body and cause damage to him, just as an iron hammer cannot break the cowhide, but the needle can easily puncture it. Dark and bright power, a sweeping power, a stimulating penetrating power, just like the difference between a blunt weapon and a sharp weapon.

If it is a Dan Jin master, such as a person like Wharton, the bright energy will be played with the effect of dark energy. Naturally, it can cause damage to Wang Chao. And the ordinary dark energy, the strength of the boxer, Wang Chao can't stand still, let them hit with dark energy.

However, people like Peter Megev, the king of black boxing, although Ming Jin Kung Fu can sweep through iron stakes and kill polar bears, but they rely on sweeping and impact, such a person, although Wang Chao punches a few times, he doesn't blink his eyes.

However, the dark energy consumes too much mental energy, and the luck is too strong, and the heart blood vessels are in danger of rupturing. Many boxers have to adjust their luck first and then send it when they are in the middle of a fight, otherwise, it is easy to hit people with one luck and get dizzy and black.

But in this way, it is too time-consuming, and before you hit someone, someone else will hit you. Therefore, in general fighting, even if it is a fight with strength, it is mainly based on bright energy, and dark energy is only used in the most certain way.

"Sister, it's over now. The people in the black boxing world have been shocked by Wang Chao. Wang Chao's approximate strength, have you estimated it? Although it is said that the king of black boxing does not know dark kung fu, but his boxing method, body, and striking power are too great, so that Wang Chao can resist it, I really can't imagine how tough his body is. ”

The younger brother also recovered from the shock, but he still felt numb when he remembered the scene just now. A cool breath rose from the tail to the scalp.

"He's been practicing all over his body without a single flaw. Moreover, the ability to control the body, qi and blood, five organs, bones, and even bone marrow has been arbitrary, which is really terrifying. If I take my fist cultivation one step further and use the Wuji Knife, it will be possible to fight with him, but the odds of winning are still not great. ”

The woman closed her eyes and pondered carefully. It took a long time to come to such a conclusion.

"Sister, the scene is over, and Wang Chao has already left. Let's go, too. This time, the black boxing world came to sweep the Nanyang martial arts world, and I thought I could see a good show. didn't expect that Wang Chao personally shot the other party, and he didn't have to watch it now. ”

The young man from Hongmen looked at the large venue below the box, and the crowd began to disperse. The venue also began to be cleaned, and Wang Chao was nowhere to be seen, obviously when his sister was thinking about and analyzing Wang Chao's ability just now, the following fight came to an end, and she had begun to clean up the mess.

"Okay, let's go. ”

The woman also stood up, lifted the knife next to her, and was about to walk out, but suddenly sat down.

"Sister, why aren't you leaving?"

"Someone is coming, but they can't leave. The woman's spirit suddenly became very dignified, and the Wuji knife in her hand was clenched, and she didn't see any strength, so it buzzed, and the sound was crisp, showing a very good steel.

"The two young rookies of the Hongmen Association have arrived, since they have come to our Nanyang Tangmen as guests, why did they sneak away? ”

At this time, the door of the box was opened, and Wang Chao, who had changed his clothes, walked in casually.

"Wang Chao!"

The young man stood up at once, his hands pulled apart, the front was empty and the back was solid, and there was a rattling sound from his belly, like the sound of the scales of a snake's belly as it crawled on the ground.

"The Wuji knife, the blade, the tip of the sword, combined with the characteristics of the sword, are integrated, and it is worthy of being the unique weapon of the Three Emperors to beat Li Yaochen. The steel of this knife vibrates, like a silver bell, and it seems to be a little better than the knife that Huaqing helped Wang Keng to untie the cow, but I don't know how the knife technique is?

Wang Chao looked at the Wuji knife in this woman's hand, and made a sound of silver bells ringing non-stop, and knew that the steel was very good.

"Your boxing technique, the snake body in the Three Emperors Cannon Hammer, has practiced a fortune skill, and Cheng Dù, who has a belly and chest like scales, has also calculated sè. Yes, yes, in the Hongmen General Association, there are really talents who come out of the sè. Our Chinese boxing has been passed down endlessly. ”

Wang Chao looked at the young man again.

"Thank you for the compliment. We won't eat anymore, and we really can't afford to be the world's best master to eat. The woman's hand was steady, and the Wuji knife in her hand no longer made a sound, unusually steady.

At this time, Wang Chao changed into a white sè casual clothes, white sè pants, no longer a wide gown, and his shoes were also replaced with a pair of brand-name running shoes.

looks like a young man who was born in a wealthy family and is relatively weak, and he has nothing to do with the name of the world's number one master.

Yes, who saw such a white, gentle, quiet, and slightly weak young man, thinking that he was the number one master in the world?

Wang Chao changed his clothes, shrunk his figure, and stabilized his qi and blood, but the change was too great.

"Uncle Keng's knife technique, with his own spirit xìng, practice the unity of human swords, people who use knives in the world can compare with him, a slap can be counted, but three years ago, I competed with Uncle Keng's knife skills. He shaved off a piece of my clothes, and I shaved off a handful of his beard, which can be regarded as an equal split. ”

This woman's eyes were always staring at Wang Chao, as if she was analyzing the changes in Wang Chao's temperament, and at the same time heard Wang Chao's knife compare with Wang Keng's knife of Huaqing Gang, so she raised her eyebrows and gently said some things from three years ago.