Ze Tian Ji Chapter 132: One punch

He knows Xuan Yuanpo.

Xuan Yuanpo is also a bit surprised because he knows (a little official.

Just in the tavern a few days ago, this little official had been drunk and said a lot of vicious words to him.

Seeing Xuan Yuanpo, the little official was surprised and asked, "What are you kid doing?"

Xuan Yuanpo pointed to the roster on the table and said, "They said they would register their names here."

The little official responded after a moment's sleep, saying, "You want to participate in Divine Selection?"

Xuan Yuanpo said, "Yes."

The little official laughed and laughed and said, "You vain want to marry Princess?"

Xuan Yuanpo said: "I never thought about marrying Your Highness, but I want to participate in Divine Selection."

The little official said with a disdainful expression: "I think you want to die."

There are not many participants in this platform, and the body of Xuan Yuanpo is very burly and eye-catching. already attracted the attention of some people. At this time, more people looked at the laughter and mockery of the little official. Pine Town was originally a small place, and it was easy to meet acquaintances. There were several alcoholics who frequented the tavern in the crowd. The scene of looks at hurried over. I was surprised when Xuan Yuanpo came, and persuaded him to cancel this idea.

"I said you weren't crazy? This is not bullshit!"

"You haven't heard that Westfall Dao Temple has n’t sent a priest this time? Upstairs over there is a court and presbyterian medical officers staring at the ring. It ’s okay if we are injured here, but no one will do it for you Doctor, when it bleeds, it will die! "

"Even if you are laughed at every day, why take the risk to prove yourself?"

Xuan Yuanpo was silent, and did not respond to these concerns. Seeing this situation, the winemakers said nothing.

The little official looks at laughed at him and said, "If you have to insist on sending him to death, you can't help but just don't cry too bad on the stage."

Xuan Yuanpo pick up the ink pen, write down your name and related information on the directory, and take a piece of cloth tied to the right wrist.

Time shifted, and finally it was his turn to enter the ring.

The onlookers around the ring asked each other his origin.

A deacon from a gambling house, thinking about the previous picture, squeezed to the table and asked the official: "Do you need to pay attention?"

The little official said with a sneer: "It's a dishwasher, boasting that he has been to Capital, thinking that he is a great person."

An alcoholic who previously tried to stop Xuan Yuanpo said, "He did go to Capital."

The little official was very angry after being dismissed, his face was a little red, and he yelled, "So what? Even if he had been prestigious before, it is just a waste now!"

The slightly cool morning breeze scattered the cooking smoke and hot mist of Pine Town, and also swept the cloth strip on the candidate wrist.

Xuan Yuanpo is tall and big, but his opponent is even more burly.

The burly middle-aged man glanced at Xuan Yuanpo's shrunk right arm, with a look of contempt in his eyes, and said, "I sympathize with the fact that you met me from the beginning."

After saying this, with a clear sound of clicking, his body became taller, like a hill, casting a shadow on the ring.

In the looks at scene, the crowd around the platform was shocked. I wondered why people from Xiang Clan came here?

Regardless of the age, Xiang Clan is the top three clan of Demihuman Race. Even the most ordinary clan has an unimaginable Divine Strength.

It stands to reason that children of such a large family should go to the platform near the Royal Palace and Tianshou Pavilion. How can they come to such a small place as Pine Town?

The Li Clan deacon who was responsible for judging the wins and losses of the squint was slightly squinting, and soon wanted to understand why.

The supervisor from the Presbyterian Church closed his eyes as if he was sleeping. It was obvious that already knew about this in advance.

The demon court official, feeling the strong Aura exposed from the Xiang Clan child, raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of such strength, and complemented by Xiang Clan secret technique. If you have been training for two years, you should come Eligible to become Honghe Monster Guard, but today came to Pine Town to participate, it seems that the plan is not small.

Thinking about it like this, the demon court official looked at Xuan Yuanpo again with a lot of complicated emotions.

He did n’t hear the previous disputes under the ring, he did n’t know the origin of this calm-looking Bear Clan young man, but he felt that this child apparently lost already, but also came to Divine Selection. The courage is commendable, but it ’s a pity It was a pity to meet an invincible opponent from the beginning.

Xuan Yuanpo doesn't know what the demon court official is thinking, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care.

As if he heard what his opponent said, he would n’t care. It ’s still early in the morning. The ring game is only the first game. If he wants to go to the palace, it will take a long time and many games. Like the reason he chose Pine Town, he needs to save time.

So, he didn't say anything to the other side, nor waited for the other side as quietly as the real master, but walked directly towards the other side. The pace of looks at was a little hurried, so the people watching It seemed a little flustered.

The contempt look in the eyes of the Xiang Clan child became more intense.

Xuan Yuanpo raised his fist and struck forward.

His right arm was shrinking, and his sleeves were swayed by the morning breeze.

His left punch.

There is nothing special about his fist looks at. He is straight and singular, and the angle of his punches is very ordinary. There is no such thing as a mess.

The Xiang Clan child didn't expect that he would shoot without any greeting. A flash of Anger flashed in his eyes, and he sang aloud, and also passed in the boxing.

The children of Xiang Clan are burly and have huge fists, just like a boulder falling from the peak.

The giant fist rose through the air, bringing up a howling wind, with some starlight fragments hidden in it, looks at's momentum was quite amazing.

In contrast, Xuan Yuanpo's fist is so ordinary, there is no power at all.

The two fists are getting closer and closer, the eye looks at will meet, and the contrast formed is more vivid.

The huge fist of Xiang Clan children makes the fist of Xuan Yuanpo look pitiful.

Some people are watching, thinking about the later tragic scenes.

Xuan Yuanpo didn't turn his head, didn't blink his eyes, he was still calm like that, or mummy.

Is this frightened by the opponent's punches, or is it too stupid to react at all?

Some people in the audience think so.

The little official stood up from behind the table, staring at the picture on the platform, looking with malicious intent.

The demon court official has been watching the pictures on the ring. He is sure that Xuan Yuanpo is not frightening or unresponsive because the breathing of Xuan Yuanpo is not disturbed.

So he can't understand. Since it is obvious that he is not an opponent in strength, Xuan Yuanpo has no other movements and still continues to punch forward.

If it ’s not absolute self-confidence, is it because of pride and dignity?

The demon court official thought so, and suddenly had some courage to appreciate Xuan Yuanpo.

Gaze with either malicious, cruel, or intolerant, or regretful gaze.

The fist of Xuan Yuanpo and the fist of the Xiang Clan child finally met.

From the appearance, the two fists are very different.

When their fists meet, it looks like a small stone fell on the boulder.

If you consider the power gap between these two fists, it's more like an egg hitting a boulder.

A soft beep appeared on the platform.

A slam, it really looks like the egg is broken.

It's shocking that Xuan Yuanpo's fist is not broken, nor has it been blown into the sky by a huge rock like a small stone.

His fist and the fist of the Xiang Clan children tightly abut.

His fist looks at is so small, but so stable.

Countless sounds followed, then gradually became clear and loud.

Titicaca!

It's like the cliff that fell yesterday.

Boom!

It's like that cliff fell into the Red River, causing numerous waves.

The airwaves on the platform have turned into countless gale winds, whistling and set off countless dust.

The Xiang Clan child's eyes showed a terrified look, howling in pain and despair.

The wind howling with a screaming voice suddenly disappeared, leaving only a little lingering on the ring, driving the Xuan Yuanpo's somewhat empty sleeve, and then falling on the Xiang Clan children.

The burly body like a hill gradually gets shorter in these seemingly gentle winds, and then collapses.

The Xiang Clan child was paralyzed sitting on the ring, his right arm slumped weakly, and blood was flowing from under his sleeve.

The previous crackling sound on the platform and the subsequent clicks are all broken sounds.

When his fist met Xuan Yuanpo's fist, the first thing he touched was his finger.

His phalanx was broken.

Then, his wrist was broken.

Then he broke his arm bones.

Finally, he even broke his shoulder bones.

His face was extremely pale, his eyes were terrified, and there was a wetness under him, and he could not tell whether it was sweat or blood or something else.

Xuan Yuanpo retracted his fist and did not launch an attack again.

In the scene of looks at, the Xiang Clan child knew that he had survived, and his eyes became frightened, and then he gradually dissipated.

On the level of strength that he is most proud of, he has failed to say anything.

He can't even have the idea of ​​revenge, because the power displayed by Xuan Yuanpo is too powerful and incredible.

This unimaginable gap directly crushed his body and the will to fight, and even crushed his spirit.

He started vomiting, vomiting all the breakfast he had eaten on the ring, and the bad smell gradually began to spill out.

Neither the Li Clan deacon standing on the ring, nor the two officials in charge of supervision seemed to smell the smell.

The ordinary clerks around the platform and the onlookers are dumb.

Who exactly is this Bear Clan youth?

Why does that seemingly uncommon fist have such terrible power?

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