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Chapter 1841 Yamcha's Secret Weapon

"Okay, here I come, Senior Haier, please teach me!"

Yamcha saw that Haier used his toes to leave a circle of marks on the hard ground of the ring. He took a deep breath and followed the breathing and physical techniques taught by Haier. His muscles bulged high and he roared angrily. He turned into a black shadow and rushed to Haier like a tiger, breaking through the air and throwing countless fierce punches.

Haier calmly stretched out his left hand, seemingly slowly removing the defense and attacking the aura, making himself airtight. Yamcha used all his strength and speed and could only send out waves of impact air.

Yamcha was like a hideous and crazy black shadow, continuously surrounding Haier and striking out endless waves of air, but none of them could break through Haier's seemingly casual defense.

When the audience saw this scene, they all fell silent, their faces wide open with shock as they watched Yamcha send out powerful waves of air, but there was no way he could break through the defense of Hail's one hand.

Seeing the three people behind the screen in the backstage, Krillin couldn't help but stare at them, and exclaimed in shock: "How amazing!"

Krillin and Yamcha fought before. Although Krillin lost to Yamcha due to his physical strength, Yamcha was indeed much stronger than him in terms of strength and skills.

Yamcha wasn't this fierce and powerful when fighting with himself.

Now seeing Yamcha fighting Haier and Yamcha bursting out all his strength, we know how powerful Yamcha is.

If Yamcha had given off such a fierce, ferocious and brutal aura from the beginning, Krillin wouldn't have been able to support himself until he was exhausted.

But what shocked Krillin even more was that Brother Hale could actually block Yamcha's fierce attack with just one hand. How strong must Brother Hale be?

Sun Wukong watched intently, feeling that Haier's one-handed blocking was a kind of fighting art, all of which were as smooth as water flowing down a mountain. He didn't even have time to speak.

"This..." Cheng Long, who was disguised as Master Roshi, immediately changed his expression. The skills displayed by Haier this time were even better than the last time he fought with him.

It is even because the strength and amount of Haier's Qi are gradually increasing, and he is able to achieve more skills beyond the current limit of his Qi. It can be said that his skills are ingenious and natural.

If before seeing Hale's performance, Master Roshi felt that he could fight fiercely with Hale and had a high chance of winning, now Master Roshi felt a little gloomy and felt that he could not match Hale.

"Oh no!" Master Roshi suddenly felt bad. He had even told the host and the people from the Budo Temple his identity. They also believed that they would win the championship in this competition. If he lost, it would be a complete disgrace for the world's number one martial artist.

Although Master Roshi does not care much about his status as the world's number one martial artist, if he loses, he can only sigh that the younger generation in the martial arts world has defeated the newcomers.

Looks like I have to try my best!

Master Kame said secretly in his heart.

Gusts of strong wind were blown out from the defensive arms of Yamcha and Haier, blowing onto the faces of the surrounding spectators, shocking them.

"Is this really the force that a human can exert?" an audience member shouted with a changed face. He felt the strong wind blowing on his face, making his skin wrinkled.

A collision of this magnitude is terrifying.

Even Yamcha's figure could not be seen at the scene. Only a black shadow was seen constantly attacking Hale, creating gusts of wind that made the audience cover their faces to block the wind. Just as everyone held their breath and watched nervously as Yamcha turned into a black shadow and fought around Hale.

"Strength alone is not enough to defeat me. You can only use 20% to 30% of the techniques I taught you. What a pity, Yamcha." Haier shook his head and grabbed Yamcha's wrist with his left hand, removing his force and throwing him back to his original position on the ring.

The violent wind and waves suddenly stopped, and Yamcha turned over in mid-air, his chest heaving, his forehead sweating profusely, and he wiped the sweat from his chin while panting slightly. Yamcha stood up with a shining look in his eyes and said, "Of course I know I am not as good as you, Senior Haier."

"I just used the same strength as you. If you had understood even half of the techniques I taught you, it would have been enough to try your best to move my steps." Haier said calmly.

There is no strength, it's all skill. But unfortunately, Yamcha has only understood two or three tenths of the skills taught by Hale. It is unrealistic to want to defeat Hale in this way, as he only shows the same strength as Yamcha.

Haier's skills are powerful enough to crush anyone.

"What, with the same strength, Yamcha can't defeat Brother Hale!" Krillin shouted in shock. This was simply unimaginable to him. He couldn't imagine what kind of skill it was.

Isn't the contest of strength just the impact of force between fists?

Isn't it the stronger who wins?

There was an uproar in the audience, with everyone looking shocked.

"It's not that simple. Haier's strength and skills... are no longer at a level that humans can achieve." Cheng Long said after a moment of silence.

Wukong looked at the field with sparkling eyes, "Brother Haier is so powerful..."

At this moment, in the arena, Yamcha's hair and clothes floated up automatically without wind.

"Senior Haier, please look at my move!" The energy in Yamcha's body began to gradually release outwards, vaguely forming a wolf's head, which surprised everyone.

"Oh, so you reserved all your time for this move. No wonder your other moves are so mediocre. Come on." When Haier saw Yamcha's luck, he immediately knew that Yamcha had spent a lot of time practicing his special moves.

"Wolf Fang Wind Fist!" Yamcha rushed towards Haier, a large amount of air came out of his hands, forming a group of golden wolves.

In an instant, a pack of golden wolves formed by Yamcha's energy rushed towards Haier, roaring like an overwhelming force. The audience around were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak, as if they were really being devoured by a group of the most ferocious beasts, submerging Haier in an instant.

Yamcha even used all his strength to attack Haier among the golden wolves.

"This move is very good. It contains some of the skills I taught me. It is better to practice one unique move than to master a hundred moves. This move is barely acceptable. But... I don't think I taught you to deliberately use Qi to condense the wolves into shape." Haier still shook his head. In the attack launched by Yamcha that condensed Qi into a golden wolf pack, he quickly dispersed Yamcha's golden wolf pack with his fingers, and knocked Yamcha on the head with a hand knife, knocking Yamcha down on the ring at Haier's feet.

(End of this chapter)