Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 101 No, no!

Hei Feng sneered, his face was full of disdain, his eyes were ferocious.

Fight me?

The last one who dared to punch me, now the grass on the grave is three feet high!
It's a pity that Tang Wen didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would definitely reply: I have old acquaintances like you!
Fist of the Night - Murder in the Night!
Kaishan Cannon Fist——a head shot!

boom!
fist bump.

A gust of wind blows in the martial arts field, blowing the clothes fluttering
Hei Feng's sinister grin froze on his face, and a powerful force blocked his punch, and blasted into his body along his right arm.

His 1.9-meter-high body trembled all over.

what?
The field was quiet.

All the martial artists looked at each other in shock or astonishment!
Zheng Nanzhu even leaned back slightly, showing an unbelievable look.

"He seems to be just a second-class martial artist?"

Tang Wen's momentum when he shot could not be concealed.

A second-class martial artist can only use his fists, feet, limbs, and weapons to exert his visualization power.

Against Hei Feng, in terms of means, he is not as good as the opponent.

Hei Feng is the pinnacle martial artist who imagines that power can explode at any point in his body, and begins to transform and awaken the dark ability.

The gap between the two cannot be counted.

Most of the second-class martial artists are limited by their talents and skills.

Life will not step into metamorphosis.

As for Hei Feng, depending on his age, after awakening, it is not impossible to awaken again.

The second awakening will be a powerhouse comparable to the Black Mountain King and the Flame Queen.

It is the king-level combat power that only a few of the dozen or so forces present have!
They only saw Hei Feng's talent, what they didn't know was.

Tang Wen's physique is eight times that of ordinary people, and the terrifying explosive power bonus brought by it is enough to easily bridge the gap in realm between the two!
Tang Wen visualized again, and he still had time to laugh: "That's it?"

"You court death!" Hei Feng was furious.

Tang Wenpao punched his face, opened the mountain cannon!

Hei Feng crossed his arms and firmly blocked the punch, but unexpectedly saw a strong mockery on the latter's face.

Tang Wen raised his elbow and punched half a step forward.

Hei Feng had no choice but to back away, raising his arms to block again.

Tang Wende is unforgiving, half-step bang fist, half-step bang punch, half-step bang punch...

Bang bang bang!
The air exploded like artillery fire.

"It's easy to break too hard, this is too aggressive!"

Someone commented, and everyone nodded. The weak burst out to suppress the strong, and it can be suppressed for a while, but have you considered your physical strength and spirit?

How many tricks can Tang Wen suppress Hei Feng?
"Youth is full of vigor!"

Tang Wen, maybe he wanted to lose faceably.

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

The impatient Patriarch Zheng had an ugly expression on his face.

This Tang Wen really doesn't know what to do, I gave you the blood-strengthening pill to hold Hei Feng back!
Hold him tight!

Fight him to death.

In this way, it is possible for my daughter to defeat him on the field!
As a result, you, Tang Wen, made the battle so intense as soon as you came up?
How will it end?

It should be noted that the weak beat the strong, the more crazy you fight in the early stage, the worse you will lose later!

I really don't know what to say!
Increase the price, sell them things in the flame camp, all increase the price!
In addition, I want to spread the word, saying that this kid is greedy for my daughter's beauty, and regardless of his wife, he insists on participating in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

After the rage in his heart was over, Patriarch Zheng calmed down and observed the battlefield.

A martial artist exclaimed:
"Eight consecutive explosions! Nine consecutive explosions! Ten consecutive explosions!"

There was a loud bang.

Hei Feng had no choice but to explode under his feet, forcibly left the battlefield, and came to the edge of the field to adjust his breathing.

"Ten consecutive explosions, this Commander Tang is also the best among the second-class martial artists."

"What's the use of being the best? He didn't chase after him. I'm afraid he has reached his limit."

"Hey, look at Mr. Zheng's face, it's as black as the bottom of the pot"

"..."

A group of guys who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

They didn't know that Tang Wen stopped because of a sudden breakthrough in boxing.

[Visualization of Martial Arts: Kaishan Paoquan, Mastery (2891→3001/6000)]

Fighting to the death is the best way to train people.

Tang Wen had a new style of boxing in his mind.

"Boy, you have no strength! You should die!"

Hei Feng regained his strength in an instant, rushing towards Tang Wen like a giant ape.

Black Night God Fist, fighting in all directions at night!
Well done!
Excitement flashed in Tang Wen's eyes.

Kaishan Paoquan - Eight-Armed Divine Fist!
Bang bang bang, Hei Feng punched out black fist shadows all over the sky.

A phantom with eight arms appeared behind Tang Wen and disappeared in a flash.

Steadily catch Hei Feng's explosion.

Why is a mere second-class martial artist so difficult? !
Black Feng didn't understand, but it didn't matter.

He has already begun to transform and awaken, and there will be thirty more bursts of visualization!
Can this little guy on the other side do it?
A second-class martial artist, let him die ten more times!
Thirty against ten!

The advantage is mine!

As soon as he thought of this, Hei Feng's aura surged, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black mist.

It seems to have a defensive effect.

The dark fists in his hands erupted continuously.

Tang Wen did not show any weakness, he fought the strong with the strong, and fought fast with the fast.

With a loud bang, the clothes of the two were blown off and their boots were torn apart.

Even the stone ground was trampled into deep pits by the explosive force.

"Wonderful! It's amazing!"

"It makes my blood boil"

"I really want to see what Commander Tang looks like?"

The black scarf on Tang Wen's face was still firmly covering his face.

In the blink of an eye, another ten consecutive explosions!

Hei Feng retreated voluntarily, which was a sign of mastering the initiative.

He wanted to look at his opponent with a frustrated look on his face.

Um?Damn black scarf!
Tang Wen didn't chase after him, and the experience panel appeared:

[Visualization of Martial Arts: Kaishan Paoquan, Mastery (3001→3105/6000)]

He looked at Hei Feng and nodded slightly, starting from the half-experienced experience and the comprehension of the Eight-Armed Divine Fist.

Tang Wen's goal for this battle has changed.

Thinking of him blowing down two rock hills in a row in the wilderness, he only had a few dozen points of experience.

Hei Feng fought against Hei Feng today, and in just a short while, he gained [-] experience points.

This is the mobile experience baby!
Now that we have met, how can we easily let go?
Not only was Hei Feng not afraid when he saw Tang Wen, but he also looked very excited in his eyes.

With a "wow", he rushed over.

"Don't touch me hard again!"

Miss Zheng couldn't help but reminded her aloud.

In the two rounds of confrontation just now, Tang Wen's demeanor perfectly fit the image of a mysterious master in her heart.

Rebellious and unruly, defeat the strong with the weak!

Just like it's written in the script.

And what she said is what most people think.

Tang Wen: Not head-to-head?
How about that!
Kaishan Pao Fist, hard to meet the Dark God Fist!

The roar of collision sounded again.

Miss Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm afraid Tang Wen has really reached his limit this time."

"Well, look at Patriarch Wang over there, it seems that he is ready to save people."

"As it should be, the flame camp is not easy to mess with."

Bursting and colliding.

Once, twice, three times... eight times!
The voice of the conversation became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

In the square, the martial artists fell silent first, and then the martial artists and apprentices followed suit.

In the end, the people in the inner cities of the five surrounding cities were infected, and they dared not make a sound.

Since the start of the competition, Tang Wen has played thirty bursts of visualizations steadily.

It has exceeded everyone's understanding of second-class martial artists.

Patriarch Zheng was thoughtful: It seems that this kid, by some means, took the Zhuangxue Pill in advance.

snort!
For the sake of his hard work, the price of the things he sells to them will not increase.

"I don't believe you can hold on!"

Hei Feng's fists and feet were violent, his eyes were about to burst, and he looked like a madman.

Tang Wen is as motionless as a mountain, his body is like a perpetual motion machine, continuously gushing out strength.

brush!
Hei Feng made a dangerous move, hooking Tang Wen's mask with his two fingers.

With a scoff, the black scarf shattered.

Revealing a divine appearance Mingxiu face.

Raise your head and look at the blue sky,
Bright as a jade tree before the wind!
The woman present felt as if struck by lightning.

The same is true for Ms. Zheng, but she is a martial artist after all, so she reacts faster:

Well, the boy should be called Tang Zhu, and the girl should be called Tang Nan?
No, no!
Zheng Nanzhu, what are you thinking!
The matter of naming should be decided by the father of the child.

(End of this chapter)