Zongman: Simultaneously travel through time and start a one-person chat group

The moment Mahomet threw a punch, Qiao Qiao placed a finger on his forehead.

With a "bang", the young and powerful boxer took off from the spot, crossed a distance of dozens of meters and landed heavily on the audience seats.

“Ah, maaaaaaah!”

"What happened!? Were the weapons fired?"

The audience, no, even all the martial artists were so shocked by this sci-fi scene that they were speechless.

Baki is very non-scientific

Hanma Yujiro's punch could stop an earthquake and shatter a building, which was already very magical.

However, the scene where Qiao Qiao could send an adult flying dozens of meters away with just one bullet was truly a magic within a magic.

"Ah, I accidentally used too much strength." Qiao Qiao muttered.

He was very careful, fearing that the flick of his finger would explode the opponent's head. But even with the force reduced to only 1%, he still sent the opponent flying.

"It feels like a Saiyan against a soldier with a combat power of 5."

After all, even though the pirate Qiao Qiao was constantly refining his life energy and strengthening his body, Qiao Qiao's body was still too exaggerated for the humans in this world.

Qiao Qiao took a deep breath and continued to suppress his strength.

323. Zongman Qiao Qiao: Boneless Chicken Fillet, Explosive Killing of Baki

Looking at the skills that seemed to come out of a fantasy world, Guo Haihuang looked pale and said, "Hitting a bull from a distance! Immortal pointing the way? Does this thing really exist?"

Skills, no, Guo Haihuang, who had an extreme desire to survive, was instantly extremely grateful that when Qiao Qiao said he wanted to fight him, he decisively chose to fake his death, otherwise, he would have been killed by a bullet in the head.

Relying on his century-long experience, he directly made a judgment: "That's right! I knew I was not mistaken! That man is even more monstrous than the monster Fanma. My God, is he an immortal?"

"He wants everyone to witness him becoming the new Sea King in this once-in-a-century grand competition!"

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"next."

Qiao Qiao looked at Oliva, the muscular man in front of him who was taller than himself.

The unweakened Oliva is the freest man in the whole of America. He is the pinnacle of America, on the surface.

As soon as Olibapu saw Qiao Qiao, his wanton eyes looked as if he was looking at an extremely weak and pitiful creature.

"In my opinion, you are useless." Qiao Qiao, who felt this gaze, looked back at Oliva's oily black muscles and said.

And Oliva himself did not allow others to comment on him. He said arrogantly, "Really? In my opinion, you are useless. You have a thin body and soft muscles. Well, apart from that queen-like face that can charm women, well, maybe you can also charm men in prison, ha-hahahaha..."

"Skinny body? Soft muscles?"

Being ridiculed like this, Qiao Qiao said indifferently: "Because in this world, if I rely solely on brute force, it would be boring. I don't think you have any skills to show. After all, your muscles are natural."

"Hahahaha, that's true. After all, no matter how much mortals train, they can't become like me, right?" When Oliva laughed uncontrollably.

Qiao Qiao used his domineering color to see through the world and took a glance to know the other party's body structure, muscles, bones, and even cells, all seemed to be analyzed in front of Qiao Qiao.

Oliva's muscular body is natural. Of course, it's not that Oliva has had such exaggerated muscles since he was a baby, but his genes have a higher muscle limit than ordinary people.

This situation is just like black people are born with an innate advantage in various sports.

Therefore, it can be said that Oliva's diamond-like muscles are the result of his hard work.

However, in Qiao Qiao's opinion, he was born to be able to reach this level.

If anyone else used his training method, at most they would end up ruining themselves.

"I remember that you didn't seem to respect Eastern martial arts. I saw that guy who practiced the iron shirt was squeezed into a ball by you. Coincidentally, I also learned the iron shirt at the beginning." Qiao Qiao said lightly and stretched out his palm towards Oliva.

"Oh, is that so? I'm looking forward to it. I hope you can give me more fun." Oliva said arrogantly as he stretched out his collection that looked like a palm-leaf fan.

And he placed it gently in Qiao Qiao's palm as if he was holding a chick.

It's a humiliation.

Oliva is such a person.

Oliva always believed that he was a monster among humans, so arrogant that the freest man in America might not understand the disappointment in Qiao Qiao's heart.

That is the disappointment of Qiao Qiao in this world with pure brute force, because in this world, there is probably no one who can surpass Qiao Qiao in strength.

"I remember you rolled the Sea King who was training the Iron Shirt into a ball. It just so happens that I am also learning the Iron Shirt. In this case, I will humiliate you once and then forgive you."

"Oh, then I hope you can be stronger than that poor guy. After all, you look quite thin..."

Oliva's arrogant expression completely collapsed as Qiao Qiao increased the strength in his hand slightly.

Because at the moment of shaking hands, an irresistible force was transmitted from the other party's palm, making Oliva's eyes widen.

"No, it's impossible. You're so thin..."

"Strength is not determined by the size of the muscles, but by the internal structure, Mr. Oliva."

"Sure enough to be on par with me..."

“Equally matched?”

Qiao Qiao used a little more strength, and instantly made Oliva discover that the defense he had built was directly repelled.

Shocked!

Oliva originally thought that he must not crush this little thing to death, but the unimaginable force forced Oliva to use all his strength.

The muscles of the entire body, which looked like a black diamond, were stretched to the extreme at this moment. The high bulging muscles were covered with blue veins like tree branches. The muscles made the blood circulate like hydraulics, exerting all the strength.

Even so, Oliva still couldn't feel... that his strength could not offer any resistance to the guy in front of him.

"You must be joking. I've already used all my strength!"

Oliva only felt that the strength he had invested was sucked into the abyss by a small hand, like a drop in the ocean.

The intense pain from his palms made Oliva's face twisted, and he didn't even know if he was really wrestling with others.

When Oliva shouted, "What am I facing? A prehistoric monster? Or Godzilla?", he saw the hand that was holding his palm covering his head.

His muscular arms reached above his head like a leash.

"Stop!" Oliva yelled. The freest man in America, the man who could go in and out of prison freely, was terrified.

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Because he remembered Qiao Qiao's reminder just now and knew what Qiao Qiao was going to do.

However, even if he begged for mercy, this hand, which was not even as big as his own, still pressed down mercilessly.

"Crack!"

The huge muscles compressed, along with the bones and internal organs.

As all the spectators stared in amazement and Oliva shouted “No” in fear, the two-meter-tall Oliva was crushed into a dwarf.

"Oliba!"

"Oh, Oliva has been crushed into boneless chicken fillet!"

Under the astonished gaze of the audience, Oliva almost pressed the ball into the ball, but was kicked aside by Qiao Qiao.

However, thanks to the prevalence of fighting in this world, medical resources are abundant. Even if ordinary people find this scene a bit magical, they can still be saved.

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"Next one." Qiao Qiao said.

As Qiao Qiao spoke, a young man with his upper body naked appeared on the stage. He was the protagonist of the Baki series, Fanma Baki

"Next up, it's me! I won't lose so easily!"

"I hope so." Qiao Qiao's transparent world glanced at Fan Ma Bian Ya's body, and then he turned his head away with boredom.

"Bloodline martial arts schools don't mean much to me."

The rigid body techniques possessed by Fanma Baki, the vaporization-level exhaustion, the flowing cockroach dance, and in a sense, the Triceratops Fist of Xingyiquan.

It looks like a skill, but in fact, from Qiao Qiao's point of view, it is also a bloodline ability.

Without the blood of Fanma, it would be impossible to use such strange martial arts...even science fiction writers would not use such casual settings.

The learning value of Baki's fantasy martial arts that are compatible with his own bloodline is greatly reduced to Qiao Qiaoda, and only has partial reference value.

After all, if it is a bloodline martial arts of the Fan Ma bloodline, then there is a better solution for Qiao Qiao.

……

"The game begins!" When the referee shouted this, Baki finished warming up and started to put the mat on.

Qiao Qiao stood at the original position and asked, "How do you want to lose?"

"Ah? I won't lose!" said Hanma Baki.

"Is that so?" Qiao Qiao made a palm and said, "Then I will give you a defeat."

Fanma Baki suddenly thrust out a punch, trying to make Qiao Qiao lose consciousness with a momentary hit to the chin.

However, in a moment, Hanma Baki lost consciousness even faster.

Because when Qiao Qiao's palm didn't even touch Baki, he used a "splitting palm" on the spot.

After hitting him from a distance, with a "bang", Fanma Baki also flew out like a little Ali and hit the audience hard.

324. Zongman Qiao Qiao: Apart from the skills of martial arts, there are impure things

"Ugh." The heavy impact caused Fan Ma Bian Ya to vomit blood, and the spectators around him were so scared that they all moved away.

"What was that thing just now? The other party didn't even touch me! What hit me?" Until now, Baki still couldn't understand what had just happened.

He only knew that the moment he was about to hit the opponent, he was hit in the abdomen from mid-air.

The time was very short, but Fanma Baki knew very well that it was a moment of life and death.

Because the opponent only needs to increase his strength slightly to crush the ant, which will cause the blood in his body to produce an extremely huge reaction.

During the time he was flying, the blood in his body was boiling wildly.

The rapid secretion of brain caffeine promoted the production of ghost brain, but it was just a change that allowed Fanma Baki's body to instinctively avoid death in the moment.

"That man... is as powerful as my father..." Fanma Baki said through gritting his teeth.

In Hanma Baki's simple worldview, all martial artists are used to improve themselves and grow to the point where they can challenge his biological father, Hanma Yujiro.

Whether it was the underground ring match in the island country, the underground dome in Tokyo, or the duel of the death row prisoners, in Hanma Baki's eyes, the purpose of all the battles was to make him grow up enough to fight Hanma Yujiro...

Anything else is impure.

However, at this moment, facing this abnormal monster in front of him, when Hanma Baki could only compare it with the most powerful creature in his heart, "father", it showed that Hanma Baki realized that the other party was far more powerful than himself.

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In the audience seats.

"Wow! Qiao Qiao is so handsome!" Wu Jialuo became extremely excited when he saw Qiao Qiao crushing the three people with great momentum.

After all, that was the man she liked.

However, this crushing move made Zhu Mei dissatisfied, and she complained: "I haven't seen Qiao Qiao showing off his muscles recently..."

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Players' seats.

King Lie Hai was extremely shocked and said, "Um, um, what's going on? King Qiao didn't even touch Baki!"

"Hehe, that, I'm afraid it's a method of using force to hit the air to create shock waves that can send people flying. I originally thought that this could only be seen in martial arts novels." When Guo Haihuang made this comment, he felt relieved...

The cunning old man was extremely grateful that he had cooperated with Qiao Qiao's actions just now.

When I was young, my arm strength was probably the best in the East, no, the best in Asia.

Even so, Guo Haihuang couldn't roll a strongman of Oliva's level into a ball with ease, and couldn't knock him away by hitting the air.

……

Many viewers have noticed the clues in the current situation.

The reason why Qiao Qiao didn’t perform well in the big arena competitions before was because he didn’t fight seriously at all.