I Changed My Profession To Boxing At The Beginning, And Used My Two Fists To Crush My Fate.

There was silence.

Fang Tianlian and others seemed to have their energy and spirit drained away.

Even Mu Kuang couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "How is it possible to win?"

"Qi Wuguang is a monster."

Mu Xiaoye on the side couldn't help but add: "The most desperate thing is that the methods Qi Wuguang has shown so far may not be his full strength."

Fang Tianlian looked complicated and remained silent.

It turns out that talent + hard work cannot conquer everything.

He has been training with Ye An during this period, and he knows very well how hard this guy works.

The usual training volume is already at a non-human level.

Later, a lot of preparations were made specifically for this battle.

But when facing a monster like Qi Wuguang, Ye An's dedication and efforts seemed a bit...ridiculous.

Fang Tian couldn't help but feel a little sad.

In the player tunnel.

Ji Qing leaned against the wall, clenching her fists and her eyes trembling slightly.

Will the story continue?

Can Ye An still stand up?

The devastated land.

Ye An was lying in a miserable state, covered in blood, looking above blankly.

He had been attacked by Qi Wuguang's soul.

At this moment, Qi Wuguang suddenly turned his head and glanced at the referee.

The referee nodded slightly.

Qi Wuguang raised his hand fiercely.

The eight elemental warriors around him swooped down instantly, and the killing momentum suddenly began!

The audience in the arena couldn't help but exclaim.

Ye An can no longer move, so is he going to kill someone?

The sound of breaking through the air is harsh!

The movements of the eight warriors are swift and neat!

Meng Chen stood up suddenly, turned to look at the boxing cultivator who was wearing a hood to hide his face, and cursed urgently: "Go up, go up!"

"What are you doing in a daze?!"

Fist cultivator didn't move!

Meng Chen turned to look at the battlefield, raised his hand, his eyes darkened, and decided to take action himself!

But it's too late.

He is not a martial artist, casting spells takes time!

The attack of the eight elemental warriors has arrived!

Thunder falls to the ground!

"Boom" a loud noise!

Many people dared not look and lowered their heads.

Ye Wuce in the cell also picked up his remote control and prepared to turn off the phone and close his eyes to sleep.

"it's over."

After he muttered to himself.

Thunder falls.

His finger is about to press the shutdown button.

But suddenly!

His fingertips paused in the air, a look of confusion on his face.

"What?"

On the earth.

The fainted Ye An's body suddenly moved a few centimeters automatically, escaping the fatal blow from Thunder.

The next second!

Meteor hits!

Ye An stood up very naturally and flashed to the side.

The meteorite failed.

There is no light in the sky.

Ye Wuce in prison.

Meng Chen in the audience.

They are all full of question marks!

At this moment, Ye An's eyes were still empty, and his soul was still entangled with Qi Wuguang's power.

So how does his body move?

Dream?

There is no breath of dreams.

The talent rune in his mind was floating quietly and motionless!

WTF?

All the audience were stunned!

Ye An in the arena was still moving quickly, avoiding the attacks of the eight elemental warriors.

What's even weirder is that although Ye An's expression is dull, the aura on his body seems to be full of energy.

The terrifying fist intention surged out crazily, as if there was a blower in his body. At this moment, three meters of his body were covered in white fist intention.

Even his own speed skyrocketed with the blessing of fist intention!

Not in the extreme state.

He just suddenly became a lot stronger!

So not only was he able to dodge, he even punched an elemental warrior in the face after flashing three or four times!

There was a "bang" sound, and the power of the fist shook the sky!

Half of the elemental warrior's body was blown apart instantly!

"What?"

Qi Wuguang's eyes widened and he stopped stammering when he spoke.

At this time Ye An moved again!

His figure quickly jumped among the remaining seven warriors. As fast as lightning, he smashed one person with another heavy cannon punch!

Qi Wuguang took a deep breath and quickly raised his hand.

Soul power released.

Two fallen warriors have just recovered!

Then he shouted: "Kill!"

At this moment, the people in the audience who had just felt hopeful suddenly felt despair.

Can it be restored directly?

So the eight elemental warriors are immortal?

So what if Ye An can fight back?

But then, the reversal occurred again.

The look on Ye An's face was still dull, and there was still saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth, but his fisting intention improved again!

He was like a bolt of lightning running across the battlefield.

This time, instead of turning your back to the enemy, you are facing him!

Dense elements bombarded him.

He threw his arms expressionlessly.

"Boom!"

All the elements were broken up by him and scattered all over the sky.

Not only did he not pause, he continued to accelerate!

The next second, he appeared in front of someone and lightly punched him!

The overwhelming fist power is like a mountain weighing down on top!

"boom!"

An elemental warrior died suddenly on the spot!

Qi Wuguang's face was solemn and he restored it again.

But what is shocking is that Qi Wuguang's speed at restoring the elemental warriors is not as fast as Ye An's killing!

Those eight warriors were as invulnerable as gods descending from the earth just now.

But now he has turned into a little chicken, being caught and played with by Ye An!

Punch a kid!

The fist was so majestic that it almost had a physical form, and even the space seemed to be vibrating.

But everyone still didn't understand what happened.

Why did Ye An start moving on his own and even explode?

Only the hooded boxer was excited.

He sees it very clearly!

Ye An lost consciousness and lost control of his body.

But his body was controlled by another force.

This power is not the coming of some god.

It’s Ye An himself!

His lazy and silent infinite talent, the Supreme Fist, was quickly moving around every part of Ye An's body.

This talent is like the human body.

Usually very lazy.

If Ye An wants to release his fist power, squeeze out a little fist power!

Until this moment.

Ye An's life is in danger!

The Supreme Fist is completely lifted!

The fist intention surges out like a wave!

As for why it automatically fights?

Is this talent conscious?

This is not clear.

But Ye An himself knew it very well.

At this moment, a pair of terrifying big black hands were grabbing his body, trying to grab him out of his soul world.

This should be soul devouring!

But he was not taken away.

Ye An's body was grabbed, but his palms were holding tightly to the door of his soul world!

The reason why his body can move is because his soul has not lost!

Qi Wuguang's thirty-three times soul power could not overwhelm Ye An's will!

He still has two palms in his own world.

So there is still a tenacious will left in his mind, controlling his body to fight!

now.

His soul body was being torn apart by those big black hands, and dense cracks appeared.

The pain of soul tearing is like a thousand swords piercing the heart.

Ye An raised his head and howled, his body shaking violently.

He kept thinking about someone in his mind.

Ji Qing.

He remembered the first time he met this girl!

She didn't even have any emotions, and her tears were all ice. From the age of twelve to now, she had suffered unimaginable pain every day. The fifth level of hellfire, which was enough to make all the geniuses despair, was even a little cold in front of her. !

What was the pain I was feeling at the moment compared to hers?

At that time, I told her boldly that your destiny must be controlled by yourself.

She firmly shouted these five words: I want to live!

It wasn't until this moment that Ye An understood how difficult it was to say those words!

Was it at this moment that he finally felt the same way as her?

This feeling of being in hell must be something she repeats every day.

She won't lose!

I do not know either!