I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

"Your fists are very hard, you must have practiced the original skills in boxing!"

The gatekeeper on the second floor was also a young man. When he saw Wulin entering the second floor, he was the first to ask.

Wulin didn't answer. He cupped his fists and saluted, "Wulin."

"Xu Wen, a disciple of Tianshui Pavilion, dare to ask where my friend comes from, what sect he comes from, and what are his masters?"

"Without any sect or sect, just a scattered person."

Xu Wen didn't believe it when he heard this. He saw the shadow of the sect in the martial arts boxing. The sect's monks who had undergone systematic training and the monks who came from Yeluzi could be seen in the attack moves.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

In an instant, Xu Wen moved.

He watched the entire battle on the first level and knew that Ding Yang lost because Wulin had the upper hand, so Xu Wen would not give Wulin such a chance.

Wulin dodged the opponent's palm and hit Xu Wen's chin with an uppercut.

Xu Wen leaned back, dodged the uppercut, and kicked Wulin.

Wulin's knuckles were raised high, and his energy was condensed, turning into an invisible glove covering his fist.

Xu Wen's expression changed slightly, but it was too late to retract the attack. Source energy was also condensed on the soles of his feet, and he collided with Wulin's iron fist.

"Bang."

With great energy, both of them flew out and fell to both sides.

Xu Wen's face turned red and white, and the blood in his chest was boiling.

On the other hand, in Wulin, the Qi and blood are stable and the complexion is natural.

With this blow, the outcome was decided.

"admit."

Wulin turned around and walked towards the third level.

Xu Wen did not stop him, and he was indeed defeated.

When Wulin disappeared around the corner on the second floor, Xu Wen could no longer hold his knees weak and knelt on one knee on the ground.

In the collision just now, the opponent's force severely damaged the meridians of his legs. His right leg was temporarily disabled, his strength was greatly reduced, and there was no point in continuing the fight.

The opponent's fist was very heavy. Not only was it heavy, but it was also very hard.

At the same time as the collision, his strength also affected the meridians on the opponent's arm, but the opponent's fist was really like an iron fist, and it actually withstood the impact of his power.

There is only one explanation for this situation. The opponent's body has been tempered to be very powerful, and most likely he is a ruthless person who has refined his body to become a Taoist.

Zhang Yichen: "Brother Wu, you are so cool. Brothers, put 666 on the public screen."

"Brother Wu, 666."

"666, you are worthy of being a martial arts practitioner. He is awesome."

"No, I also want to learn martial arts. I don't know which martial arts sect Brother Wu comes from. I want to be my junior brother to Brother Wu."

"Then don't think about it. I heard that Brother Wu's sect is very thin. Brother Wu only has two disciples in his generation."

"So, Brother Wu has a senior brother or younger brother. Dear masters, do you have the contact information of that master? I want to worship him as my teacher. It would be good to be Brother Wu's nephew."

"As a nephew, don't think about it."

"Why? My qualifications are not bad either!"

"It's not a question of qualifications. I'm telling you secretly, but you must never tell others! The inside information I got is that Brother Wu once had a senior brother, but he died."

Zhang Yichen: "Ah! How did he die?"

"Ahem, he was killed by Brother Wu."

The live broadcast room was quiet.

Zhang Yichen: "This, how is this possible?"

"I heard! Brother Wu's senior brother wanted to steal his master's secrets. No. 108, but their master found out and kicked him out. Later, when he entered the society, senior brother Wu did not learn well and did many evil things. Things happened, Brother Wu cleaned up the family."

"Hiss, is it so dramatic?"

Zhang Yichen: "Stop, let's stop this topic, let's talk about something else!"

"Yes, look, Brother Yu has walked up to the nine-story tower."

On another screen in the live broadcast room, Xiang Yu walked up to the first level, the gatekeeper on the first level in front.

Ding Yang was injured by Wulin, and he was replaced in the first level by a disciple of Tianshui Pavilion who was in the late stage of blood coagulation realm.

After both sides greeted each other, the fight officially began.

Xiang Yu has a pair of iron fists, which are powerful and heavy, but his opponent is not bad either. Relying on the advantage of his realm, he can still face Xiang Yu in a head-on confrontation.

And this is when the other party doesn't use source skills.

The Tianshui Palace disciples dealt with Xiang Yu's attack easily and comfortably, "If this is all you can do, I advise you to withdraw from the Nine-Storey Tower!"

Xiang Yu snorted coldly, and his anger rose. When had he, the god of war who won the battle, been so despised? It was unforgivable.

The source energy condensed on both arms, turning into substantial source arm armor, and the attack power immediately rose to a higher level.

Every blow is as heavy as a stone.

The other party stopped being contemptuous and became serious.

"It's true that I underestimated you. Your fists are a bit heavy, but that's not enough."

The two of them collided hard, and the young man flew back, getting away from Xiang Yu's fierce attack.

Xiang Yu became solemn, the opponent was about to use source skills.

Xiang Yu was right, the young man really wanted to use the source skill.

"You have to be careful."

The young man kindly reminded him that the route of the source of energy in his body had deviated and moved towards an unpredictable route.

"Wave Palm."

The energy surged, turning into rolling waves, and slapped towards Xiang Yu with the powerful energy.

Xiang Yu raised his right arm, making the Origin Qi gauntlet become more solid, and threw a fierce punch at Bo Tao.

The energy surges.

Xiang Yu seemed to have turned into a rock on the sea, letting the waves beat without moving at all.

The power of the young man's Jingtao palm became even stronger.

Under the surging palm force, Xiang Yu's knees gradually bent down.

The rocks under the waves swayed, as if they could no longer withstand the impact of the waves.

"Brother Yu is going to lose."

"Hey, Brother Yu suffered the loss of not having source skills."

"Mr. God, you'd better find your original skills as soon as possible to practice! Otherwise, you will suffer a lot when fighting with monks from another world."

Zhang Yichen nodded, he really should get a book of source skills to practice. I wonder if the source skills are difficult to practice? Are there any spells that are difficult to practice?

Xiang Yu gradually stood up from his bent knees, looking at his opponent indifferently, the source of power in his body getting stronger and stronger.

The young man was surprised, "How is it possible, you have made a breakthrough."

"Thank you for the pressure you gave me. I seem to have found my own way."

The flames on Xiang Yu's right arm rose, becoming more and more powerful, and the force of his fists split large waves, passing by both sides of Xiang Yu.

"break."

Xiang Yu suddenly took a step forward, and his fist was as powerful as breaking bamboo, breaking away from the waves and hitting the young man's chest.

The waves stopped and the strong wind stopped.

On the first floor, everything was calm.

The young man lowered his head and looked at the fist that was three inches away from his chest. He took a step back and hugged Xiang Yu bitterly, "Thank you for your mercy, fellow Taoist, I lost."

Even though I was using Source Skills, I was defeated by a monk who didn't use any Source Skills. I'm afraid I will be laughed at by my fellow disciples for a whole year.

However, the young man was convinced that his skills were inferior to others, so there was nothing to complain about.

Xiang Yu withdrew his fist and saluted, "I accept."