My Body Is Blackened, The Buff Status Is Unlimited

"I'm sorry, Brother Sun."

Zhou Mu could only pin his hopes on Sun Feiying, who was also a Practitioner invited by the Zhou family at a high price. He was a disciple of Iron Claw Sect.

When Feiying came to the center of the square, he stared at Wang He and said, "I am Feiying of Iron Claws."

Facing Sun Feiying's self-reported name, Wang He said casually, "I'm not interested in knowing the names of the defeated soldiers."

These arrogant words undoubtedly caused Sun Feiying's anger to surge up instantly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Okay... I will break your bones in a while, let's see if you dare to be so arrogant!"

The words fell, and Sun Feiying attacked instantly. Although he was angry, Sun Feiying did not lose his mind. Knowing that Wang He's strength was not bad, he needed to deal with it with all his strength!

"Iron Claw Technique!"

Sun Feiying is like an eagle hitting the sky, ten fingers are like ten daggers glowing with cold light, both hands are out, grabbing Wang He's shoulders.

With Sun Feiying's iron claws, he is the hardest bone in the human body. He was caught by his pair of iron claws, and he could crush it in an instant!

As if Wang He didn't react, Sun Feiying's claws fell on Wang He's shoulders.

Feiying Feiying was overjoyed, was he captured so easily?

But Sun Feiying didn't feel happy for a long time before secretly thinking that it was not good, because he saw a faint sarcasm on the corner of Wang He's mouth!

In the next second, Wang He's body swayed slightly, and Sun Feiying only felt a huge rotating force coming madly. His entire body was unsteady to stand because of this rotating force, while Wang He took the opportunity to pounce forward. Out, a palm slammed into Feiying's chest!

"Bang!"

Sun Feiying was thrown into the air by this palm, blood spurted from his mouth, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Cough cough cough... Are you... Zhanyi eighteen fall?"

Feiying coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, stared at Wang He, and said with difficulty.

"Eighteen falls in Zhanyi?"

Tang Jie's heart moved slightly when he heard Sun Feiying's words.

The essence of this martial arts lies in the strength of the whole body, the ability to easily use force to fight, and even make the enemy's attack slip away.

In short, just like very clever wrestling skills, you can easily lose balance, dizzy when you fall, and restrain your fists, palms and claws!

Wang He smiled: "You have some eyesight."

Sun Feiying hit Wang He in the palm of the hand, and he was unable to fight any more. The Zhou family lost two games in a row!

"The Practitioner of the Zhou family is no match for the Practitioner of the Zhang family!"

"It's the last game, won't the Zhou family be beaten by the Zhang family three games in a row?"

The passers-by who watched the battle whispered, and felt that the Zhou family was about to lose today, and the defeat was ugly, and it was very likely that they would lose three games in a row.

The Zhang family is naturally full of joy. In the Zhang family camp, a man with half-white hair, looking to be in his fifties, and wearing a blue robe smiled slightly: "It seems that we don't need to appear."

Another burly man who looked like an iron tower also smiled and said, "That's fine, I don't need to work hard to get money for nothing!"

The two are very easy, they don't need them to play at all, Wang He is estimated to be able to win three by one!

Zhou Mu and others looked ugly, they lost two games in a row, and there was only one Tang Jie left.

Zhou Xiaowen had seen Tang Jie's strength, but she couldn't help but worry at this moment: "Brother Tang, can you beat that Wang He?"

Tang Jie glanced at Zhou Xiaowen and said calmly, "Ten of them are not my opponent either."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Zhou Xiaowen's mouth twitched. Zhou Mu and others only felt that they were completely desperate. They had expected Tang Jie to have a chance, but Tang Jie's arrogant words made them feel that he was born in Dongyun. The disciple of Zong may really just be a person with a high heart and arrogance and eyes above the top.

However, in fact Tang Jie is not arrogant, it is just a simple statement of fact, this Wang He's strength is not bad, but in Tang Jie's eyes, he is almost like a child, ten of him will go together, and will not bring Tang Jie Too much pressure!

Tang Jie didn't say much about the despair and disappointment on Zhou Mu and others' faces. It was all proved by facts!

Tang Jie went straight to the field.

"So young... This boy is the last member of the Zhou family?"

"The Zhou family is out of play. If you want to win, this young man has to win the other three in a row!"

The people who surrounded the central square were talking a lot, and they were not optimistic about Tang Jie's strength. With one win and three, the outcome was basically determined!

Seeing Tang Jie entering the arena, Wang He's sharp eyes radiated cold light: "Boy, although you are a disciple of Dongyun Sect, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said, I won't let you lose. So easy!"

Tang Jie just said that he is not Tang Jie's opponent, but Wang He listened carefully, which undoubtedly made Wang He angry, and vowed to make Tang Jie, a disciple of the East Cloud Sect, lose face and make a fool of himself in front of everyone's eyes.

Tang Jie didn't say a word, just extended a hand to Wang He: "Your clothes have fallen, use it for me, I really want to experience it."

Zhou Feng and Sun Feiying, who had already woken up, saw this scene, and both supported their foreheads: "No... This kid is really the inner disciple of the Eastern Cloud Sect?"

They have all experienced Wang He's 18-year-old fall, and they can't help being approached by him. How dare Tang Jie take the initiative to let Wang He perform this 18-year fall?

"you wanna die!"

Wang He was furious, his eyes were cold, and he vowed to break Tang Jie today.

No nonsense, Wang He strode in front of Tang Jie and grabbed Tang Jie's wrist.

"rise!"

Wang He let out a low voice, his body swayed, the strength of his whole body condensed into a bundle, and through his arm, he threw it fiercely, to throw Tang Jie out.

However, with this forceful flick, Tang Jie stood still, motionless!

"Huh? How is that possible?"

Wang He's face changed, but he couldn't shake Tang Jie?

Without hesitation, Wang He immediately used his left hand, grabbed Tang Jie's wrist with one hand, and pressed Tang Jie's shoulder with the other.

But it's useless!

Tang Jie's feet are like roots, no matter how hard Wang He is, he can't shake Tang Jie! *

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