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"Ding."

"Received."

"Start to equip the controller."

"Equip the first-level black iron gloves. Equipped. The controller's attack power increases by 500 points."

The system immediately put on the black iron gloves.

Suddenly, Lin Taixu felt his hands slightly cool, and a pair of black gloves appeared on his hands.

The black iron gloves were as thin as cicada wings, like a layer of skin clinging to Lin Taixu's hands. If it weren't for the black color, Lin Taixu could hardly feel its existence.

Fuck, so thin?

Lin Taixu saw this and felt bad. He suspected that he was tricked by the system, but there was no evidence.

But now is not the time to pursue this.

Because Diao Butiao's palm was less than one meter away from him.

"Fuck."

Lin Taixu shouted in his heart, clenched his fist, and blasted Diao Butiao's palm.

The blood in his body was boiling, and the power of blood and qi surged into his arms, making his arms seem like cast iron.

"Boom."

The black iron fist glove burst into brilliant light under the infusion of power, and flew towards Diao Butiao like a meteor.

The fist wind was whistling and deafening.

Even a second-level warrior of the fifth level would not dare to take this punch. Whoever took it would know.

"How is this possible?"

Diao Butiao's eyes almost popped out when he saw this. Lin Taixu's attack actually threatened him with death.

In other words, Lin Taixu's attack reached at least the power of the sixth level of the warrior, which is 6,000 kilograms of power, and at least.

A waste can exert such power.

This is fucking.

Is there still justice?

"It must be the reason of the boxing glove."

Diao Butiao looked at Lin Taixu's shining right hand and said in his heart. In the light, he clearly saw a layer of boxing glove on the surface of Lin Taixu's fist.

In his heart, he had already determined that the reason why Lin Taixu could launch such a powerful attack was definitely due to the merit of this boxing glove, and he estimated that the level of this boxing glove was not low.

The Xinyue Kingdom's martial arts were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow, and the equipment was also divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.

Generally, yellow-level equipment is common, while black-level equipment can only be owned by large families, and each piece is priceless.

As for the earth-level, there are even fewer. It is rumored that only the royal family has one, as the royal family's national treasure.

As for the heaven-level, sorry, there is none in the entire Xinyue Kingdom.

Suddenly, a greedy look appeared in Diao Butiao's eyes. A boxing glove that can burst out such a powerful power after being used by a waste is definitely a treasure.

Such a treasure appeared in front of him, how could he not be tempted?

It is no exaggeration to say that if he could have such a powerful boxing glove, he would dare to go up to the third-level martial artist.

"Can a boxing glove solve the gap in martial arts levels?"

"Naive."

"Now, this hall master will let you know what real strength is and what a real strong man is."

Diao Butiao roared, his voice shook the sky, and he saw the surging vitality in his body, and the power of the second-level warrior and the fifth level was poured out like a tide without any reservation.

Just now he was afraid of slapping Lin Taixu to death, but now he won't.

Kill Lin Taixu and take his boxing gloves.

This is his only thought at this time.

"Boom."

With a bang, a palm and a fist collided in the air, and a shocking loud noise broke out. The whole hall was shaken a few times. Under the roar of the huge power, even Murong Wushuang and Wang Luoyi, who were second-level warriors, were shocked back dozens of meters away.

The maid was even more miserable, vomiting blood from her mouth. If Murong Wushuang hadn't pulled her up, she would have been killed by the aftermath.

She looked at the center of the storm with horror, and extreme fear emerged in her heart.

She was just one step away from saying goodbye to this world.

The battle between the second-level warriors was so terrifying.

"Bang."

Diao Bu Diao flew backwards under Lin Taixu's punch and hit the ground more than ten meters away.

Lin Taixu, on the other hand, still stood there, without moving a bit, and the difference was immediately determined.

"Oh my god, Master is so powerful."

"So handsome."

Seeing this, Wang Luoyi stared at Lin Taixu with her beautiful big eyes, and her little heart was beating wildly.

Originally thought that Master was very powerful, but now it seems that he is very powerful.

With one punch, Diao Butiao, a Level 5 warrior of Level 2, was seriously injured. This is... fucking... Is he still human? You are still a child. Ahem, this is a drama. Murong Wushuang's eyes flickered, and she was surprised. She was cold-natured, so she would not be as exaggerated as Wang Luoyi, but her heart was also in turmoil. A well-known loser turned out to be a hidden master. And he was only sixteen years old. This... "This is impossible." Diao Butiao, lying on the ground, looked at Lin Taixu with disbelief and roared. One punch. A loser actually defeated him, a Level 5 warrior of Level 2, with one punch. Is there any law? Moreover, this punch did not simply knock him away. His arm bones were broken into at least four or five sections, and his body was also seriously injured. He had to recuperate for at least half a month before he could use his vitality. This... Is there any justice?

"Nothing is impossible in this world. It's not that I'm too good, but that you're too good."

Lin Taixu retracted his arm, slumped it behind him, and said lightly, holding back the joy in his heart and not letting himself laugh out loud.

He was not worried about being irritated to the point of being naughty, but he was worried that he would be proud if he laughed.

Diao Bu Diao was seriously injured with one punch. Although he now felt numbness in his arm,

but,

Hemp. Hemp.

It’s so cool.

As for how to feel good, you will understand naturally.

"puff."

Diao Bu Diao, who had been seriously injured, heard Lin Taixu's teasing words and couldn't bear it anymore. He was so angry that he opened his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

"What a shame. If you didn't have an earth-level glove, you, a loser, could defeat me with one punch?"

"You are just talking nonsense."

Diao BuDiao said with a sneer, everyone knows that Lin Taixu is a waste who cannot practice.

Moreover, he has not found any fluctuations in vitality in Lin Taixu's body. Therefore, the reason why Lin Taixu was able to defeat him was all due to the black gloves on his hands.

Moreover, a glove that can emit such a powerful power must be at least Xuan level or Earth level.

So, what does it mean that it’s not that you are too good, but that I am too bad?

What's the point of relying on the power of the gloves?

Young people do not respect martial ethics.

shameless.

He had completely forgotten that, in fact, he was the one who made the first move. If Lin Taixu hadn't had some strength, he would have slapped him to death.

I don’t know who is truly ungrateful and shameless.

typical.

Is the famous double standard Diao Diao?