Playing the role of Yujiro Fanma, practicing martial arts to kill gods

When Zhao Hu heard this, his face immediately became dangerous, and his hair was open, and at first glance, he really looked like a fried tiger.

Ferocious momentum and coercion from the king of beasts filled the audience.

This Zhao Hu has already practiced his tiger-shaped technique to a terrifying realm.

Every move shows the habits from the king of beasts, full of wildness, fierce and domineering.

Facing Zhao Hu in this state, Emperor Chen not only did not have the slightest sense of fear, but instead had a high fighting spirit, and his whole body exuded a fierce and brutal, terrifying aura like a devil.

Standing on the ring, although Zhao Hu and Emperor Chen did not really make a move, the collision of the aura emitted by the two alone made the surrounding warriors feel a tingling of their scalps and trembling with fear.

After the battle began, Emperor Chen and Zhao Hu looked at each other like this.

After a short look at each other, Zhao Hu finally took the lead in impatiently, and his muscles swung like a spring, and swooped towards Emperor Chen.

In the air, Zhao Hu's hands were bent into claws, and his body was floating in the air, like a fierce tiger ejected from the spot, his speed was extremely fast, and he jumped to a distance of more than ten meters.

In the face of the opponent's attack, Emperor Chen put his hands in his pockets and did not move.

Just lift one leg and raise it higher and higher until it forms the shape of a horse, and the legs form a straight line, perpendicular to the ground.

Looking at Emperor Chen's posture, Zhao Hu had no fear and continued to pounce towards Emperor Chen.

Zhao Hu is fighting, whether his attack hits Emperor Chen first, or Emperor Chen's attack hits his body first!

As Zhao Hu continued to approach, Emperor Chen's kick flew towards Zhao Hu from top to bottom.

And it's faster than people think!

One leg slashed, its speed and force were so fast that there was even a piercing sound of breaking wind in the air.

When Zhao Hu's claw was about to hit Emperor Chen, this note from Emperor Chen hit him in the back.

A terrifying force burst out from Emperor Chen's one leg, directly slashing Zhao Hu to the ground.

The ring made of rock was instantly broken open by Zhao Hu's body, and fine cracks were all over it, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

It was really kicked by Emperor Chen's kick, which could be regarded as making Zhao Hu drink a pot firmly.

Even if Zhao Hu's body was tough enough, Emperor Chen's kick had choked him enough.

Feeling the violently churning internal organs in his body and the pain like turning over the river, Zhao Hu's mouth couldn't help but flow a smear of blood.

Looking at Zhao Hu who was kicked by himself under him, when Emperor Chen was about to kick him out of the ring, Zhao Hu, who was originally embedded under the floor of the ring, suddenly rolled over, and instantly escaped from Emperor Chen's attack range.

Although Emperor Chen's kick was powerful, it could not make Zhao Hu completely lose his combat effectiveness.

Looking at Emperor Chen who looked relaxed in front of him, Zhao Hu's heart was cold, and he didn't dare to be careless, his blood and qi were running, and he still burst out all his strength, and he didn't dare to hide and underestimate Emperor Chen.

Feeling the aura exuded by the other party, Emperor Chen couldn't help but show a look of interest.

"Yes, it is necessary to show the momentum of fighting for life, so that it will be interesting!"

The moment Emperor Chen's words landed, Zhao Hu and Emperor Chen fought together again.

This time, Zhao Hu, who was scared by Emperor Chen's kick, undoubtedly became much more cautious.

While trying his best to avoid and resist the attack from Emperor Chen, he was looking for an opportunity to attack Emperor Chen's key points.

But soon he found that although his strategy was very good, he could hardly help Emperor Chen.

For no other reason, Emperor Chen's physical defense power was really terrifying!

His tiger-shaped fist is famous for its ferocity and explosiveness, and his five fingers are sharp, like a spear of broken army, and even if it is a pillar of pure iron, he can dig a deep pit on it.

The destructive power is terrifying.

Combined with the unique luck method of the tiger-shaped fist, it can burst out several times its own limit of strength in an instant, and wherever the tiger's claw goes, there is no grass!

But it was such a fierce and brutal martial art, but it couldn't help Emperor Chen in the slightest.

When the two fists and claws touched, Zhao Hu's tiger claws not only could not hurt Emperor Chen's fist in the slightest, but even the hands that were beaten by him were numb and trembled.

Not only Emperor Chen's fists, but even the rest of his body were bursting with intensity.

The angular muscles are like a pair of armor, and the tiger claw fist can only tear the clothes on its body surface to pieces, but cannot cause essential damage to it.

Maybe he can occasionally scratch Emperor Chen's skin, but standing in the ring, this little injury has a fart use?

As the battle continued, the gap between the two began to widen.

Feeling the strength of Zhao Hu's attack gradually weakened, and even gradually approached nothing.

Emperor Chen's interest in fighting also gradually decreased.

Looking at Zhao Hu's gradually fading fighting intent, as well as his constant trembling, as if he had Parkinson's claws, Emperor Chen's interest in fighting had gradually worn out.

"It's too weak, originally I thought I could hold out a little longer, but now it seems that I still overestimate you."

Looking at Zhao Hu in front of him, Emperor Chen no longer kept his hand, his qi and blood condensed, and he suddenly swung his arm with one arm, and hit Zhao Hu's chin with a punch.

Emperor Chen's punch was extremely powerful, and his speed was also extremely fast, directly hitting Zhao Hu's body into the air.

With this blow alone, Zhao Hu was beaten dizzy, and even a little confused.

But relying on his last will, Zhao Hu still twisted his body and forcibly stood on the ring.

Before Zhao Hu could stand firm, he saw the figure of Emperor Chen in front of him.

With your hands open, palms facing forward, the muscles behind your back condensed into a grimace, and your body burst with strength.

"It's time for you to sleep, kitten."

With Emperor Chen's mockery, Emperor Chen's palms suddenly closed together, sandwiching Zhao Hu's head in the center.

Ghost crying god howl!

The crisp sound of applause resounded in all directions.

After this move, Zhao Hudang rolled his eyes, bleeding, and his body was as if he had no bones, slowly slumped on the ground, raising a small piece of dust, unconscious.

At this moment, on the entire ring, only Emperor Chen was left standing.

Those who were watching the battle around discussed in a low voice after seeing the scene of Le:

"Zhao Hu has been defeated by that guy named Emperor Chen, and the seed player who is expected to seize Wu Zhuangyuan today will be minus one."

"No, Zhao Hu shouldn't be considered the seeded player to capture Wu Zhuangyuan this year, right? I think he is at most a seed player in the martial arts realm. "