The Mighty Little Shennong

"To deal with you, just one punch."

Bawang looked at Tuo Ri and shouted proudly.

"To deal with you, I only need one punch, if not, then two punches."

Tori also shouted confidently.

"kill……"

Then they shouted almost at the same time.

He rushed up, and two big fists slammed together frantically.

"boom……"

The air burst, and the sound was like thunder.

Ding Ding Deng

Both of them retreated at the same time under the huge counter-shock force.

Exit more than twenty steps.

It turned out to be evenly divided, comparable.

"it is good……"

All the monks in the audience shouted frantically.

This is the fight between real masters.

"Kill kill kill..."

The two guys shouted frantically again, like two tanks crashing into each other frantically, bombarding each other.

bang bang bang...

Five punches again.

Bawang's facial features were bleeding, and his arms were constantly trembling.

His hand bones were cracked.

Although his strength is no less than that of Tori, the strength of his body is not as strong.

Due to the practice of the Wu clan's body training method, Tuo Ri is not only extremely powerful, but also his body is like a magic weapon, and his ability to withstand is naturally very powerful.

"Take another punch from me."

Tori grinned and shouted, rushed up again, and threw a crazy punch.

Ba Wang had to change his fist, and his left fist hit the opponent's fist with all his strength.

"boom……"

Longing staggered back, unable to resist.

Tori, on the other hand, was imposing like a rainbow and chased after him.

One more punch.

woo...

The sound broke.

Extraordinarily gruesome.

Bawang couldn't dodge, because the fist enveloped him.

His left hand suddenly stuck out, an iron door bolt, trying to block the opponent's fist.

Unfortunately, Tori's fist suddenly accelerated and slammed onto his chest impartially.

"Crack..."

Broken sternum.

Bawang screamed, like a kite with a broken string, tumbling and falling off the ring, hitting the ground, vomiting blood like an arrow, and couldn't get up.

In this battle, Tori defeated Bawang with ten punches, showing his terrifying strength.

Megatron all over the world, making people look up.

All the monks under the stage looked at Tori, who was standing proudly on the stage, with shocking eyes, and it was difficult to move their eyes away.

This is a super genius who will definitely grow into a giant in the future.

This time in the World Powerhouse Competition, the champion of Liquefied Realm is none other than him.

"Tori, champion, Tori, champion."

"Tori, you are the strongest and defeat all opponents."

"Ten punches defeat Bawang, and one punch defeats Yang Xiong..."

"..."

The cultivators of Tianwumen shouted wildly, which was extraordinarily frenetic.

"Boy, now it's your turn, come up and die! I'm going to blow you up with one punch."

Tori stood on the stage with an aura like a mountain, pointed at Yang Xiong, and shouted arrogantly.

"You are courting death, and let grandpa teach you a lesson."

Yang Xiong was furious and jumped onto the ring with a swoosh.

The two began to hold each other, staring at each other.

did not attack immediately.

Because they all know that the other party is a formidable enemy.

But the disciples of Tianwumen were shouting arrogantly.

"How could that kid be Tori's opponent? Tori can kill him with just one punch."

"One finger is enough, that kid has just been weaned."

"One finger might not be enough, maybe two."

"..."

Can't blame them for being so arrogant, it is really too powerful and talented, Ba Heng, who was previously defeated by Yang Xiong with a head hammer, was also unable to resist Tuori's two punches.

"Yang Xiong, teach him a lesson..."

"Yang Xiong crushed him..."

"..."

The Huaguo cultivators were all shouting frantically.

Even the villagers of Yangjia Village were shouting hoarsely in front of the TV.

Mother Yang and Yang Yiyi's faces were full of worry.

Yang Xiong is only 11 years old, and he has only been practicing for a year. His opponent is seven or eight years older than him, so cruel and powerful, can Yang Xiong win? Will he get hurt?

"Mom, don't worry, Zhang Bin is the world's number one doctor. No matter how many injuries, he can heal."

Yang Yiyi comforted.

"Yang Xiong will definitely win without getting hurt."

Some villagers are also comforting.

However, even his own face was full of worry.

"Boy, you succeeded in attacking Ba Heng earlier, this time, I will crush you so hard that I will let you know the strength of my Tianwu Sect cultivator." Tori shouted arrogantly, "I will beat you to the point where you drink it. The milk spit out."

"Bastard, grandpa is going to tear you apart." Yang Xiong roared, "Eat my punch!"

His whole body lit up with bright golden rays of light, like a giant god, wrapped in a huge momentum, rushed over and made a piercing sound.

The right fist hit the opponent's chest like a mountain.

"Good come."

Tori shouted, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball, whistling, with a destructive momentum.

"Boom..."

The two fists collided hard and made a sound like thunder.

A terrifying shock wave burst out, and the air wave rushed out like an ocean tide, raising the dust on the ground and turning it into a small mushroom cloud.

At the same time, the two of them felt a huge force that shook the sky, and they stepped back ten steps.

It was evenly divided, regardless of Xuanlin.

All the monks were secretly shocked, not by the power of Tuori, but by Yang Cheng. How could an 11-year-old boy have such a terrifying power?

Then if he grows up, how terrifying his power will be?

However, no one is optimistic about Yang Xiong.

Because Tori is a body refining cultivator, his body is extremely powerful.

"Although this suckling boy is strong, he will definitely be the same as Bawang who was defeated by Tori before. His bones will be broken and he will be defeated."

"As long as two punches, Yang Xiong will not be able to bear it."

"Just look at it, that kid will never dare to confront him again."

"..."

Many Tianwumen monks are sneering and muttering.

"Boy, take a punch from me."

As soon as Tori stabilized his body, he shouted and rushed up.

Wrapped in a huge and extremely imposing manner, like a demon god, he punched Yang Xiong frantically.

"Don't say one punch, it's a hundred punches, and I'm not afraid."

Yang Xiong also shouted to meet him, and his right fist blasted out like a spiral, with a whirling force.

This is the spiral punch recorded in the Sanqing Dao Jue. It not only has the ability to unleash the enemy's strength, but also has the effect of condensing one's own strength into a drill to increase the attack power.

"boom……"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

They were banging on each other like this, and they were separated at the touch of a button, but immediately rushed up and banged.

He hit seven punches in one go.

The two of them are still indistinguishable, and Yang Xiong's fist bones are not broken, and they are still sturdy.

Tori's face became serious, and he punched more and more frantically.

Yang Xiong was not afraid, and continued to confront the opponent head-on...