The Mighty Little Shennong

Tuori is as powerful as an ox, and his neck is like a low-grade magic weapon, so of course he will not be hurt.

However, his speed was still affected.

The attack slowed down.

Yang Xiong counterattacked frantically, his fists like dragons, crisscrossing each other.

The playing space is shaking, the airflow is rolling, and the momentum is monstrous.

"what……"

Tori had to punch Yang Cheng hard.

He let out a cry of pain and stepped back quickly.

It's not that the strength is not enough, but that the fist has been bombarded too many times, and the fist bone has reached the limit of bearing.

Although he refined his body, he did not refine his bones to the point where he could compare with a low-grade magic weapon.

"Kill kill kill..."

Yang Xiong shouted frantically, squeezed his left hand into a sword art, and displayed the three lightning swords.

The right hand clenched into a fist, turned into a cannonball, and whistled to and fro.

This attack is no less than the previous attack by Tori.

Tori began to retreat steadily, but he was still trying his best to resist.

Not too flustered.

His left hand turned into claws, and his right hand turned into a palm, like a sharp knife.

Power is also great.

Keep it airtight, water can't get in.

It fully demonstrated the terrifying melee fighting ability of the Wu clan.

"Amazing."

Everyone was shocked and amazed.

Such a fight was so exciting, it made them stunned.

"Monkey steals peaches."

Yang Xiong felt that it was too difficult to defeat the opponent, so he laughed and shouted.

The ability to telephoto was sent out.

With one hand, he grabbed Tori's balls and squeezed hard.

"what……"

Tori let out a muffled groan, although the balls weren't broken, it was heart-wrenching pain.

The blockade revealed a flaw.

Yang Xiong punched him hard on his arm.

"boom……"

Tori stumbled and nearly fell.

Then he was beaten by Yang Xiong's lightning-like finger sword and fist, unable to lift his head.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Ah ah ah..."

Tori was stunned, he retreated again and again, and the block was not a rule.

"You just lie down for me."

Yang Xiongguai shouted with a smile, slamming his fist and finger sword on the opponent's chest like raindrops.

Just like punching sandbags.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Crack..."

The sternum was finally broken.

Tuori flew upside down in the air, spewing blood arrows from his mouth, and smashed under the ring, like a pool of mud, that was unable to move.

In this battle, only 11-year-old Yang Cheng won.

Tori, the favorite to win the championship, was beaten to a dead dog.

The audience was shocked and silent.

Immediately, thunderous cheers rang out.

"Yang Xiong won."

"Good boy, you are so strong."

"Yang Xiong, champion, champion."

"..."

Even the villagers of Yangjia Village shouted wildly.

Both Mother Yang and Yang Yiyi showed pride and excitement on their faces.

And all the disciples of Tianwu Sect were all silent, unable to say a word.

The previous arrogance and arrogance have all become jokes.

"Now I announce that Yang Xiong, a 11-year-old disciple of Taiqingmen from Huaguo, won the championship of the 21st World Powerhouse Liquefied Environment Fighting Competition." Puxin, the president of the White Swan Kingdom, went to the stage in person and took Yang Xiong's He raised his hand high and shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, the cheers of Zhentian sounded again, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

"Yang Xiong, you are a genius. You have cultivated to such a strong point at just 11 years old. Now you have won the championship. Do you have anything to say here?"

White Swan Country President Pu Xin put down Yang Cheng's hand and asked with a smile.

"I want to thank my sister, without my sister, I would not be where I am today."

Yang Xiong said.

"Could it be that your sister is very powerful?"

Puxin asked curiously.

"No, my sister is not a monk. However, my sister is very beautiful, and she is the most beautiful woman in the world. So I found a strong boyfriend who spared no effort to nurture me, and I turned from an urchin to a monk." Yang Xiong said excitedly.

"Who is your sister's boyfriend?"

The President of the White Swan Country asked with a smile.

"I won't tell you, otherwise you wouldn't know that he is Zhang Bin? He has several girlfriends."

Yang Xiong said with a wary expression.

"puff……"

Many people in the audience laughed.

"Wow haha……"

Ma Rufei's three jokers were all laughing all over the place.

"Why is this unlucky boy so stupid?"

Yang Yiyi, who was in front of the TV, stomped her feet in anger, and her pretty face flushed with shame.

"Cheng'er is only 11 years old, so she's not sensible. It'll be just fine when she grows up."

Mother Yang looked at Yang Xiong on the TV screen dotingly, and said with a smile.

But the villagers burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Zhang Bin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and even made up his mind to let Yang Cheng go to school.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful he is, he is still a fool. How can he be his own successor.

Finally, Yang Xiong jumped off the stage.

He looked smug and excited.

The disciples of Taiqingmen also rushed up and lifted Yang Xiong high.

Cheering, shouting.

Finally, Yang Xiong landed on both feet.

He ran to Zhang Bin and said excitedly, "Brother-in-law, I said long ago that the championship belongs to me. You still don't believe it. How is it now? Did I slap me in the face?"

Before coming to the game, he was very proud and threatened that the championship belonged to him.

Of course Zhang Bin told him not to be proud, saying that the strong are like clouds and the masters are like rain.

"Hum..." Zhang Bin raised his face and snorted coldly, "If you don't use the telephoto ability, can you defeat Tori?"

"This? It's a bit difficult."

Yang Xiong suddenly lost his arrogance and was a little embarrassed.

"It's not that it's a little difficult, but you're bound to lose."

Zhang Bin said solemnly, "It can be seen that you are still far behind. After you go back, your training will be doubled, and you will have to fight five zombies at a time in the future."

"Yes."

Yang Xiong had a bitter face. He used to fight four zombies at a time, and it was a bit difficult to support.

If you have to fight five now, you may be pressed and beaten.

However, he did not dare to resist.

Zhang Bin is the god of war in his heart and his idol.

Even his beloved brother-in-law.

"Hey hey hey... Silly boy is suffering."

The three jokers were gloating on the side.

And the first day of the World Powerhouse Tournament is over.

The game of Jindanjing is tomorrow.

The crowd exits.

Of course, the Huaguo cultivator was elated.

The Tianwumen cultivator was dejected.

"Tomorrow, I will crush Zhang Bin and beat him to the ground begging for mercy."

Wu Gang's face showed a sinister smile, "I bullied Tuori and didn't cultivate supernatural powers? I will show you tomorrow, my Wumen's terrifying supernatural powers."

What a formidable master he is, of course, like Zhang Bin, he saw the real reason for Tuori's defeat.

It was because of Yang Xiong's ability.

In fact, Yang Xiong has used more than one kind of ability, there are three kinds of them, the defense ability, the force ability, and the telephoto ability.

However, Tori has not yet cultivated any kind of ability.

He had to break through another realm before he could do it.

The cultivation method of Tianwumen is to train the body in the early stage, without cultivating true qi or supernatural powers.

Only in this way can we lay a solid foundation, and in the future, we can cultivate to the realm of a great witch, and with his terrifying body, he can split the sky.

Powerful to the point of incomparably terrifying.

And when they cultivate to the level of Xiao Wu, there will be abilities, and they are super powerful abilities.

And Wu Gang is of course a master of the Xiaowu realm, and also the most talented disciple of the Tianwumen's Xiaowu realm. Of course, he has cultivated powerful abilities.

Therefore, he dared to say that he could crush Zhang Bin with his abilities.

The disciples of the Tianwu Sect immediately became excited, and each and every eye shot out a fiery light, and the face again showed arrogance and arrogance.

As if they had already seen the beautiful scene where Wu Gang crushed Zhang Bin and beat Zhang Bin to the ground begging for mercy.

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