Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

On the ring.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous, and the atmosphere is quite tense.

But when he heard those familiar voices cheering him on, Li Mo tapped his toes a little, and even ignored Wang Hao's eyes of choosing someone to eat.

Please stop chanting.

"Let me see how much you weigh, Junior Brother Li."

Wang Hao's internal energy surged, and his energy had locked onto Li Mo on the opposite side.

At the moment when Qian Bufan said "start", he rushed towards Li Mo like an arrow from a string.

His fist was faintly emitting black light, and it was obvious that he was wearing special boxing gloves.

When he threw a punch, the whistling sound of the wind was like the roar of a tiger or leopard, and the sound of the internal energy accumulating was like thunder.

There were many people in Qingyuan Sect who knew his move.

That was the signature skill of the inner sect steward Futu, a superior martial art, the tiger and leopard thunder hand.

"Come on."

Li Mo was also excited.

This was the first time he had ever fought with someone. The last time he had beaten Cui Peng, he was left with little health. He didn't even fight with him for a few moves before he was beaten to death.

He didn't draw his sword.

His muscles and bones shook, and the blood and qi in the thirty-six meridians surged. He twisted his waist and punched him head-on.

Wang Hao was stunned at first, and then a sinister arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the opponent is proud of his reputation and is unwilling to use the Chixiao Sword to show off his weapon?

He was originally worried that his boxing gloves could not withstand the sharpness of many lower Xuan soldiers.

Li Mo's move was exactly what he wanted.

Facing an enemy with a higher realm, he didn't use his full strength at the first time, but was arrogant because of his face.

Today, he will let the other party taste what extreme cruelty is...

But can he really do it?

"Ah? A Qi and Blood Realm person fights a Neixi Realm person without using any weapon?"

"Not only does he not use any weapon, he doesn't even seem to use any martial arts."

"Li Zhenchuan has a foundation in body training. I often see him in Shenfeng Cave. Maybe he has other things to rely on?"

"It's not that exaggerated to have reached the extreme of Qi and Blood Realm in body training. Otherwise, everyone would just practice body training, and no one would learn other martial arts."

"Isn't he good at swordsmanship?"

....

A Qi and Blood Realm person fights a Neixi Realm person without using any weapon.

Who wouldn't be confused by this?

However... the two fists collided in an instant.

Clang——

The fists collided with the gloves, and the sound of a bell rang out.

A circle of dust swept out from the center of the two people.

A figure staggered back, leaving a series of deep pits on the ground.

When they saw who was retreating, they stayed where they were as if they had seen a ghost.

It's Wang Hao!

At this time, Wang Hao's face was pale, and his smile froze on the corner of his mouth.

The arm that had just hit him couldn't stop shaking.

He had never trained his body, but that didn't mean his physical fitness was poor.

And he had just used his internal energy.

How could Li Mo be so strong?

Before he could finish his thought.

The figure of the boy opposite him disappeared on the spot.

Of course, he didn't disappear out of thin air.

Wind Shadow Step.

Wang Hao also used footwork.

However, Li Mo's figure was like a passing gust of wind, sweeping in like a shadow.

What is Xiao Li thinking about now?

Well... In the ring, intentional killing is not allowed. He is thinking whether it would be bad to beat the other party to death.

Forget about taking out the hammer.

Even if he used a sword, Chi Xiao's sharpness, coupled with the swordsmanship that took a lot of martial arts insights to fight between Bing Tuozi and Jiang Chulong, was definitely not something Wang Hao could withstand.

And.

He also wanted to try, this body that couldn't even break through the inner breath realm, what was the upper limit.

In an instant.

Li Mo appeared in front of Wang Hao.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Being stared at by those fiery pupils, Wang Hao felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

But then he felt ashamed and angry again.

In the history of Jiufeng Wushu.

There has never been an inner breath jade liquid realm that looks so bad in front of the blood and qi realm.

He was angry, but it was useless.

There was a sharp pain in his waist, and he temporarily lost the ability to think.

"Inner armor?"

"So you are quite resistant to beatings."

Li Mo frowned.

He just threw a punch, but it didn't feel like he hit the opponent's body.

"Wait..."

Wang Hao had a bad feeling in his heart, and he didn't have time to finish his words.

"Wang Hao got close to Li Zhenchuan?"

"No, it was Wang Hao who got close to Li Zhenchuan!"

The Tiger and Leopard Thunder Hand collided with an ordinary punch again.

Crack --

The boxing gloves were dented.

Seizing the opportunity, Li Mo took advantage of the opponent's shock and beat him hard, elbowing him in the chest.

Liuhe Fist's Qi flowed through him, and he used it in one go.

Fists, elbows, knee strikes...

Bang, bang, bang --

Wang Hao, who was wearing inner armor, was beaten by Li Mo on the ring. His internal energy, which had condensed into liquid, was completely useless at this time and could only be used to protect his vital points.

It's not that he didn't try to fight back.

But... he couldn't break through the defense at all!

"Wait... wait..."

Bang, bang, bang --

"I... I admit..."

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The bluestone ground had been hammered out with spider-web-like cracks at this time.

Compared to a duel between masters, this was more like a street fight.

And it was a one-sided fight between adults and children.

The scene was once very cruel.

"Gudong...Wo...Wo...Wo grass..."

"Is this Li Zhenchuan...a human?"

"Fortunately, he advised me not to urinate and defecate anywhere last time, and I agreed. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether I will be incontinent now..."

"Li Zhenchuan usually looks gentle and elegant, like a good man, how can he be so scary when he fights?"

"Don't forget who his master is..."

......

Many eyes were reluctant to look at the stage at this time.

Especially when they saw that Wang Hao wanted to crawl down the ring to admit defeat, he was grabbed by the ankle by a hand and dragged back, and the nails scratched ten marks on the ground, everyone couldn't help but sweat on their backs.

Too cruel.

Those who brought their families quickly covered their children's eyes.

"Huh, fortunately I didn't fight with Brother Li..."

Xiao Qin sighed.

To be fair, Wang Hao is currently stronger than him. If the master doesn't help him, he won't have even a 10% chance of winning against him.

"Master, is this the advantage of the Qi and Blood Realm being stronger than ordinary people?"

"Were you also this strong in the Qi and Blood Realm back then?"

asked Old Xiao, who had never seen much of the world.

"Uh... well, about the same."

Qianxing Wuzun's voice was a little erratic.

"Master, why is your voice weak?"

Xiao Qin was puzzled. Didn't the master recover a lot after using the Shenyin Soul Nourishing Wood?

"Ahem, oh, this little friend Li, it's a little beyond my expectation."

"And the Soul Nourishing Wood doesn't work that quickly."

Qianxing Wuzun's old voice has not yet recovered its former unfathomable depth.

He was also confused.

How many meridians does this kid have?

Did he make a mistake?

"It's so good to be alive..."

Lin Jiang swallowed his saliva and wiped his sweaty palms on his clothes.

Although Brother Li's fist didn't fall on him, just thinking about it made his back cold.

"Yeah!"

Murong Xiao nodded vigorously.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly at that time. Now thinking about it, it was really the wisest decision he made in his life.

At this time, the eyes around them looked at them, and there was no doubt, only admiration and praise.

They were not playing a fake match.

This is called foresight!

On the high platform.

Shang Wu waved her pink fist, her almond eyes flickered with relief. She really did not accept the wrong disciple.

She suddenly stood up and glanced at the many dazed elders.

She sank into her dantian:

"Heizi speaks!"