Wild Lucky God

Because Ye Tian was not avoiding this time.

He broke through the chasm that hadn't been shortened for a long time, and he was overjoyed and refreshed. The sore muscles even raised his arms, and the strong soreness in the bones of his shoulders told him, He is tired now and can give up.

But this glimmer of hope allowed him to burst out with new potential.

This time, he had a hunch that he could hit it!

Ye Tian's figure is too thin compared to him.

So, maybe you can win!

With one punch, he can knock someone down.

This idea, born in his mind, quickly exploded.

He can win!

He has a chance to win!

The originally exhausted and desperate eyes became brighter in an instant.

Bah!

With a sudden step on the foot, a force flows from the foot, along the thigh, lumbar spine, spine, shoulder, arm, and the strength of the punched fist soars again.

Chapter 459 The Aboriginal People Who Can Speak Chinese

It was a punch coupled with his belief in winning!

Under the burst of potential, this punch is not inferior to the punch of his peak period.

Ye Tian, ​​still looking extremely calm, looked at the punch.

And with this punch, he didn't dodge it.

After all, I had no intention of avoiding it.

Everyone seemed to feel that after this punch, the winner would be decided. They couldn't help holding their breath, staring at him with wide eyes, without blinking.

Because victory or defeat may be in an instant.

Sure enough, he didn't hide!

Ah Da's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the thought in his heart became stronger and stronger: "I can win!"

Facing Ah Dasha's big fist, Ye Tian raised his hand to block it.

Ye Tian's hand is not small, but compared to Ah Da's fist, it is a circle smaller.

There is the illusion of a child facing a slap extended by an adult.

It looks very uncoordinated!

It also seemed vulnerable.

After all, a discerning person can tell at a glance who is strong and who is weak.

And Ah Da was even more excited when he saw the palm of a completely different color from his skin.

Snapped!

Touched, he touched each other for the first time.

Rejoicing, a feeling that victory is just around the corner.

The corners of his mouth parted unconsciously, revealing a smile.

But the smile just cracked, but it froze again.

Because the palm, which seemed fragile like tofu and could be bombarded with a single hand, was suddenly as hard as steel.

The powerful anti-shock force made Ah Da feel as if his fist had hit a very thick tree.

And his advancing body also stopped abruptly.

The smug smile was completely condensed before it was fully revealed, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and he cast it on the still calm face of Ye Tian.

His fist, his body, were all blocked by that seemingly small palm.

And at this moment.

Ye Tian grinned.

At the same time, the palm of his left hand suddenly bent, and he grasped his fist.

Stepped forward with his right foot.

At the same time, he swung his right hand upwards and grabbed his forearm.

Then one was extremely proficient, as if he had rehearsed thousands of over-the-shoulder throws.

Ah Da wanted to struggle, but he felt that his fist was tightly held by a terrifying force. When he resisted, the terrifying force made his bones ache.

Moreover, the exhaustion from his body at this moment swept over crazily, and the explosion just now completely exhausted his physical strength.

What's more, the power from his arm, he felt, was even more terrifying than his usual peak physical strength.

What kind of monster is this guy?

He is so thin and short, and his skin is not dark, why does he have such great strength?

Is concentration the essence?

Not right!

There are many people who are shorter than him in the tribe, but those who are less powerful are pitiful.

And there was no time for him to think too much.

Because his extremely strong body, following Ye Tian's strength, was like a rag doll, soaring into the air completely uncontrollably.

Bang!

Was thrown heavily to the ground.

A layer of gray dust was shaken up in the air.

Exhausted!