In the eyes of others.

The stick shadow transformed by Meng Zhaolin's energy finally reached the position in front of the young man on the ring.

The first stick hit the young man's forehead and fell on his head.

Almost at the same moment.

The young man's hand reached out and gently grasped the powerful stick that was coming towards him.

His palm grasped the stick.

Then the long stick formed by the entire strength fell into his palm.

The strength did not dissipate, but the long stick seemed more solid and lifelike.

"How can it be!"

"That long stick was originally made of Meng Zhaolin's strength. How could this kid hold that stick?"

"How could he hold a long stick made of someone else's strength! And it seems like he wants to use it for himself?"

Waves of exclamations came.

As we all know.

In the realm of King Kong, weapons condensed from strength contain extremely terrifying explosive power.

Rather than saying that they are weapons, they are rather powerful bombs!

As long as the energy stick is touched by someone, the energy in it will definitely explode.

As for the current situation, it was clear that Meng Zhaolin had gathered the energy into a long stick and was being suppressed.

The energy cannot be exploded, but can be used by others.

Lin Yi held the long stick in one hand and waved it away.

As soon as the stick came out, it brought out bursts of wind and howling sounds.

Although he only has one long stick in his hand, its power is far more swift and powerful than the hundreds of long sticks Meng Zhaolin has around him!

Meng Zhaolin was in mid-air. He could have bullied himself in front of Lin Yi in the next second and exchanged blows with sticks.

However, when Lin Yi came with a stick, Meng Zhaolin suddenly discovered that the sea of ​​long sticks condensed with strength in front of him collapsed layer by layer!

Under the long stick in Lin Yi's hand, all the other powerful long sticks had no ability to resist at all!

Meng Zhaolin doesn't have time to think about it yet.

He saw the shadow of the stick in front of him that was already bombarded!

boom!

Even Meng Zhaolin turned his attack into defense in an instant.

But Lin Yi's stick was still unimpeded, breaking through the barriers condensed by layers of strength and hitting him!

One stick from the beginning to the end.

The period lasts for less than a second.

Meng Zhaolin flew backwards and hit the steel pillar of the boxing ring behind him.

The extremely tough steel pillars twisted and bent, and together with the main body of the Xuanhemen building, there was another roar, and rubble fell to the ground.

"it's over?"

Someone was still a little disbelieving and asked with a trembling voice.

"It should...it should be..."

The other person was obviously very frightened.

After watching so many boxing matches, there has never been a situation where the problem was solved as quickly as today.

How long has this fight lasted?

Can I have a minute?

Or, thirty seconds?

Meng Zhaolin's body slipped from the twisted steel pillar to the broken floor of the boxing ring.

His eyes widened, he was still breathing heavily, and the muscles in his body were rising and falling uncontrollably.

Tragic situations one after another.

It was obvious that he had no strength to fight anymore.

"I won't kill you."

Lin Yi glanced at Meng Zhaolin, who was lying on the ground and had completely lost his fighting ability: "But starting from today, the so-called strength you were proud of before will leave you."

"Just act like an ordinary person."

Lin Yi didn't look at him and spoke calmly.

He didn't care about the deep unwillingness and anger that remained in Meng Zhaolin's eyes, as well as the resentment seeping out of him.

these things.

Lin doesn't care either.

I had no intention of killing this Meng Zhaolin. Killing someone was not a good choice.

Before, he wanted to use his strength to overwhelm Lin Yi, but Lin Yi destroyed his cultivation.

Tit for tat.

As for whether Meng Zhaolin's subsequent life would be worse than death, and whether he would be unable to adapt to the feeling of going from strong to weak, that was not Lin Yi's concern.

"Brother Meng!"

Yaoyao jumped down from the stands, with an anxious look on his face, and ran towards the ring quickly.

She ran to the side of the ring, looked at Meng Zhaolin's pale face from close range, gritted her teeth, turned her head, looked at Lin Yi, and shouted angrily.

"Do you know what you did?"

"Brother Meng is the proud son of the Meng family, and he will inherit the position of head of the entire Meng family in the future!"

"Why, why do you treat him like this! Isn't it enough just for you to win?"

The distant voice was full of anger.

Although she had no strength or cultivation, she could feel that there was no energy left in Meng Zhaolin's body at this moment.

That was not at all a normal fight, where the losing side tried its best to exhaust all its energy.

It's because his energy was completely destroyed and he will no longer be able to gather energy in the future!

"Why are you so cruel? You are going to ruin Brother Meng's life!"

Yaoyao lost her composure at all. She had an angry look on her face, gritted her teeth, and wanted to rush towards Lin Yi.

"Why do you ask?"

Lin Yi looked lightly and scanned her face.

"He wants to step on me, but he's not strong enough."

"His words are rude, but his strength is not enough."

"He overestimates his abilities, but his strength is not enough."

"I'm better than him."

"No matter if I want him to be crippled, he will be crippled."

"If I cripple him, he will be crippled. Why do you ask?"

Lin Yi shook his head and waved with one hand.

A burst of energy rose out of thin air and struck Meng Zhaolin, knocking him over a long distance and falling under the ring.

"you!"

Yaoyao's expression changed again, and he became angry again and again.

"Take him away."

"If you say another nonsense, I will spare his life on the spot."

Lin Yiman's indifferent voice fell on distant ears, and it resounded throughout the ring and in everyone's hearts.

He clenched his fists in the distance, and finally did not dare to act any more recklessly.

She ran to Meng Zhaolin, who was pale and limp, picked him up, and dragged him toward the elevator.

When he got into the elevator, he turned his head far away, stared at Lin Yi from a distance, and said in a sad voice: "You will regret it!"

"I promise, no matter who you are, you will regret it!"

As if he was afraid that Lin Yi would pursue him, after shouting this sentence, Yaoyao quickly pressed the elevator button.

Meng Zhaolin is gone.

Meng Zhaolin, who had just won the most games in ten minutes, just left the ring.

This is something no one expected.

At this moment, more people subconsciously looked at the only two people left in the ring.

One person is a terrifying young man in the boxing ring.

The other person is Master Hu Yuanyang Hu, a close disciple of Master Haizhou Lin, who has been in the limelight very quickly during this period!

The collision between these two people made many people present sweat in their hearts.

"Were you planning to attack me just now?"

Hu Yuanyang hasn't spoken yet.
Chapter completed!