Chapter 82: The Soul Fighting Contest Shocks Four Seats (11)
Xue Sha didn't dodge, watching Muloqi's fist hit her. She stretched out her hand to grab Muloqi's fist and felt the power on the fist. It was actually much stronger. How can I say the power of this fist?
It also has to weigh 70 to 80 kilograms. If it hits an ordinary person, it will be quite dangerous if it is not hit in a vital part. It is equivalent to being hit by a big stone weighing 70 to 80 kilograms. The risk factor can be imagined.
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Seeing Xue Sha grabbing his fist easily, Muloqi was stunned, but he quickly reacted and kicked directly to the side. Xue Sha immediately raised his elbow to block his kick, and there was a feeling on his elbow.
When I felt a dull pain, the strength in this leg had already exceeded 100 kilograms. It was amazing. Such growth had occurred in two years. Xue Sha felt that Muloqi must have trained very hard, and he was a promising talent.
Moreover, his reflexes are not bad and he can change his moves very quickly. If he continues to practice, he may have unlimited future on another path, but he has to explore and study on his own.
Xuesha and Muloqi faced off with more than a dozen moves. Although Xuesha was able to defeat every move, the progress of the two was self-evident.
"Master, you have become so powerful now." Muloqi looked at Xue Sha with admiration. He felt that Xue Sha was much more powerful than before. The speed of his movements shocked him, and the strength he carried with him was amazing.
It's something he can't match.[
"My good disciple has become much better. I am very pleased and will continue to do so." Xue Sha was very happy.
Muloqi nodded heavily, and he would definitely continue to work hard. Although he knew that Xue Sha was much more powerful than him, he didn't want what happened last time to happen again. Seeing Xue Sha being beaten and falling to the ground vomiting blood, he was powerless to do anything.
He couldn't do anything. The feeling was too uncomfortable. He hoped to become stronger. Even if he couldn't surpass Xue Sha, he still wanted to be able to help her.
He is already a mature and steady child, and with the tempering and training he has given himself over the past few years, he has become even more mature.
"Master, are you going to participate in the Soul Fighting Competition?" Muloqi saw Xuesha sit down, and he also sat down, looking quite manly at this time.
"Well, are you participating?" Xuesha turned his head and looked at Muloqi.
Muloqi shook his head, "My parents don't allow me to participate, and I don't think I can win." When talking about this, Muloqi looked a little lonely and depressed. Even if he went to participate, he felt that he would not win.
He couldn't win, what others were competing for was soul power, he only had strength.
And I haven’t practiced enough yet, so I can’t even go on stage to compete.
"How can you be so frustrated as my disciple? You know you can't win even before the fight begins? You think that others are too powerful." Xue Sha said lightly, and the arrogance exuding from his body made Muloqi tremble.
Trembling, no matter what time, he felt that there was a kind of natural arrogance in Xue Sha, which was not annoying, but rather convincing and awe-inspiring.
Why does a nine-year-old girl have such an aura? Was she forced out by the whole village? No, he didn't think so. It was an innate arrogance that was different from the arrogance of others.
"Master." Muloqi didn't know how to answer. He just didn't have confidence. Although no one said anything about him, the feeling of being ignored was still uncomfortable, even though he had tried very hard.