Amid the singing of countless people, Leng Yan and Hei Longchun's fists were stuck together on Mount Liujia.
There was no loud bang, and no figures flew everywhere. The two people were like two statues, maintaining their punches, standing still, with their fists sticking together.
"What happened?"
A wind blows from Mount Liujia, and the chanting gradually becomes sparse, and finally becomes silent. The countless people in front of the TV also stopped singing at the same time, looking at the two opposing each other on the ring in the TV in confusion
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"What's going on? Who is stronger and who is weak?"
The doubts in the hearts of countless people were completely aroused by a few questions. Everyone's eyes were swaying on both Leng Yan and Hei Longchun, wanting to see what was wrong.
"Look, everyone, Leng Yan has moved."
At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded, and everyone saw Leng Yan take two steps back, his fists separated from Hei Longchun's fists, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Did Di Tian lose?" someone asked behind Luo Ning in a trembling voice. Seeing this situation, a huge fear grew in his heart. Can't he even win like this? "No, he won!" Luo.
Tears slid down at the corner of Ning's eyes, but she cried with joy.
"Brother Di Tian won?" several people asked in surprise, looking at Luo Ning with hope. "He won!" Luo Ning affirmed that others could not see it, but she could see it clearly before, and it was cold before.
The moment Yan and Heilongchun collided with their fists, under Heilongchun, it seemed that the entire Liujia Mountain was moving with it, carrying the general trend of R Country. However, Leng Yan's fist intention was even more majestic and powerful.
In an instant, four giant dragons seemed to soar, one was transformed from the thousands of miles of the Yellow River, one was transformed from the winding Great Wall, the other was transformed from the five thousand years of China's long history and heritage, and the last was the Chinese nation.
The belief that the dragon soared and soared. Four invisible dragons soared into the sky and collided with the fist intention of the Heilongchun gathering in Liujia Mountain. In just one contact, the four dragons roared together, shook their heads and swung their tails, and the mountains collapsed and the earth broke. Liujia Mountain
The phantom suddenly collapsed and disappeared into ashes in one encounter.
"Long live Brother Di Tian."
When they heard Luo Ning's affirmative answer again, the people in the Heavenly Court raised their fists excitedly and shouted, while Leng Yan also raised his fists on the ring.
"Win, we won."
Seeing Leng Yan raise his fists, cheers soar into the sky, countless people waved their fists hard, leaving tears of joy.
"Senior Brother Ishii, did Uncle lose?" Seeing everyone cheering, the Black Dragon Eagle asked. "Master is defeated." The sadness in Shishii's eyes became increasingly intense. At the moment when Leng Yan and Hei Longchun's fists were just in contact,
He seemed to feel the trembling of Liujia Mountain, and his master Heilongchun's spirit also disintegrated in an instant.
"Senior Black Dragon, your martial arts cultivation is far better than mine. I admire this very much, but you shouldn't attack me with the intention of fist that integrates the national spirit. I have been around for five thousand years and are the birthplace of the four major civilizations.
1. Once extremely brilliant. Although I had a sleepy life, the sleepy lion has already awakened and showed his strength to the whole world. How could you be able to fight against a fist of Liujia Mountain..." Leng Yan deeply
He glanced at Hei Longchun, stood proudly on the ring and looked around and said.