The alcoholic boy raised his head and looked at Chen Dasheng, with a flash of light in his eyes, "You are very strong, but I want to compete with you!"
"Compare with me?"
When Chen Dasheng heard this, he was even more surprised. This little guy should have seen his strength just now, but now he actually wants to compete with him. Is this alcoholic boy sure of defeating him?
"Compared to what?" Chen Dasheng looked at the immature face of the alcoholic boy and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The alcoholic boy made a small fist gesture to Chen Dasheng, "Contest your strength!"
"Huh? Comparing strength?"
Chen Dasheng was a little stunned. This guy actually dared to compete with him. Didn't he just see how powerful he was? When he fought with Xie Tianlang and others just now, although he didn't use all his strength, he was at least more than an immortal.
Power, such power, is no longer something that ordinary late-stage Demon Saints can contend with.
Is Drunken Demon Boy so confident? Looking at Drunken Demon Boy's indifferent expression, Chen Dasheng was a little unsure. As the host, Drunken Demon Boy raised a challenge, and he had to follow through no matter what.
The drunkard boy nodded and looked up at Chen Dasheng with some provocation, "Yes, it's a strength competition. In terms of strength, among masters of the same level, I have few opponents. I have long wanted to find a demon fairy to compete with me. Let's see.
There is a gap, today just happened to fulfill my wish."
"Okay, let's compare our strength."
If compared to other aspects, Chen Dasheng might still be afraid of it, but when it comes to strength, Chen Dasheng is very confident. After all, his giant body is not a vegetarian. No matter how powerful the alcoholic boy is, he still has a lot of confidence.
How big can it get?
The alcoholic boy said, "I just want a hearty fight. If I win, I won't ask you for anything. If you win, I'll let you do whatever you want. You can even ask me to be your follower."
"That's good. I'm worried that I don't have any masters to follow me. Today I will make an exception to accept you." Chen Dasheng grinned. There are only a group of old, weak, women and children in Shaoqingshan. They don't have any decent fighting ability. It is the time when talents are needed. The drunkard boy
But it would be great if a strong man in the late stage of Demon Saint, and also a casual cultivator, could join Shaoqingshan and be driven by him.
"Don't talk too much. Let's see the real deal." The alcoholic boy didn't show any change in his expression. He raised his head and glanced at Chen Dasheng, "Are you ready? You can take action."
Chen Dasheng nodded slightly, and immediately displayed his giant body. His body quickly grew taller and taller. In a short time, he grew into a wild giant more than seventy meters tall. His head almost towered into the clouds. He was majestic and majestic.
Even without the Great Immortal Stick, it is still enough to frighten everyone.
"Where are you?" Chen Dasheng lowered his head and saw that the body of the Drunken Demon Boy was too small, not even a little mouse, so it was easy to ignore him.
"drink!"
The drunk boy roared loudly, and his body exploded with thunder. His whole body suddenly swelled up like a balloon being inflated. His height of about 1.2 meters actually grew to about 5 meters.
The muscles are exposed, and the muscles are like pieces of tough stone. They are exaggeratedly bulged, and the veins on the graves are like small snakes, constantly bouncing, as if they contain explosive power, giving people a sense of strength.
The feeling of infinity.
The only fly in the ointment is that on top of that exaggerated muscular body is a small, immature head. His whole body has changed, except for his head, which not only looks distorted, but also a bit funny.
After clenching his fist, Chen Dasheng actually saw traces of electric light appearing in the palm of the alcoholic boy's hand. It was the electric light produced by the extreme strength of the boy who squeezed the air in his palm.
"bring it on!"
The drunkard boy looked up at Chen Dasheng's huge mountain-like body, and said something to Chen Dasheng without fear. His eyes were full of excitement, and his whole body was filled with endless fighting spirit.
The Wine Demon Boy is not only good at drinking, he is also good at fighting. In recent years, he has been a loner, traveling alone, looking for opponents with enough strength to challenge him. In the late stage of the Demon Saint, it can be said that he has reached his peak, and he has been looking for him for a long time.
A demon fairy is trying to compete. When I saw Chen Dasheng today, this idea was once again aroused, and I couldn't control it. I wanted to fight Chen Dasheng.
"I think you should give in, I feel like I'm bullying you a bit." Chen Dasheng looked down at the alcoholic boy who was barely as big as a bunny at his feet, and Chen Dasheng felt a sense of contempt.
"Destroying without fighting is not my style as a drunkard boy." The drunkard boy smiled calmly and said to Chen Dasheng.
Chen Dasheng didn't say much. He directly raised his left foot and stepped on the drunkard boy. This foot was like the top of the Five Mountains, and the aura was extremely horrifying. Hu Xian'er and others looked at it from a distance, and they couldn't bear to look directly at them.
It seems that if this foot is stepped firmly, all the internal organs of the alcoholic boy will be stepped on.
"drink!"
There was a loud shout from under his feet, and Chen Dasheng felt that his left foot stopped halfway, unable to go any further half an inch. The drunk boy actually managed to hold Chen Dasheng's big foot.
The big foot pressed hard on the boy's shoulders. The bricks under his feet were broken into pieces, and his forehead was soaked with sweat, but the boy was able to bear the kick.
Chen Dasheng was quite surprised. This alcoholic boy was really capable. His kick was nearly as powerful as two immortals, but he could actually withstand it!
"ha!"
Another loud shout came from under his feet. Chen Dasheng felt a force hit the sole of his foot. The sole of his foot seemed to be pricked by a needle. Immediately, another force came and lifted his left foot.
stand up.
Chen Dasheng staggered two steps and regained his balance. He almost lost his balance and was knocked to the ground. He looked at the alcoholic boy. He was breathing heavily. He had obviously tried his best and was very tired.
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Although it was a bit reluctant, the power displayed by the Drunken Demon Boy surprised Chen Dasheng. In the past, when he used his giant body, his power was absolutely crushing. This time when he met the Drunken Demon Boy, this guy actually had
The power of resistance was more than that. This guy punched himself on the sole of his foot, which actually made him feel pain.
"Come again!"
Chen Dasheng roared loudly, raised his fist, and punched the alcoholic boy directly. The dignity of the giant spirit clan would never be allowed to be lost in his own hands.
The alcoholic boy was startled, but his natural arrogance did not allow him to dodge in the slightest. He immediately used all his strength and punched Chen Dasheng's fist.
The two fists were dozens of times different in size. They looked so disparate and ridiculous.
"boom!"
Hu Xian'er and others were shaken so hard that they staggered around and were a little unsteady on their feet. They jumped into the air one after another and quickly retreated, fearing that they would be injured in the aftermath of the battle.
Dust and smoke slowly descended from the sky. Chen Dasheng's punch directly smashed the green bricks into crumbs, and the body of the wine demon boy was also blasted into the ground by Chen Dasheng's punch.
He slowly raised his numb fist, and there was only a pit left on the ground. In the pit, all that could be seen was the fist of the drunkard boy. The drunkard boy was like a nail, piercing into the pit.
a solid ground.
"Are you still alive?" Looking at the motionless fist in the pit, Chen Dasheng took back the giant's body. The power of the wine demon boy could already be estimated from the punch just now, which was probably around the Eight Immortals and Eight Saints.
One Immortal and Eight Saints, this is already a power that only a strong person in the realm of demons and immortals can have. No wonder the wine demon boy wants to test his strength with himself.
However, what the Wine Demon Boy encountered was Chen Dasheng. Chen Dasheng's peak power was nearly three immortals. Under such a disparity in power, the Wine Demon Boy was destined to fail.
"Boom!"
Not long after Chen Dasheng's voice fell, the soil in the pit shook slightly, and the clenching fist suddenly opened. It was obvious that the alcoholic boy was still alive under Chen Dasheng's violent blow.
"Bang!"
The soil splashed, and a small figure broke out of the pit, shot into the air like a cannonball, and then fell with the soil, landing directly in front of Chen Dasheng.
The man with a gray head and face, but the wine jar on his back is still intact, is the alcoholic boy. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
