When Wang Teng was sizing up the Little Saint King, the Little Saint King Li Tian was sizing up Wang Teng and said: "I heard that you are quite famous in the Eastern Barren. You have killed many saints and saints from various forces in the Eastern Barren, including some older masters.
Everything fell into your hands, so I came here to challenge you specifically. I hope you won’t disappoint me."
He was very direct. After saying that, he put away the spirit boat and took action, punching Wang Teng hard to suppress it.
"Boom!"
He punched out, and the void suddenly exploded. The tyrannical magic power and physical strength perfectly matched, and terrifying power exploded.
At the same time, his invincible aura bloomed, and while blessing himself, he fiercely pressed towards Wang Teng.
His arms were thick, with bulging veins, as strong as a horned dragon. With one punch, the green dragon rushed towards the sun, and his breath was terrifying, as if it could crush everything.
In the distance, many of the monks who came to watch the battle were moved. They didn't expect the little holy king to be so direct and burst out with such powerful strength as soon as he made a move.
"He is worthy of being called the Little Saint King. He is really powerful. He used this punch to crush the genius from Zhongzhou who was known as the 'King of Guns'! But Wang Teng is also very powerful.
, I just don’t know if I can block the little holy king’s punch?”
Someone in the distance exclaimed that the punch fired by the Little Saint King was indeed extraordinary and so powerful that many powerful men of the older generation were moved.
The power erupted from this punch was close to the level of a quasi-emperor.
Wang Teng didn't expect that the other party would be so impatient. He didn't even say a few words before he took action directly.
However, he was not afraid. Feeling the power of the opponent's punch, a hint of fighting spirit emerged in his eyes, just in time to test his current strength.
Faced with the opponent's bare-handed punch, Wang Teng did not use his magic weapons and weapons, but took a step forward and raised his hand to meet the punch.
"Um?"
"How dare you compete with me physically and challenge me head-on. What I cultivate is the path of the physical body. The physical body is my most powerful magic weapon and combat weapon. If you don't use magic weapon and combat weapon to fight me, you are overestimating your capabilities.
!”
When the Little Saint King saw Wang Teng raising his hand and punching him hard, he immediately raised his eyebrows and spoke.
However, Wang Teng had a calm expression: "You will know if you are overestimating your capabilities or not!"
Wang Teng clenched his fist, raised his hand and punched out. The magic power and physical strength in his body burst out in an instant.
It seems like a simple punch, but it contains extremely powerful power.
"boom!"
The golden divine light shone brightly on Wang Teng's fist, which instantly collided with the powerful punch of the Little Saint King.
The dragon shadow that erupted from the fist of the little holy king suddenly roared, and erupted with terrifying power in an instant, setting off a violent storm of power, exploding the void, and countless fragments of the void were thrown away by the terrifying storm of power, shooting out
All directions.
In mid-air, tyrannical power erupted one after another.
The bright golden light competes with the cyan dragon shadow.
Finally, the golden light and the green dragon shattered at the same time.
"You actually blocked my punch with your bare hands!"
"Okay! You really did not disappoint me. You are indeed qualified to be my opponent. Defeating you will strengthen my belief in invincibility and help me gather the strongest momentum!"
"kill!"
Seeing that Wang Teng actually blocked his punch with his bare hands, the little holy king's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked very excited. His whole aura instantly rose, making him look even more tyrannical.
He shouted loudly, his body flashed like a ferocious beast in human form, and he rushed towards Wang Teng, fighting Wang Teng at close range.
"Boom boom boom!"
His boxing skills are quite superb. He is very aggressive in opening and closing, and does not use defense at all. He is completely offensive-defensive.
Wang Teng frowned when he saw this. It was not that he felt that the other party was too strong. On the contrary, after fighting against him, he felt that the other party was not as strong as he thought.
That punch just now, he just threw it casually, without using any magical power at all. However, the opponent used a profound boxing and magical power, but in the end he couldn't even knock him back.
More importantly, he majored in swordsmanship. Although he was also proficient in boxing and fighting, his strength was naturally not as good as that of a sword in his hand.
Seeing that the opponent's aura was getting stronger and he was attacking him, Wang Teng punched him repeatedly. In an instant, he was stunned by hundreds of moves. Waves of tyrannical power bloomed in the void, rolling in all directions. Two figures continued to move in the void.
The flashes and movements surprised everyone watching the battle from a distance.
"Wang Teng is really powerful. The leader of the younger generation in Zhongzhou who is known as the 'King of Guns' is not even the enemy of this little holy king. This person can actually compete with him head-on and fight him with hundreds of moves.
Don’t fall behind.”
An old man watching the battle in the distance exclaimed.
And on the battlefield, the little holy king also had stern eyes, and his eyes became more and more bright and excited: "I didn't expect that you would be like me, taking the road of the flesh. I have been among the younger generations in Nanling, and I have never encountered an opponent as equal as you.
…”
"Happy, hahahaha..."
The little holy king looked excited and couldn't help laughing.
However, he did not notice that Wang Teng had lost interest at this moment and had lost the patience to fight with him.
"I think you misunderstood. I am not the Lord taking the road of the flesh."
"In addition, if this is your strongest stance, I think there is no need for us to continue this battle. I accept the challenge to temper myself, but I am not here to play with you."
Hearing the words of the Little Saint King, Wang Teng couldn't help but be speechless. Didn't the other party realize that from beginning to end, he had never even used any magical powers?
Where does the confidence come from to claim that he has met his opponent?
"Um?"
"What do you mean?"
The little holy king was stunned.
Wang Teng exchanged hundreds of moves with him, but when he saw that the opponent's strength seemed to have stopped there, the fighting spirit in his heart had faded, and he had no patience to continue sparring with him.
He originally thought that the opponent was young, had the cultivation of the peak of the Great Sage, and should have a deep foundation and strength. He thought that he had met his opponent, but after the fight, he discovered that the opponent's strength was not as strong as he imagined.
"It means that you are too weak to be my opponent!"
After finishing his words, Wang Teng raised his hand and punched out, using a powerful boxing power in the Ancient God and Demon Art: "The Ancient God Fist!"
He punched out, and suddenly it was as if a god king was blessing Wang Teng!
Terrifying power burst out from Wang Teng's fist. Although he did not use his peak posture, it incorporated the knowledge of swordsmanship gained from the shadow swordsman's sword, making this punch more powerful.