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Chapter 84, Zhao Hei VS Disciple of Qianfenglou (Part 1)

The burly body standing in front of Zhao Hei was actually one size smaller.

"Hey, isn't this the richest man in Zhenglan County, Zhao Hei from the Zhao family? You and I are really destined to meet each other wonderfully at Yuanjuan Academy."

The burly Qianfeng Tower disciple looked at the black mass of fat, and a funny look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hmph, Ying Xiang, don't be complacent. Don't think that just because you are a disciple of Qianfeng Tower, you can defeat me."

Zhao Hei looked at the burly body in front of him speechlessly, with a look of panic on his face.

"Haha, if others don't know that you are a sinister fat man, how can I know? Your gold ingot was made by our hospital."

Ying Xiang raised his thick arm and pointed at Zhao Hei. With a smile on his face, he mercilessly exposed Zhao Hei's secret treasure.

"Ma De, it seems that relying on gold ingots alone is no longer enough. We have to find other ways."

Zhao Hei lightly slapped his forehead and muttered in a low voice.

"Okay, next time you change the magic weapon at the bottom of the pressure box, you can ask me to do it, and I will give you a discount!"

"Oh? Really, senior brother? Let's figure it out, whether it's spiritual stone or gold. I have a brother, and he has a good asparagus stone!"

The fat man suddenly shook his fat body and walked towards the heroic elephant, with a smile full of confidence.

"Well..., spiritual stones, gold is not very useful to us monks."

On the stage, the burly heroic elephant answered seriously.

"I'm Cao, are you doing business or competing? I'm afraid that's not good, right?"

Some students screamed speechlessly, looking at the two rather huge bodies on the stage, feeling extremely dissatisfied.

"Huh? That's right, you damn fat man, now doesn't seem to be the time to do business."

Boom, the vitality of heaven and earth surged, and his right arm was like a long hammer, blasting out fiercely.

Huh? Has he been seen through? Zhao Hei curled up the corner of his mouth helplessly. Ying Xiang, who was very close in front of him, had already taken action, so he had no choice but to punch out with his right fist not to be outdone.

Bang, the fists clashed, Wen Dao Yuan Qi and Xuan Men Yuan Qi collided first, producing bursts of roaring sounds, filling everyone's ears.

Huge power surged from Zhao Hei's fists. Zhao Hei's face changed, and he felt as if his fists were struck by iron blocks, making them look cold and tough.

"Hey, are you having too much fat in your head when you are fighting against my Qianfeng Tower disciples?"

Buzz, muscles bulged, veins popped out, suddenly, huge physical power came from Ying Xiang's right fist, pressing towards Zhao Hei crazily.

ha···.

Zhao Hei's fat right foot struck hard on the ring, causing all the fat in his body to tremble.

There was a buzzing sound, like the moment of rising tide. On the fat right fist, strength and vitality surged in waves.

Huh? What kind of punch is this?

Qianfeng Tower disciple Ying Xiang was slightly startled, looking at Zhao Hei in disbelief, and suddenly became solemn.

"Ah, broken!"

A huge roar sounded, and Zhao Hei unexpectedly let out a masculine roar.

Stepping, his thick body swayed, Yingxiang actually stepped back with his right foot, stepped hard on the ring, and took half a step back.

Phew, Zhao Hei gained the upper hand and showed no mercy, punching out wildly with his left fist.

Ying Xiang looked at Zhao Hei who wildly swung his left fist again, frowning, and a trace of amusement appeared on his face.

Boom..., like a bell buzzing, Zhao Hei's left fist struck firmly on Ying Xiang's burly body.

However, the roaring sound of the body shocked everyone.

Is Yingxiang's body made of steel? It made such a sound?

Even the cunning and cunning Zhao Hei also had a look of astonishment on his face. He raised his fat face and looked at Ying Xiang in surprise. He said in disbelief.

"So hard?"

"There are harder ones."

Ying Xiang's violent roar resounded on the arena, shaking the ears of all the students, and at the same time, he punched out his right fist mercilessly.

Buzz buzz, dang dang dang...

At this moment, Zhao Hei seemed to see a crazy sledgehammer coming down from the huge fist.

When the endless strange sounds filled his ears, he seemed to have turned into a piece of iron and was being hammered ferociously by the sledgehammer.

What kind of fist intention is this? Hammer fist intention? Zhao Hei was extremely speechless, but his body kept swaying.

Bang bang bang, a huge and destructive force hit his body. With the fat all over his body shaking, Zhao Hei's body kept retreating wildly on the ring.

There was a heavy trampling sound on the ring, and the ring made an unbearable sound that seemed to be unbearable.

"Zhao Hei, let's stop here. If you want to be a businessman, you should be a businessman. As for spiritual practice, your Zhao family... can't do it!"

Boom, the long fist cannon hammer, like mountain peaks surging. When Zhao Hei's eyes were filled with fists, he seemed to understand why a guy who forged magical weapons like this was called Qianfeng Tower.

The skeletal, fat body rolled out of the ring in embarrassment. Zhao Hei took a long breath. Fortunately, he was not hit by Yingxiang's iron fist.

Phew, for the first time, my fat body is no longer as careless and careless as it used to be.

Some big fat men stood up solemnly, looked at Ying Xiang, and said coldly: "The Zhao family is not suitable for cultivation? When my Zhao family became the God Emperor in the God Realm, you Qianfeng Tower didn't even have a broken iron

Hammer exists."

"Oh? So, do you want us to kneel down and worship you for the honor of your ancestors that you talk about casually? Fatty, are you a three-year-old child?"

Step by step, Ying Xiang walked towards Zhao Hei step by step with confident steps, his face full of pride.

"Five declining aspects, broken thoughts!"

Phew, Zhao Hei's face turned pale, and he suddenly started kneading the complex and ancient magic formula in his hands.

Hum, there seemed to be an inexplicable literary energy, enveloping this faint destiny, emerging. The world seemed to feel it slightly, and a sudden strange charm appeared in the heroic elephant striding towards Zhao Hei.

Um··?

The burly body shook, and the vitality in the strong body receded like the tide. Ying Xiang looked at Zhao Hei in disbelief.

"Curse technique? Your Zhao family is indeed rich in knowledge, but even if you lose your vitality, I'm afraid it won't stop ravaging you!"

Boom boom boom, the huge arena was trampled by the elephants, and the burly body suddenly started running, rushing towards Zhao Hei quickly.

"Zhao Hei, come on, Yingxiang is panicking. He is obviously afraid of your five-death phase stunt."

"Yes, Zhao Hei must defeat this arrogant bull, crush all the pride of his Immortal Sect, and let him know what humility and courtesy are!"

One by one, the students seemed to have forgotten that Zhao Hei was from Zhenglan County College. They seemed to have forgotten that on the Zhengyang Mountains in the west, he teamed up with Zhang Xiao and deceived countless seniors.

At this moment, countless students have only one goal and purpose, that is, to step on another Immortal Sect disciple in the competition.

"Hmph, your Five Decline Aspects are indeed powerful, but looking at your pale face, I'm afraid you won't be able to use the second move."

The heroic elephant, like a galloping buffalo, had already arrived in front of Zhao Hei at this moment, and clearly took in all the kabai on Zhao Hei's broad face.

Phew, looking at the right fist coming quickly, blowing away the flesh on his face, the trembling Zhao Hei felt helpless for the first time.

Unfortunately, my body is too fat and I cannot dodge flexibly. As a result, I cannot dodge Yingxiang's fist ten thousand times.

Bang, the fat body was knocked to the ground.

A heart-pounding pain came, and his heavy body rolled rapidly on the ground out of control.

"Huh, so what if your Zhao family is the God Emperor? In this world, your Zhao family are just pigs who know how to do business. There is no difference."

"Ahem, I'm just fat, my family members are not fat."

Zhao Hei got up from the ground and looked into Ying Xiang's eyes, which became extremely unkind and somewhat disgusting.

"If you are not fat, then you are a skinny pig? This is not simple, haha..."

Endless ridicule and sarcasm filled his somewhat disgusted face. It was okay to call himself a pig, but it was not okay to talk about his family.

ah····.

The fat man suddenly got up from the ground with strength he didn't know where he came from, and roared to the sky.

"People of the Zhao family, pray for Xumi's strength, sincerely!"

Hum, his short, fat hands quickly condensed ancient handprints on his chest.

The handprints, with a vicissitudes of life, simplicity, and awe-inspiring atmosphere, immediately filled Yunjuan Academy, causing everyone to change their colors.

"This, what kind of magic is this, so terrifying?"

The students who had their eyes opened were shocked as they murmured softly.

"It is indeed an ancient magic. I didn't expect that there would be a family with such a strong foundation in Zhenglan County."

The Taoist elder of the Sword Sect shrank his eyes and became solemn.

"It's so easy to use the ancient magic. This fat man doesn't hesitate to spend all his strength to deal with the heroic elephant, but the winning rate doesn't seem to be too high."

The female elder of the Liuxiang Sect in a green robe was also sighing softly, not knowing what to express!


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