However, the thought of surprise was fleeting. Nalan promised that his state of mind had already returned to Gu Jing Wubo's state. Even if he couldn't see through the distracting thoughts in Han Sen's mind, he could still see through Han Sen's body.
The body can indeed make many appearances to deceive people, but under his "Fudo Ming King Curse", he can almost understand the strength of every inch of Han Sen's body muscles. If he wants to deceive Nalan into making a promise under such circumstances,
It's almost impossible.
After all, if you want to produce real power, certain muscles will inevitably be involved. This cannot be faked. For Nalan Yanxiang, such a judgment is not difficult.
Everything about Han Sen has no secrets in Nalan Wencheng's eyes. The direction of all the muscles' exertion and even the speed of his breathing are all reflected in Nalan Wencheng's heart.
"White fist." Nalan promised to make his own judgment. There is no doubt that Han Sen has not used the white fist and all the muscles that are almost necessary for exerting force. It is impossible to hit a black fist.
Although Nalan promised that it was a white fist, he still raised his arms to parry. This was not because he had no confidence in his own judgment, but because he respected his opponent.
From Nalan Chengxiang's perspective, Han Sen is indeed the most capable person in disguise among the people he has met. However, such disguise ability is not enough to deceive him. Among the opponents he has encountered, he can
The only person who pretends to be flawless is that monster from the Central Military Academy.
That was a terrifying guy who could completely turn a black fist into a white fist, and a white fist into a black fist. Compared to that person, Han Sen's disguise was obviously not perfect enough.
Bang!
Just as Nalan promised to think about it, his expression suddenly changed. Han Sen punched him in the arm, knocking him back three meters, and a black fist mark lit up on the screen.
"It turned out to be Black Fist!" Nalan promised and his body was slightly shaken.
The crowd watching the game was completely silent. Wen Xiuxiu's little mouth opened wide and she didn't close it for a long time. Her eyes were about to pop out. She really couldn't believe it. Han Sen actually scored first. Even Nalan's promise was scored by Han Sen.
point.
"This is impossible!" Xu Yundi also looked in disbelief. Apart from the monster from the Central Military Academy, he had never seen anyone lose points first in the black and white boxing that Nalan promised to face.
After a brief silence, the people watching the battle on Skynet were already a little crazy.
"Oh my God, it's so explosive. Facing Nalan Xuezhi, he actually scored first."
"Is this the rhythm of five consecutive seals?"
"Shengde is about to explode."
"It's so damn strong. Not only is this guy good at armor, but his black and white fists are also at a non-human level!"
"Emperor Black Fist... If he can keep Nalan's promise to zero, I will recognize him as emperor."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please lower your knees."
"What are you so anxious about? It's just a point, it's just the beginning."
"666..."
The comments exploded instantly, and by the time I got there it was so densely packed that I couldn’t see what was being said. Too many people were excitedly posting comments.
Except for the showdown with the Central Military Academy in the Military Academy League, they had not seen Nalan's promise fail for too long.
Black Eagle's students had already cheered, Ji Yanran's face turned red with excitement, and Lao Shi and the others also shouted.
Bai Yishan showed an interesting expression, touched his chin and said to himself: "This is really interesting. One has pure and flawless insight, just like the judgment angel of heaven; one has strong control, but comes from hell.
Among the cunning evil spirits who crawled out, who can be better?"
On the competition field, Nalan promised to have already regained his composure. Such a failure was not enough to shake his belief, but Nalan promised to admit that he underestimated Han Sen.
Han Sen's skills are indeed not as perfect as that monster from the Central Military Academy, but he is more insidious and cunning, and his flaws may be his strongest point.
"You are very strong." Nalan promised to stand in front of Han Sen again and said.
"Thank you." Han Sen calmly accepted Nalan's promised praise.
"Come on." Nalan promised, his eyes as calm as water, with no emotional fluctuations due to the last failure.
Han Sen was not polite and punched him again. This seemingly ordinary punch attracted the attention of millions of people, and everyone stared nervously at Han Sen's fist.
Among the many people, the person involved, Nalan Yanxiong, was the calmest and looked at Han Sen's punch indifferently.
It was almost exactly the same punch as before. It still looked like a weak white punch. No matter which aspect of Han Sen's body was judged from, this was a white punch. There was no way that this punch contained any black punch.
The power of.
There are still many flaws, but now Nalan promised to know that Han Sen actually has a very terrifying ability to control the body's muscles. These flaws that ordinary people cannot discover may be the trap Han Sen has set for him.
However, Nalan promised not to panic because of this. Even if he couldn't tell whether Han Sen's punch was a black fist or a white fist, Nalan promised to still have a way to make a reasonable judgment.
That is the judgment of Han Sen. Han Sen can use the ID of Black Fist Emperor, which shows that he is a person with absolute confidence, and from the previous four games, it has been verified that Han Sen is indeed a
Extremely conceited person.
In fact, Nalan promised to watch the previous four games carefully. With his ability to understand people's hearts, it was easy to see that Han Sen already showed a victorious smile when he punched, even though it was just inadvertently.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his inner confidence was clearly revealed.
At the same time, Nalan promised to notice another detail, one that even Han Sen himself didn't notice.
Han Sen had a total of twelve punches in the four games, of which only three were white punches, and the rest were black punches. Nalan promised to pay attention to every detail. Every time Han Sen threw a black punch and a white punch,
, although they will also show a smile of victory.
But when he uses the black fist, the curvature of the corners of his mouth will be a little higher. Ordinary people can't see any difference at all. Only people with strong insight like Nalan Chengcheng can observe carefully.
Only then can we see some clues.
Nalan promised clearly that this should be the pleasure that Han Sen prefers when he hits someone with a black fist, so he felt a little excitement of anticipation, which made the arc of his smile slightly higher.
And this subtle phenomenon, in the previous punch, Nalan's promise has been verified, and it is absolutely correct. Han Sen showed the same smile when he hit him with that black punch.
"There is absolutely no mistake, this punch is a white fist." Nalan promised with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and crossed his arms in front of him to block Han Sen's fist.
The smile Han Sen is showing now is exactly the same curved smile he showed when he punched.