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Chapter 1954 Break it with one punch

Seeing Tang Hao's great power, all the warriors became excited after a brief shock. They all shouted and beat the Dalai Lama to death and flattened him.

"Tang Sect Master's strength has improved again. He is even more powerful than before. Thinking about it, Tang Sect Master should be in the legendary realm." Miejie Shitai said with emotion on his face.

They have been practicing for most of their lives, and now they have achieved the strength of a peak grandmaster, but they still have not touched that layer of barriers. But what about Tang Hao? He is only in his twenties, but he is Having broken through that layer of barriers and entered the legendary realm, this made their hearts very unbalanced.

"Tang Shaoxia is so strong. It seems that he can compete with Master Xuanyuan. I wonder where he comes from." Master Shi Wen sighed, but he mentioned Xuanyuan Zhenyun.

"Is it possible that he, like Master Xuanyuan, also comes from that mysterious place?" Zhang Yufeng was surprised when he heard Master Shiwen mention Xuanyuan Zhenyun.

Zhang Yufeng's words stunned several people. They were all sighing at Tang Hao's strength, but they forgot to consider the secret realm.

Xuanyuan Zhenyun seems to be about the same age as Tang Hao, and Xuanyuan Zhenyun's strength is indeed at the legendary level.

Now Tang Hao's strength seems to be in the legendary realm, so is it possible that Tang Hao, like Xuanyuan Zhenyun, comes from the secret realm?

"What Master Zhang said is indeed possible. If it weren't for that kind of place, how could such a powerful Shaotian genius come out?" Chi Songzi was the first to agree with Zhang Yufeng's words. After all, Tang Hao was too powerful.

"If Master Tang Sect really came from that place, I don't know how many places like that there are in the world, and how many people as powerful as them are there. If they all come to the martial arts world, then the martial arts world will still survive. Where?" Master Shiwen looked worried.

After hearing Master Shiwen's words, the faces of several heads were very gloomy, with deep worries covering their faces.

Obviously, the worry that Master Shiwen said is a very serious matter. Any young man who comes out of the secret realm can defeat them completely. If a few more old guys come, how powerful will they be?

In front of the secret realm, martial arts is nothing at all.

Not to mention Master Shiwen's worries, the battle between Tang Hao and Dalai Lama was still in full swing at this time.

During the battle, Tang Hao always seemed to be at ease. If he didn't want to be too shocking, Tang Hao could knock the Dalai Lama down with just one slap.

After one of the Dalai Lama's golden cymbals was destroyed by Tang Hao, there was still one golden cymbal that was intact. However, the combat effectiveness of this golden cymbal was far inferior to that of a pair of golden cymbals.

His pair of golden cymbals have always been complementary to each other, and they are invincible in all battles. Now that one of them has been destroyed, his strength can no longer reach its peak.

Facing Dalai Lama's golden cymbals, Tang Hao didn't care at all. He could easily dodge every attack from the golden cymbals. And with the previous incident of a golden cup being destroyed, Dalai Lama was using the golden cymbals. I was already a little timid when I was doing it, for fear that Tang Hao would damage this golden cymbal again.

Looking at the Dalai Lama's appearance, Tang Hao had a sneer on his face.

How much combat effectiveness can such a person have if he is timid about using weapons because he is worried that the weapons will be damaged?

If he wasn't worried about scaring these warriors, would Tang Hao still fight with him like a cat playing with a mouse?

"Dalai, is it possible that you only have this little strength?" Tang Hao smiled casually and dodged Dalai's golden cymbal again.

"Stop being so arrogant!" The Dalai Lama was already anxious at this time. He had not been able to capture Tang Hao for so long, but he was already very tired. If this continues, even if he is tired, he can be tired. Dead.

The more the Dalai Lama fought, the more annoyed he became. He just couldn't understand why Tang Hao was so powerful despite being so big.

"Whether you want to be arrogant or not, it's not you who have the final say, it's mine." Tang Hao grinned. He expected the Dalai Lama's dejection.

"Look at my move, the sky is filled with Buddha's seals!"

The Dalai Lama is going crazy. This is his famous stunt. It uses golden cymbals as an auxiliary and palm prints as the main attack. It is different from all his previous tricks.

People who don't understand can easily fall for it.

You know, the Dalai Lama has always used the golden cymbals as his main attack, but suddenly he changed his tactics. Many people only focused on guarding against the golden cymbals, but forgot to guard against his palm prints, and were beaten horribly.

"Little trick!" Tang Hao chuckled softly. When he launched the move, Tang Hao knew what Dalai Lama's move looked like.

Using golden cymbals to seduce people and using palms to deal with them are just a cover.

Against ordinary people, this move can really catch them by surprise, attack them unprepared, and succeed in one fell swoop. But who is Tang Hao? Can you still not understand this kind of move? Even if you don't understand it, given Tang Hao's strength There is no problem in resisting the Dalai Lama's palms.

When the golden cymbal arrived, Tang Hao once again grabbed the silk thread connecting the golden cymbals. This scene shocked the Dalai Lama. The silk thread was caught again. Could it be that this golden cymbal could not be saved?

But now he can't be distracted. Once he is distracted, everything will be over. Even if the golden cymbal is destroyed, he can only grit his teeth.

When Tang Hao grabbed the golden cymbal thread, the wind from Dalai Lama's palm had already hit Tang Hao. This level of strength was indeed very powerful.

To create wind with a palm strike, how much speed does it take to achieve this?

Tang Hao clearly saw that in just a few seconds, the Dalai Lama had struck out more than three hundred times. This speed was simply unbelievable.

More than three hundred palm winds were gathered together, and the power was quite huge. The warriors under the stands felt the strong wind coming from all directions.

More than three hundred palms blocked Tang Hao's front, left, and right positions, and only the back could give way.

"It's indeed very strong." Tang Hao praised sincerely. If it were anyone else, it would really be impossible for him to take this move.

He stepped forward gently and punched, unhurriedly, and the punch was thrown out without any sign of it. However, no one should underestimate this punch.

No matter how many palms you have, I will only punch you. No matter how strong your strength is, I will only punch you once. This punch, with a power that shook the world, hit the Dalai Lama's more than 300 palms.

"not good!"

Just when Tang Hao fired this palm, Chisongzi shouted, and all his internal energy suddenly burst out, moving his palms forward.

When Master Shiwen and others saw Chi Songzi's scene, they quickly mobilized their internal energy and moved forward with both palms or one palm to release the internal energy.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, clouds and smoke rose up, and after the fists and palms met, a huge shock wave was scattered in all directions, and many unprepared warriors were injured by the shock wave.

Chisongzi and the others were well prepared and blocked the shock wave. Although they were not harmed, their blood and energy surged and their faces turned rosy.

"Boom! Boom!"

At this time, it was as if an earthquake had occurred. The entire arena suddenly collapsed and fell into pieces. Huge amounts of dust rose up, causing the entire arena to be shrouded in dust.

"Be a good boy, this movement is so loud!"

I don't know who called it.

However, the movement was so loud that even the arena was broken, which is rare.

The dust dispersed, and everyone could finally see the situation clearly. Tang Hao was standing alone on the ground, with no trace of dust on his body, while the Dalai Lama was half-kneeling on the ground, with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, but there was A pool of bright red.

The results have come out, which one is stronger and which one is weaker is obvious.

In this battle, no one saw the final situation clearly. They only knew that the Dalai Lama had struck out a palm (more than three hundred palms were too fast and could no longer be seen clearly. All they saw were one palm connected together). Tang Hao punched, and then the arena fell down, and the dust obscured his view. When the dust dispersed, it was what it looked like now.

"If you have practiced hard for a lifetime, why should you be stained with dust again?"

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he shook his head. (To be continued)


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