Okay, okay, don't put any effort into it, just let me do it."
Joking words came from under the mask.
After hearing these words, **'s eyes suddenly lit up. At this time, his eyes were full of joy.
**I really didn’t expect that this guy would actually choose to take the initiative.
With him around, winning is as easy as eating and drinking.
Although it can't be said that our side won by strength, it doesn't matter even if it is so.
All provinces participating in the competition will use this method to judge the strength of their opponents. Now it is better to be able to expose less of their own strength.
"Okay, let's do it."
The young man in the mask walked to the venue and said to Wu Heping in a calm tone.
After hearing these words, the expression on Wu Heping's face became solemn.
Because the distance between the two people was relatively close, Wu Heping could easily feel a faint murderous intent surrounding this person.
This murderous intent is like a butcher's, making people sweat all over their bodies.
"Please do it."
Wu Heping said something in a low voice, and then moved his hands with a strong and extremely violent airflow that hit the chest of the young man with the mask.
"Didn't you expect that you can actually see people who have mastered the energy release here?"
The young man in the mask smiled and said, "It's a pity that you are too weak."
Not long after he finished speaking, the young man with the mask moved and disappeared in front of Wu Heping.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At this moment, a gust of cold wind came from behind his head.
When Wu Heping saw this, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
He turned around quickly, but at this moment a rather large fist entered his field of vision.
There was a layer of terrifying energy attached to the fist, which made Wu Heping's cheeks sore.
"Crack!"
In a moment of desperation, Wu Heping rushed forward.
One punch versus two punches.
The young man wearing a mask took half a step back.
But Wu Heping took two full steps back.
"This man's strength is really too strong."
The expression on Mandala's face outside the venue suddenly changed. Wu Heping was the most powerful person in their camp besides Sun Hao.
However, during the fight, Wu Heping's two fists only barely blocked the opponent's punch.
So how much power does a man wearing a mask possess?
Mandala didn't dare to think about it at all.
"This person's power is really strong. It's as strong as when I used my dark power with all my strength."
Sun Hao also narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this.
He had already noticed that the masked young man's punch did not use all his strength.
If he used all his strength, Wu Heping wouldn't be able to block him so easily.
The most important point is that the power used by the opponent is authentic dark power.
"If this continues, Wu Heping will probably suffer big losses."
When Sun Hao saw this, he muttered in a small voice.
At this time, an abnormal change suddenly occurred in the venue.
After being blocked by Wu Heping, the young man wearing a mask seemed a little dissatisfied, snorted coldly, and then continued to attack Wu Heping.
At this time, Wu Heping had no time to react.
"Papa..."
The young man wearing a mask gradually forced himself in front of Wu Heping, and hit Wu Heping directly with both fists. Not only that, he also hit Wu Heping three times in a row.
"Crack!"
When the third punch landed, the sound of broken bones could also be heard.
At about this time, Wu Heping's particularly tall body flew out instantly and hit the thick maple tree heavily...
"puff!"
Wu Heping looked at the young man with a mask in front of him with disbelief. At this time, Wu Heping could no longer endure it. He opened his mouth and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.
This young man wearing a mask is really powerful.
Not only power, but also amazing speed.
Before Wu Heping could make any reaction, he was hit three times in a row by the opponent.
If the speed does not reach a certain level, with the strength of the masked young man, he can completely knock Wu Heping away with one punch, so how can he use three consecutive punches?
Wu Heping gritted his teeth and slowly stood up while holding on to the tree.
Judging from the sound just now, at least three of his ribs were broken alive, but he never cried out in pain from head to toe, letting the pain continue to torment him.
In short, he just held on to his body to prevent himself from falling.
"Don't hold on, take it easy."
When Sun Hao saw this, he immediately rushed to Wu Heping and said while supporting him.
Seeing Wu Heping's expression of extreme pain, the expression on Sun Hao's face turned grim.
He didn't expect that the young man wearing the mask had such a vicious heart.
He actually beat Wu Heping into what he is now.
Turning his head to look at the masked young man standing in the middle of the venue, Sun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"snort."
At this time, Mandala strode directly into the venue with a cold look on his face.
"Oh, the beautiful lady is ready to take action now?"
The woman opposite immediately laughed when she saw this: "If you are injured, don't say that I don't know how to cherish the beauty. I'll give you a chance and just admit defeat. Such a beautiful beauty must hurt herself."
As for myself."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the other side and said, "You came out to fight with us rough guys, so it seems that we basically won."
Mandala looked at the girl with disdain, then turned his attention to the young man wearing a mask in front of him, looking at him without blinking, as if he wanted to see a flower.
"please."
Mandala clasped his hands and said.
"hey-hey."
A faint laugh escaped directly from the mouth of the young man wearing a mask.
At about this time, the two sides took action directly.
"Buzz!"
Two extremely powerful momentums erupted directly from the two people.
An Jin rolled around, Mandala moved, clenched his fist tightly, and then hit the opponent.
Two fists, as fast as the wind.
But even so, there is no way to touch the other party's body.
Under Mandala's crazy attack, the masked young man dodged left and right, avoiding the attack while slowly retreating back.
As time goes by, Mandala's offensive becomes more fierce.
But at this moment, the masked young man suddenly stopped all his movements.
He turned his right hand over and turned his palm into a claw to directly grab the mandala that was constantly attacking.