After countless treacherous battles, he developed an intuition for danger, and more than one original life.

His fist pierced the air, emitting a series of terrifying sounds similar to muffled thunder, and he didn't even blink an eye, and the fist wind had reached Li Zhijin's chest!

Li Zhijin smiled faintly, and his palm rotated slightly, a bit like the posture of holding the ball in Taijiquan, and with a flip of his wrist, he pushed something out. The movements of the two were extremely fast, almost at the same time, and the fist style of the wasteland collided with the *** pushed out by Li Zhijin.

A trace of doubt flashed in the wasteland's mind, he was very sure that the other party was a martial arts master, but why would he take the air?

The thought flashed, and when I faintly felt that something was wrong, the fist was already hitting that circle!

Boom, an invisible wave of air exploded, like a bomb exploding, and the wasteland had been blown away!

It all happened so fast that everyone couldn't react!

"Ahh

One move, just one round of competition, wasteland, this werewolf clan belongs to the master of one and two, and he is defeated!

There was silence in the room, as if a pin could be heard when it fell.

"Hmm. With a stiff back, the wasteland stood up straight, his left hand supporting his weakly hanging right hand, and looked at Li Zhijin in shock.

Zhao Wang moved the corners of his mouth slightly, secretly admiring in his heart, how could the Eight Styles of the Sea Tide personally launched by Senior Uncle Li be able to be fought against by the human body? Looking at the wasteland, but the bones of the hand were broken, and the injury was not serious. The werewolf's body is really tough. Li Brocade's style contains five strands of softness that rotates and twists. It's not the most powerful of the eight styles of the sea tide, but because of the small momentum, it's even more unguardable, and if you lose in this move, the wasteland will not lose.

"The juniors lost, but how did the seniors beat me. The wasteland is dull and still does not understand. Enduring the pain, the wasteland bowed and asked unwillingly. Not only did he not understand, but the werewolves in the field did not understand, only the Wolf Emperor felt the existence of that invisible force with his top strength and keen and abnormal intuition.

Li Zhijin looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I started hard." My Huaguo boxing method contains more dark energy and soft energy, and it seems that my hands are hollow. He said. Li Zhijin made a hand gesture that was exactly the same as just now, "But actually." In the palms of both hands, a mass of force was condensed, and this force could not be seen by the naked eye. With a flick of his wrist, he pushed it out again, striking at the stone pillar that the wasteland had just collided with. With a "poof", a soft and soft sound, a cylindrical hole appeared in the stone pillar, the size of a bowl, neatly cut with the most advanced laser tools.

"Wow-" The werewolves in the stands exclaimed in unison.

looked at Li Zhijin and the others again, and his eyes couldn't help but revere a little.

Leo Ha laughed and stood up with applause: "It is our honor to see the Oriental Divine Technique today. Ladies and gentlemen, the inner strength of the East is like the divine light of the people of the Holy See. The Holy See's divine light, the power attribute is very familiar to us. And the way of measuring the power of the East, we are very unfamiliar, understand?"

His simple analogy, the implication of which is that the strength of the earth is invisible to the naked eye, but in fact, it is essentially similar to the divine light, and it is not something that cannot be understood, and it will lose, to a large extent, it is due to the ignorance of the opponent's strength.

The power that is invisible to the naked eye is very easy to be feared, and once the truth of the other party is discovered or known, the fear will be great. The words of the Wolf Emperor Leo were actually to avoid leaving a feeling of fear in the hearts of the clansmen.

Li Zhijin nodded secretly when he heard this, this wolf emperor Leo has the strength and means, he is indeed a capable patriarch, he also blames himself a little in his heart, he shouldn't have used the sea tide eight styles to test the trick from the beginning, he originally thought that he could show his skills to the fullest, but as soon as the trick came out, he injured the wasteland and exposed his strength, not to mention, it was a pity that he lost the opportunity to compete.

Since someone came up to help the wasteland to go down to seek medical treatment, the werewolf clan, when fighting training or competition, some tendons are broken, it is a common thing, their physical recovery ability is extremely strong, and they can be cured after resting for a few days, so no one cares about this matter, but Li Zhijin also apologized to the wolf emperor quite unintentionally.

Leo waved his hand and said proudly: "Hey, Mr. Li is too underestimated of the wasteland, you see, he will be fine in two days, and this little injury is not in his eyes." ”

Rubbing his hands, Leo stared at Sha Ling excitedly: "Brother Sha, look, my hands are itchy." "Leo estimates that Li Zhijin should be between the S level or the SS level, and he can deal with the wasteland and Mohe, but the S level, the gap between each level is huge, if the opponent is him, he will punch with Yi, and the power will never be under Li Zhijin. However, when he thought that Li Zhijin would know this set of boxing techniques, then Sha Ling would inevitably do it, and with Sha Ling's strength, it must be a trick that made the heavens and the earth change color and make his wolf emperor's aggressive blood boil!

Seeing Leo's greedy appearance, Sha Ling couldn't help but smile and said, "I am willing to accompany you." Is it appropriate here, though?" he said, looking around the venue. The last time I was a god, I destroyed a wooden house, and if my fists and feet intersected, it would undoubtedly destroy the entire dungeon.

Scratching his hair desperately in anguish, eager to show his skills, Leo was in pain, the opponent was in front of him, and he was invited to fight, but he couldn't do it for a while, what could be more difficult for him?

"Damn," changed his graceful and generous bearing, Leo scolded in his mouth: "No way, bear with me, let's go to the bat's house, the underground training ground in his house is enough for us to toss!"

"Bats?"

"Uh, Vampire Marquis Isrant Sengayunari. There are many castles left over from their clan, and there are also very strong training grounds. I wonder if Brother Sha will mind?" Leo asked with a smile, his face was calm, but in fact, he was really worried that the cultivators in the east would be disgusted with that dark species, if Sha Ling showed a hint of reluctance, then from now on, he would not mention this matter again, let alone reveal the close alliance with the vampire clan in his tone.

"Of course not. Sha Ling could almost hear the cheers of the people behind him, and since they heard that there was indeed a bloodsampire race, they had been chattering about it a lot.