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Chapter 820: Heaven Collapse Thunder Fist

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    "The first game is a torture battle between Xing Daonan's Martial Saint puppet and Mao Feng's Martial Saint puppet Mao Shun."

    A middle-aged man wearing a black robe walked onto the ring and shouted: "The puppets of both sides are here!"

    Boom!

    Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, a tall black shadow rushed onto the ring.

    Xing Zhan is more than three meters tall, holding a huge battle ax as tall as him. Standing on the ring, he looks like a black iron tower.

    Opposite him, Mao Shun was as thin and small as a chicken with his bare hands.

    "Ha ha!"

    Xing Daonan stood by the ring and said with a big smile: "Xing Zhan, I'll give you three chances to crush this little chicken to death!"

    At the auditorium in the eight directions, there were also laughter.

    The gap between the two is so obvious that many people even doubt that Xing Zhan can smash Mao Shun to pieces with just one axe.

    Mao Feng looked at Mao Shun with his eyes, listening to the jeers coming from all directions, saying nothing, his face as dark as water.

    Although Lin Chen has Heaven-level skills, this is Mao Shun's first actual combat, and Mao Shun is introverted and shy. He is really worried that Mao Shun will not be able to use the Heaven-level skills in the face of such a powerful and brutal opponent.  The full power of .

    Xing Zhan sneered: "Little guy, you take the first move, I'll give you three moves."

    "No need."

    Mao Shun said calmly: "Your master humiliated my master, I will beat you to pieces today."

    "Still pretending!"

    Xing Daonan said coldly: "Xing Zhan, do it!"

    Boom!

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    Mao Feng clenched his fists together tightly, not noticing when his nails dug into his flesh. His eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

    "Huh."

    Mao Shun exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes became cold, he took a step forward, raised his right fist, and punched the huge ax blade.

    "Haha, you dare to catch the ax blade with your fist!"

    Xing Daonan laughed wildly and said: "This is the Taoist weapon that I have worked so hard to find. Who do you think you are, and you still fight against it?"

    The eyes of the others were also full of ridicule.

    At this moment, lightning suddenly appeared on Mao Shun's right fist. The thunder and lightning was like a ball of plasma, and there was a sound of the sky collapsing and the earth cracking. In the lightning, Xing Zhan's giant ax was like tofu, and was smashed to pieces.

    And Xing Zhan himself was turned into powder under this punch.

    The electric light dispersed and the dust floated.

    "How can it be!"

    Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. No one expected this result.

    There seems to be a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, but Mao Shun's fist can actually shatter Taoist weapons and even beat Martial Saint's puppet Xing Zhan into powder!

    Even the master of the Yin Yang Sect sitting on the throne and the great masters of the puppet master world could not help but widen their eyes and gasp at this moment.

    The leader of the Yin Yang Sect murmured: "What a terrifying boxing technique! This puppet is just an ordinary Martial Saint puppet, but the power of this boxing technique is so terrifying. Can the Martial Sect Realm really create such a powerful monster?"

    Everyone shook their heads in confusion.

    "Xing Zhan!"

    Xing Daonan's laughter stopped suddenly, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "You beast, what kind of despicable and obscene skills did you use? How dare you ruin my life's hard work, I will kill you!"

    After saying that, Xing Daonan punched out, directly hitting Mao Feng on the side.

    Mao Feng is only at the first level of Wuzong Realm. If he were hit by this punch, he would be turned into powder like Xing Zhan in an instant, and not even his body would be left behind.

    But there was no fear at all on Mao Feng¡¯s face.

    His eye circles were slightly red, and there were tears in his eyes. Facing the iron fist of the Martial Saint, he suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Chen.

    The eyes full of tears were filled with gratitude.

    ????????????????????????????????????????? If it were not for the Heaven-level Kung Fu, the Heavenly Collapsing Thunder Fist, gifted by Lin Chen, it would be impossible to wash away the humiliation he suffered today.

    "Beast, you can't afford to lose!"

    Wen Wuji was furious. He flashed his figure and stood in front of Mao Feng. He raised his foot and kicked Xing Daonan in the stomach.

    Xing Daonan¡¯s whole body was like a dog being thrown by its hind legs.The dog flew back a hundred meters in an instant and hit the ground hard. Blood spurted from its mouth and looked at Wen Wuji with horrified eyes.

    Liu Qi¡¯s eyes flashed, and he pointed angrily at Wen Wuji and yelled, ¡°Who are you? This is our puppet competition, and no one else can get close to the ring without permission!¡±

    "shut up!"

    At this moment, a voice sounded.

    The leader of the Yin Yang Sect instantly appeared in front of Wen Wuji, with surprise in his eyes, and said, "Brother Wen? Why are you here?"

    "Brother Liu Yan, do you still remember me?"

    Wen Wuji smiled slightly and glanced at Liu Qi lightly.

    Liu Qi was stunned and quickly handed over his hands to apologize. He knew very well that a person who could knock out Xing Daonan, who was at the fifth level of the Martial Saint Realm with one punch, and who could also be brothers with his father, was definitely a real strong man and the overlord of the party.

    Liu Yan quickly said with a smile: "I forgot who I am, and I dare not forget Brother Wen. Fortunately, Brother Wen took action this time and stopped this angry mad dog. Otherwise, our puppet world would have lost a talented puppet master.  !¡±

    As he spoke, Liu Yan looked at Mao Feng, his eyes filled with a kind smile.

    Mao Feng was stunned. He didn't expect Liu Yan to think so highly of himself. He was suddenly moved and quickly bowed his hand.

    Wen Wuji sneered, looked at Xing Daonan, and said: "This is a puppet competition. Your puppet is not as good as Mao Feng's puppet. If you lose, you lose. You still want to hurt people. You are really a mad dog."

    "I'm excited next time."

    Xing Daonan stood up with difficulty, slowly clasped his fists with his hands, and apologized to Wen Wuji with all his strength

    But out of the corner of his eye, he was staring at Mao Feng, his heart filled with boiling murderous intent.

    Wen Wuji knew that Xing Daonan's hatred would never go away, and he might take action against Mao Feng, but that would be a matter for the future. At least in this arena, Xing Daonan would never dare to lay a finger on Mao Feng again.

    From now on, Wen Wuji was no longer worried.

    Mao Feng is Lin Chen¡¯s friend. With Lin Chen here, if Xing Daonan dares to touch Mao Feng again, he will be seeking death.

    As the aftermath dissipated, everyone returned to their respective positions, and the middle-aged man said loudly: "The second game, Liu Qi's Martial Saint puppet Yin Yang Jiu will fight against Zhao Fei's puppet Zhao Nutian!"

    Everyone in the audience had just watched a battle between the Martial Saint puppets, and their blood was boiling with excitement. Now when they heard that the Yin Yang Sect's puppets were fighting, they were even more excited. They quickly stopped the discussion and looked intently.

    Wen Wuji, who came to the VIP table, was surprised and said: "Brother Liu, the puppet sent by your Yin Yang Sect is called Yin Yang Jiu. Is this name just a number?"

    "Exactly."

    Liu Yan nodded with a smile and said: "The top ten puppets of our Yin Yang Sect are numbered according to their strength. Yin Yang Jiu is ranked ninth among the top ten puppets of the Yin Yang Sect. Their strength is average and they are just a small fight." (Remember this.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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