The two giant beasts suffered heavy blows, roared wildly, and one of them rushed towards Xiang Chen.
But he jumped and was knocked into a gourd on the ground. ,
Before it could get up, Xiang Chen had already pounced on it and strangled its neck. Even though the tiger roared and struggled desperately, he couldn't break free.
One person and one tiger were entangled together, and the other one couldn't say anything for a while.
Not long after, Xiang Chen shouted loudly, suddenly increased his strength with his arms, and forcefully broke the tiger's neck.
At this time, the other end also roared and rushed forward.
Xiang Chen dwarfed and raised his fist into the sky, slamming it into the tiger's jaw.
Then, Xiang Chen held the tiger's head with his other hand. The hand that was stuck in the head suddenly twisted and tore off the tiger's head.
Xiang Chen raised the tiger's head high and roared to the sky.
The whole place was filled with cheers. The king is majestic, and the majestic voice of the king is heard endlessly. Xiang Chen held up the tiger's head and soaked the blood all over his body, enjoying it greatly.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but shake his head. This guy was still so barbaric, and Aixuan didn't change at all.
Ying Wuming's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he had the urge to go down and fight Xiang Chen.
At this time, Xiang Chen also pointed at Ying Wuming: "That boy, do you dare to fight with me?"
Jiang Fan secretly screamed, "Oh no," he knew he shouldn't have brought Ying Wuming here.
Sure enough, before he could speak, Ying Wuming, who had already lost control, had already torn off his cloak, took off his armor, and jumped into the field with just a helmet on his head.
His figure is similar to Xiang Chen, but Xiang Chen is slightly darker, while Ying Wuming's skin is that bronze, perfect like the God of War.
His appearance was met with cheers.
Many officials in the stands who participated in yesterday's banquet, as well as those who had seen Ying Wuming at the city gate, knew that this person was the guard of King Xiaoyao and a master with amazing power. In short, they had never seen him except this person. One who can compete with the overlord.
Xiang Chen laughed: "Very good, boy, you are very strong, but you are not my opponent yet. Today, you and I will not compete with real energy, but only with physical bodies. How about I give you a hand again!"
Ying Wuming said loudly: "We are only fighting for the physical body, why give in!"
Xiang Chen wiped the blood on his face and grinned: "Arrogant, if you can force me to use my hands, I will admit that you are better than me at the same age."
Ying Wuming's eyes were burning: "King Xiang, I've wanted to beat you for a long time..."
Xiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "What a martial arts idiot, I like it. Come on, let go, let me see how capable you are!"
Ying Wuming suddenly said: "If you have something to do, please don't slap me in the face."
Xiang Chen was stunned, but Ying Wuming knocked on his head and said: "The helmet is very expensive. If it breaks, the prince will not let you fight."
Xiang Chen couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha... My adopted brother is really weird. Okay, okay, no slap in the face, no slap in the face..."
Jiang Fan was also helpless. He couldn't stop it now. My brother-in-law is also addicted to martial arts. He has been looking forward to this battle for too long. Fortunately, he finally knew how to keep his helmet, otherwise once his face was revealed, whoever had seen the empress would not recognize him based on his appearance? What's more, Xiang Chen fought against the empress several times.
In fact, Jiang Fan is also looking forward to seeing what level his brother-in-law has reached. The last battle between the empress and Xiang Chen should have been three years ago. At that time, she was two years older than her brother-in-law today. At that time, Xiang Chen was no match for the Empress, but the difference shouldn't be too big. What step can my brother-in-law take today?
The war started immediately.
The battle between two abnormal power players was nothing fancy, it was a head-to-head confrontation.
Only Ying Wuming has two hands, while Xiang Chen has one hand.
The two right fists collided together almost instantly, like the collision of two giant beasts, and the sound of the collision was like the roar of war drums.
This blow was evenly matched, with both sides being knocked back more than a foot.
Xiang Chen looked surprised: "What a force!"
Everyone in the stands was also surprised. In terms of pure physical strength, he was evenly matched with the king. This man in golden armor was really terrifying.
However, for the two of them, this blow was just a test.
The next moment, Ying Wuming took the lead in launching an attack and jumped up. Thousands of fist shadows covered the sky in mid-air, like countless meteorites falling, violently bombarding Xiang Chen.
Xiang Chen roared at the right time, and transformed countless fists into the air with one hand.
The terrifying impact was like a dense war drum, resounding throughout the Colosseum.
The impact lasted for more than ten breaths, Ying Wuming was blasted high into the sky, and the bluestone under Xiang Chen's feet had cracked.
In mid-air, Ying Wuming suddenly turned over, followed by the punch, and his head and feet fell from the sky, like a meteor crashing into Xiang Chen.
This blow made a huge explosion sound, smoke and dust were everywhere, and energy was everywhere.
The two-foot-thick bluestone slab under Xiang Chen's feet shattered into countless pieces. And Ying Wuming was blasted away again, landing ten feet away.
As soon as he landed, Ying Wuming rushed up again like a cannonball, and a piece of the bluestone beneath his feet was kicked off due to the force.
This punch was extremely fast, and Xiang Chen's reaction was not slow at all. This blow caused both parties to slide several feet away again, and gullies were plowed out of the bluestone under their feet.
The two did not attack again, but stared at each other intently.
This round seemed to be evenly matched, but Ying Wuming never forced Xiang Chen's left hand out.
But this ferocious and domineering confrontation made everyone's blood boil with excitement, and they shouted incessantly, and the entire venue was set on fire.
Xiang Chen's eyes were fierce and filled with excitement, as if he had finally found the best prey. He licked his lips: "Boy, the warm-up is over. Come on, get serious, otherwise you won't be able to force out my left fist."
Everyone in the stands was dumbfounded, and there was silence for a while. The two of them were fighting like this, but it was just a warm-up? Do you want it to be so scary?
Ying Wuming's eyes were burning: "Everyone knows that the Overlord's strongest right arm is not his right hand, but his left arm. Today, I want to see it in front of the wind."
Jiang Fan's most feared thing has come. Xiang Chen's left arm is a legend. Once it is used with all its strength, it is said to have infinite power, shake mountains and shake mountains, and be indestructible.
Ying Wuming must force out his left hand, or he may be severely injured.
But Jiang Fan knew very well that his brother-in-law's martial arts was his determination to fight against heaven and earth. He could never be shaken, and at this moment, he could never stop him.
Everyone also realized that the real war was about to begin. For a moment, everyone held their breath, and the atmosphere was silent and tense.
Ying Wuming slowly stood up straight, took a deep breath, and a "boom" suddenly sounded in the silent Colosseum.
Like thunder.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then there was another "dong" sound, dull and powerful.
Jiang Fan was stunned. He had heard this voice before...
After several sounds, everyone was surprised to find that the thunderous sound actually came from the heart of the man in golden armor.
This turned out to be the sound of his heart beating.
My God, what a strong heart this is?
Xiang Chen was also amazed and his heart beat like thunder. What kind of body is this?
Even he had never seen such a scene before.
