Chapter 20 Confrontation of Strength

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Duan Zhen clapped his hands, and immediately someone came in from outside the door and pulled the screaming alligator out for treatment.

Although I don’t know if it can be cured.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes. Since the other party was rude, he deserved to be beaten to death.

He looked directly at the strongest leader of the Black Fist King in the audience and said:

"Peter Megeve, I struck too hard, but you won't take it to heart, right?"

The largest man in the audience immediately stood up. Although there were two strong men around him who made him tremble, the people on the stage were not enough to make him retreat.

"Hmph! Since they come one by one, I won't show mercy."

He looked at Ba Liming and Duan Yi beside him and found that they did not stop him, and a hint of cruelty flashed across his face.

He is the king of black boxing, the strongest person in the entire Siberian black boxing world, and currently the holder of the longest winning streak in the underground black boxing world in the world.

The man who once fought a polar bear with his bare hands!

If the god who controls the world hadn't ordered them to come to China, how could these beast-like boxers be so honest?

"boom!"

Peter Megeve stepped on the jousting ring and jumped a little, and the whole place was shaking.

His body was two meters tall, and his muscles were like steel bars. His skin shone slightly under the light, as if his body was covered with a thick layer of grease.

This is the horizontal training method of "enlightenment".

It is not the kind of initiation of Tantric Mahamudra, but a simple literal meaning.

It means taking the medicinal juice and pouring it down from the top of the head, smearing it evenly all over the body, and then exercising the body's anti-impact ability in an extremely harsh environment.

His physical fitness has allowed him to ignore the cold in Siberia and conduct inhuman training at dozens of degrees below zero.

Between his fists and feet, there is a huge force of one or two thousand kilograms, which can be called the strongest strength.

Ordinary Huajin masters might not be able to defeat him!

"Are you the owner here?"

Peter Megeve's Chinese is better than Alligator's. Apart from the weird pronunciation, there is no problem with basic communication.

Duan Zhen also looked at the strongest person in the black boxing world. This is the strongest Ming Jin master in the world today, far beyond the alligator just now.

"I'm Duan Zhen."

Duan Zhen nodded and took the opportunity to relax.

Dreaming into a divine power cannot last for a long time. It can last for an hour simply by demonstrating the fighting method.

But if it is a fierce confrontation of life and death, the time will be shorter, and then there will be a buffer period.

The fundamental reason is that there is no aura.

If in the galaxy era, this method of exerting force can continuously absorb spiritual energy to replenish physical energy, and the endurance is much stronger.

"My subordinates are not as skilled as others, so you deserve to die. But if you can't defeat me and are beaten to death by me, don't blame me."

While Peter Megeve was speaking, he looked at Ba Liming and Duan Yi in the audience, obviously meaning something.

Duan Zhen didn't expect that this seemingly fierce black boxing king was also a little cautious. He smiled and said:

"On the fighting stage, life or death does not matter."

"good!"

Peter Medev suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, grabbed his black robe with both hands and tore it off, revealing his entire body.

The whole body was shiny with oil, and the muscles like spiral patterns were constantly surging, like a buffalo standing upright and going crazy.

His feet were still trampling the ground, causing cracks in the layers of rocks, as if a bulldozer was crushing the ground.

The entire competition stage began to shake violently!

And the moment he tore off the black robe, Duan Zhen kicked his feet violently, and his heart was like a reservoir that had opened its gates, bursting out with a torrential sound.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

The clothes on his upper body suddenly bulged and shattered, and his flesh and blood bulged like air.

It was like there was a strong high-pressure gas in his chest and abdomen, which was constantly compressing and evaporating in his body, as if it was about to explode in the next moment!

And as the gas continued to surge, his body actually expanded violently at this moment.

The body that was originally 1.8 meters tall actually grew to 2 meters tall!

Waigang is so powerful!

The giant python swallowed the pill!

This is a way to instantly concentrate the whole body's energy, which can only be used when you have Dan Jin.

But Duan Zhen relied on the divine power of dreams to increase his explosive power in an instant, and used it forcefully, stacking his whole body's strength to the peak level!

"The young master's exertion this time is no less powerful than ordinary alchemy masters."

Under the stands, Duan nodded. He knew that Duan was not idle during this period.

He first broke through the last pores on his face and entered the energy, and his fighting skills became more and more exquisite.

"The power of dreaming is still not long-lasting. The physical strength of Dandao can last three days and three nights. His physical strength is far from enough."

Ba Liming sat in the audience, his eyes not relaxed at all.

He doesn't care about the rules of the competition. If anything happens to Duan Zhen, he will come to the rescue immediately.

What rules should you tell outsiders?

This is China!

"I'm sorry! How is that possible!"

Peter Megeve looked at the man in front of him who suddenly became almost as tall as him, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he cursed in his native language.

Who would have thought that he was just an ordinary young man who looked a little thin before?

This sudden change is like a demon hidden in the other person's body, suddenly released and sweeping the world.

The momentum was extremely turbulent, layers of air waves surged, and the gravel on the ground was shot out, making the movement bigger than him.

How can a normal person gain so much height in an instant?

He had some doubts about whether Duan Zhen was human.

"I do not believe!"

When he saw that Duan Zhen was still gaining ground and his momentum was still rising, he immediately sprinted forward, his whole body running like a heavy elephant!

His eyes instantly turned blood red, and a sharp and shrill howl came out of his mouth, like a wolf king roaring in the wilderness.

The entire competition platform suddenly shook more violently, the cracks in the floor tiles were wider, and even the entire room began to shake, like an earthquake!

"boom!!!"

He punched Duan Zhen directly, and there was a muffled sound when the two fists collided, and there was a slight popping sound in the air.

"Good guy!"

Duan Zhen felt the power of this punch, and even his physical strength, which was now almost strong, was a little sore.

This punch weighs at least two thousand kilograms!

And every punch after that, this Peter Megeve could maintain the same intensity of punch!

The two of them exchanged more than a dozen punches in a matter of seconds, and their moves were all direct attacks without any tricks.

In terms of strength, no one can do anything to anyone!

"impossible!"

Peter Megeve was also shocked. His feet kept moving left and right, making a boxer's sliding step.

But the more I beat him, the less calm I became.

The Chinese man in front of him was no less powerful than him.

Uppercuts, punches, jabs, side kicks.

He used all his boxing moves, but Duan Zhen could catch every blow with ease.

"Roar!!!"

After the two of them fought dozens of moves again, Duan Zhen suddenly shouted loudly.

The air that had been compressing in his body suddenly seemed to be released, suddenly passing through his throat and exploding in the air!

The air wave set off was like a long arrow, shooting straight into Peter Megeve's eyes.

At about the same time, Duan Zhen's body also heard a series of sounds like the strings of an ancient beef tendon bow being drawn.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The most powerful bow in ancient times, the bowstring was made of thick beef tendons. Without a huge force, it would be difficult to shake it.

Once pulled open, the bowstring vibrates, tearing the air apart!

Duan Zhen exhaled and exerted force at this moment, and the nine big tendons in his body made the sound of a bow tendon tearing apart!

Then, fist shadows like a rain of arrows began to erupt.

"Whirring whirring!"

Peter Megeve was thinking about how to suppress Duan Zhen, but suddenly his ears exploded and he heard a loud noise.

Then he immediately felt his eyes being stimulated by a stream of air. When he came back to his senses, he saw the overwhelming shadow of fists shooting towards him.

This change made him feel like he was on an ancient battlefield. The enemy general in the distance gave an order, and countless soldiers immediately drew their bows, and arrows fell towards him like a shower of stars!

"wild!!!"

Peter Megeve felt that the light in front of his eyes began to dim, as if the air had been squeezed out by a fist.

Even though he dominated with strength, he felt that Duan Zhen was in a complete mess at this moment.

That kind of crazy fist shadow made it difficult for him to resist!

He was only slow for a moment, but he could no longer keep up with Duan Zhen's punches. He didn't know how many punches he got in just a few breaths!

Shooting with random arrows!

Duan Zhen has already unleashed his strongest bombardment method.

This time, he used his sound and punch skills to get the upper hand, and an overwhelming amount of fists hit Peter Megeve's body.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Duan Zhen's feet were also stepping on Yu's steps, and his figure was constantly changing.

For a moment, the entire competition stage was filled with ghosts, and the sound of fists and blows continued to bombard.

"An ordinary person would have been beaten to death long ago."

Under the stands, Duan Yi and Ba Liming looked at each other and admired the black boxing king's physical strength and ability to withstand blows.

After Duan Zhen took the lead, he took fifty or sixty punches, but now he can actually maintain his center of gravity.

"The leader is at a disadvantage? Robot, what will we do if the leader loses?"

On the other side, the group of Siberian boxers began to worry, and one of the men asked a question to the person sitting in the middle.

"have no idea!"

The boxer they called the robot stared at the stage, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Boom boom boom!"

Duan Zhen punched more than 300 times in a row!

The punches were all done with full force.

For a moment, his eyesight turned slightly black. It was obvious that he had exploded too much, and the dream of divine power could no longer be sustained.

But Peter Megeve still had the power to parry, and his strength seemed to be inexhaustible!

"It is indeed the most powerful Mingjin."

Duan Zhen felt the opponent's breathing. This kind of physical strength was also close to that of an alchemy master in the explosive stage.

Almost all masters at the peak of Ming Jin can punch the air with a punch and exert a force of more than a thousand kilograms.

But this is a full-strength punch, and the second punch will fade slightly. If you punch dozens of times in a row, it will be difficult to maintain the power.

Therefore, the fighting style of Chinese martial arts often emphasizes defeating the enemy with one move.

But the body of the King of Black Fist has been trained through various cruel secret techniques, and has gone far beyond this range, almost reaching the pinnacle of human beings.

In terms of physical resistance alone, Duan Zhen can't match it now, unless he enters the alchemy path.

Dreaming into the divine power is a way to exert power, and he used Waigang's toad power and the giant python swallowing pill method to once again raise the upper limit of his power.

It is equivalent to overloading the energy.

These three hundred punches have already made him a little unable to control his energy and blood.

"It's over!"

Duan Zhen punched again, and suddenly another burst of steam roared out of his body.

He stretched out his hands, turned his fists into palms, and grabbed Peter Megeve's face.

As soon as the opponent raises his hand to block, he turns his wrist slightly, and his energy moves away, flashing east and west, like light and fluttering clouds.

This hand makes him extremely light and agile, like a dragon soaring freely among the clouds.

Cotton palm, Bagua dragon shape, dragon rolling cloud!

In an instant he caught Peter Megeve's left and right ears!

Then there was a sudden tug, and the two pieces of soft flesh suddenly disappeared from each other's faces.

"leader!!!"

"damn it!"

"impossible!"

People from the black boxing community in the audience saw this scene and shouted in disbelief.

Their leader was still fighting back and forth, but suddenly his ear was grabbed off!

Duan Zhen put aside his flesh and blood, watched Peter Megeve take two steps back, and covered his ears.

Blood flowed down his face, but he didn't even hum, as if the ears were not his own.

"He is worthy of being the king of black boxing."

Duan Zhen calmed his breathing and nodded slightly.

"Thank you... show mercy."

Peter Megeve spoke stiffly. At that moment, Duan Zhen was still able to poke his eyes out with his fingers, obviously he was holding back.

"Send them to rest."

Duan Zhen clapped his hands, and the waiters outside led the group of boxers from the black boxing world away.

He calmed down the energy in his body and his body gradually returned to its normal shape.

"This kind of Ming Jin, physical fitness and strength can almost approach the elixir. Without the elixir, I can only suppress him in terms of fighting style."

Ba Liming watched the group of people leave, and his thoughts were a little eager to try.

"Master, please stop taking action. I'm afraid they won't be able to take your punch."

Duan Zhen sighed, unable to suppress Peter Megeve in terms of strength, he was still a little unhappy.

Duan Shiyi came from outside the door. He handed a glass of water to Duan Zhen and said:

"Master, the martial arts arena will be built soon."

"Yeah?"

Duan Zhen, who was feeling a little unhappy, his eyes lit up, as if he was looking forward to it, and said:

"Go and see!"