God-level wealthy son-in-law

After Wang Bao finished speaking, he walked towards Zhou Yi.

Suddenly, a slightly playful laugh sounded.

Li Xun Huan on the side said with a half-smile, "I mean, old man, you're just a level nine peak psyker, what big talk are you talking about here?"

"Do you really think how strong a ninth-level peak psyker is? Dare to talk to my boss like that, you are really impatient today!"

After Li Xun Huan finished speaking, he shook his head with a light smile, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

After Wang Bao heard this, he turned to look at Li Xun Huan, and said expressionlessly, "Boy, who are you?"

"I'm your uncle!" Li Xun Huan said lazily.

When Wang Bao heard it, his face turned cold, and then he said in a serious voice: "Boy, after I abolish this guy, you will be next!"

"Our Wang family has stood in southern Xinjiang for many years, and it is not something you can provoke at will!"

After Wang Bao finished speaking, he ignored Li Xunhuan and walked straight towards Zhou Yi.

With every step he took, the aura on his body became more majestic and domineering.

When he came in front of Zhou Yi, Wang Bao's whole body was like an erupting volcano, with an incomparably violent momentum.

He clenched his fist casually, and punched Zhou Yi with one punch.

This punch was very different from Wang Shishan's punch just now.

Wang Bao's punch seemed to be able to shatter the mountains, and he came to Zhou Yi in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Zhou Yi, his face finally became serious.

The nameless formula in his body started to work slowly, and then the surging spiritual power flowed to Zhou Yi's whole body.

He stretched out a palm, and then slammed towards Wang Bao with a light palm.

"Empty palm!"

The speed of the two contacts was extremely fast, and in the next second, the two had already been in contact.

But what was a little surprising was that the two of them didn't make any huge movements, but instead stood there calmly.

Fist and palm intersected, not even the slightest sound came out.

After a while, Zhou Yi took the lead to take a step back, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, the ninth-level peak competitor is not very good, the strength of this punch is really weak!"

After the words fell, Wang Bao also took a step back.

With a gloomy face, he said with a little surprise: "Boy, I didn't expect you, as a seventh-level psychic, to be able to take my punch. I'm really surprised!"

"But today I want to see how many punches you can receive from me!?"

After Wang Bao finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

His figure kept appearing next to Zhou Yi, and he punched Zhou Yi frantically.

Every punch of Wang Bao carried tremendous force, making people dazzled.

On the other hand, Zhou Yi stood there very calmly, and kept taking action to deal with it.

Between the two of you coming and going, the battle was extremely fierce, and the atmosphere became a little serious at this moment.

Every attack by Wang Bao aimed at Zhou Yi's vital points, which can be described as extremely vicious.

But Zhou Yi said with a light smile: "I said Wang Bao, don't you only have this strength? You really let me down a little bit!"

"The patriarch of the majestic Wang family is really not very strong!"

As Zhou Yi said, he easily dispelled one of Wang Bao's attacks.

When Wang Bao heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you are too arrogant! Today I will let you know that my Wang family is an existence that you can't afford to provoke!"

After Wang Bao finished speaking, he suddenly stood in front of Zhou Yi.

He took a deep breath, and then the spiritual power in the air rushed towards Wang Bao's body.

In just the blink of an eye, Wang Bao's momentum skyrocketed again, and soon he came to a terrifying situation.

Afterwards, Wang Bao raised his hands and formed a somewhat strange seal.

As soon as this seal was formed, huge fluctuations of spiritual power appeared.

In just the blink of an eye, the fluctuations on the printing method became extremely terrifying.

Wang Bao looked at Zhou Yi, and said expressionlessly: "Boy, try my trick? Let me see if you can still be as arrogant as before!"

As Wang Shishan said, he moved his feet and rushed towards Zhou Yi.

The imprint between his hands has also become more and more tyrannical.

Seeing Zhou Yi, his face finally became a little dignified.

Not only him, but even Yang Tiancheng in the distance was staring at this scene closely. If something happened to Zhou Yi, Yang Tiancheng would help him at any time.

Wang Shishan's speed was extremely fast, and he came to Zhou Yi's eyes in an instant, and the seal in his hand directly blasted towards Zhou Yi's chest.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi felt very calm.

He clenched his fist tightly, then took a step forward, exhausted all his strength, and punched the seal in Wang Bao's hand with one punch.

"Dragon Emperor. Double Strength!"

This punch looked ordinary and didn't make people feel any fluctuations in spiritual power.

But when this punch came in front of Wang Bao, Wang Bao's face changed a bit.

His eyes widened, and his face was shocked to feel that Zhou Yi's punch actually contained extremely domineering power.

Even Wang Bao himself may not be able to compare!
Zhou Yi said coldly, "Even if you're a level nine peak psyker, so what? My lord, I'll still break it with one punch!"

After the words fell, Zhou Yi's punch had already hit Wang Bao's seal!
There was a moment of silence in the arena.

In the next second, a huge roar sounded instantly!
Then, an invisible huge wave swept away in an instant, bringing up dust all over the sky.

The tables and chairs beside the two exploded in an instant, turning into powder all over the ground.

Even the ground under their feet was constantly cracking, and in just an instant, the field was blasted into a mess by the aftermath.

But everyone didn't care, instead they were closely watching the situation in the field.

Everyone wants to know, who won?
Soon, a slightly embarrassed figure suddenly flew out, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Song Qiankun saw it, and said slowly: "Hehe, it seems that Wang Bao's strength is still as tyrannical as before, this kid has suffered a lot!"

He and Wang Bao have been friends for many years, so he is very clear about Wang Bao's strength.

In his opinion, a small seventh-level psychic is not qualified to be Wang Bao's opponent!
As Song Qiankun said, he casually looked at that figure.

But the moment he saw that figure, Song Qiankun was shocked all over and sat there dumbfounded.

Because that figure was not Zhou Yi, but Wang Bao!

Click!
Song Qiankun crushed the teacup in his hand, he stood up suddenly, and said with a shocked face: "How is this possible? How could that kid be so powerful!?"