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"Do you think you are strong?"

The indifferent voice was caught in the fist wind, but it reached everyone's ears strangely.

Just when no one could understand the meaning of his words.

An eye-popping thing happened.

I saw that Tie Fei's violent punch was unexpectedly received by a slender hand at will.

And the owner of that hand...is Su Xing.

The two faced each other, Tie Fei's violent fists were silent, and he was caught in Su Xing's hands lightly.

Gudong.

On the scene, there was a sound of swallowing saliva in unison.

Tie Fei's face changed drastically, he felt his face was being provoked.

"Trash! I want you to die!"

He roared, reactivated his skills, and threw out both fists, straight to Su Xing's chest.

Snapped.

Just like the scene just now.

His fists fell straight into Su Xing's palm.

Not an inch.

Su Xing's expression remained the same, as if receiving these two punches was effortless.

Tie Fei gritted his teeth.

The footsteps moved, and he took a few steps back in an instant.

There was a little more seriousness on his face.

The people in the rivers and lakes watching also frowned.

I feel that things are not simple.

"This... what's going on?"

"He actually, can take Tie Fei's fist?"

"It's unscientific, Tie Fei's normal punch is comparable to the power of a truck hitting head-on..."

"You said, could it be a coincidence?"

"Stupid, coincidence? You go up and I happen to have a look, I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death in the blink of an eye!"

The discussion of people in the rivers and lakes reached the ears of Secretary Gao and others.

They were originally desperate for Su Xing's future, but suddenly they felt a glimmer of hope ignited.

"Is it... possible to win?"

There was a little more brightness in their eyes.

Jiang Yibing squinted her eyes, only her chest heaved and heaved, which betrayed her emotions.

how is this possible……

Isn't Su Xing a third-rate guy!

This Tie Fei can be claimed as one of the top [-] young heroes.

How could he... be able to hold this fist.

"Yes... Tie Fei kept his hand?" The secretary opened his mouth in a daze, talking to himself.

The white-haired old man beside him suddenly chuckled.

There was a flash of light in the eyes.

Fu Xu said lightly: "I'm afraid... this time, they all lost their eyes."

"What a waste, what a nobody."

"It's really ridiculous."

"This Tie Fei, I'm afraid he's going to die today."

The old man seemed to have seen through something, but what he said caused an uproar in the surrounding people.

Although it was said that Su Xing had caught two punches, no one thought that he could defeat Tie Fei based on this alone.

Tie Fei stood in front of Su Xing.

Listening to all kinds of discussions coming from my ears.

His face was very ugly.

This feeling of being bitten by a mouse made him very uncomfortable.

He must beat this damned Su Xing into a meat paste, so that he can vent his hatred.

"Just now, I just kept my hand."

"This time, I'm going to use my Gale Fist, I want to see if you can hold it!"

Tie Fei let out a low snort.

His fists were crossed on his chest, and his veins bulged.

The turbulent breath reached its peak at this moment.

In the playground, from his side, the airflow suddenly became chaotic, as if there was an invisible force controlling the flow of air.

"Tie Fei is serious, this trash is doomed!"

"This Blizzard Fist is not simple. It comes from the Tie family in Jiangbei. It is a magical skill handed down from their family. The Tie family has used Blast Fist to cross Jiangbei for decades!"

"Extremely extreme. If the fist just now was just a head-on collision of a truck, then the violent wind fist can be said to be the impact of a speeding train!"

"For a weak person, if he hits with a punch, his body will explode in an instant!"

Those who knew Tie Fei all had shortness of breath.

There are not many opportunities to see the unique skills of the Jiangbei Tie family.

So many people came here, in fact, most of them came here for iron.

Jiang Yibing pursed his lips.

Questioned the words of the white-haired old man.

The aura condensed by this punch, even a person who doesn't understand martial arts, felt a burst of shock.

Su Xing is a third-rate warrior...

How can it be possible to bear...

Gradually, Tie Fei in the center of the field gathered a faint whirlwind above his fist.

The whirlwind that danced around his fist was not natural wind.

Anyone who knows how to do it can see that it is condensed skills and expressed in a special image.

In other words...

With this punch, just pouring his power into it, a small phenomenon has already appeared.

"Wind! Fist!"

Tie Fei, who had succeeded in condensing himself, rushed towards Su Xing with a loud shout.

"Under my Gale Fist, 99 warriors have been crushed to death so far!"

"All corpses, none in ten!"

"Die, trash!"

Tie Fei's incomparably arrogant laughter echoed on the playground.

His terrifying Gale Fist also struck straight through.

With his hands behind his back, Su Xing couldn't see his intention of resisting at all.

He looked at Tie Fei calmly, and suddenly spoke again.

"So, do you really think you are strong?"

The sound spread throughout the playground.

Subsequently.

Under everyone's attention, he shot.

Facing the mighty fist wind.

With just one hand, he pushed it out blandly.

It's like waking up every morning and pushing open the balcony door, relaxed and freehand.

In the eyes of everyone, this is undoubtedly good at it, and it is as stupid as trying to catch the speeding train.

Snapped.

The little whirlwind wrapped around Tie Fei's fist was when it encountered Su Xing's simple push.

Like a candle that was easily extinguished, it disappeared.

Not to mention the whirlwind, not even a breeze.

"This!"

"He...he broke the Gale Fist?"

"Am I dreaming? No one has ever taken over the Jiangbei Tie Family's Storm Fist like this!"

This scene instantly silenced the audience.

Many people opened their mouths wide, allowing the night wind to pour into their mouths without realizing it.

how can that be……

Jiang Yibing's beautiful eyes widened.

The pretty little mouth became an o-shape.

The Blast Fist that everyone was bragging about just now, the Blast Fist that looks so terrifying...

how come……

Was it easily destroyed by him?
he……

Isn't he a third-rate warrior? !
The white-haired old man chuckled, as if not surprised.

On the field, Tie Fei's expression changed drastically.

Outsiders may not know it, but he, who made the shot, clearly felt it.

The moment Su Xing pushed it, the mighty power he carried was like a galloping sea, pure and turbulent...

In front of him, the Blastering Wind Fist that he had condensed for a long time was just like the stream water, incomparable.

Suddenly, Tie Fei's back began to feel cold.

He sat waxed.

If by this time, he still doesn't know the situation, then his martial arts for more than [-] years will be for nothing.

His whole body was hairy, and he didn't care what face he was losing face. As soon as he retracted his fist, the whole person was in a panic, and he stepped back dozens of steps.

The way Su Xing was smiling now was like a devil's smile to him.

He really wanted to cry.

How old is this guy!
How could he be so much stronger than himself.

This strength, at the very least, is an existence that is [-] or [-] places higher than yourself on the Young Hero Ranking...

Garbage Baixiaosheng list!

What kind of thing are you recording on horseback!

This kind of amazing teenage cultivation is not recorded, but you still record the hammer!

Tie Fei cursed madly in his heart.

I can't wait to have a little intimate contact with all the women within the radius of the makers of the Baixiaosheng list, with my mother as the center, and the eighteen generations before and after.

This kind of monster, if I knew it earlier, it would be impossible to challenge it even if I was killed!

I have been practicing in seclusion for a year, the picture is to pretend to be coercive, not to come to Nanzhou City to give away the head...

Tie Fei's face was pale, and he looked like he wanted to cry but was too embarrassed to cry. He stood in the middle of the playground.

Crying, that's so embarrassing.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of Su Xing's words just now.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of the onlookers.

They all clearly felt a message...

A very frightening message - Tie Fei, the young master of the Kuangfeng Fist, is scared.

His hands were shaking, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

If you look carefully, you can also find some signs of his legs being unstable.

There were traces of visible tears in the corners of his eyes.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

"Is Tie Fei crying?"

"Mother, why did he get beaten and cried at the moment of fighting?"

"It's more than just crying...he almost peed his pants!"