Global Adventure: The Strongest Anchor In History

"Since you apologize sincerely, then I will kill you!"

The forgiveness hat did not have the desired effect on a man with a rock-like heart like Zao Wang. He shook his arms and stretched out his two arms from his sleeves.

His palms are huge, twice the size of ordinary people.

The upper and lower arms are equally thick, which gives people a very abnormal feeling. The more they look at it, the more awkward they become.

There are dense Tibetan characters tattooed on the skin of his arms, which are like spells and very strange.

After King Tibet became serious, his aura also changed significantly. He seemed to be a Buddhist, but he showed an evil nature. He opened his palms and muttered incomprehensible mantras.

His mouth was moving and his hands were not idle either. His left and right hands were drawing circles in the void.

The more you draw, the faster you draw.

There are more and more hands.

It was as if hundreds of extra hands had grown out of thin air, dazzling those who saw it.

Those densely packed Tibetan characters also exude a scary light.

"Tremble! Mortal!"

King Tibet approached Ye Xing step by step.

Ye Xing wanted to chop him, but he felt as if his body was confused and he couldn't exert his strength. His brain was in chaos. The opponent's 'flower hand' actually had the power to disturb his mind.

Can't stare anymore!

As soon as Ye Xing changed his gaze, Dazao launched his ultimate move.

In an instant, hundreds of palm shadows blasted towards Ye Xing crazily.

"A virtual shadow? No, it's not a virtual one!"

Ye Xing, who made the wrong judgment, received a slap and his blood surged, and he hurriedly stepped back to distance himself.

"Is this the famous skill of the Great Zao, the Hundred Hands Pagoda? It is indeed extraordinary!"

"People who don't understand will think that this method hides reality in the emptiness, and it is a blinding method. In fact, it is not the case. Every palm is real. It took more than 40 years of hard training for Tibetan king to develop such speed and explosive power. It is really amazing. For God’s sake!”

"I heard that King Tibet also has a special move. He can dance and create thousands of palm shadows. He never misses when facing the enemy. I really want to see it."

"That is the bottom of his pressure box. Every time it is used, it will cause irreparable damage to both arms. He will not use it easily until his life is at stake."

"Who do you think will win this battle?"

"The King of Tibet took the advantage by waiting for work, but Ye Xing was scratched by a white bear before and was hit in the chest by a palm print just now. It is estimated that the winning rate is not high."

The players in Zone A were analyzing and commenting on the battle situation and were not very optimistic about Ye Xing.

The dense shadows of palms came like a violent storm, each palm stronger and fiercer than the last.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four palms, let alone a hundred palms?

So fierce!

Ye Xing was surrounded by palm shadows and couldn't get out, and the knife in his hand was also knocked off.

"Original Aegis!"

No longer hesitating, Ye Xing drew out 50% of his original energy to create a semi-invisible shield in front of him, resisting the incoming palm prints.

"Condensing Qi into a shield?"

Zao, who thought he had a chance to win, was a little confused by this move. His Hundred Hands Pagoda could break steel, but it was blocked by a small shield.

It's unbelievable.

Daizao cannot maintain high-intensity explosive power for a long time, and once he weakens, the opponent may seize the flaw.

He believes that this shield is Ye Xing's trump card to save his life. As long as this shield is broken, he can win the game.

We can't delay any longer, we must fight quickly.

As soon as he thought of this, Zao King took a sharp breath and roared: "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!"

The Tibetan text on the arm bloomed with intense light as if it came alive.

"The Living Buddha came to this world - the Thousand-Armed Pagoda!!!"

King Zao finally used the box-pressing technique.

The number of palms in the void increased exponentially, from a hundred to a thousand.

And all the palm prints have grown in size and turned gray-brown.

The power of each palm has been sublimated. The power of the Thousand-Hand Pagoda is ten times that of the Hundred-Hand Pagoda!

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, bang!

After receiving hundreds of slaps, the original Aegis finally couldn't hold on anymore and turned into a stream of light and scattered.

"You bastard, suffer death!"

The great Tibetan king smiled ferociously and directed his firepower at Ye Xing.

"The first level of the Six Paths of Secrets - the Way of Heaven and Humanity!"

Ye Xing had no choice but to activate the six-path mode to improve his body skills, and used ghost dance steps to dodge left and right among thousands of palm shadows, flipping and moving.

Snap, snap, snap, snap!

There were many hand marks left on the garnet paved floor.

One can imagine how powerful and domineering his palm skills are.

If an ordinary person were hit in the face by a palm, they would be torn apart by a stream of feces and urine!

Kick, kick, kick!

Ye Xing jumped into the air and held the knife in his hand again.

"Damn rat, don't hide if you have the guts!"

The palm of King Zao followed closely behind him in pursuit, but his speed and power were not as powerful as at the beginning.

"Heh, who said I'm going to hide?"

"One move can kill you, but keep your eyes peeled!"

“Go against the current—the dragon sucks the water!”

Ye Xing raised the tip of the knife, and a thick water column rose up from below.

"sucker Punch!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Dazao's mouth. The opponent had nowhere to land in the air, which was a good opportunity to kill him. He gritted his teeth and tightened his scalp, and his thousand palms were condensed into two huge slaps.

"Death Mudra!"

Snapped! King Tibet suddenly struck together with his hands, and the giant palms in the void joined tightly with his movements, trying to smash Ye Xing in the middle into a pulp.

"Come on, Water Storm Air Current Slash!"

Ye Xing rolled up the water column and opened a gap between his palms.

The two ultimate moves collided, and it was hard to tell the difference for a moment, with water and light everywhere.

Bang!

After a few seconds of stalemate, the giant palms finally hit each other perfectly.

The water inside sputtered and flew away, turning into rain falling all over the sky.

"Hmph, you think you are the protagonist. You are too young to fight with me! Goose, goose, goose, goose!"

The sweaty Tizo let out an arrogant laugh.

When the huge palm in the air dissipated, King Zao's laughter stopped abruptly.

The expected scene of Ye Xing being turned into a pulp did not appear.

Even Ye Xing's people disappeared.

Huh!

Where are people?

Where have you gone?

Hum hum ~

what sound?

It sounds like the sound of some kind of electrical appliance starting up?

It came from behind the butt!

"The Secret of Electric Drills: Thousand Years of Killing!"

Ye Xing didn't know when he was half-crouching behind Zao Wang. He had an electric drill in his hand, turned on the highest gear, and pushed it forward hard.

"Uh... I'm a real mother! Ahhhhhh!!!"

King Tibet howled in agony, his face distorted to the extreme.

His hemorrhoids were completely cured...