Mortal Bones

"Bang!"

Another fist collided with another fist, and a huge recoil force spread out.

However, this time, Xu Taiping's body did not move at all, but Fan Qi was knocked back several steps by this punch.

"Bang!"

Before Fan Qi could stand firm, Xu Taiping's next punch had already followed.

Fan Qi kicked the ground with his right foot, gathered his internal strength, and punched forward.

"Bang!"

Amid the loud noise, Fan Qi was once again knocked back by Xu Taiping's fist, and his fist force began to show signs of being suppressed.

On the contrary, Xu Taiping's fist force became more and more fierce. Two consecutive ox horn collapses were as powerful as the sound of splitting mountains and rocks, knocking Fan Qi back several steps, and he stopped only when he retreated to the center of the ring.

The sudden reversal of the situation on the ring caused an uproar among the people on the stands.

The Sixth Princess, whose heart was about to rise to her throat, let out a long breath.

"In such a short time, he actually integrated the fist intention. He is really a martial arts genius."

The yellow bird below the ring couldn't help but applaud.

Unlike others, he immediately saw the key to Xu Taiping's ability to reverse Fan Qi.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a gas explosion caused by a breath fluctuation, Huang Que's eyes once again looked at the ring.

"How can your hypocritical fist intention compare to the anger in my chest?"

Fan Qi was beaten back several steps by Xu Taiping, and suddenly roared.

Then his anger and murderous intent, which seemed to be real, began to converge and merge on his fist, and finally turned into a surging fist force, and a fist slammed into Xu Taiping.

"Bang!"

There was another loud noise, and Xu Taiping's body and Fan Qi's body fell backwards in the collision.

This punch that condensed all Fan Qi's strength finally saved him a little face.

"Bang!"

But immediately, the two men straightened their bodies and punched each other again.

For each punch that followed, the two men were very tacit and no longer dodged each other's fists.

They were like wrestling, vowing to use their fists to defeat each other's fists.

"Boy, do you know how much I paid to get this murderous intent and anger? That's my family, my wife and daughter, my hometown that I can't return to, and the lives of millions of people!"

Fan Qi roared and punched hard again.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Xu Taiping was knocked back two steps, and the fist intent on his body was suppressed again.

But this time, Xu Taiping immediately stood back, and then with a firm look in his eyes, he punched Fan Qi again.

"In my opinion, your so-called angry fist is not as good as the courage of those rangers."

As he spoke, he swung his fist.

Unlike Fan Qi's fist, which was full of anger and murderous aura, Xu Taiping's fist was pure, just like the unwillingness of those ordinary people to compromise and die.

"Bang!"

The two men punched each other again, and then leaned back together again, and then when they were about to fall, they suddenly straightened their bodies.

Then they punched each other again.

Over and over again.

However, this seemingly simple fist-to-fist fight caused a lot of momentum.

Every time the fists collided between the two, the aura fluctuations would set off a fierce gust of wind, sweeping across the entire Angry Fist Village.

And the loud noise caused by the collision was like the collapse of rocks, full of violent destructive aura, as if anyone involved would be crushed to pieces.

At this moment, the two people on the ring, in the eyes of everyone, were like the two ferocious beasts in ancient times, fighting and wrestling non-stop.

Even Huang Que did not dare to underestimate any of the two men at this time.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the two punched each other again.

This time, Fan Qi's angry fist was obviously higher.

But even so, it still couldn't completely suppress Xu Taiping's fist.

"The fist transformed by the courage of ordinary people actually blocked the angry fist that Fan Qi exchanged for millions of corpses and betrayal. Xu Taiping, Xu Taiping, you really made me look at you with new eyes."

Looking at this scene, Huang Que found that the fist on Xu Taiping's fist, although it seemed plain, was extremely tough, just like the few ordinary people who were unwilling to retreat even when facing several times stronger than themselves.

"Bang!"

At this time, Xu Taiping and Fan Qi punched each other again.

And under this punch, Fan Qi's body was actually knocked back a few steps, while Xu Taiping did not move at all.

The stalemate between the two for a long time was suddenly broken.

"The butcher Fan Qi actually lost in the fist."

Some knowledgeable people showed astonishment on their faces.

Fan Qi on the ring also realized this.

But how could he admit his defeat?

So he punched again furiously, trying to overwhelm Xu Taiping's fist.

But soon he found that his anger and murderous intent seemed to have become a sourceless water, and began to lose some of their strength.

"Bang!"

With another fist-to-fist collision, Fan Qi was knocked back by Xu Taiping this time.

Just when he was about to raise his fist to fight again.

He suddenly found that the fist force he had gathered with great difficulty was directly disintegrated with the blow of Xu Taiping's fist.

"Bang!"

After defeating Fan Qi's fist force, Xu Taiping's fist hit Fan Qi's lower abdomen heavily.

The huge force knocked his body off the ground, and it took a lot of effort to stand again.

But immediately, Xu Taiping's fist came again.

And this time, Xu Taiping directly used the Bull Chisel Formation.

However, Fan Qi did not give up. He still relied on his body that was tempered like copper skin and iron bones to withstand Xu Taiping's fist, and then found the right opportunity to punch Xu Taiping again.

At this time, Xu Taiping did not block Fan Qi's fist anymore, and also began to use his body to withstand it.

For a while, the field kept ringing with the sound of flesh and bones hitting each other, and the sound of bones breaking.

Not long after, Xu Taiping and Fan Qi became two bloody people.

At this moment, the two were competing not in boxing, internal strength, or physical strength, but in the spirit that kept their boxing intent and momentum going.

Fan Qi's belief was his overwhelming murderous intent and anger.

And Xu Taiping's belief was his unyielding spirit as a mortal.

The two were fighting for a breath.

"Bang!"

After a moment, as they exchanged punches, Fan Qi vomited blood and his boxing momentum collapsed.

Looking at Taiping again, not only did his boxing momentum not decrease, but his boxing intent was burning more and more, as if it would never burn out and never go out.

Obviously, this wrestling match has reached its final moment.

"Bang!"

At this time, Xu Taiping's running bull chisel formation had also reached the last punch.

His boxing intent and boxing momentum also reached their peak.

"It's blinding, it's really blinding..."

Fan Qi tried hard to get up from the ground, squinting his eyes at Xu Taiping who was preparing to punch him, and the corner of his bleeding mouth twitched a few times.

Unlike others, in his eyes, Xu Taiping's boxing spirit was like the sun at noon, shining brightly and blinding enough to burn people's eyes.