Chapter 260 What Kind of Boxing Are You Doing?

"Boss, let him see your strength!"

"Yes! My Crazy Tiger Mercenary Corps, not everyone can challenge!"

"Boss! Come on..."

The other four members of the Crazy Tiger Mercenary Group fanned the flames.

It's not a big deal at all, but rather excited.

These guys...

Looking at them, Zhou Hu was a little dumbfounded.

Then, he set his eyes on the bald strong man, restrained the expression on his face, and said solemnly: "Okay, I accept your challenge."

The bald-headed strong man smiled, slapped his right fist on his chest, and thumped: "My name is Zhang Yu! Let's fight!"

A huge breath emanated from Zhang Yu's body.

The surrounding mercenaries, some of whom were weaker, suddenly felt breathing difficulties, and practiced and retreated to the rear.

Suddenly, a large circle with a radius of tens of meters was vacated.

Zhang Yu and Zhou Hu were facing each other from a distance.

Zhang Yu grinned.

For a while, the earthy-yellow aura condensed on the surface of his body.

It revealed a heavy aura, and at first glance it was extremely powerful in defense.

"Bengshan Fist!"

Zhang Yu shouted.

The soles of the feet slammed on the ground, making a dull popping sound.

On the ground made of bluestone, there was a footprint several inches deep!

Around the footprints, cracks stretched out.

Zhang Yu was also like a gust of wind, punching Zhou Hu with a punch.

Ling Lie's fist wind whistled.

The attack has not yet arrived, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Collapsing Mountain Fist, the fist can collapse the mountain!

Zhou Hu was expressionless, and there seemed to be a bright yellow light flickering in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body.

The spiritual energy was running in his body in a strange way, and Zhou Hu also felt that his body was getting bigger and bigger, as if something was about to spew out!

drink!

Zhou Hu let out a low drink and threw a simple punch.

There is not the slightest vision, but it can make people clearly feel the extraordinary.

If you talk about Zhang Yu's boxing, he is like a warrior who can collapse a mountain.

Then Zhou Hu's boxing method is full of a domineering and king's breath!

King, inviolable!

Boom!

In the next instant, the two huge fists collided accurately, and a dull voice sounded.

The smoke and dust were centered on the two and escaped towards the surroundings.

Everyone widened their eyes and craned their necks to see what the outcome would be.

call out!

With a sound of breaking through the air, a figure flew out.

With a roar, a wall was directly knocked down!

When everyone saw who the figure was, they suddenly took a deep breath.

It was Zhang Yu!

To know Zhang Yu's strength, but a little stronger than Zhou Hu.

But the end result was unexpected.

Zhang Yu looked a little miserable.

The skin on the right arm was cracked, and there were bloodstains, which looked terrifying.

Although there is nothing wrong with the bones, looking at the injury, it will take at least several months to heal.

rustling...

The footsteps sounded, and Zhou Hu walked out of the smoke.

His clothes were spotless.

Between the two, a judgment is made!

"I lost."

Zhang Yu stood up reluctantly, covered his arm, and said solemnly.

With just one move, the outcome was decided, which he did not expect at all.

At the same time, there is shock and curiosity in my heart.

The boxing technique Zhou Hu used before was definitely not simple!

"What's the name of your previous boxing technique?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Bawang Fist." Zhou Hu replied.