Chapter 113 Who Is the "King of Power"? (Monthly Votes Requested!)

Only Lu Yuan and Li Wang were left in the Mosaic arena, which was spacious enough for horse racing.

"Bang-bang-monument-

In the chest, the heartbeat speeds up slightly, pumping out more blood.

The fighting spirit in Lu Yuan's chest was slowly ignited...

His eyes closed quickly.

It quickly opened again after a second.

A faint look of thought flashed through it, and then the fighting spirit burning in his chest seemed to stop growing and gradually weakened. "You seem a little excited. King Li, who was standing dozens of meters away from the road, gently put down his hands on his chest. , a relaxed and casual voice came from behind the lion's dental mask.

"Yes, you must have heard some things about me before going on stage."

King Li walked slowly towards the road, his posture casual.

As the muscles all over his body rippled, there was an invisible aura that permeated the air. "I heard that you are also quite famous in this arena and are recognized by many as a master?"

King Li had already walked to a position about ten meters away from the road. He twisted his neck and raised his hands.

There was a "crack" sound in the body.

"I hope your excitement, wait for a while...doesn't turn into fear and trembling."

After saying that, the eyes in the lion's ape-tooth mask suddenly narrowed.

Like laughing.

There was a trace of cruelty revealed in it.

The next second.

"boom!"

The ground under King Li's feet suddenly exploded into a cloud of sand, leaving two shallow pits.

My burly, weak and abnormally small body suddenly shot towards Luyuan like an arrow.

Many people in the auditorium below stood up instantly and looked up, hoping to get a better view of the battle.

"hiss--"

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and quickly crossed his arms behind his chest.

Almost as soon as I completed that move, a fist as small as a casserole hit me hard under my crossed arms.

"!"

The ground on Lu Yuan's feet suddenly opened with many cracks, and his feet retreated slightly.

"You actually blocked it?"

A faint look of surprise flashed across the face of King Li in the mask.

But he slowly twitched his lips and laughed warmly.

"What about this and that?"

A sharp light flashed in my eyes, and my calf, which was as thick as a doorpost, suddenly lifted up. The terrifying force that swept under my leg tore through the air, making a sharp and violent sound of breaking through the air, and kicked Fei Feng's right temple hard. .

"boom!"

Lu Yuan raised his hand to barely block the kick, and then his whole body shot straight up to the left.

Wait until I straighten up.

The last kick came roaring again.

"What about up there?"

"That move!"

"How long do you think he can last?

The King of Power taunted while launching an attack like a violent storm.

The air driven by the fists and feet created a whistling sound under the ring.

The eyes on my mask gradually revealed a bit of abnormal coldness.

Also thoroughly excited.

Before leaving the first battle in the fighting arena, I just needed a hearty defeat to announce my return to everyone outside the circle.

The guy named "Feast Eater" behind him is suspected to be a very bad punching bag opponent.

It only made him feel uncomfortable, and he gradually regained his former fighting state.

And... there is no threat at all!

Until now, I don’t even dare to fight back, or in other words, I don’t even dare to do it!

"He is really as stubborn as a weed."

Looking at Lu Yuan, who was still standing in a defensive posture in the middle of the small cracked arena floor, a fierce light flashed in King Li's eyes.

"It's time to start whether it's too bad or too little."

As I said that, I took a deep breath, and my already majestic chest suddenly rose as low as a blow-up balloon.

The extremely weak arm was raised.

make a fist.

The arms that were already exaggeratedly thick immediately became even thicker, and the muscles under the arms were as tight as iron blocks.

The momentum that had been accumulated in the retreat since then completely reached its peak at that moment!

It was like a layer of overlapping waves that finally grew to a super giant wave that was almost tsunami level.

Just hit it hard...

It can turn everything behind your eyes into powder.

"force!"

The eyes of King Li on the lion and ape tooth mask are bloodshot and his face is ferocious.

The whole person's emotions reached a peak, and Qing couldn't help but raise his head and roar out his name.

Then he punched Lu Yuan in front of him with the terrifying punch that was brewing to the extreme.

"I knew that the Banquet Eater might be the opponent of the King of Strength, but I didn't expect that he didn't even have a chance to fight back, or even make a single move."

In the audience, no one could help but shake their heads and sigh as they looked at the banquet eaters under the ring who were almost overwhelmed by King Li's violent offensive.

"I probably wanted to seek stability, so I first tested the strength of the King of Strength.

Unfortunately, that decision was correct from the beginning. "

"Yes, King Li's punching power is terrifying.

After being hit by such a fist, the energy and blood surged. If you could hold your ground, you would fall down and it wouldn't be too late.

There is no time to fight back. "

"It is said that the power of King Li's punch is not even close to one ton! He once tried to knock a speeding car over with one punch."

The faces of the players watching the match showed deep expressions of emotion. The more they looked at the King of Power in the audience, the more horror they felt from the bottom of their hearts.

Later, the organizer of the small competition specially introduced that Mosa's fighting arena met the provincial competition standards.

All of them were cast with low-strength cement, and even if a special fighter hit the ground hard with a small hammer, it would be difficult to break it.

And now, the punches and kicks of the King of Power are just the aftermath of some power, and they haven't broken the ground well enough.

There are cracks and depressions everywhere, and it's a bumpy patch. With such a terrifying force, few of us can even take the punch of the King of Power.

"The Banquet Eater is a real low-handed player, and he can still hold on until now!

I really have hidden a little bit of my strength."

No one murmured, and many people around nodded in agreement.

The Banquet Eater was indeed very weak, but it was a pity that he hit the weaker King of Power. At that time, everyone suddenly saw the King of Power under the ring raising his arms and whispering "Power", and a huge momentum rose up. Even if it was a short distance from the ring, the people in the audience could faintly feel it.

"It's started."

Those eight words emerged in everyone's mind.

However, the scene behind us made us all stunned.

The fist with the terrifying force of a tsunami hit hard with a dull thud.

The smile on the masked Li Wang gradually bloomed but suddenly froze on his face.

The expected scene of the opponent falling or being smashed did not appear.

On the contrary, my fist seemed to hit a thick rubber pad, and there was almost no vibration.

Then, Li Wang saw that his fist was firmly caught by a white and narrow palm.

"Uh."

I was stunned for a while, and I didn't have time to show my surprise and surprise.

In the last breath, a high voice came from the front of this palm,

"No more."

From beginning to end, Lu Yuan, who had been defending all the time, raised his head in a hurry.

On the eight-eyed ram mask, the eyes like a deep pool became more terrifying.

"Kachaka-ka-yi"

Lu Yuan's body suddenly emitted a series of continuous heavy and slight explosions.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles of his whole body surged and floated like waves, and thick blue veins emerged from his body...

In one second, Lu Yuan's whole body shrank like a balloon.

At the same time, an indescribable terrifying aura slowly spread out from under Fei Feng's body. "Huh--"

Lu Yuan raised his hand suddenly, and a bluish-white palm as big as a palm leaf fan suddenly stretched out.

Li Wang had no time to react, and he only felt a sudden weak wind blowing close to his forehead.

Then his head was grabbed by something, and then he was yanked over fiercely.

"Li Wang, right?"

Accompanied by a high-pitched voice, a huge shadow enveloped Li Wang.

This eight-eyed ram mask appeared behind me condescendingly, and the eyes on the mask stared at me warmly.

The unprecedented sense of horrible oppression surged down like a tide, bringing me terrible pressure that almost suffocated me.

"You hit wrong."

"There are too few trash words that are not interesting.

Last time, don't do that."

Fei Feng said fiercely, and then he grabbed Li Wang's head and exerted force upwards..

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise.

A small pit suddenly appeared under the competition arena.

I saw Li Wang was deeply stabbed out of the pit with his head falling to the ground, only his two thick calves and most of his body were still exposed inside.

Up, up...

Twitching slightly.

"Hu——

After doing all that.

Lu Yuan came out of the muscle control state of [normal force].

My body stopped shrinking and quickly returned to its original size.

I looked around casually, and then found the referee several dozen meters away in one direction, "Announce it. "

The referee with a dull expression was stared at by Fei Feng, and then he suddenly woke up from his trance.

And Qian hurriedly nodded and announced in a low voice.

"Food...Food, Banquet Eater vs. King of Power.

The Banquet Eater...wins! "

"The Banquet Eater wins! "

The referee's trembling and slightly distorted announcement spread throughout the venue with the loudspeaker.

It echoed in the empty space.

Under the spectator's seat, Xu Shao stood quietly.

On the masks of different appearances were faces that were in the same dull state. Everyone's brain was buzzing. It turned out that the feast eater won?

The power king... the power king who claimed to have a punch of nearly one ton, once defeated the power king who was the weakest in the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League...

In the hands of the feast eater who had fully exploded, he couldn't even hold on for a moment, and was directly "planted" out of the ground like a green onion? ! ! !

At this time, everyone's mind was still constantly flashing the scene that had just happened on the ring The figure that appeared was even weaker, more ferocious and smaller than the King of Power.

The terrifying power that erupted from this figure seemed to destroy everything.

I shuddered suddenly!

Then an extremely absurd thought suddenly emerged from the bottom of our hearts.

So.

In the end, who is the real "King of Power"? !

Fei Feng walked up from the ring.

When passing the audience, even though there was an aisle between them, the players standing under the seats stepped forward and made way.

It was as if I was some kind of scourge.

Lu Yuan walked and checked the career panel, and the first prompt message made my eyes light up.

[He has experienced a battle, and his professional experience value is +384]

Defeating this guy called King of Power actually gave me nearly 700 points of professional experience.

Almost as slow as the burrow rat monster that followed.

But in terms of pure strength, the strength of King Li is slightly weaker than that of the Burrow Rat Monster, but it has more experience points, just because Fei Feng's own strength has not improved too much since then.

"That guy's strength is less than 15 points.

The power of my fist is close to one ton. If your constitution is as low as 16 points and you have just reached the level of skin training, the bones under your body will probably be cracked by me. In fact, there are no signs of bone cracks in some places. Yes, it’s just that Fei Feng’s constitution is low and his recovery power is weak, so the impact of that injury is not too small for me.

Thinking of the entire battle just now, Lu Yuan couldn't wait to see what he had gained from his deliberate "beating".