Chapter 607: Competition Between Power Monsters

“Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom!”

The heartbeat became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, Ying Wuming’s body seemed to expand a bit, becoming more and more strong and powerful.

The next moment, Ying Wuming stepped forward, without a fierce attack, but pushed towards the Overlord with one hand.

Xiang Chen subconsciously resisted with a palm. And then, Ying Wuming suddenly clasped his five fingers, tightly locked Xiang Chen’s palm, and pushed him backward with a single arm.

Xiang Chen was shocked, and then he realized that the other party was looking for him to compete with him!

How could he retreat? He snorted angrily, and with one arm, he increased his strength and wrestled with Ying Wuming.

Now, it was like two bulls fighting each other. Under the terrifying force, the bluestone under their feet shattered one after another.

Still evenly matched!

As the wrestling became more and more intense, Xiang Chen finally couldn't help but stretch out his left hand and clasp Ying Wuming's left palm together, forming a real double-arm wrestling situation.

Xiang Chen was shocked. In terms of physical strength, the opponent was not inferior to him.

How is this possible?

With a roar, Xiang Chen finally exploded. On his left arm, a pattern resembling a fierce beast slowly emerged.

It was Tianhu...

Jiang Fan sighed. The Tianhu on the left arm of the Overlord was powerful from the ground. It was said that as long as the Overlord stood on the ground, no one could surpass him in strength.

But Jiang Fan guessed that it should be some kind of martial arts, but he didn't know what the fierce beast on his left arm was. Xiang Chen never told anyone about it. People just knew that it was born like this.

Jiang Fan didn't believe it. Who would be born with strange beast patterns on their arms?

But he had never seen it, so he couldn't be sure what it was.

With the blessing of his left arm, Ying Wuming was pushed back, and two deep gullies were plowed out of the bluestone under his feet.

The next moment, Ying Wuming suddenly roared, and a drum-like roar came from his heart. He stood firmly again and resisted Xiang Chen's great strength.

The wrestling of two terrifying power beasts brought an extremely depressing atmosphere. No one in the stands was silent, and they seemed to be clenching their fists and holding back their strength.

The muscles on the arms of the two men were bulging, and the bones made a creaking sound.

But there was still no winner.

Xiang Chen had never been so shocked. This young man who was a dozen years younger than him was not inferior to him in the flesh. Even if he was slightly inferior, it was only a little bit. This is a terrible opponent. Once he grows up, he will definitely be a super rival.

"Boy, you can..."

Xiang Chen said in a deep voice: "Almost as strong as this king, I want to see how strong your flesh is."

Ying Wuming tried to speak: "Fight!"

"Okay!"

The next moment, the two men let go at the same time. Just when everyone thought they had finally decided the winner, the two men fought again.

This time it was a close-range fight, extremely fierce, punching to the flesh, and it seemed extremely cruel.

Xiang Chen had just punched Ying Wuming in the chest, and Ying Wuming kicked him in the thigh. Ying Wuming had just chopped Xiang Chen's neck with a palm, and Xiang Chen returned an elbow to his ribs. You go back and forth, not only competing in moves, but also in physical strength, to see who can take more beatings.

This kind of fighting style is the most fierce, and it makes people's blood rush to their heads.

Fortunately, both of them tacitly did not attack the head, otherwise it would be even more tragic.

Even so, it was beaten to spurt blood.

Xiang Chen hadn't felt this way for many years. The young man in front of him seemed to see himself in the past, with a fighting spirit and unparalleled pride.

And his talent seemed to be stronger than his own. After all, the 33-year-old Xiang Chen's physical strength was at its peak, and his martial arts had been honed for a longer time than the other party.

But his physical combat power was only slightly stronger than the other party, and the other party was still growing.

The other party's physical body was extremely perfect, and it was tempered to be almost indestructible. What kind of qualifications was this? So terrifying!

He seriously doubted that if he waited ten years, not to mention himself, could Xuanyuan Busheng beat the man in front of him in the flesh?

And Ying Wuming was also truly amazed at Xiang Chen's strength. His flesh was stronger than iron and steel, especially his left arm, which was so powerful that he was willing to admit defeat.

He understood that at the moment, he was not the opponent of this overlord. Not only was his combat experience, but his flesh was also much worse. If he used his true energy, he might not be able to hold on for so long.

My sister was two years older than him back then. She could defeat Xiang Chen who was going all out. Could he do it two years later?

He felt that the possibility was very low, but this not only did not discourage him, but made him more motivated.

I, Ying Wuming, must catch up!

The hand-to-hand fight finally ended. Both of them were bruised and lay on the ground panting.

Xiang Chen couldn't help laughing, and was very happy.

"It's great! It's great! I haven't fought like this with someone for a long time."

Ying Wuming looked up at the sky, his eyes were as bright as two stars.

"You are very strong, I am far from that now."

Xiang Chen said: "Boy, you are gifted. As long as you practice hard, maybe you can fight me to the death in a few years."

"What is your left arm? I feel that it contains terrifying power."

Xiang Chen grinned: "Boy, if you want to know, force me to use all my strength. I will tell you that in a life-and-death battle, you will understand the real horror of this arm. Speaking of which, what's wrong with your heartbeat? I heard it like thunder and drums, and my blood boiled."

Ying Wuming thought for a while: "It is the technique I thought of to stimulate the strength of the flesh. The intention is to make the heartbeat like thunder and the blood rush like rivers. It is not mature yet."

Xiang Chen was shocked. Self-created technique? This is too against the sky.

"Study it carefully, this thing is powerful. If it is perfected, you can compete for the position of the world's number one physical body."

Ying Wuming hummed, and did not speak again, but stared at the sky in a trance. He remembered the woman who first made him think of this method-Yin Yue.

He was very happy to see Yin Yue this time, but it was a pity that Yin Yue still had not reached the Gu King realm. Should I think of a way to help her...

In the stands, Jiang Fan was worried that Xiang Chen would be furious and the ministers would accuse him, but seeing that Xiang Chen had no intention of blaming him, and the ministers seemed to know Xiang Chen's character, they did not have any criticisms except for being amazed, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

What he didn't know was that many Chu officials saw his guards so brave and secretly became more wary of him.

The two were lifted down and checked thoroughly. There was nothing wrong. With their abnormal physical bodies, they would be able to recover in about three to five days.

Because of this war, Xiang Chen was not in a position to fight for the next two days, so he had to take Jiang Fan to visit Yingdu.

The two of them spent the whole day together, drinking and chatting, and they looked like brothers with deep affection.

But in fact, as long as there were no outsiders, the two of them ignored each other, especially Xiang Chen, who hated Jiang Fan.

In this regard, Master Jiang repeatedly gave instructions with a smile: Don't smile on the outside but not on the inside, your acting skills are poor and it's easy to be exposed.

But Xiang Chen was not good at playing both sides, and he almost broke down several times.