Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 400



Chapter 400

Chapter 400

When he saw Mo Wen being kicked to the ground, smashing cracks in the concrete floor.

Fan Ma Blade Fang and Flame Sea King looked stunned.

Since Mo Wen’s debut, even in the biggest Taotai Competition, he has not been knocked down.

Every battle is fought with no fear.

Even the most precious treasure of the bear country, Alexander. Carré as well injected with many stimulants and steroids caused the mutation of Jack. Fan Ma.

Mo Wendu defeated it with an absolutely tough stance.

But now, Mo Wen was knocked down by an old man who was as old as one hundred and forty-six years old and whose figure did not fall Mo Wen’s waist.

How did this not shock the two who had fought with Mo Wen.

It can also be seen from this that Guo Haihuang is indeed powerful and extraordinary, worthy of the name of Xia Guo Haihuang.

But unlike these two, Long Shuwen, Guo Chuncheng, and the other audience members felt that the current situation was incredible.

The strongest boxer in the martial arts world of the Xia Kingdom, Guo Haihuang, who has ruled the martial arts world of the Xia Kingdom for a hundred years.

Unexpectedly, he was forced to this point by a teenager who was not more than twenty years old.

The audience looked worried and panicked.

I thought that this game was personally played by Guo Haihuang, and it would definitely be stable.

Even if it was later known that the list of matches was arranged by Mo Wen, everyone thought that it was a young man who did not measure himself and wanted to duel with the strongest sea emperor in the Xia Kingdom.

But now. But to everyone’s surprise, it was their national hand Sea Emperor who was forced to a desperate situation!

At this moment, they finally understood that it turned out that Mo Wen had set himself and the Sea Emperor in the final final, not because he was arrogant and arrogant.

Instead, it has absolute strength and sufficient confidence.

The truly arrogant people are actually them.

They underestimated these martial artists from abroad, and their strength was no less than that of their Xia Guo’s masters.

Thinking of this, the audience who previously thought Mo Wen was arrogant showed shame and felt self-blame.

……

On the other side, in the ring.

As soon as Guo Haihuang, who kicked Mo Wen to the ground, fell to the ground, he felt a pain in his inner intestines, and an iron smell could not help but gush out from his throat.

“Ahem!!”

Another mouthful of blood spat out.

“Damn, the company just now injured my internal organs, this smelly boy, he wants to kill the old man!”

In the case of internal organ injury, the most taboo is strenuous exercise.

Because this will cause a second shock to the internal organs, which will increase the injury.

Although there was a burst of indignation at Mo Wen’s behavior in his heart, Guo Haihuang did not dare to stop at all.

Because Mo Wen’s performance surprised him and shocked.

If Mo Wen was allowed to control the rhythm of the battle again, then he Guo Haihuang would really lose to a little fart child who was more than a hundred years younger than him.

Thereupon.

Seeing that Mo Wen had the action to get up, he immediately rushed up again and raised his foot to kick Mo Wen’s cheek.

Don’t give Mo Wen a chance to get up.

Seeing the oncoming kick, Mo Wen blocked forward with both hands.

Boom!

Mo Wen’s more than one hundred kilograms of body wiped the ground and slid out again.

But at the same time, he also turned around and stood up from the ground.

Before he looked up, he heard a sound breaking through the air in his ears.

“Clenching old man.” The corner of Mo Wen’s mouth raised a sinister smile.

Raise your hand and slap it in the direction of the sound.

【Shock】!

“Huh?”

Guo Haihuang immediately frowned when he saw Mo Wen using his palm instead of a fist.

He didn’t understand why Mo Wen attacked with his palm.

In a duel, the fist is always stronger than the destructive power of the palm, so Guo Haihuang has doubts in his heart.

And perhaps it was martial arts intuition, and the sixth sense in the underworld told Guo Haihuang that this palm strike was not simple.

Thinking of this, Guo Haihuang gave up kicking and switched to fists.

It turned out that Guo Haihuang’s decision was right.

Boom!

The moment when the punch collides with the palm.

Guo Haihuang suddenly felt that the blood in his hand was constantly shaking, and his skin was swollen and tight.

Although it will not break the skin, it will also make his fists numb.

“This is the blood that shook my fist, no, it should be moisture!”

“Good boy, if this slap hits the body, the consequences will be unimaginable, fortunately I use my fists, not my feet.”

“Otherwise, that foot will be wasted in a short time.”

With Guo Haihuang’s more than 100 years of eyesight and boxing experience, he could instantly see how exquisite Mo Wen’s palm was.

It is the key to being able to speculate about this technique.

But what shocked him was that this palm could only produce water that shocked the human body and caused enough damage if it hit the center of the body’s torso.

The moisture in the hands is simply pitiful compared to the torso, and this kind of slapping is a legitimate martial art, which is logically unworkable.

That special power, not to mention the shock moisture, it is impossible to have the slightest effect on him.

But the truth was that Mo Wen’s palm still made his fists feel numb.

This is undoubtedly divorced from the knowledge and experience accumulated by Guo Haihuang in the past hundred years.

“Your judgment is very accurate, old man, if you don’t take back that kick, I’m afraid that your leg won’t be used now.” The corner of Mo Wen’s mouth raised a hint of playfulness, and a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.

It should be said that people have become old and refined, or the keen intuition given by warriors.

Guo Haihuang’s judgment can be said to be more accurate.

Mo Wen’s shock is different from the pickaxe red leaf and can cause damage to any part of the human body.

It is not like the pickaxe autumn leaves, which have strict angle and part conditions.

“But do you think you’ll get away with it?”

Suddenly, Mo Wen grabbed Guo Haihuang’s fist with his palm, sneered and pulled it back.

At the same time, the left fist burst out, wrapped in severe wind pressure, and the speed was difficult to see with the naked eye towards Guo Haihuang’s cheek.

Sonic Fist!

Seeing this extreme fist speed, Guo Haihuang’s eyes widened sharply.

While admiring and scolding Mo Wen in his heart, his body leaned towards Mo Wen faster as if he had lost weight.

At the moment of the shot, the fist passed by.

Syllable!!!

A sharp and piercing popping sound rang out.

Hearing this voice, the audience present was taken aback.

Before they could guess how this sound came out, they saw Guo Haihuang draw his fist and roll over like a monkey to Mo Wen’s back.

The left hand went around Mo Wen’s throat, and the big arm and forearm were triangular, clamping Mo Wen’s carotid artery.

The index finger of the right hand was bent, and the knuckles were shot towards the dumb point on the back of Mo Wen’s head.

Dumb acupoint is one of the key acupuncture points in the back of the human brain.

After being hit, the light can be concussion, and the heavy can be direct death.

The back of Sun Haiwang’s head that stunned Sun Haiwang was also dumb, and he knocked Sun Haiwang unconscious with just a light blow.

At this time, Guo Haihuang did not retain his strength at all, because he knew that if this finger was not strong enough, it would not be able to cause any effect on Mo Wen at all.

As for whether it will lead to Mo Wen’s death, Guo Haihuang said that he is not using his power unless he uses his power. The instant explosive power of the attack hits the key acupuncture points, otherwise it is impossible to be fatal and dangerous with Mo Wen’s powerful physique.

But in order to ensure an effective attack on Mo Wen, this finger hit Guo Haihuang even used an inch.

Even an iron plate can be dented.

Syllable!

This finger instantly pointed at Mo Wen’s dumb acupoint, and at the same time, Guo Haihuang’s left arm exerted force, pinching Mo Wen’s carotid arteries on both sides.

Suddenly.

Mo Wen’s movements suddenly froze and stood in place.

“Stinky boy, after all, the old man is better, you are still tender.”

Guo Haihuang was very confident in his blow, jumped off Mo Wen, turned around and carried his hand, and said in a leisurely tone.

Then raise your legs and walk towards the entrance of the passage.

Seeing this scene, the audience was silent, as if waiting for something.

“Could it be that Mo Wen is about to lose?”

Looking at Mo Wen, who was motionless.

Fan Ma said in disbelief.

However, in the next second, Fan Ma Blade’s face showed surprise.

And Guo Haihuang, who had just walked a few steps, stood up with cold hair, as if he had been targeted by some kind of top predator.

“The game is not over yet, where are you going?”

Indifferent and flat, with a hint of bloodthirsty voice reaching his ears.

“How is that possible!?”

Guo Haihuang turned his head in disbelief and looked at the tall young man who was still standing still, but exuding a dangerous aura.

……

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