"It seems that I understand a little. When I am punching, I can only have fists and enemies in my heart, right? I have to condense all my strength and explode in an instant?"

"Yes, that's it. You punch me and I'll fight you with the strength that is comparable to you!"

"good!"

Boom!

Bald Qiang was very excited. This was a master in front of him. He personally taught him his experience. This was a great opportunity. This was a rare opportunity!

"What is this guy doing? I'm wasting physical energy to teach people. Do he still want to get good results!" Qin Shuyao in the distance was speechless, not knowing what Haotian was doing.

"Heaotian, people save energy. He teaches people here, what planes are they doing?" Xiaohe said in surprise.

"Is he a friend to this person?"

"I don't know. Hey, don't say that the bald man has really become stronger. How powerful is Haotian?"

Everyone looked at it and found that the bald strongman's boxing skills became more and more sophisticated in the battles. From the beginning of the scattered fists to now, every punch can carry the strongest blow, and it will not waste strength or lack momentum. When using this kind of fighting style, the bald strongman found that if he continues to temper himself like this, his strength can be increased by about 30%.

What is the concept of 30%? In the battle of life and death, this is the difference between life and death.

He really didn't know how to fight like this before. Haotian was indeed a master. After a short battle, the bald man benefited a lot. If Haotian hadn't told him about his shortcomings, he wouldn't know when he would have realized this level in the future.

Bang!

He punched again, and his murderous aura rose in his heart. He focused on his whole body and punched his hand. Imagine himself transforming into a fist and smashing the enemy in front of him, bang!

When the two sides contacted each other, Bald Town took a few steps back. This was much better than just now. He just threw it out directly, and he could feel that Haotian did only use the same power as him. I really don’t know what would happen if Haotian burst out with all his strength. It would be too strong!

"Thank you!"

Bald Qiang felt happy at this moment. He had gained too many benefits. "I'm going down, do you still have to continue the competition?"

"Well, I have to defeat hundreds of games in a row, and I won't rest!"

You can rest in the middle of the competition. If you lose, you can find other people on the stage to continue the competition. Just defeat and set up the venue. However, the more intense the competition is.

Many people won a hundred games and stopped fighting because the consumption was too serious. Haotian was still continuing to challenge, but at this moment, a loud shout came from beside him, and another competition platform seemed to explode.

"Yang Jun!"

"It's Yang Jun, the Golden Immortal of Daluo, I, Cao!"

"He actually broke his leg?"

Looking at countless onlookers, a person from a competition in Taichung flew out in the distance, but his legs were broken. One of the young men in the competition was arrogant and mocked:

"What's the matter? You're going to get out of here, and you dare to challenge me? You don't look in the mirror. What kind of cultivation do you have? How dare you fight against someone like me like the Daluo Golden Immortal. You're going to waste your legs to teach you a lesson, no big or small."

Yang Jun said disdainfully.

The one who was beaten was Wu Ming. He had fought with Haotian before and was defeated by Haotian. Now he was broken by someone. Wu Ming looked ugly. The competition was originally for competition. He refused to admit defeat. He just wanted to learn more combat experience, especially such high-level immortals, who could learn a lot from their hands. Who knew that he had just stepped forward and Yang Jun broke his leg without warning. He was extremely arrogant.

"Forget it, Wu Ming, this man's brother is Luo Tian Shangxian, named Yang Huo. We can't afford to offend him, so let's admit that we are unlucky!"

A friend next to Wu Ming sighed and quickly treated Wu Ming's wound.

Not to mention Yang Huo, even Yang Jun and the others are no match for him, so they can only endure the loss if they suffer.

Yang Jun was extremely proud. He was only one last match away from now. He wanted to fight against Daluo Jinxian. After all, it was all a bit of food, so it was meaningless to fight.

"Brother, are you okay?" A young man next to him came over, and was Wu Ming's friend. He looked extremely ugly when he saw this, "Yang Jun, you are too much. This is a competition, you actually ruined one of my brother's legs!"

"I'm going to be ruined, what can you do?" Yang Jun said coldly, "What, do you want to be ruined too?"

"you!"

In anger, the young man rushed up and slapped it out with a palm.

"court death!"

Yang Jun disdained, and with the same palm, the two people's palm techniques came into contact with each other. The young man screamed and smashed on the competition platform, spitting blood in his mouth!

"I'm a useless person, and I'm still willing to stand up! If I dare to come up, I'll waste your leg, hum!"

Yang Jun said coldly.

"You are not as skilled as others, why are you clamoring here? My brother is stronger than you, so what if you lose you? If you either compete or kill you, you will not be able to do anything to us, a bunch of waste!"

At this time, a man flew over from a distance, Yang Huo, a Luo Tian Shangxian. In addition to a genius of the Immortal Lord level, he is a top genius. He is qualified to be arrogant, so he naturally defends his younger brother.

Yang Huo's eyes were fierce and glared at him. The people didn't dare to speak out. They were afraid that these people would really come up. After all, their strength was not as strong as others and they could only be bullied.

"Stop!" The Supreme Elder Shiraishi flew out in the distance, "Don't start too hard during the competition. Don't you know?"

"So it's Elder Shiraishi, that's it. I just missed it just now. I'll definitely pay attention next time."

Yang Jun smiled and said. Elder Baishi snorted coldly, and said nothing. It is normal for the strong to survive the weak. As long as there is no killing, it is easy to say.

After Elder Baishi left, Yang Jun became even more arrogant. He glanced around and scolded those people below Taiyi Xuanxian, "What are you looking at? Let's go to the side of death. Grass!"

Except for the Immortal Lord, he did not dare to be arrogant, the rest of the people ignored him. Everyone avoided his gaze. But at this moment, Yang Jun found a boy in the distance, staring at him, taking his words as a wind in his ears. The rest of the Immortal Lord-level geniuses were fine, but this kid was very brave. When he looked closely, he was just a Taiyi Xuanxian.

In the space of the competition platform, it is transparent and you can see other places. The first competition is not the decisive ranking. You are qualified to enter the four major academies by defeating 100 games. Therefore, many people will go on the stage after defeating 100 games. Now there are not many people on the stage, you can see it at a glance.

Haotian frowned, and Yang Jun was talking about him.

"Are you looking for death?"

Haotian said slowly.

"What!!! What are you saying? Are you saying it?"

Yang Jun frowned, his eyes erupting with a strong cold light. He thought he had heard it wrong. A Taiyi Xuanxian was actually shouting to him, saying that he was looking for death?

Damn, what is he doing?
Chapter completed!