The opposite Minghong had no expression on his face, but a huge wave was aroused in his heart. The opponent obviously only had the middle stage of internal energy, but he actually fought evenly with him. The opponent's fighting skills and moves seemed simple, but they were astonishingly powerful.
It made him feel a little tired of coping.
Below, the little girl clapped her hands and shouted: "It looks good, and the punches hit the flesh. It's a pity that there is no blood from the blows. Do you want a sword?"
The people below all looked sideways and were surprised. This little girl looked so cute, but what she said was so violent and she wanted to draw blood.
Even Fang Hao and Minghong above heard it. They turned their heads and glanced at the little girl. At this moment, the two men were fighting with an evil look on their faces, which could even be said to be scary.
But the little girl's expression did not change, and she said seriously: "Really, use a weapon to kill everyone, otherwise it won't look good."
For a moment, both Fang Hao and Minghong couldn't help but roll their eyes.
The two of them fought again, regardless of the weird little girl. If they used weapons, it would easily be a matter of life and death. They had not yet reached the stage of a life-and-death duel.
Weiwei Li and Wen Xiao were extremely surprised, because the woman sitting between them, who was a bit noble, spiritual, and heroic, shook her head: "Guo'er, what kind of competition is this? It's like watching a circus."
Wen Xiao and Weiwei Li looked stunned, feeling that at this moment, this strange woman had a sense of arrogance.
Although she spoke very calmly, even her voice was very soft, it made people feel extremely arrogant.
As if she felt the look in the eyes of the two women, the woman smiled gently and said seriously: "Only a life-and-death battle between transformation masters would be truly exciting."
"Have you seen it?" Weiwei Li couldn't help but asked.
"I saw it not long ago, but it's a pity that one of the transformation masters died." The woman showed a lonely expression, and her beautiful and refined face was a bit unbearable, as if she had seen a dead cat or dog.
Although it was intolerable, it gave people a feeling of indifference to life, which made both Wen Xiao and Weiwei feel a little afraid, especially this woman, who they couldn't see through.
Suddenly, the woman let out a sigh, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she said in surprise: "This boy in the middle stage of internal energy has some skills."
At this moment, Wen Xiao and Weiwei Li were shocked. This woman could actually say such words as being in the middle stage of Nei Jin. This showed that this woman was also a member of the martial arts world, and her cultivation level was not low. She was at least a master of Nei Jin.
However, looking at this woman's slightly lazy appearance and jade-white skin, she doesn't look like a martial arts master at all. Moreover, she is very young, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old.
The most surprising thing was that in the ring, after Fang Hao and Minghong fought in close quarters, they distanced themselves. Then, when Minghong saw that Fang Hao had not yet stabilized his figure, he punched him.
This punch was Minghong's all-out effort, with his inner strength filling the edge of his fist. With one punch, he could even make a dent in the iron plate.
If you hit someone, you will not die but will be disabled.
After all, Fang Hao's strength is smaller than Ming Hong's, so he will suffer some disadvantages. For example, now, he and Ming Hong exchanged punches and kicks. As a last resort, Fang Hao took two steps back, but at this time, he saw Ming Hong pursuing the victory, and his fists had already appeared in front of him.
Even if Fang Hao tried to avoid it, he couldn't avoid it.
However, Fang Hao was uncharacteristically using his ten and middle fingers, a kind of sword finger similar to that of a Taoist priest, and just like the egg girl touching a stone, he poked it.
"Seeking death!" Minghong looked ferocious. With this punch, he was absolutely sure to destroy Fang Hao's raised arm or head in a hasty attempt to resist.
When he saw that Fang Hao was using two fingers, Minghong couldn't help but show contempt. He thought Fang Hao had superhuman fighting skills just now, but he didn't expect that if he made such a mistake, those two fingers would be broken.
There was a soft click.
Fang Hao's body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken. If anyone saw it, they would know that the moment it flew upside down was the result of the force exerted by Fang Hao's own legs.
But people who didn't know immediately thought that Fang Hao had been defeated, especially with that crisp sound, they even felt that two of Fang Hao's fingers had been broken.
"Fighting with fingers, he thinks he has practiced two-finger Zen? Isn't this a joke!"
"We challenged Minghong to a duel. It seems that Minghong has never been defeated since his debut." Someone said with a slight twinkle in his eye.
"This kid also overestimated his own abilities and deserved to die."
But unlike others, the strange woman shook her head and said: "Although the inner strength is great, it is still not as skillful as a guy in the middle stage of inner strength. One of that kid's hands is probably useless."
At this moment, Wen Xiao and Weiwei Li couldn't help but stand up, looking nervously at Fang Hao who fell to the ground. However, when they saw Fang Hao grinning, but his fingers were still intact, they couldn't help but
He breathed a sigh of relief.
After Fang Hao bared his teeth, he actually smiled. Previously, Fang Hao knew that he couldn't fight head-on, so he could only use his own strengths. The combat experience he had learned over the years was integrated into the use of internal energy.
To put it bluntly, internal energy is the power of strong muscles. Fang Hao has been trying for a long time how to make this power leak out of the body. However, after many days of research, he found that it is not possible, but he can use internal energy to reach his fingertips.
, the lethality is astonishing.
It's just that the fingertips are not muscles at the fingertips, but bones.
Fang Hao tried to strengthen his bones, but it didn't work. Later he discovered that the small bones in his fingertips had a certain effect. After a period of strengthening, Fang Hao's fingertips are now surprisingly strong.
So, at that critical moment, Fang Hao boldly used his fingers to hit Minghong's fist.
The result was just as Fang Hao expected. This time, Minghong suffered a big loss.
"Ah...what's going on? Hall Master Ming's fist is on his fist, how come there are blood holes!"
"How is it possible? Could it be that the clicking sound just now was caused by someone named Fang's finger piercing Minghong's fist?"
"...It's incredible!"
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Minghong retracted his hand with an ugly expression and looked at the two bloody holes that penetrated his hand bones. In addition to pain, there was more disbelief in his eyes. He didn't believe that the opponent's two fingers were worse than his fist.
If you want to be tough, the opponent's inner strength is not as high as his!
But the fact was right in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.
At this time, Minghong felt the heartbreaking pain coming from his fist, and blood was dripping non-stop.
Minghong's facial muscles trembled for a while. He had never lost in a one-on-one fight. Even in fights of the same level, he had never lost, and the battle almost ended quickly.
But today, I faced a guy whose internal strength and cultivation were worse than my own. Not only did I fight for a long time, but I also suffered a big loss in the end.
The bones in his hands were punctured. If his hands were not treated as soon as possible, they would probably become useless. But before that, he had to do one more thing, which was to kill the guy who had brought shame on him!
For a moment, his blood-covered palms dropped casually, a cold murderous intention flowed on his face, and there seemed to be only one word in his eyes, kill! (To be continued)