Silence!
As soon as Zhou Xuan's words fell, the disciples in the boxing gym who had been spewing vulgarities were like chickens stuck in their throats. They fell silent.
Shocked!
In this day and age, there was actually someone who was fighting a life-and-death battle!
Moreover, he was fighting a life and death battle with the famous Southern Fist King of Xiangjiang. Wasn't this courting death?
Ignoring the silent students, Zhou Xuan took off the signboard of the King of Southern Boxing's boxing club and slapped the King of Southern Boxing's face twice. Then, he spat and continued to shout at the silent boxing club,
"A life-and-death battle!"
" Southern Fist King, do you dare to answer?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice full of energy rang out from within the boxing hall.
"Junior, didn't your parents teach you?”
"Picking up a person's plaque is equivalent to killing one's parents!”
"Today, I will use your blood to wash away the filth on the board!”
"Pa!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a crisp sound was heard. Then, in the boxing hall, the Southern Fist King, who was wearing a gray Tang suit, placed the teacup in his hand on the table lightly.
The moment the teacup fell, it shattered.
There were also many holes on the table that looked like pinholes. Suddenly, Nan Quan Wang had mastered the fist technique, from the open force to the hidden force.
Then, Nan Quan King shook his clothes, stood up, and strode toward Zhou Xuan.
When Nan Quan King was five meters away from Zhou Xuan's voice, he suddenly accelerated. Almost at the next moment, Nan Quan King's shoulder was placed horizontally, and his palm pushed forward, unleashing the ultimate killing move of Bajiquan, Iron Mountain Leap!
The move was like thunder, powerful and heavy.
Looking at the Southern Fist King's actions, the pupils of the students of the boxing gym suddenly burst out with a touch of cruel excitement.
As students of the Southern Fist King's boxing academy, they had seen their master, the Southern Fist King, use this force to knock a bull three meters away!
One strike!
With just one strike, the skeleton of the adult yellow cow that weighed a thousand pounds was killed!
They had no doubt that if the Southern Fist King's Iron Mountain Reliance hit the target, the big circle baby who had taken off their own plaque would definitely not survive!
But…
While the students were excited, their master, Southern Fist King, had a look of surprise in his eyes. He could clearly see that the little kid who was about thirteen or fourteen years old and who had provoked him to challenge the dojo actually used Iron Mountain Leash.
He assumed the same posture as himself. The moment he took a step forward, he leaned to the side and pushed with one hand. He used the same Iron Mountain Rush as himself and leaned towards him!
Using his fists to fight head-on!
Yes, it was true.
Zhou Xuan had no intention of dodging at all. The moment he saw the other party use Iron Mountain Rush, he set up a fist stance to meet it head-on!
Pa, pa, pa!
Unlike the Iron Mountain Rest of the King of Southern Boxing, which was full of hidden force and restrained momentum, the moment Zhou Xuan used the Iron Mountain Rest of the peak of light force, several explosions sounded in the air like firecrackers.
It crashed towards him with astonishing power.
"Bang!"
It was too late to say.
Zhou Xuannan's shoulders instantly collided with the Fist King's.
"Not good!"
At first, when he heard the explosion of the Bright Force, there was a hint of disdain on his face. However, when the real collision happened, he knew that things were not good!
This strength was wrong!
Sensing the sudden burst of power at his shoulder, which was not like the monstrous power of the light force, Nan Quan Wang wanted to retreat and escape!
However!
It was too late. At that moment, Zhou Xuan's shoulder, which had been filled with the other party's hidden force, slightly shrugged, and an even more domineering force exploded!
"Bang!"
One punch with nine echoes. Above the peak of light force, under the stacking of the nine forces to make a breakthrough, an internal force expert like the Jiangnan Fist King was hit by a muffled sound.
Like a rag sack, he was sent flying by Zhou Xuantie's explosive force.
"Phew!"
"Bang!"
Crack! Crack!
In the next moment,
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the students of the Southern Fist King's boxing club.
Their master, the famous Xiangjiang Fist King, smashed the tables and chairs in the boxing hall. The force that had not dissipated traveled along the body of the Southern Fist King and hit the tables and chairs. Like a bomb explosion, the tables and chairs in the boxing hall were all smashed.
But…
Compared to the broken tables and chairs, what made the students even more stupefied was that their master, Nan Quan Wang, had already lost all strength in his shoulders. His sternum had caved in, and he was lying on the ground, spitting out blood. He couldn't be more dead!
Suddenly!
Under the confrontation of the Iron Mountain Push, the Southern Fist King was defeated and died!
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