Wu alchemy body

Chapter 125

Everyone in the arena has long been numb, and in a short period of time, this kid has set a record of 79 consecutive victories. At this time, the fighters who challenged Sun Yi flew onto the arena one by one, and because Sun Yi was not like Yang Kang who had to fight every time Killing the challenged warriors, Sun Yi just knocked them off the stage.

This also made many warriors challenge Sun Yi one by one, and the battle platform was full of boiling sounds.

At this moment, Sun Yi actually didn't have much consumption, but as the winning streak continued, the previous one punch turned into two punches and then a few more moves. It is really easy for Sun Yi now.

"I'm here to end your winning streak." Another figure flew out from under the battle platform, with a terrifying aura rising from his body, and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Dharma Body.

"You are too weak."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense." The man yelled violently, spun his footsteps, and shot towards Sun Yi, the cold poisonous claws in his hands fluctuated in the air, and a chilly pressure hit him Forced to Sun Yi.

Sun Yi felt the insidiousness of the poisonous claw, his eyes were fixed on the poisonous claw, and he was not afraid. He jumped up into the air, and a golden fist in the air suddenly condensed, as if a domineering and selfish aura was actually dispelling the evil. cold.

"Break!" There was a rumbling sound, the voice was slightly muffled, and the domineering strength destroyed the poisonous claw in an instant. Sun Yi's body was fixed on the spot like an old monk, but the man backed a few meters, quarreling. There was a trace of blood everywhere, and his arms trembled slightly.

"Good boy, your strength is not weak." The man's face was cloudy and cloudy, and a more gloomy breath pressed towards Sun Yi under his feet, his claws were as sharp and vicious as eagle claws, and he leaped into the air, Grabbing towards Sun Yi like an eagle preying on food.

A cold light flashed in Sun Yi's eyes, the soles of his feet were fixed on the spot, and his eyes were fixed on the claw that came at him. His arm was covered with a layer of golden energy, and he raised it slightly, and the claw was getting closer and closer to Sun Yi's pupils.

There was an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, followed by a fiercer fist wind, and the terrifying punch directly hit the eagle claw. The tyrannical impact was like a shock wave, and a burst of ripples spread on the battle platform, making it difficult for everyone. The golden fist he believed in directly knocked the man away from Sun Yi, but Sun Yi looked relaxed, as if the fight just now was nothing at all.

"Eighty consecutive victories, who will come to the stage to fight." Another person came to the stage to challenge, and was immediately punched by Sun Yi.

"85 consecutive victories."

"Ninety consecutive victories."

"95 consecutive victories."

"98 consecutive victories, who will end his winning streak."

"Yum! Yum!"

The crowd in the arena roared like a tsunami, and with two victories left, another hundred-game winning streak came out, and it was a mid-stage martial artist who had never been seen before.

"I'm here to take over No.90 Nine Wars!" Suddenly, a chubby man in a black Chinese suit walked out of the crowd, and the appearance of this man did not provoke ridicule from the crowd. Instead, it became eerily quiet.

"Fat boy Mantis, ranks tenth on the list of strong players in Blood Martial Border City."

"It seems that Blood Yuanzong can't sit still anymore, and is going to send a strong man to end his winning streak. This is the most exciting moment."

The voices of discussion among the crowd came to Sun Yi's ears, causing Sun Yi to frown. What kind of abilities does this chubby fat man have?

What made Sun Yi dumbfounded was that the fat man's way of getting on the battle stage was different from others, he jumped up in the air, his round body rolled several times in the air like a meat ball and landed on the battle stage.

But Sun Yi couldn't laugh at this funny scene, instead it made Sun Yi vigilant, this fat man was not easy to deal with.

And the fat man didn't seem to have the awareness of being a strong man. After rolling a few times on the battlefield, he patted the dirt on his body, his cheeks full of fat squeezed his mung bean-like eyes into the fat, and what was even more ridiculous was his face. The grease on the face will solidify the dust stuck on the face.

"Oh, that kid, just roll off the battle stage honestly. The fat man didn't want to do anything today. It's all because of you. This fat man was picked up by that person to deal with you, kid. Hurry up and admit defeat. This fat man has to go back!" Get a good night's sleep." After speaking, the fat man raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he thought he was very chic, and looked at Sun Yi with a complacent expression.

Fatty's funny opening remarks made Sun Yi stunned for a while. This is the top ten powerhouses on the blood-martial border. Do you want to be so funny? However, this scene made Sun Yi more cautious. From what he said, this is a special purpose His winning streak is strong.

"There's so much nonsense, I want to see what you're capable of." Sun Yi's eyes showed coldness, he raised his arm into a fist, and stepped out at the speed of his feet, shooting in front of the fat man at the speed of an arrow. The shock was on the fat man's fat body.

What surprised Sun Yi was that his punch seemed to hit the cotton, and [-]% of his force was unloaded. The fat man just rolled around on the ring like a ball, and then looked at it with a smile. Sun Yi:
"Boy, your strength is not bad, and you can actually make Fat Master feel pain. How about Fat Master's devil-eating skill?"

"Demon-eating skill?" Sun Yi frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled look. It's a weird skill, named after food.

"Fatty, come again." Although Sun Yi was puzzled, he didn't hesitate, he stepped forward again at an extremely fast speed, his hands were filled with golden light, and the domineering punches enveloped him again. The funny fatty in front of him made him feel interested.

But a strange scene appeared. Facing Sun Yi who was coming from the spurt, the fat man still looked at Sun Yi with a smile, and he was not frightened at all in the face of the terrifying punch.

The fat man took a deep breath, and his body, which was already full of fat, actually swelled up, making him look even more bloated, and his whole body was wrapped in fat.

Fatty's change made Sun Yi's punch slightly stagnant, but Sun Yi still punched Fatty, but what surprised Sun Yi was that his own punch hit Fatty, and he was sent flying like a The ball unloaded its own strength out of thin air.

What Sun Yi didn't know was that the devil-eating kung fu was practiced with food, the better the food, the higher the speed of improvement, so everyone's task in the demon-eating sect was to eat, and everyone was like the fat man in front of him, Many warriors are unwilling to fight against them, because this group of people fights too disgustingly, and defeating them will not gain any benefits.

"Boy, how about Fatty's move, let's eat Fatty's move again." I saw the fat man who was blown into the air by Sun Yi in a strange posture, like a praying mantis, but it was a Fat Mantis.

"Eat this punch from Fat Master!"

Fatty's body was constantly posing in various poses in mid-air, and the original fat on his body quickly shrank back into his body with a wave of shaking, returning to its original appearance, and a disgusting smell of fat spread into Sun Yi's nose between.

"No wonder it's called Fat Mantis!" This scene of the fat man made Sun Yi laugh, but he didn't dare to be careless, the golden light on his arm reappeared, and he rushed towards the fat man with lightning speed, he wanted to experience the horror of the Mantis Fist.

The two quickly fought together, and then their bodies were separated at the touch of a touch, and after they retreated, they collided again.

Fatty's Praying Mantis Fist has been practiced really well, the punch in his hand is not weak in his fat body, like a mantis striking a prey fiercely, and Fatty's eyes looking at Sun Yi are as hot as looking at food.

The void was trembling because of the battle between the two, and Fatty's Mantis Fist seemed to be able to cut through the void, and the fierce wind of the fist was tightly attached to Sun Yi's body, like a sharp knife.

During the battle, Sun Yi also felt a burst of pressure. Although the fat man was acting funny, his strength was fully revealed. This fat man did not mean that he was strong, but the strangeness of his magic skills made Sun Yi wonder how to attack him. .

"This kid can fight Fat Mantis like this. So powerful."

"Yes! I'm really looking forward to what kind of strong man this kid will send to end his Lien Chan if he can defeat Fat Mantis against Blood Yuanzong."

The scene on the stage made everyone's blood boil.

Praying Mantis Slash!
Fatty suddenly yelled, the praying mantis in his hand turned into a fist and leaped into the void, a poisonous green energy appeared, as if he had really turned into a poisonous praying mantis, and the poisonous aura in the void directly directed at Sun Yi Cut it off, it seems that Fatty can't wait to end the battle.

"I'm just waiting for you." Sun Yi snorted, advancing instead of retreating, his two golden arms opened wide and closed, his fists vibrated majesticly, without fear, he directly met the fat man's attack.

Rumble!
The golden energy is so strong that Wang Yang melted the poisonous green energy like a bubble as soon as Wang Yang came into contact with Fatty's energy, while Mantis Slash was like encountering a nemesis, as soon as the domineering fist touched the Mantis Fist, the fat man was blown away. Knocked out of the battle platform, the chubby body rolled down to the bottom of the battle platform.

If he didn't have that weird skill, this fat man would not be able to do ten tricks in Sun Yi's hands.

It's a pity that Fatty chose to fight physically, and Sun Yi didn't want to entangle with him any longer. It would take too much time to defeat him, but it would be much easier to just kick him out of the arena.

"99 consecutive victories, who will end his 99 consecutive victories." The martial artist who announced the winning streak earlier looked excited and excited. Is this an opportunity for him to produce a strong man with a hundred consecutive victories?
(End of this chapter)