Global Adventure: The Strongest Anchorman in History

"Since you apologize sincerely, then I will kill you!"

The forgiveness hat did not have the desired effect on Zao King, who had a heart as solid as a rock. He shook his arms and stretched out his two arms from his sleeves.

His palms are very big, twice as big as normal ones.

The lower part of the arm is equally thick, which makes it feel very abnormal. The more I look at it, the more awkward it becomes.

The skin of 꿛's arm 껗 is covered with dense Tibetan characters, like a charm, which is very strange.

After King Tibet became serious, his aura also changed significantly. He seemed to be a Buddhist, but he showed an evil nature. He opened his palms and muttered incomprehensible mantras.

His mouth was moving, and he was not idle either. The left and right sides of the great Zao King were drawing circles in the sky.

The more you draw, the faster you draw.

There are also more and more 꿛.

It was as if several more 꿛 had grown out of thin air, and it was dazzling to see.

Those densely packed Tibetan characters also exude a ghostly light.

"Tremble! 꼎그!"

King Tibet approached Ye Xing step by step.

Ye Xing wanted to chop him, but he felt as if his body was confused and he couldn't make any effort. His brain was in chaos, and the "flower" in front of him had the power to disturb his mind.

Can't stare anymore!

As soon as Ye Xing changed his gaze, Dazao launched his ultimate move.

In an instant, several palm shadows blasted towards Ye Xing crazily.

"A virtual shadow? No, it's not a virtual one!"

Ye Xing, who made the wrong judgment, received a slap and his blood surged, and he hurriedly stepped back to distance himself.

"Is this the famous skill of King Tibet, the Stupa? It really has a different sound!"

"Those who don't understand will think that this method is a blinding method, but it is not true. Every palm is real. The great Tibetans practiced hard for more than ten years and developed such speed and explosive power. It is really amazing. For God’s sake!”

"I heard that King Tibet also has a special move. He can dance and create thousands of palm shadows. He never fails to fight against the enemy. I really want to see it."

"That's his base. Every time he uses it, it will cause irreparable damage to both arms. He won't use it easily unless his life is at stake."

"Who do you think will win this battle?"

"The King of Tibet gained the upper hand by waiting for work, but Ye Xing was scratched by a white bear before and was hit in the chest by a palm mark just now. The winning rate is probably not high."

During the preparations for the battle in Area A, the candidates analyzed and commented on the battle situation and were not very optimistic about Ye Xing.

The dense shadows of palms came like a violent storm, each palm stronger and fiercer than the last.

As the saying goes, it's hard to beat the palm of your hand with your fists, let alone the palm of your hand?

So fierce!

Ye Xing was surrounded by palm shadows and unable to escape, and 꿛꿗's knife was also knocked off.

"Original Aegis!"

No longer hesitating, Ye Xing drew out 50% of his original energy to create a semi-invisible shield in front of him, resisting the incoming palm prints.

"Condensing Qi into a shield?"

Zao, who thought he had a chance to win, was a little confused by this move. His 땡꿛 pagoda could break steel, but it was blocked by a small shield.

It's unbelievable.

Dazao cannot maintain high-intensity explosive power for a long time, and once he weakens, his opponent may seize the flaw.

He believes that this shield is Ye Xing's trump card to save his life. As long as this shield is broken, he can win the game.

We can't delay any longer, we must fight quickly.

As soon as he thought of this, Zao King took a sharp breath and roared: "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!"

The Tibetan characters on 꿛arm껗 bloomed with intense light as if they came alive.

"The Living Buddha came to this world - Thousand Pagodas!!!"

King Zao finally used the box-pressing technique.

The number of 꿛 palms in the void 꿗 increased exponentially, from 땡 to a thousand.

And all the palm prints have grown in size and turned gray-brown.

The power of each palm is 누hua, and the power of Thousand 꿛 Pagoda is ten times that of 땡꿛 Pagoda!

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, bang!

After being slapped, the original Aegis finally couldn't hold on anymore and turned into a stream of light and scattered.

"You bastard, suffer death!"

The great Tibetan king smiled ferociously and directed his firepower at Ye Xing.

"The first level of the Six Paths of Secrets—the Heavenly Path!"

Ye Xing had no choice but to activate the six-path mode to improve his body skills, and used ghost dance steps to dodge left and right in the shadow of Qian Dao's palms, flip and move.

Snap, snap, snap, snap!

The garnet paved floor left many palm prints.

One can imagine how powerful and domineering his palm skills are.

Ordinarily, if I receive a palm from the front, my feces and urine will flow out and my body will be torn apart!

Kick, kick, kick!

Ye Xing jumped into the air and held the knife again.

"Damn rat, don't hide if you have the guts!"

The king's 꿛palm followed closely behind him in pursuit, but the speed and power were not as powerful as at the beginning.

"Heh, who said I'm going to hide?"

"One move can kill you, but keep your eyes peeled!"

“Go against the current—the dragon sucks the water!”

Ye Xing raised the tip of the knife and shot up a thick water column against the sky.

"sucker Punch!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Dazao's mouth. He knew that having no place to stay in the air was a good opportunity to kill him. He gritted his teeth and tightened his scalp, and his thousand palms were condensed into two huge palms.

"Death seal!"

Snap! The king's two hands suddenly struck together, and the giant palms of the void joined tightly with his movement, trying to beat the leaf star between them into a pulp.

"Come on, Water Storm Air Current Slash!"

Ye Xing rolled up the water column and opened a gap between his palms.

The two big moves collided, and it was hard to tell them apart for a moment, and the water was shining.

Bang!

After a few seconds of stalemate, the giant palms finally hit each other perfectly.

The water inside sputtered and flew away, turning into rain falling all over the sky.

"Hmph, you think you are the protagonist. You are too young to fight with me! Goose, goose, goose, goose!"

The sweaty Tibetan king burst into arrogant laughter.

When the huge palm in the sky dissipated, King Tibet's laughter stopped abruptly.

The expected scene of Ye Xing being turned into a pulp did not appear.

Even Ye Xing's body disappeared.

Hey!

What about 그?

Where have you gone?

Hum hum ~

What sound?

It sounds like the sound of some kind of electrical appliance starting up?

It came from behind the butt!

"The Secret of Electric Drills ♦ Thousand Years of Killing!"

At some point, Ye Xing squatted half-crouched behind Zao Wang. He took out an extra electric drill, turned it on to the highest setting, and pushed it forward with all his strength.

"Uh... I'm a mother-in-law! Ahhhhhh!!!"

King Tibet howled in agony, his face extremely distorted.

His hemorrhoids were completely cured...