Comprehensive comic: Starting from killing Kaoru Kaoru’s talent in seconds, he becomes stronger

Chapter 364

Originally, Yang Haiwang had extremely high confidence in his physical strength.

Old-style artillery bombing and 30-meter-high waterfall initiation lasting one day and one night.

Being run over by a large car, etc. without being damaged.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kind of physical body's ability to withstand blows is like a diamond.

As a leader in the Vajra Boxing genre, Yang Haiwang is even more of a top master.

In terms of physical pressure resistance alone, it should be regarded as the best among many sea kings.

However.

Yang Haiwang, who was extremely confident in his body, slowly raised his fist at the moment Mo Wen.

A sudden palpitation arose in my heart.

It was an extremely terrifying feeling, as if any object would be destroyed under that fist.

"How can it be!"

"I don't believe that no one can break my Vajra body! nobody!"

Yang Haiwang yelled in his heart, feeling ashamed and angry that he had such an illusion.

But as a boxer at the level of Haiwang, this whim feeling can be said to be quite accurate. Even if he doesn't believe it, he can't deny that Mo Wen did give him He brought extremely strong oppression.

As a result, Yang Haiwang could not accept it even more.

He took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, and thick veins appeared on the surface of his body.

"bring it on!"

Yang Haiwang's eyes widened and he was ready for everything.

Seeing this scene, the audience at the scene seemed to be aware of Yang Haiwang's nervousness.

Even at the entrance of the passage, Fan Haiwang, Mao Haiwang and others who were watching the battle also noticed , thereby showing doubts

"What is King Yang Hai doing? It was just a young man's fist, but it was so nervous. Fan Haiwang had a sullen face, feeling baffled.

Mao Haiwang crossed his hands across his chest, nodded and said:"I always feel that Yang Haiwang is making a fuss. His body is so hard that even I find it difficult. He doesn't think that kid can hurt him, right?" ?"

The two Sea Kings were dissatisfied with Yang Haiwang's performance.

On the other side of the passage,

Fan Ma Renya and Lie Haiwang both opened their eyes wide and looked at the ring without blinking.

Because they also wanted to see, at this time How strong is Mo Wen?

Since losing to Mo Wen, these two people have been working hard to practice and want to avenge their shame.

Now is a good opportunity to find out the depth of each other's strength.

Not only the two of them.

Even Ali Er Shi Ye watched this scene with great interest.

"I don’t know which one is more powerful than my Muhammad Ali boxing style."......

In the arena.

Looking at Yang Haiwang who was waiting with a serious expression.

Mo Wen clenched his right fist and slowly pulled it back.

"Um? A thinly veiled attack?"

Seeing that Mo Wen didn't seem to be feinting, Yang Haiwang was a little surprised.

But it just so happened that only by defeating the opponent in the area he was most proud of could he taste the joy of winning.

But Yang Haiwang didn't know what he was thinking. This was exactly what Mo Wen was thinking.

As Mo Wen gradually moved his right hand back, a depressing and terrifying aura rushed towards Yang Haiwang.

The moment he felt the pressure of this aura, cold sweat fell directly from Yang Haiwang's forehead. appeared and flowed along his cheeks to his chin.

His pupils trembled slightly, but despite this, the body standing on the ground was still like a stone mountain, unmoved.

Seeing this,

Mo Wen nodded secretly in his heart.

In the original work, Yang Haiwang and During the battle, Oliba was crushed into a cripple by one hand.

This does not mean that Yang Haiwang is not strong, but because he neglected the training of his lower body, that is, his legs.

If he could be as strong as Lie Haiwang It's not like he was crushed into a meat pie by Oliba's hand

"I hope you can bring me a little surprise, Yang Haiwang."

Thinking of this,

Mo Wen punched out.

At this moment, all the eyes of the audience were focused on the fist with distinct joints and a dazzling luster under the light.

The next second, the fist hit Yang Haiwang brazenly. The chest.

Seeing this, the audience present were surprised.

Because the place Mo Wen attacked was not the face, abdomen, or ribs.

Instead, it was the sternum, a part protected by the pectoralis major muscle.

"Could it be that Mo Wen hit the wrong position?"

Not only the audience present, but also Yang Haiwang thought that Mo Wen had hit the wrong place.

"You actually chose to attack my chest. Didn’t you know that the part I exercise the most is my chest muscles?"

Yang Haiwang sneered in his heart and tightened his chest muscles more and more.

His chest can catch cannonballs, but how can a fist punched by a mere human body compare with a cannonball.

Just when Yang Haiwang was extremely confident.

Mo Wen The fist has been imprinted on his chest. It even sunk deeply into his chest.

At this moment, Yang Haiwang's expression changed drastically.

Bang!

Click!

Accompanied by a huge muffled sound of broken bones, Yang Haiwang felt like he was coming out of his chest. It flew out like a cannonball.

The body weighing more than 100KG flew more than ten meters away and slammed into the wall.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Yang Haiwang's mouth, staining the concrete floor red.

He stared at the figure standing in the center of the ring with his bloodshot eyes wide open.

And on his chest, there was a piece that collapsed several centimeters. A dent the size of a fist.

Plop.

Yang Haiwang slipped from the wall and fell to his knees.

"my gold...Strong body..."

He murmured vaguely in his mouth.

His eyes widened as if he couldn't believe that the powerful body he was so proud of could be broken by a punch.

Subsequently.

Yang Haiwang couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

Completely passed out......

Mo Wen slowly retracted his fist and waited for a moment, but he still didn't hear the system's beep.

"What's going on, the system, where are the points?"Mo Wen secretly thought in his heart.

No matter what, the other party is still a sea king, so he can't even have any points, right?

"To answer the host, 50 points is the minimum unit."

The cold mechanical voice responded.

Hearing this, Mo Wen understood.

Judging from the points based on the probability that the opponent can defeat him.

This means that Yang Haiwang has no chance of defeating him.

"A boring fight."

Coming to this conclusion, Mo Wen patted his clothes expressionlessly.

Then he left the ring and walked towards the passage.

He didn't care about the dead silence at the scene.

Until Mo Wen left, the scene suddenly became uproar like boiling water.......

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