Chapter 66 The first game!

Although many people are waiting in a hurry, no one wants to leave like this. Such a scene may be missed, and you will never see it again in your life. So even if Wu Hanyan's boxer did not appear, everyone had to wait.

Zhao Jingtian stood upright, not affected by the crowd around him at all. He closed his eyes and passed the boxing skills he had learned countless times in his mind over and over again. After a long time, the surroundings suddenly calmed down, and Zhao Jingtian opened his eyes.

A bald strong man stood a few meters away from Zhao Jingtian and said, "Are you Zhao Jingtian?" There was disdain and hostility in the hoarse voice.

Zhao Jingtian said coldly, "It's me. Leave your name, lest I don't even know who killed myself.

"I don't have a name, and others call me Iron Head King. Boy, lead me to death!" The bald and strong man bumped into each other and rushed towards Zhao Jingtian like a bison.

"This man's speed is not slow!" Zhao Jingtian did not dare to be careless and performed the two major body boxing skills - Shuimu Fan Liubu. In an instant, Zhao Jingtian's figure seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the person had floated a few meters away.

"This boy's speed is so fast!" The expressions on everyone's faces were different, and the cold water Ruowei in the holy city couldn't help shouting, "This is not my master's flowing clouds!"

Zhao Jingtian's natural behavior is not flowing clouds, but water and wood wandering. However, no one knows this footwork, because it was invented by Zhao Jingtian himself and named by Zhao Jingtian himself.

"Haha, it seems that Zhao Jingtian will win the first game." Yue Yuhao looked proud, as if Zhao Jingtian was really his son.

Wu Hanyan sneered and didn't say anything, and continued to pay attention to the situation in the field.

The scene was extremely beneficial to Zhao Jingtian. He used his quick body method to turn the iron-headed king around, so that the iron-headed king's attack could not have any effect. The iron-headed king is like Zhao Jingtian's follower. Zhao Jingtian flashed to the east, and the iron-headed king punched to the east; Zhao Jingtian floated to the north, and the iron-headed king flew and kicked to the north. If it goes on like this, it won't take long. The Iron-headed King will definitely be exhausted and defeated.

However, since he is a wind-breaking boxer sent by Wu Hanyan, how can he be defeated so easily? Seeing that his close attack could not be effective, the iron-headed king stopped and looked at Zhao Jingtian with only that cold eyes.

"Damn! If I don't take the initiative to attack him, he can be undefeated. Humph, if you don't move, am I going to move?" Zhao Jingtian will not be stupid enough to waste his strength to attack this kind of bull. Once he gets close to this kind of guy, the consequences will be very serious!

Zhao Jingtian also stopped, more than ten meters away from the Iron Head King. Even if the Iron-headed King suddenly made trouble, he still had time to dodge.

Unexpectedly, the Iron-headed King stood still and smiled strangely at Zhao Jingtian: "You were fooled..."

"What?" Zhao Jingtian's face changed wildly, because he had found danger!

Where the Iron-headed King attacked with his fist just now, a wisp of fists were formed in the empty space, quickly connecting to form a network of fists!

"How can you hide your fist in the space for so long? What kind of boxing skill is this?" As long as the boxer has that kind of consciousness in his mind: after the punch is hit, as long as he doesn't hit the person, it will soon dissipate. But today, the iron-headed king made everyone understand a truth: as long as there is a suitable boxing skill, nothing is impossible!

hong... Dozens of brown earthy fists hit Zhao Jingtian crazily like hail. Zhao Jingtian was in a hurry for a while before he broke up his fists one by one.

"Haha, boy. Go to hell!" The iron-headed king smiled ferociously and rushed to Zhao Jingtian like a tiger. His fist was only about 30 centimeters away from Zhao Jingtian's chest!

"It's not good!" Zhao Jingtian's face changed and instinctively used the capture hand taught him by Yan Yaoying. He flipped the veins on the iron-headed king's hand with one hand, trying to take the opportunity to put down the iron-headed king. Unexpectedly, the iron-headed king didn't care about the hand he was held by Zhao Jingtian, and the other hand swept towards Zhao Jingtian's temple like a thick iron bar!

Bang! Zhao Jingtian held the iron-headed king's wrist tightly with the other hand, and the two sides clenched their four hands, unexpectedly began to compare strength! Both of them are boxers, but this fight is like ordinary people. However, everyone did not boo, because they knew that it was very dangerous at this time. As long as there was a little power, waiting for that person must be directly destroyed!

Although Zhao Jingtian's body has been tempered by blood taboos, it is far stronger than the boxers of the same level, but the iron-headed king is killed from the underground boxing ring, and the level is one level higher than Zhao Jingtian, purely stronger than his body. Zhao Jingtian is still much weaker than his opponent!

"Brother Tian!" Looking at Zhao Jingtian's trembling body and the sweat on her forehead, Zhao Xuan, who was watching the battle on the court, was so anxious that her tears were about to fall down. If she hadn't been pulled by Ning Yingxi, Zhao Xuan would definitely have run to the court.

"Kid, aren't you that strong? If you can't get through this, I will always despise you!" Ninglingxi meditated in her heart, but her eyes also showed concerns that she had not noticed.

The wrestling between the two entered the white-hot stage, and the power of the five elements of Zhao Jingtian's body flowed rapidly, and the five-color breath kept steaming from him. In contrast, there is no sign of excessive consumption on the Iron Head King. It seems that Zhao Jingtian is about to lose this battle!

Seeing that Zhao Jingtian was unable to do it, the Iron-headed King expected that he would definitely win. He couldn't help grinning and said, "Kid, do you know why I'm called Iron-headed King? Haha! Because my head is also an attack weapon!"

As soon as the words fell, the iron-headed king's bare head suddenly went to the top of Zhao Jingtian's face. If this is true, Zhao Jingtian will definitely be smashed and his brain will burst!

Unexpectedly, it was late. At that time, Zhao Jingtian suddenly leaned back to avoid the impact of the iron-headed king's head. At the same time, with the impulse of the iron-headed king himself, he threw his hands back and threw the iron-headed king out!

"It's so dangerous!" Zhao Jingtian was soaked with sweat. If the Iron-headed King hadn't reminded Zhao Jingtian for a moment, he might not have been able to avoid this blow!

"Bum!" The iron-headed king was thrown more than ten meters away, and his body fell to the ground like a heavy object, throwing the ground into a cracked pit.

"Good job!" People around can't help shouting for the battle. This kind of life-and-death duel can only be seen by spending money to go underground boxing. For example, those ordinary people have no chance to see it at all. Today, they finally saw it.

However, Zhao Jingtian doesn't think this is a glorious thing. Who will put his life on such a dangerous occasion to win people's applause? Zhao Jingtian is not such a fool!

"Wow!" Ninglingxi took a long breath: "It's finally not too disappointing."

The iron-headed king got up from the ground and spat a few mouthfuls of stone powder: "Kid, the reaction is very fast! However, you haven't won yet. Don't be happy too early!"

Zhao Jingtian began to fight with twelve points of spirit: "What other moves are there? Call them all out!"

"Good boy, I won't waste time with you today. If you can die under Uncle Ben's fist, you won't waste your life!" The Iron-headed King rushed forward, waved his fists non-stop, and countless earthen fists came overwhelmingly towards Zhao Jingtian. Earthen boxing spirit boxing skills - thousands of magic boxing, turn the fist shadow with the fist spirit, and the fist shadow into the fist spirit. Once the target is locked and begins to be used, the fist spirit will continue to fly out, and there is no possibility for the opponent to avoid it!

"This boy, you are going to die!" Shen Nan, Shen Lanyue and Shen Minghao also sat on the sidelines to watch the battle. Seeing this situation, Shen Nan was in a good mood.

"Since you can't avoid it, then fight!" Zhao Jingtian gritted his teeth, gathered the earthly power of his whole body in his fists, and collapsed in an instant!

Amazing situation appeared: the fists of the Iron-headed King quickly gathered together, turned into a shadow suspended above the Iron-headed King's head, and instantly pressed down on the Iron-headed King!

Bang! The Iron-headed King is like a little frog flattened by a boulder, and his body has changed from a three-dimensional to a pile of meat sauce!

Shen Nan almost dropped his chin in consterling: "Mount Tai landslide! How can he have such a strong local power! This bastard!"

The six people in the City of Holy Heaven are all sharp-eyed people. As soon as Zhao Jingtian's move came out, everyone turned their eyes to Ning Baiyi. Jin Hongzhe said coldly, "Brother Ning is really willing. Even the secret skills of Muling Villa have been passed on to this boy. Unexpectedly, this boy actually used the flower grafting wood and used his opponent's local fist to use this move to collapse Mount Tai. This iron-headed king died without injustice at all!"