Chapter 83 Snow Fist

Where he had just left, Jiang Ze, dressed in black, was standing there with a smile, but along his feet, there was a trace of cracks on the stage.

"You really impress me!" Jiang Ze looked disdainfully at Hua Xing. There are many second-generation members of the Hua Group. Although Hua Xing has been regarded as the best among them, as the holy church in white, he knows very well that this kind of claimed 'prince' is just a puppet. On the one hand, it is to protect the real prospective family owner, and on the other hand, it is to make the prospective owner in his heart. There is pressure and never relax!

Although Hua Xing is good in all aspects, it is obviously not very talented in martial arts. This kind of innate thing is not the only limitation of choosing a family owner, but it is one of the most important ones. After all, dragons can't be leaderless, and a huge family can't let a person who can't protect themselves in power.

"Look at it with new eyes? It should be that I look at it with new eyes!" Pan Hongsheng looked at Jiang Ze coldly, that is, Lao Jiang, who had been half-dead and fled by his big back.

Not to mention the strength of the other party, you can't compare with this forbearance alone. If there are a few such people around you, you will definitely not have a better life in the future.

"You don't deserve to look at me with new eyes. At least, you don't deserve it in the later stage of refining." Pan Hongsheng stared at the other party and was slightly stunned.

He didn't see the other party's movements, and Jiang Ze's voice was obviously heard in his ear. Obviously, this was the state of forcing the sound into a line and the late stage of refining the spirit!

His face was obviously dark. Pan Hongsheng had not met a character in the later stage of gas refining so far. The reason why he knew this was what the old man said when he accidentally talked to the old man.

In the old man's words, people in the middle of the gas refining god are not afraid of being hit by cars, while people in the later stage of the gas refining god are not afraid of being hit by trucks!

A very vivid metaphor, but Pan Hongsheng clearly understands the gap between the two!

"It really doesn't deserve it." Pan Hongsheng sighed and admitted this.

Although he has been refining gas in the middle and late period, the gap with Jiang Ze is too obvious. Although he is not discouraged, he also knows that he is definitely not an opponent now.

"Well, now I'll give you a chance to catch it, and then I'll be the successor and take you to the sanctuary. Your Su family can also survive this time." Jiang Ze still smiled, and Hua Xing's face when he heard this was obviously dark, but it was quickly covered up.

At this moment, the audience under the stage heard this sentence but there was an obvious mess. The other party has said that as long as Pan Hongsheng agrees, he will let go of Su Group and even join hands with Su Group to wander in Jinjiang. What about these people?

Everyone's hearts were raised, but the next moment they lost a long breath, and the eyes of Pan Hongsheng were also vaguely admired.

"Forget it, I don't have the final say about this matter." Touching his nose, Pan Hongsheng refused with a wry smile, and then gently stepped back a few steps, carefully waiting for the other party to take action.

Being a dog for others, whether it is Pan Huashan or his son Pan Hongsheng, there is no concept of being a dog at all when it is taught from the old man.

They will not give up their dreams and their freedom for the sake of money and power, or even give up their freedom for life, because their surname is Pan, which was raised by Mr. Liu.

"So you are going to give up?" Jiang Ze's tone was obviously a little regrettable. He could see that Pan Hongsheng was not very old, and he could have the current strength in his early twenties. Before he had general professional training, he could imagine that the other party's martial arts talent was very high. If he was absorbed into the white church, he would definitely be a pillar in the future.

"It's not giving up, it's impossible to join."

"I know." Looking at Pan Hongsheng looking at himself cautiously with his mouth squeezed, Jiang Ze shook his head with a smile, and then his whole body shook from side to side. With the shaking of his shoulders, a layer of momentum that seemed to be visible slowly permeated the whole stage.

Feeling the increasing pressure, Pan Hongsheng knew that he would not have a chance to turn over at this. He bent his knees and rushed in the direction of Jiang Ze in an instant.

Now the only thing he can do is to interrupt the other party's momentum. I'm afraid he can only let him do what happens next.

"Be careful!" Pan Hongsheng gave a symbolic shout, and his left and right hands spread snow fists at the same time. The whole air seemed to have become much colder. In the blink of an eye, his fists fell on Jiang Ze's head!

Snow Fist! Pan Hongsheng's boxing is the most condensed and the deepest boxing. Although it has not been practiced for a long time, it is different from the old man who gropes for himself to practice boxing. Pan Hongsheng's snow boxing is practiced in the snowy mountains between Mount Emei. It can be imagined how solid Pan Hongsheng's boxing is in that case, and then he does not stop. Practice, I'm afraid Pan Hongsheng's snow fist can be regarded as a killer.

After all, the essence of snow boxing is the burst in boxing. It is cold and destroys everything from the inside out. The lethality and the collapse boxing are not the same.

Of course, the power of this kind of boxing is also very limited. Unlike other boxing skills, Xuequan pays more attention to the breakthrough in boxing.

A pair of fists hit Jiang Ze with unstoppable momentum like two huge snowballs, and Jiang Ze's face, who felt Pan Hongsheng's fists, immediately changed.

Judging from this punch alone, it is definitely not a gas refining god that can be used in the middle and late stage. I'm afraid that I can use all my strength, and I have never seen this kind of boxing at all!

"Good boxing!" Jiang Ze exclaimed, his whole body was slightly hunched, and then suddenly poked out his right fist. This punch was as sharp as a sickle, which instantly cut out Pan Hongsheng's cold momentum, and then hit Pan Hongsheng.

Hard to fight hard, the collapse tooth fist approaching Dacheng against Pan Hongsheng's snow fist with the will of snow fist condensed in the snow mountain, which is stronger and which is weaker?

There was a sneer at the corners of their mouths at the same time. Coincidentally, both of them saw a smile at the corners of each other's mouths, but no one dodged.

At the same time, Hua Xing looked at Pan Hongsheng, who was temporarily equivalent to the family's white-clothed church, with an unbelievable face. He completely figured out his expression, and Su Haibo, who had been covering his chest but his face was obviously red!

They could feel Jiang Ze's momentum like a mountain on the stage, and Pan Hongsheng could even fight back. He was so strong!

Su Haibo swept towards the stage without a trace, gently squeezed his lips, and there was a trace of crystal in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be gratified and sighed.

"When you are old, there are always times when you look away." Slowly, Su Haibo raised his head to prevent the little girl with a nervous face in a corner from seeing her dignified appearance.