C133 The Battle of the Peak

"You're f * cking courting death!" The Black Market Fist King's expression turned ugly, his killing intent towards Jiang Yunfan had already sunk deep into his bones. Unable to hold himself back, he took the initiative to launch his own attack, and his entire body fiercely charged towards Jiang Yunfan, his speed was countless times faster than that of Black Tornado. In the next second, he appeared right in front of him, then fiercely punched out with his right fist.

"His speed is indeed good!" Jiang Yunfan retreated a few steps, but his body didn't suffer much damage. Both of his arms were placed in front of his body, blocking the punch of the Black Market Fist King.

"Hmm?!" "Interesting!" The Black Market Fist King discovered that under his explosive attack, this Jiang Yunfan actually acted as if nothing had happened and was merely retreating backwards. His skills were definitely not simple, at least in terms of strength that was not inferior to his.

Ka ka!

Jiang Yunfan twisted his neck, looked at the Black Market Boxing King, and smiled: "Looks like this so-called Black Market Boxing King still has some skills. At least his reputation is not for nothing, so as for respecting the enemy, I'll accompany you for a few moves."

"Ha!" Better be careful with your life! " The Black Market Fist King lightly tapped the ground with his feet and then suddenly dove down towards Jiang Yunfan. He punched out with both of his fists, like two dragons crossing a river. His aura was matchless as he ruthlessly punched towards Jiang Yunfan!

"That's right." Jiang Yunfan had also prepared himself for an attack. Clenching his fists, his aura suddenly soared, and he also attacked. Since you are so strong, then I will use softness to counter strength, and use both fists to attack forward. If there are two poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity, if they don't move, they will definitely kill you!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The Black Market Fist King ferociously threw a punch towards Jiang Yunfan's face. Jiang Yunfan dodged to the side and used a hook punch to smash Jiang Yunfan's chin. However, it was obvious that this Black Market Fist King had a lot of battle experience.

The two of them fought back and forth, both of their attacks barely avoiding the other's terrifying fists. Neither of them was able to let the other side take advantage of them, and neither of them was able to be hit by the other.

"Not bad! Boy! "It seems like I've underestimated you!" The Black Market Fist King discovered that Jiang Yunfan's fist technique was not weaker than his own.

"Same here." Jiang Yunfan said coolly, "However, in the end, you still lost."

"Stop boasting here! Everything had just begun! Being able to become the King of Black Market Fists is not a simple fist technique! Every year, someone will die under my efforts to win the championship! When this punch appeared! You can only accept one outcome, and that is death! " The Black Market King looked at Jiang Yunfan and stood still. The muscles on his body had actually moved. That's right, he had moved!

Jiang Yunfan looked at the scene in front of him with some amazement. He discovered that the muscles throughout the body of the Black Market Fist King were all squirming at this moment, and they were all gathering towards his right arm. The next moment, his entire arm became extremely thick, like a huge water tank, appearing in front of everyone.

"Damn it!" This is your 10,000 year old Qilin arm, right? " Jiang Yunfan stared at the scene before him in shock.

When the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Wah!" Such a thick and thick arm, could this be some kind of demonic technique? "

"You must have read too many fantasy novels!" From a scientific point of view, this should be a displacement of the body! This Black Market Fist King is most likely some kind of extraordinary cultivator who is able to control the parts of his body and then gather all the energy in his body. When this Black Market Fist King focused his power on his right arm, a scene like this will occur! "

"Holy shit!" If I get hit by this fist, I'm afraid I'll be smashed into meat paste! "

"What a big fist!" This punch can even shatter the stage! "

"It seems like the Medicine King won't have much luck this time!"

"..."

"Watching you turn into minced meat is also a type of enjoyment!" Liu Xin sat on the luxurious sofa and crossed his legs. He had a relaxed expression as he took a sip of the red wine in his cup.

"Little Black!" Dou Qingwan, who was in a luxurious private room, stared at the right arm of the Black Market Boxing King on the screen and suddenly ordered the man in the suit.

"Yes, miss!"

"Protect Yun Fan at any time!" If this Black Market Fist King wants to kill you, go onstage and take him away! "Admit defeat!" In the end, she still gave out this order. She didn't know why she did this, but this was undoubtedly admitting defeat to Liu Xin, giving the entire family business to the Liu family. She didn't know if this was worth it, but her heart told her that she must do this.

"I can already see you turning into minced meat under my fist!" The Black Market Fist King suddenly raised his thick right arm and gathered together a terrifying force that aimed at Jiang Yunfan's body.

"Oh, but I don't see this. I think you'll fall down." Jiang Yunfan looked at the Black Market Fist King in front of him without any fear. His expression was as calm as a cup of water, as if he did not care about the Black Market Fist King's right arm.

"Hehe!" He really wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin! You will pay the price of death for your carelessness! " The Black Market Fist King ferociously smashed his right arm towards Jiang Yunfan. A huge fist the size of a small mountain descended viciously on Jiang Yunfan's head with unparalleled power, covering the sky and blotting out the sun!

"Hah!" Jiang Yunfan similarly brandished his own fist to meet the blow head on. However, under the frightening fist of the Black Market Fist King, he didn't have the slightest feeling of existence, and could be completely ignored!

"Is the Medicine King an idiot? Do you really think you can take this King of Fighters's punch head-on? "

"I think I think I am invincible! To block such a big fist, you must be a big idiot! "

"Ai, I think I'll be smashed into a pile of meat paste."

"What a pity!" The Medicine King is about to fall. It seems that the Black Market Fist King has not decreased in momentum from back then! "

"Who knows, maybe the Medicine King will win!"

"Are you crazy? You can see that I can't beat him with a single glance, alright? "

"..."

The attitudes of the audience were all different, but most of them were not optimistic about Jiang Yunfan. Could it be that a voice filled with injustice would quickly be buried, because just from the aura alone, the Black Market Fist King had completely suppressed Jiang Yunfan, and this strength was something that Jiang Yunfan could not contend with!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A loud noise was heard, and dust flew everywhere on the stage. The scene inside could not be seen clearly.

"What happened? What a loud voice! I feel as if the ground beneath my feet is trembling! "

"Yeah!" "Just now, I was directly thrown to the ground by that force."

"I reckon that the Medicine King is already dead."

"I think that's about it. With this commotion, it's probably already a bloody mess."

"..."

"Look, there's blood coming out here!"

Suddenly, someone pointed at the edge of the arena and cried out in alarm. Everyone looked in that direction and found that blood was flowing out from the arena in thick streams.

"Impossible!" Dou Qingwan followed the shocking scene on the screen and suddenly stood up, "Little Black! Didn't I say that you could save Yun Fan at the critical moment?! How could this be?! "

"Miss! This speed is too fast, I didn't even make it in time … "

Before Blacky finished reporting about Dou Qingwan, it directly took off the radio in its ear and threw it into the trash can. Then, it quietly sat on the sofa and stared at the screen, deep in thought.

"Look!" They seem to be standing right where they are! " When the dust cloud dissipated, those with sharp eyes were the first to notice what was happening on the stage.

Everyone shifted their gazes away from the blood and uniformly looked towards the arena. They discovered that the fists of Jiang Yunfan and the Black Market Fist King had clashed. The two of them did not withdraw their fists.

"I admit that you are very powerful!" Jiang Yunfan stood in his original spot as if nothing had happened to him. "But I'm still far from that."

The Black Market Fist King looked at Jiang Yunfan in disbelief. Not only did his right arm not smash his opponent into meat paste, his own fist had also been forcibly blocked by his opponent. Right now, all the muscles in his right arm had been completely crushed by a terrifying force, and even the bones in his arm had been completely shattered!

Terrifying bloody holes appeared on the skin of the Black Market Fist King's right arm. The blood that was discovered earlier was flowing out from them, full of holes, as if countless ants had bitten into it.

"Why?! Why?! How could your strength be so abnormal?! " The Black Market Fist King looked at Jiang Yunfan in disbelief. His entire right arm could be said to have been abandoned.

"Actually, my strength isn't that abnormal." Jiang Yunfan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just weakening your power! "I didn't weaken your strength. The difference between the two sides is very obvious, so it's normal that you lose."

"When did you do it? Why can't I feel it?! " When the Black Market Fist King heard Jiang Yunfan's words, he was even more shocked!

"What do you think?" A mysterious smile appeared on Jiang Yunfan's face. To be honest, when we met fists, do you think I'm the type of person who has nothing better to do? At that time, I stuck that silver needle into your important part, otherwise, why would you and I waste so much time?!

"Damn it! Don't think that you will win just like that! " The Black Market Fist King glared at Jiang Yunfan and viciously said, "Even without your right fist, I can still kill you!"

With the movement of the muscles, the muscles on the right arm of the Black Market Boxing King started to return to his body.

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Jiang Yunfan took a step forward. In the instant that the Black Market Fist King restored his muscles, he reached out his hand and struck his chest, stabbing a silver needle at the point where his right arm met his chest.

"What did you do to me?!" The Black Market Fist King's eyes widened in fear as he looked at Jiang Yunfan. He discovered that the muscles on his right arm seemed to have been blocked by something, unable to return at all.

"Ah, nothing?! I just want to help you! Look at your right arm! "Let's not go to any other places, it would be better to just stay in the same place!" Jiang Yunfan shrugged his shoulders as he looked innocently at the Black Market Fist King.