C1169 A Fist Fanatic Who Proactively Assist to Get off
C1169 A Fist Fanatic Who Proactively Assist to Get off
Guan Xiaoqi curled his lips: "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"
"You!" Chu Yannan was furious but he was simply unable to do anything to Guan Xiaoqi. After all, he was still ahead of Guan Xiaoqi.
"Guan Xiaoqi, you can continue to challenge me. Please choose the person you want to challenge or give up." The gray-robed elder's voice continued to ring out.
Guan Xiaoqi frowned slightly, he glanced at the five people in front of him, and when he saw Chu Yannan, his eyes were filled with provocation.
"Since there are still two chances left, let's rest for now. I give up." Guan Xiaoqi thought for a while and said.
In truth, he wanted to continue his challenge. Breaking through the ninth small realm of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, he who possessed the twin Battle Soul might not be weaker than Chu Yannan. However, the Heaven Fighting Talisman had made him give up.
Of the five people in front, none of them were simple. Of course, he believed that with Guan Xiaoqi's strength, fighting against Lee Tianxue shouldn't be a problem.
Based on speed alone, Guan Xiaoqi was already in an invincible position.
"Dugu Changfeng, now that you are number eighteen, do you want to continue the challenge or give up?" The gray-robed elder asked again.
Dugu Changfeng's eyes turned red. If looks could kill, Guan Xiaoqi would have died countless of times. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: "I give up."
At this moment, he was heavily injured, and even moving would become a problem. How could he continue to issue challenges?
In any case, he still had two chances, and he didn't care about this one. The next time he challenged, his injuries would at least recover to a certain degree.
"Number seventeen …"
The challenges continued. Several hours later, Dou Tian was challenged twice more. But this time, Dou Tian wasn't so ruthless as he left them with a pair of underpants.
Finally it was the eleventh, Dou Tian couldn't help but look back, because he also knew this person, it was Yuchi Kuangsheng's son, Yuchi Chaoxie.
The last time Yuchi Chaoxie was injured by Dou Tian's fist, he cultivated day and night. In this past month, he had also made great progress and had already broken through the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.
"Duotian, let's fight again." Without waiting for the host to speak, Yuchi Chaoxie let out a loud shout and rushed towards the direction of Dou Tian.
The gray-robed elder laughed bitterly, but he could do nothing about it. Yuchi Chaoxie's father was not far away after all, and he said just the right moment: "Number eleven, challenge number ten, begin!"
Seeing Yuchi Chaoxie coming over, Dou Tian's expression was extremely calm, and he said: "You also want to be stripped down to your underpants?"
"So what if I lose?" Yuchi Chaoxie was very tyrannical, and also extremely confident. His fists were vigorous like the tigers and the wind, charging straight towards Dou Tian.
With his Heaven Fighting Fist, Thousand Li Soaring Light Technique, and his incredible speed, Yuchi Chaoxie was not even able to touch the corner of his clothes.
Yuchi Chaoxie's strength was indeed terrifying, he had a strange power that not ordinary people could handle. However, speed was his fatal injury, and even ordinary warriors of the same rank were faster than him.
"Duotian, don't run if you have the guts. Come face me head on!" Yuchi Chaoxie shouted. His brain only had one function, he lost to Dou Tian last time, he only wanted to defeat him and get back at him.
"As you wish." Dou Tian replied indifferently, his body releasing a gold light. Then like a hidden dragon emerging from the ocean, he threw a ferocious punch at Yuchi Chaoxie.
"Meteor Shock the Heavens!"
Dou Tian shouted softly. A powerful wind brought along with the aura of his fists tore apart the air as if it were made of air.
"It's this punch again?" Yuchi Chaoxie sneered, last time he was defeated by this fist. After returning, he racked his brains, and finally found the flaw of this fist.
"As long as my power bursts out in one go and I don't give you a chance to breathe, you will definitely lose. This is the price for underestimating me." Muttering to himself, Yuchi Chaoxie laughed in his heart.
The last time he had fought with Heaven Fighter, Heaven Fighting Technique had used Meteor Shock, and was in a stalemate with him at the start. After a few breaths of time, Heaven Fighter's aura had become stronger and stronger, while Yuchi Chaoxie's had become weaker and weaker, which was why he lost.
In his mind, if he continued to use his full strength when facing this fist for the first time, Dou Tian would definitely not be able to withstand it. Even if Dou Tian still had the strength left, he would undoubtedly be defeated.
Yuchi Chaoxie seemed to have already seen his victory, and just as he was about to close in on Dou Tian, a gigantic illusion suddenly appeared above Yuchi Chaoxie's head.
It was a huge axe shining with a golden light. The axe was ferocious and overbearing, as if it could split apart the sky.
"Battle Soul of Grade Five Heavenly Dao Level, Golden Astral Astral Axe?" A strange look flashed past Dou Tian's eyes. To have such strength while only possessing Battle Soul of Grade Five Heavenly Dao Level, Yuchi Chaoxie's talent was not bad.
If he possessed a Battle Soul of Grade Four Heavenly Dao Level, he might be able to fight against the Eight Dragons of the Sacred City.
"Golden Astral Fist!"
With a furious roar, Yuchi Chaoxie used all his strength and fiercely smashed towards Dou Tian. He wanted to get back at him.
Boom!
With a huge sound, the fists of the tyrannical Strong Wind clashed against each other, creating a terrifying storm in the air.
With a bang, under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Yuchi Chaoxie's body flew far away like a broken kite.
"This?" The spectators gasped. Yuchi Chaoxie had inborn strength, he was actually sent flying by Dou Tian's punch?
Dou Tian shook his head helplessly. Now that he had cultivated the Imperishable Gilded Body to its peak, coupled with the fusion of the Nether God Battle Soul and his bloodline, the strength of his body had already reached a terrifying level.
Even Peak of Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage would not dare to face him head on, what more Yuchi Chaoxie?
After a while, Yuchi Chaoxie flew over from the distance with a miserable expression. He had his arm pulled down and his face was flushed red as he looked at Dou Tian: "How can you be so strong?"
Compared to last time, he, Yuchi Chaoxie, had broken through the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage and specially cultivated a type of fist technique. He did not expect to lose again, and losing even more thoroughly than last time.
"Because I, too, have become stronger." Dou Tian did not wish to strike a blow against this foolish old man. Even if it was for his father's sake, Dou Tian would not make things difficult for him.
It was unavoidable to be injured in battle. Dou Tian had already recovered more than half of his strength, otherwise, Yuchi Chaoxie would not be able to simply lose an arm.
"Are you going to take it off yourself, or am I going to help you?" Dou Tian smiled and said.
When he said those words, the expression of the grey robed elder, who was in the air, changed. This brat wouldn't let his son run naked in front of Yuchi Kuangsheng, right?
Just as the grey robed elder wanted to stop him, Yuchi Chaoxie suddenly knelt in the air and said: "Duotian, please call me your fist technique."
"Huh?" Dou Tian didn't react at all. He hadn't thought of this scene and asked in a strange tone, "You don't think you can escape just like that, do you?"
"As long as you are willing to teach me fist art, so what if I can take it off?" Yuchi Chaoxie was not ashamed at all as he immediately took off his armor.
"Wait." Dou Tian was completely defeated by Yuchi Chaoxie, "I won't teach you fist techniques, and I won't be able to teach you fist techniques either. You don't need to take off your clothes, referee, next."
Dou Tian silently cursed. 'You suppressed yourself to the point of having such an awesome father, yet you still want me to teach you fist arts? Aren't you just toying with me on purpose?'
"This battle, victory number 10." The grey-robed elder also hurriedly announced, afraid that Dou Tian would regret it. He then called out, "Number ten, it's your turn to choose."