The third brother's thick-skinned bronze hand slowly reached over, and it was almost within reach. Ye Wuchou's smile became more and more bitter, and his slender eyes were curved into a curve that looked like a crescent moon but was really dangerous.

Suddenly, Ye Wuchou moved. If he didn't move, he would be like a swan that had escaped from a cage. Emperor Yu flashed his fist in the air like a storm, and slammed hard on the third brother's huge palm, and a faint golden light flowed. Think about that scene, a strong man with an exaggerated muscles and an ordinary person with an even-shaped figure of about 1.7 meters away, forming a thrilling contrast. To put it exaggeratedly, Ye Wuchou is an insignificant ant in front of the mountain!

Even if the strong man did not intend to attack at this time, the people around him would still not think that Ye Wuqiu would gain any advantage, after all, his weight was placed there. In their impression, Ye Wuqiu took a few steps back from the rocket.

But the result was shocking. Ye Wuchou's random punch seemed to violate the fixed pattern. The third brother's arm became soft. The huge vibration force from his arm made him groan and take a few steps back. Ye Wuchou's body was as stable as Mount Tai's breathless and leisurely as if he had done it. It seemed that all he did was just a random punch.

The third brother looked at Ye Wuchou's smile froze, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he didn't believe in what was happening in front of him. His eyes lingered between Ye Wuchou and the other two,

At this time, the boss's voice sounded like a thunder: "Three, this guy has something to do with him, just have fun."

"Play with me? Are you worthy?" Ye Wuchou chuckled. He leaned forward gently, and a light golden fighting cyclone was cyclone in his palm. He lifted his palm to his chest. The golden light jumped like an elf, dancing with Ye Wuchou's fingertips rhythm.

The third brother felt this breath and was stunned, then laughed: "Haha, I thought you had some strength. It turned out to be a mere fourth-level fighter! Hahaha, I'm so laughing so hard that I dare to fight with me with this strength."

What he didn't notice was that Ye Wuchou's fighting spirit was not the yellow of a low-level fighter, but the faint golden color!

The third brother was sarcastic and regained his face for the punch just now, but it was just in language. He balanced his mind slightly and rushed towards Ye Wuchou, with a fierce momentum, like an angry beast.

"The momentum is good, but the strength is a little bit worse."

Seeing that the third brother was about to enter, Ye Wuqiu was not in a hurry. The third brother was happy. He was still unsure of Ye Wuqiu's strength just now, but now, the third brother had already rushed up at a distance, and the attack naturally had a momentum, and the damage caused could only be greater. Even if Ye Wuqiu might have some strength, the third brother still felt that he was sure to win. After all, have you ever seen a cavalry losing to an infantry on the plains, and he was not relying on the momentum?

"Ha!" The third brother shouted, and a yellow fighting spirit condensed on his iron fist, hitting Ye Wuqiu's abdomen with a whirring wind. He was overjoyed when he saw that he was about to succeed. He believed that if Ye Wuqiu did not die, he would have to peel off his skin even if he did not die.

Who knew that Ye Wuchou smiled lightly, like walking in the garden, flowing water, turning around with the most elegant movements, easily avoiding the punch. The third brother was shocked after failing to hit the blow, and couldn't help but be moved by Ye Wuchou's agility. He just wanted to make up for another punch. But everything has two sides. If it has benefits, there will certainly be disadvantages. If it has charge, it will certainly be effective.

It has strong attack power, but this is based on the ability to hit the opponent. If one hit is not hit, it will be difficult to stop, let alone make up for another punch.

Ye Wuchou turned sideways, and the third brother pressed against Ye Wuchou's chest, and countless flaws suddenly appeared. The third brother knew that it was going to be bad, so he hurriedly gathered his fighting spirit on his back in order to stop Ye Wuchou's offensive. But how could the fallen flowers intentionally flow and water Wuchou's ruthlessness. The third brother thought that Ye Wuchou could guess Ye Wuchou's actions, but... at that moment, Ye Wuchou suddenly smiled and did not attack his back like the third brother's speculation, but... stretched his feet!

"Pu!" There was a loud noise. The third brother rushed forward as fast as he fell. He flew out about one meter, and he fell down on the ground with his body straight.

A depressed laughter sounded, and the eldest and second brother's face changed red, and he obviously felt that his face was damaged. Huo Qiyong watched coldly from the side, staring at Ye Wuchou deeply, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

"hehe"

Ye Wuchou couldn't help laughing happily, his gloomy mood swept away. After all, he was a young man, and his childlike heart was still alive. He was in a good mood now, and his childlike heart was aroused.

He touched the dark ring on his fingers, and cold and proudly came to his mind.

The third brother got up from the ground, covered in dust, and described it as a bit funny. He stared at Ye Wuchou fiercely, and was furious, his muscles surged all over his body, and said gloomyly: "Boy, you have angered me! Open the mountain fist!"

The yellow Dou Qi was like a river that reached the sea, gathering from all over the third body to his fist, and a blow came out! Its power was amazing! This mountain-opening fist was a star fighting skill.

Fighting skills are skills triggered by using Dou Qi and any power based on Dou Qi. The six powers in the six professions are all based on the Dou Qi of apprentices of all professions. When the apprentice reaches level ten, the transformation of power is the primary condition for breaking through to higher paths.

Fighting skills are divided from weak to strong into one-star to nine-star fighting skills, and ten-star fighting skills are magical skills.

The gorgeous fighting technique "Kaishan Fist" hit Ye Wuchou, but it could have the momentum of killing Ye Wuchou with one blow.

Ye Wuchou, who was originally a little sneering, was still in place, thinking. Suddenly, he smiled bitterly, and the light golden fighting spirit was running, and his palms had become transparent and crystal clear at this time.

"Broken Jade Palm"

Ye Wuchou slapped out with a palm, and his power was as powerful as a mountain fist.

With a sound of "touch--", the aftermath of the Dou Qi burst out like a spark.

The third brother suddenly took a few steps back like a frustrated antelope. Ye Wuchou was stunned, and a helpless look suddenly appeared on his face. He quickly pretended to be repelled and took a few steps back. He pretended to stop, covering his chest, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. This "Broken Jade Palm" is the only one-star fighting skill he knows. Unexpectedly, he can still fight back! What did he use to fight with him~~, I would have known to learn a few more one-star fighting skills. Nowadays, it would be impossible to play without enough preparation!

The people around them didn't have the eyesight to find that Ye Wuchou was performing. They were amazed in their hearts, this young man is amazing! How powerful is it to be able to defeat the third brother!

The third brother was shocked and stared at Ye Wuchou in a daze. Ye Wuchou smiled bitterly and sighed: "I didn't deliberately repel you, really, I won't lie to you." This is Ye Wuchou's heartfelt words! But in the third brother's ears, it is a naked provocation! Is it tolerant, and no one can bear the provocation!

He roared angrily, using his limbs together, and pouring out his fighting spirit with all his strength, as if he was crazy. Ye Wuchou seemed to respond to the third brother's thoughts, punching and kicking, and the gorgeous fighting spirit emerged from time to time, but there was only one fighting skill released, that is, the "Broken Jade Palm".

After a long time, a sudden fluctuation of fighting spirit exploded. The two people who were fighting were in full swing retreated to both sides in a dazzling fighting spirit. The third brother and Ye Wuqiu both fell to the ground like kites with broken strings.

Lying on the ground, the light of the ring was shining. Ye Wuchou seemed to have made plans. He skillfully moved his back to everyone's eyes, and wiped something to the corner of his mouth. Blood suddenly poured out and flowed.

Ye Wuchou staggered to his feet, as if he was infatuated and drunk. He glanced at the third brother who fell to the ground, didn't know whether it was death or life, grinned and said contemptuously: "A mere husband, who is also a man who is robbed and commits evil deeds? I'm embarrassed for you." After speaking, he said to Shi Jian, who was already stunned by his words: "He lost, is this last place mine?"

At this moment, Shi Jian nodded violently.

Turning around, facing everyone's back, licking the "blood" at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and smiling sly, the tomato sauce tastes really good!
Chapter completed!