This Fatso is not a human
"The Mad Dragon Squad has changed a member."
"Replace that little junior sister with a Vermillion Bird bloodline with Fatso."
"I feel strange, why didn't Long Fei go in?"
"Yeah, he's so strong, why did he participate in the team competition? Could it be that he's afraid? "
"The Blood Skull Squad is not an ordinary squad. It's not that I'm saying that the Mad Dragon Squad will be knocked down in less than a minute."
"It's open, it's open …"
… ….
The surrounding stands were all discussing how many seconds the Mad Dragon Squad could last.
Their strength was not as good as the Blood Skull Squad, so they could only be abused. Moreover, these five members of the Blood Skull Squad were all experienced people.
Even.
Some of them already had the qualifications to be promoted to Academy Elders.
Ning Xue, the captain of the Blood Skull Squad, nicknamed Skull!
His methods were cruel and incomparably sinister.
Ning Xue stared at Song Chien-chien and smiled, saying: "What a beautiful woman. If there were two more scars on her face, she would definitely be even more beautiful."
Fatty Chen shouted, "Aren't you from the Blood Skull Squad? If I twist off your head, you'll really become a skull. "
"You're courting death!"
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Ning Xue moved, clenching his fist, the power of the Blood Immortal realm exploded out, and without waiting for Fatty Chen to react, he punched out.
"Bam!"
His speed was too fast, and it was a sneak attack.
Fatty Chen's body flew out and instantly crashed into the enchantment more than ten meters away. "Bam!"
The enchantment shook, and Fatty Chen fell from it.
"Hahaha …"
"Hahaha …"
The audience roared with laughter. "That's an existence that can be killed in an instant."
"This Fatso is a joke, right?"
"He's here to be funny, right? He can't even withstand a single move, and yet he's still participating in the team competition. What a joke. It seems like the Mad Dragon Squad has no one else to use, even sending out trash. "
"The Mad Dragon Squad will definitely lose."
… ….
After being sent flying in one move, Ning Xue also sneered in disdain, "Can't even withstand a single blow."
The other four Blood Skull members laughed disdainfully.
"A piece of trash like this is participating in the team competition. Go home and eat sh * t."
Song Chien-chien did not understand Fatty Chen's strength, and was sent flying in a single move. Her heart sank, and she thought, "Damn it, I can't block his attack at all."
"If that's the case …"
Song Chien-chien was frantically thinking of countermeasures.
Long Fei's tactical arrangement was completely useless. Fatso was sent flying with a single move. How could he block all the attacks? He couldn't bear it at all.
Just when everyone was laughing at him loudly …
Fatso crawled up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. He grinned and said disdainfully, "Is that all you've got? Too weak. "
As soon as he finished speaking.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
Fatso slowly walked up. There wasn't a single wound on his body. He was a complete monster.
Chen Tianfei stared at Ning Xue and said: "I thought the Blood Skull was very strong, but even a stray dog on the street is stronger than you guys."
Incomparably arrogant.
Ning Xue's eyes turned sinister, and his expression turned sinister as he shouted: "Brat, you're courting death."
Fatty Chen sneered: "I'm courting death, come up and bite me. Come on, come on, come on, hurry up, I can't wait any longer, hurry up and let me have an orgasm."
"All five of you, come together."
Fatty Chen was extremely arrogant. He moved his finger and pointed at the five members of Ning Xue's Blood Skull Squad, "Five wild dogs, come and bite me."
He was like a madman.
Long Fei relaxed and said with a faint smile: "This Fatso … It's hard not to be arrogant."
"Is he crazy?"
"He dares to provoke the Blood Skull Squad like this, isn't he courting death?"
"He was sent flying with a single punch just now, and now he dares to come up and clamor. Does he think he has nine lives like a cat?"
… ….
Ning Xue was furious.
He stared at Fatty Chen and said sinisterly: "No one dares to be arrogant in front of me, Ning Xue, and still be able to live. Prepare to die."
"Roar!"
The roar of a demon beast came out from within his body.
Next.
Both of his arms exploded, and the dense power of the immortal root beast burst out. He took a step forward. "Whoosh!"
He broke through the air.
His fists were like heavy cannons that were aimed at Fatty Chen's chest.
"Bam!"
The moment it came into contact with Fatty Chen's chest, the power rushed out and visible lines of power burst out. Chen Tianfei's body was instantly sent flying.
He crashed into the barrier.
He slid down from the barrier.
"Die!"
Ning Xue retracted his fists and laughed coldly.
The people in the surrounding stands all sucked in a breath of cold air. With this immortal beast punch, Fatty Chen would definitely die.
However …
Just when everyone thought that Fatso had been killed in an instant, he stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and said with a look of disdain: "It's not even as strong as a tickle."
"Too weak!"
The surrounding people were in an uproar.
"Holy sh * t!"
"Is he still human?"
"This Fatso has a holy artifact armor on his body."
"He must have a holy artifact armor on his body, otherwise it would be impossible for him to withstand such a powerful attack."
… ….
Ning Xue thought so too.
If there was no holy artifact armor, Fatso, who was in the Hollow Immortal Realm, would not be able to withstand his attack.
The corner of Ning Xue's mouth slightly curled up, and said: "You have a holy artifact armor, right?"
"Tsk!"
Chen Tianfei snorted in disdain, both of his hands pulled at the clothes on his chest, and with a 'rip' sound, he tore off his clothes, revealing his upper body: "Do you have a holy artifact armor?"
This move was very cool.
However …
Fatso's body was covered in fat, and his belly was as big as ten months of pregnancy. If it was a body full of muscles, it would definitely make countless girls scream.
However …
It turned out that he did not have any defensive armor on his body.
Ning Xue's gaze darkened, and shouted: "Let me see how many moves you can take!"
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The clothes on his arms were torn apart, revealing his beast arms. With a step forward, the sound disappeared, and he landed beside Fatty Chen.
"Bam!"
A punch was thrown out.
Chen Tianfei was sent flying, but he said in disdain: "Didn't you eat breakfast? "Too weak."
"Bam!"
Another punch was thrown.
Fatso scratched his back, and said: "It's not as strong as my tickling strength."
"Ahh …"
Ning Xue went crazy. His upper body directly transformed into a beast, and a dense amount of power exploded out crazily, bombarding Fatty Chen with one punch after another.
From the sky to the ground.
From the ground back to the air.
A full five minutes passed.
"Huff, huff, huff …" Ning Xue panted like an ox, looked at the motionless Fatty Chen on the ground in the distance, and roared: "Brat, die."
"Huh?"
Fatty Chen rubbed his eyes as he got up from the ground, and said: "Are you done fighting? Why don't you fight a little longer? I want to sleep more. "
"Hualala …"
Everyone present was in a daze.
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