"Were you the one who said those words?"
Zhao Tiezhu sneered. He was curious that Yi Yun had not died after jumping down from a hundred feet high valley. He did not believe anyone could live that long. He thought that Yi Yun must have used some sort of trick to fool the able-bodied men who were refining the desolate bones.
Zhao Tiezhu originally thought that a warrior with some ability would challenge him today. He would use his overwhelming strength to kill the other party, but he never expected that the person who appeared here was a little monkey like Yi Yun.
As such, it was impossible to establish his dominance. How could he establish his dominance by killing a little monkey that only reached his chest?
Now, Zhao Tiezhu was thinking of ways to torture Yi Yun to death, using the most painful and terrifying method.
"Of course it was me. Aren't you talking nonsense?" Yi Yun stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was obvious. Why did you ask such a stupid question?
"Ah!" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Yi Yun as if he was looking at a retard. He could not understand if this kid's brain was caught in a door. Could he not predict the outcome that awaited him at this moment? "Little bastard, you have offended me today. You're dead. Obediently kneel down and kowtow to me a hundred times, then crawl under my crotch. Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to press you down on the ground?"
Zhao Tiezhu grinned. Yi Yun looked at Zhao Tiezhu as if he was looking at a retard, "Today, I'm here to take a spot, not to listen to your nonsense."
The moment Yi Yun said that, the audience was stunned.
Only now did people realize that Yi Yun did not deliberately walk up the stage to disgust Zhao Tiezhu and cause trouble for him. He wanted to stand on the stage and fight Zhao Tiezhu, so as to obtain a spot to participate in the Kingdom's selection!
Heavens, with his small body, was he crazy?
He had only practiced for a month and was only twelve years old. How could he compete with Zhao Tiezhu?
"Brother Yi Yun …"
In the crowd, Zhou Xiaoke's heart tightened. Did Brother Yi Yun know how strong Zhao Tiezhu was?
The people from the warrior preparation camp were like a pack of tigers and wolves to the commoners of the Lian tribal clan. How could a normal person be their match, not to mention a child like Yi Yun?
"Hahaha!" Zhao Tiezhu laughed, rocking back and forth as if this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life. "Little bastard, are you crazy? Don't tell me you think that by learning some skills from Lord Zhang, you can defeat me and represent the Lian tribal clan in the Kingdom's selection? "
When Zhao Tiezhu said that, the people of the warrior preparation camp roared with laughter.
"Big Brother Zhao, don't talk nonsense with this kid. He's just an idiot. He just got lucky and was chosen by Lord Zhang. He thinks he's invincible!"
Many people followed suit. At this time, a harsh female voice rang out, "Brother Iron Pillar, break this kid's legs and hang him up!"
The person who spoke was Lian Cuihua. How could Yi Yun forget her sharp and ear-piercing voice?
The person who led the villagers to besiege Jiang Xiaorou with cow dung was this Lian Cuihua.
Yi Yun sneered and looked deeply at Lian Cuihua.
"What are you looking at, little bastard. I'm not someone you can look at. If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes!" Lian Cuihua was domineering, "Brother Iron Pillar, kill this little bastard!"
As Lian Cuihua said that, she winked at Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Tiezhu was obviously enjoying this flirtatious look. He laughed and said, "Brat, it seems that after you got sick this time, your brain has gone haywire. You're just a lowly slave, a bumpkin digging for food in the soil, and you still want to participate in the Kingdom of God's selection? Today, I'll twist your head off and use it as a urinal! "
As Zhao Tiezhu said that, he charged at Yi Yun.
With a mocking smile on his face, he reached out his hands like pincers and grabbed at Yi Yun's head. He was not joking, he really wanted to twist Yi Yun's head off!
Zhao Tiezhu's strength was great. How could a normal child withstand the strength of his hands?
Yi Yun did not move. He stood still and reached out his hands to grab at Zhao Tiezhu. His moves were the same as Zhao Tiezhu's!
Yi Yun's hands and Zhao Tiezhu's hands were completely out of proportion!
Zhao Tiezhu grinned when he saw the idiot Yi Yun reach out his hands. He also grabbed at Yi Yun's hands. He had changed his mind and wanted to crush Yi Yun's hands first!
The four hands clashed and a crisp "kacha" sound was heard!
Zhao Tiezhu's face froze!
The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked in disbelief at Yi Yun's hands and his own hands. In Yi Yun's small hands, his two large hands were badly mutilated. Blood was constantly dripping down. Other than his thumb, the other eight fingers were all twisted at a strange angle. They had been completely broken.
His hand had been forcefully crushed by Yi Yun!
Ah!
A heart-wrenching scream came out from Zhao Tiezhu's mouth!
Yi Yun looked coldly at Zhao Tiezhu, "You just said I'm a lowly slave? In this world, the weak are slaves and the strong are respected. Whoever is strong will dominate everything. Today, I'll tell you who is a lowly slave. "
As Yi Yun said that, he took a step forward and with a simple knee strike, he hit Zhao Tiezhu's chest.
"Peng"
With a dull thud, Zhao Tiezhu's burly body was sent flying by Yi Yun's knee like a broken sack. His sternum caved in and many of his ribs were broken.
Just like that, he fell heavily to the ground. Blood flowed from his mouth, and his body twitched like a dog with a broken spine.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
Everyone's expressions were still the same as a few seconds ago, completely frozen.
What … was going on?
Yi Yun had crushed Zhao Tiezhu's hands and sent him flying with a knee strike!
Yi Yun's skinny body formed a sharp contrast with Zhao Tiezhu's burly body. It was an extremely strong visual impact!
Was this a dream?
Lian Chengyu, who had been sitting steadily on the animal hide chair, suddenly stood up and stared at Yi Yun with burning eyes!
Yi Yun, a herb-picking slave who did not even have enough to eat, was like a beggar. In the Lian tribal clan, he was the kind of person who would not attract any attention even if he died.
He had actually crippled Zhao Tiezhu in one move!
Where did he get his martial arts skills from?
Was it really because he had learned martial arts from Zhang Yuxian, and in a month's time, he had learned martial arts and defeated Zhao Tiezhu!?
How could this be possible!?
Lian Chengyu clenched his fists so tightly that his nails nearly pierced through his palms.
The crowd remained silent. For a few seconds, no one made a sound. No one had recovered from the shock.
Even Zhou Xiaoke, who had been worried about Yi Yun, stared with her dark eyes. She was completely stunned. Was this real? The ferocious and tower-like Zhao Tiezhu had been defeated by Brother Yi Yun!
Yi Yun retracted his fist and casually tidied up his tattered clothes.
This was the first time Yi Yun had been violent.
In the past, Yi Yun's fists had landed on rocks which were hard and painful. But today, his fists had landed on a person's body. Yi Yun did not find it hard to accept that he had crippled a person. Maybe it was because he had transmigrated to this barbaric world, so he was used to the laws of survival here.
He knew that if he were to be a compassionate monk who did not stain his hands with blood, he would be eaten alive sooner or later.
Yi Yun gently moved his fingers and turned his head to look at Lian Cuihua.
"You said you wanted to break my legs and hang me up? And dig out my eyes? "
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