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Chapter 343

"Wait!"

Just when Liehai King took Mo Wen and others and prepared to enter Bailin Temple, a burly man with silver hair walked out and stopped in front of everyone.

"yes...It’s Zhang!"

"The candidate for the next Neptune, Zhang Yangwang!"

"Why did he come out!"

"No, Zhang is not looking for trouble, is he?"

Seeing the man with short silver-gray hair walking out, the expressions of the monks and disciples present changed slightly. They whispered and looked a little nervous.

And there was an open space around the man.

They seemed to be afraid of the silver-haired man.

"They are..."

Banya and Shaojiang noticed the expressions of these monks and couldn't help but focus on the people who were blocking them.

The two of them knew clearly that this was a ruthless character.

Only Mo Wen and Lie Haiwang's expressions remained unchanged.

"Zhang, what do you want to do?"

Lie Haiwang stared at Zhang, his eyes were sharp and compelling.

But Zhang, who was blocking the door, was not afraid at all. Instead, he asked in a deep voice:"Are those two young people you invited to participate in the big arena competition?"

"That's right."

Liehai King admitted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks present were in an uproar.

"They actually came to participate in the big arena competition?"

"Two teenagers so young, can they really do it?"

"No wonder Lie Haiwang was so grand. I thought he was just here to visit."

The monks were discussing in a low voice.

After all, this was a grand event held by their Xia Kingdom. Almost all the participating masters were Xia Kingdom martial artists, and few foreigners entered the competition.

Of course, they were just surprised, because there has never been a nationality in the big ring competition. and race restrictions.

But King Zhang Yang didn’t think so.

He pointed at the three boys and girls behind King Liehai with an indifferent expression, and said:"You actually let them board the legendary ring, King Liehai, you It's an insult to the big arena!"

"Even if you were Aquaman, I wouldn't agree."

Although King Zhang Yang speaks the language of Xia, both Benya and Shaojiang are familiar with the language of Xia. They can't speak the Xia language fluently, but they can still understand what King Zhang Yang is saying.

"Blade Ya, does he not welcome us?"Shao Jiang said worriedly beside Fan Ma Renya.

Fan Ma Renya smiled and patted Shao Jiang and comforted him:"Don't be afraid, he just wants to test the strength of me and Mo Wen."

He was not angry because of King Zhang Yang's obstruction.

From the description given by King Lie Hai, he could know how important this big arena was to the Xia Kingdom's martial arts community, and even to the martial arts of the entire world.

He and Mo Wen was very young, so naturally some people would question it.

Blade Ya could understand it completely.

Mo Wen also understood it, so he didn't care about King Zhang Yang blocking his way.

A smile appeared on King Lie Hai's face,"What do you think? , how do they qualify to participate in the big arena competition?"

"Simple, beat me."

Zhang Yangwang pointed his thumb at himself and said in a deep voice:"This kind of big arena competition that takes place once a century to compete for the real King of the Sea. Only the King of the Sea is qualified to participate. Maybe the two young people you found are good, but unless they are defeated Me, otherwise I would never allow them to get on the ring!"

His attitude was very firm.

King Liehai nodded.

"I see."

The meaning of King Zhang Yang is easy to understand, and it is not directed at Ben Ya and Mo Wen.

He just thinks that the two are too young and do not have the strength to enter the ring, and they will only bring shame to the big ring.

On this point, Lie Hai Wang feels that Zhang There is nothing wrong with Yang Wang's approach.

He turned his head and said to Mo Wen and Blade Ya:"Which one of you will show your strength?"

Benya's eyes were bright. He hadn't done anything for a long time. Now that he came to the place where King Liehai practiced martial arts, he naturally wanted to try the other party's strength.

Thinking like this, Fanma Banya was ready to speak out.

"I think...Why?"

However, before he opened his mouth, Fan Ma saw Mo Wen walking over.

He opened his mouth wide and raised his hand to look at Mo Wen's back, as if he wanted to say something.

In the end, he could only retract his hand angrily.

No. There was no way, who made me speak too late.

Sae Jiang looked on and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still didn't laugh out loud. He patted Benya's shoulder to comfort him....... the other side.

When King Zhang Yang saw Mo Wen approaching, his face was expressionless at first.

But when Mo Wen came five meters away from him, Zhang Yangwang's eyes finally changed.

"So strong..."

King Zhang Yang was shocked and looked at Mo Wen's body.

To be able to become the next Neptune King candidate, Zhang Yangwang is excellent in all aspects, regardless of his strength or vision.

There are many masters in Bailin Temple, among them the hundred-year-old Liu Haiwang is even more powerful. His strong body makes him feel the pressure even though he is several decades younger.

But now.

The tall boy in front of him gave him as much pressure as Bang Haiwang.

Especially the aura that naturally emanated from the young man made King Zhang Yang feel a little dignified in his heart.

"As expected of the person that Liehai King likes, he is indeed not simple."

King Zhang Yang looked at Mo Wen and said solemnly.

At a distance of five meters, he couldn't find a chance to take action.

But Mo Wen didn't give King Zhang Yang time to think, and kept approaching the opponent.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only four meters

"you..."

King Zhang Yang was stunned. He did not expect that this young man would step into his range rashly.

Is this extreme confidence in oneself, or is one looking down on him?

Not only King Zhang Yang, but the surrounding monks were also very surprised

"This is King Zhang Yang. He is just a hair away from becoming the King of the Sea. This young man is too reckless."

"What I am saying is that Zhang is outstanding among this generation of disciples. He is a sure winner in the next Sea King. He can be said to be an established Sea King boxer."

"Alas, the person Liehai King found should not be like this."

"it's over."

The monks shook their heads and stepped into the enemy's attack range without taking any precautions. This was an extremely unwise move and was seeking death.

They all thought that Mo Wen was destined to lose.

Only Liehai King, Blade Ya, and Shaojiang were not worried.

Because they have all seen Mo Wen's strength.

There is no way this King Zhang Yang, who has not even won the title of Sea King, can defeat him.

"You are seeking death!"

King Zhang Yang saw Mo Wen so close to him and unprepared.

Anger suddenly arose in his heart, and veins popped up between his brows.

Whoa!

He raised his right arm, bent his fingers and struck with the raised index finger knuckles. Xiang Mowen's eyebrows.

This is called Iron Finger Inch Gold in Xia Guo's boxing. Of course, it also has different names.

With King Zhang Yang's fist strength that is close to perfect for rock-breaking, this blow can break people's bones, even those with harsh words. The skull is no exception

"No matter how strong your body is, you will lose your fighting power if you hit a vital point."

"Let me teach you a lesson, go back and practice for another few decades!"

King Zhang Yang said in his heart.

But just when he was about to hit Mo Wen between the eyebrows.

Bang!

A big hand suddenly grabbed his jaw and lifted him up from the ground.

"What!"

King Zhang Yang's pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief.

He was obviously the one who made the first move, but the opponent actually came first and caught him.

This means that the speed of the young man in front of him is far faster than his!

It's not just him. It's just him. Even the monks around looked at this scene in shock.

"How can it be!"

"Zhang actually lost to that boy in terms of speed?"

"Who is this young man?"

"Wait, do you still remember the news from Neon some time ago?"

"Are you saying that King Liehai once lost to a 17-year-old boy?...hiss!!!"

Hearing this, all the monks present took a breath.

I thought Mo Wen would lose, but I didn't expect that the opponent's attack was faster than King Zhang Yang.

Now the opponent might be the genius martial artist Haiwang who defeated them at Bailin Temple. Lie, how can this not be shocking?

Just at this moment.

Crunch -

Mo Wen's hand suddenly began to exert force, making King Zhang Yang's mandible make a tooth-piercing sound.

When he felt this terrifying grip ,

King Zhang Yang's eyes widened immediately, and he grabbed Mo Wen's wrist with both hands. He wanted to break Mo Wen's fingers apart. But no matter how hard he tried, Mo Wen 's fingers could not be moved like a hydraulic machine, and they slowly shrank. Tight.

You must know that the facial nerves are very developed, even in the jaw area.

"Uh-huh!!......"

Finally, King Zhang Yang couldn't help but scream in pain.

And he kept kicking Mo Wen's armpit joints, neck, and ribs.

But no matter how he plays.

Mo Wen didn't seem to feel these attacks, and he tightened his grip slowly. Gu Bo's calm eyes made King Zhang Yang feel fear for the first time.

"This is a monster!"

Obviously he is just a young man who looks young, but he can be restrained with one hand.

Is there such a thing in the world?

Click!

Finally, under such a grip, King Zhang Yang's mandible Unable to hold on any longer, it broke and his jaw was dislocated.

The huge intracranial pressure generated caused the blood vessels in Zhang Yangwang's forehead to bulge, making stars appear in his eyes, and he almost fainted from the headache.

See this.

Mo Wen let go of his hand.

There was a pop.

King Zhang Yang fell to his knees, covering his mouth and gasping for air. His eyes were bloodshot and his pupils were trembling.

"Is it ok?"

At this time,

Mo Wen asked in a calm voice.......

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