Chapter 882

Even if it's just physical strength, Tang Tianlin can crush Bu Zhen with one finger. For friars like Bai Hao at the peak of Qi refining, Tang Tianlin kills every second, not to mention Bu Zhen?

The reason why he didn't kill Bu Zhen directly was that Bu Zhen was broadcasting live. The video of their duel would be uploaded to the background of the website, and the results of the duel would be recorded.

Tang Tianlin didn't want to cause a sensation.

The Xuanwu diversion is a defensive move, but the spirit ape seizes the army is a very aggressive move.

It is said that this evolved from the basic attack of an ancient spirit ape God. The so-called seizing soldiers is the other party's weapons.

Bu Zhen's weapon at this time is his hand.

With a little skill, Tang Tianlin can tear off his whole hand.

Of course, that picture is too bloody and cruel.

Tang Tianlin hesitated for a while and received 80% of his strength.

Click.

But it only broke Bu Zhen's bone.

Bu Zhen's face changed greatly, his wrist hurt sharply, and he quickly took his hand back.

Like stepping on a poisonous snake, he bowed back two steps and opened a meter distance with Tang Tianlin.

"You...!"

He looked at Tang Tianlin maliciously.

His left hand shrank back and hid behind him, breathing cool air in his mouth.

"What a powerful claw skill that broke me, damn it!"

Tang Tianlin accepted the move and looked at him with a smile. "You can admit defeat."

Huh?

The audience looked puzzled, "what's going on?"

Anyone can see that after the two confrontations, he really fell behind. He didn't hurt Tang Tianlin. Instead, he suffered a loss, but wouldn't admit defeat?

"Hehe, he used only one hand to deal with him step by step. He didn't even use one tenth of his strength. He caught two moves and turned his tail into the sky."

"It's crazy to let him admit defeat step by step, but it's also stupid."

The people in the live studio continued to ridicule Tang Tianlin. They didn't know that Bu Zhen's hand had been broken.

Bu Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Tianlin again. This time, he took it seriously.

"Tang Erwa, it's not easy!"

Although the other side is the first time to fight, and is not a Xiuzhen, he is definitely a powerful martial artist. If he loses to him, bu Zhen's League points will be deducted by more than ten points.

Once this score is deducted, his noun on the ranking list will fall madly. His most powerful list is the fair game League. Once this score falls, it will be difficult to climb up. After all, his talent is still far from the real heroes in the cultivation world.

He fixed his cell phone in the back and freed his hands.

"Sorry, I was careless just now. I didn't expect this boy to be an expert. I must go all out to defeat him."

The steps were really well arranged and the horse steps were firm. The Qi sank into the elixir field, and the whole body was full of internal strength.

He seems very calm.

Just now he said in front of tens of thousands of audience that he would fight Tang Tianlin with one hand.

But now he knows that he will never win Tang Tianlin with one hand.

So he had to hit himself in the face.

The most important thing to be an anchor is not strength, but thick skin.

What's more, he has joined the game League. He must win this game. Therefore, even if he hits his face, he can't afford to lose.

As for the fans in the studio?

Fans coming and going can't bring him real benefits. Only popularity is the most important. Once the league points fall, will there be fans?

Fans only like to see him win. Who would like to see him lose?

In order to win, don't break the means, this is the real man.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to fight with one hand? What does that mean now?"

Fang Fang got up and scolded.

She found that Bu Zhen was more shameless than he thought. She could repent in front of tens of thousands of people.

Being accused, bu Zhen didn't panic, just smiled.

"I have said that I was careless just now. You two were really martial artists. Although he has no spiritual pulse, he has practiced Kung Fu for more than ten years. In order to ensure the brilliance of the game, I naturally have to take it seriously."

Step is really reasonable.

Fang Fang said coldly, "if you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose. It's taken for granted that you can't afford to lose. Your shameless degree really exceeds my imagination."

Bu Zhen's eyes were cold and stared at Fang Fang.

Fang Fang entangled in this matter, which made the atmosphere in the live studio very bad.

"Why is Bu Bu like this? Just now I clearly said that I want one hand. As a result... Can't a person who hasn't even opened his spiritual pulse beat?"

"Oh, a little disappointed."

"Even if you lose, you can't break your promise."

Some fans in the studio began to defecte.

Bu Zhenqi was so angry that his mouth was crooked, "room management, kill all the people with rhythm!"

His housing management blocked all the remarks against him in the live studio.

"The boy pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger. If he has a routine, don't fall into the trap step by step."

"Yes, points are the most important! Winning is the most important. Come on, beat him to death!"

His studio has a special public relations team, plus some honor powder. Like him, I think winning is the most important. For a time, the whole live studio was full of statements in support of him.

Fang Fang is still a little angry and wants to argue with Bu Zhen.

Tang Tianlin gave Fang Fang a look, indicating that she was all right.

"It's your business that you want to take seriously, but I don't think it's interesting. I can crush you with one finger, like you. In this way, I'll deal with you with one little finger."

Tang Tianlin put his left hand behind him and clenched his fist with his right hand. He only stretched out a little finger and pointed to bu Zhen.

It is still the power of pure flesh, and does not use any internal force, spiritual force or yuan force.

"Hahaha, arrogance. I think I'm crazy. I didn't expect you to be more crazy than me."

Bu Zhenyin smiled sadly.

Originally, he had a broken hand and felt a little pressure. Unexpectedly, Tang Tianlin was so crazy.

"No, he may want to paralyze me. When he does it later, he may make a sneak attack. I have to guard against him."

He spent the belly of a gentleman with a villain's heart. He guessed that Tang Tianlin would not use only one finger later, and he was still a little finger.

Others didn't think so much, but simply felt that Tang Tianlin was arrogant.

"I was quite optimistic about him. Unexpectedly, he won two moves and floated away."

"He didn't open the spiritual pulse. He didn't know what the power of the cultivator meant. He was too naive. He thought that the power of the pure flesh could counter the power of the cultivator."

"I've just carefully observed the boy's way of shooting. He really doesn't even have internal strength. He has pure physical strength. He's really serious. He has no chance of winning."

Some shook their heads, others sighed and felt that Tang Tianlin had pretended to be big this time.

Some people were excited, others were excited, hoping that Bu could really kill him.

At the end of the carriage, a beautiful woman in business clothes and a middle-aged man are also paying attention to the duel between Bu Zhen and Tang Tianlin.

"It's interesting to fight a monk in the middle of Qi refining with one finger without opening the spiritual pulse."

The beautiful girl said with interest.