The battle circle is a circle drawn by Zhuqi on the ground. Anyone who falls to the ground and cannot get up or is thrown out of the circle will lose.

The tall and strong boy smiled: "For the sake of your choice, I will show mercy. If you don't beat you up, just throw you out!"

"I advise you not to show mercy, because you only have one chance to take action."

Huo Yang smiled and reminded the strong boy.

"You are so stupid! Do you really think I am the weakest among them? I lied to you! I am very strong, and they are not my opponent."

The tall and strong boy grinned, full of confidence.

The corners of the seventh-level bosses twitched, thinking that guy was so stupid that he started to be stupid again, and they all made a secret decision to find someone to deal with him after the game.

Huo Yang said: "They are not my opponents, including you."

So, the corners of the seventh-level bosses twitched again.

The tall and strong boy said silly: "You are very confident, but you are a little too confident. My father said, 'Confidence is a good thing, and overconfidence is a conceit. Conceit is a bad thing. You will suffer losses when encountering strong people!'"

On one side of the platform.

The fat man suddenly stood up, quite excited, and shouted at the tall and strong boy: "That's right! Son, you remember what your father said! Dad is so happy! Listen to what your father says, you are the strongest, work hard!"

The tall and strong boy pulled open the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth, and clenched his fist at the obese man, indicating that he would work hard.

Huo Yang walked towards the tall and strong boy, and the latter was the same. The two of them walked slowly, just like they usually walked. Obviously, they were very confident in their strength.

"I advise you not to resist and let me throw you out obediently. Otherwise, if you are injured, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"

"Just! Why should the weak call the strong not to resist?"

The two were closer and they took action almost at the same time.

The tall and strong boy stretched out his hands as big as a palm fan to grab Huo Yang's shoulders at a very fast speed. Huo Yang punched the tall and strong boy's belly very fast speed, but compared to the tall and strong boy, it was a little slower.

A confident smile appeared on the corner of the strong boy's mouth.

But before his smile could bloom, he suddenly froze. He saw Huo Yang's fist suddenly disappear, and then his stomach hurt, and a force knocked him away, and with a bang! He fell outside the circle in a daze.

The pain surges from the soles of the feet to the top of the head like a wave, and then retreats from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. In this cycle, the pain cannot stop at all!

The tall and strong boy suddenly remembered the rumors about Huo Yang these days. He heard that he would hurt for three days with a punch. He didn't believe it, but now he believed it. This is really a big pain. He was so painful that he couldn't get up.

Seeing this, the fat man rushed over with concern.

The tall and strong boy asked in confusion: "Dad, why did I lose? Why was it me who was beaten? What did I do wrong?"

The fat man looked careless: "Son, you are right, you are just too kind. If you don't show mercy, he will definitely lose!"

"Oh, I get it, I won't be there next time."

"I'll take you back."

Afterwards, the fat man picked up the strong boy and left in disappointment.

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"Next, come and fight me!"

Huo Yang pointed at a boy casually.

Among the seventh-level bosses, a young man in black clothes and narrow eyes walked into the battle circle with a smile.

"Why choose me? Do you think I'm weak?"

"I don't think you are weak, I don't think you are both weak."

"Hmph! Arrogant! I won't show mercy like that fool. I'm the ultimate move!" The boy in black smiled grimly.

Huo Yang said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, the result is the same anyway."

The boy in black stopped talking nonsense and began to accumulate strength. The next moment, he shot towards Huo Yang like a sharp arrow, and suddenly punched, his fist smashing the air, making a harsh whistling sound, and blasted towards Huo Yang's chest.

"It's the top-grade yellow-level martial art - Xing Zhen!"

"He is really merciless, he is a trick when he takes action!"

"I heard that he has fully understood the essence of the Star Shake technique. It is not difficult to smash the huge rock with one punch or break through the steel plate about an inch thick."

"Huo Yang is sure to lose. Look, he is so scared that he gave up resisting."

A series of surprised comments came into his ears. Hu Feihua was extremely nervous, even more nervous than she was standing in the battle circle herself. She subconsciously grabbed Hu Lai's hand, staring at the battle circle tightly, and had the urge to shout and stop.

Hu Lai sighed in his heart. He knew that his granddaughter had just fallen in love, but she liked the wrong person and would definitely be troubled by love in the future. He reached out and patted Hu Feihua's back of his hand and comforted him:

"Don't worry! Your grandfather fought Huo Yang twice and knew that he was arrogant, but he was not crazy. He still had the capital to be arrogant. He was not so easy to be beaten."

Sure enough, the battle was over before he could finish his words.

If the Star Shake technique is used by a cultivator in the Grandmaster realm, a brilliant light will burst out from his fist, like a small star, with extremely strong lethality.

Since the boy in black is a warrior and has no spiritual power in his body, even though he has outstanding skills in the Star Shake, he can only exert 30% of the true power of the Star Shake.

Seeing that Huo Yang was looking at it, he was flirting with fists. When the boy in black hit his chest, Huo Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's wrist.

The boy in black felt that his wrist seemed to be grabbed by a pair of iron palms, and his fist stopped a little inch in front of Huo Yang's chest. He couldn't move forward or retreat, so he was shocked:

"How could your reaction be so fast?"

Huo Yang sneered: "How can you hurt me with such a slow embroidery fist?"

"You bastard! Let's see how I beat you away!"

The boy in black rushed up angrily, clenched his other fist, and attacked Huo Yang's side face with a tricky curve.

"Get out!"

Huo Yang shouted coldly, punched like lightning, and hit the chest of the boy in black. The boy in black was like a flying sack, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground.

The battle is so clean and neat, and it's easy!

The whole audience was full of surprise, and everyone wondered what kind of combat power Huo Yang had? It was so easy to defeat a level 7 warrior with his sixth-level warrior cultivation!

The elders of the Huo family were fine, but the young girls were not calm and said one by one with a sudden idea:

"It must be Huo Jiatian was careless!"

"I think it was them who colluded with each other and they were beating them."

"What magic weapon might have Huo Yang used!"

"This is definitely not true, there must be something wrong with it!"

Seeing Huo Yang getting safe, Hu Feihua felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. It felt like she had experienced a big battle and won the victory, and she was in a very happy mood.

Huo Yang's eyes swept across the faces of the seventh-level bosses one by one.

Their faces were full of surprise and they did not dare to act rashly anymore. Some bosses even lowered their heads when they saw Huo Yang coming, as if they were afraid of being selected by him. After all, they could not even beat Huo Jiatian, so how could they go over and fight him?
Chapter completed!