Chapter 230: Break your legs

"Fake, Fake..., I want you to die." The red-haired man was furious and rushed towards Ye Chen with his fist.

In this moment, the red-haired man's body grew nearly twice as strong, his arms were as strong as rollers, his palms were like palm fans, and his muscles seemed to grow a layer of bloody things. He looked extremely solid, and in his solidity, he also had a bloody horror.

"This is the ancient Muay Thai technique, my god?" Someone exclaimed in the crowd.

This thing like blood scales is the dragon blood-transformed armor in ancient Muay Thai art, which is a sign that the body refining reaches its peak. This layer of blood scales and ordinary guns cannot move at all. If you want to break this layer of blood scales, you must at least take a cannon, which can be called a real human-shaped ferocious beast.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. Unexpectedly, this red-haired man was actually a master in Muay Thai. Such a powerful body refiner is definitely not comparable to that of Huaguoheng martial artists. This is the peak of the world's body refining technique. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a master here, an ordinary innate warrior, and could not even break his defense.

In the field, Ye Chen's figure formed a sharp contrast with the red-haired man's figure. The red-haired man's body was like a tank, while Ye Chen was thin. In comparison, Ye Chen seemed to be standing in front of a giant. The size and aura of the two were completely different.

"Since I know my identity, boy, I advise you to hand over the elixir obediently," the red-haired man said with a sneer.

"Mt. Thai? What's that?" Ye Chen asked in confusion. Although he had watched many boxing videos of Taimen masters on TV, he was still relatively unfamiliar with this overseas sect.

Feng Xueer next to him quickly explained in a low voice: "The ancient Muay Thai school has heard that the famous martial arts sects in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. It is reported that among the ancient Muay Thai boxing, there are more than one master of Hengjian, and there are more than one."

"Oh?" Ye Chen finally got a little interested. Master Henglian, wondering what he compared with the Cangti Body and Body Technique.

Seeing Ye Chen's disdainful attitude, the red-haired man almost got angry. People from the ancient Muay Thai school were not respected by the world wherever they went.

"Boy, I want you to die." The red-haired man stepped on the ground, lifted his fist as big as a basin and punched him. At that moment, a big crack was shook out of the bluestone ground, and the red-haired man's feet were also directly trapped in.

You know, this is a doucheng platform that lasted thousands of years. It was not damaged by the wind and rain. At this time, it was actually broken by a red-haired man.

Although this red-haired man is arrogant, his strength cannot be underestimated.

Beneath the eyes of Kui Kui, Ye Chen gently waved his fist and punched the red-haired man's fist.

"This...", everyone couldn't help but close their eyes. This was not a proportional battle at all. This kid might be smashed into a meat pie.

Only Feng Xueer was silently praying for the red-haired man. Ye Chen had become an invincible existence in her heart, and the red-haired man was about to be finished.

In the blink of an eye, the red-haired man's big fist hit, and a wave of overwhelming aura shook all directions. The color above the red-haired man's fist turned blood red, emitting a metallic luster.

boom!

Only a shocking sound was heard, like a big bell hitting the ground, shaking the smoke and dust all over the ground, flooding the two of them.
Chapter completed!