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That arm was thicker than a normal person's thigh, with muscles coiled on it like a dragon. As the power was running, the muscles were constantly surging, and an invisible momentum swept out like a tide. The moment you saw it, you would lose your courage before the fight even started. The pressure was really too great.
He dared to say what the arm cannot twist the thigh. Even if the thigh is blocking in front of him, he will twist it into a knot with one palm.
“Sometimes, it’s not the one with more muscles that will definitely win, or the one with more strength than others.”
Yi Tianxing seemed not to see the huge arm.
"With your strength, you think you can beat me? If you don't want to be humiliated later, just hand over those ten jars of Du Kang wine. As long as you give me the Du Kang wine, we can still be good friends and good brothers." The old ghost grinned and said again.
"No need to say more, come on."
Yi Tianxing heard it and said nonchalantly.
Come to a table and sit down directly.
The old ghost also sat down opposite him. His body was so big that when he sat down, the whole chair began to groan in pain. Fortunately, all the tables and chairs in the inn were ordinary items. Although they kept creaking, they did not break completely.
Bear it with strength.
"Chair, be strong."
Wang Xiaoer looked at the chair that was ravaged by the old ghost's butt and said something subconsciously.
When the old ghost heard this, his face suddenly turned dark.
A cold snort came from his nose.
"Come on, let me take care of you so I can go drink." Lao Gui said impatiently.
The huge arm stretched out and rested one elbow on the table.
The table was solid and didn't make any cracking sounds.
"Come on, then."
Yi Tianxing also stretched out his right hand. His arm looked like Lao Gui's, with the difference between a thigh and an arm. But he was always firm and steady, without any fear.
One big and one small, the two palms were instantly clasped together.
At this time, almost all the monks who were still in the inn gathered around, looking at the center with fiery eyes, revealing strong interest.
"Who will win? With the old ghost's physical strength, it is said that in the past, he even overturned a galloping armored rhinoceros in the desert. With one punch, a sand dune was turned into dust. He was born with supernatural power and has the ability of a ghost or god."
"I think the old ghost will win. He has never met an opponent around here. He has never seen one with greater strength than him. Looking at this fellow Taoist, he is not very strong and his size cannot compare to his. I guess the old ghost should win."
"That's not necessarily true. Strength has nothing to do with stature. A small body doesn't necessarily mean no strength. Concentration is the essence. Moreover, this fellow Taoist dared to compete with the old ghost in strength, so he must have some confidence. It's impossible that he came here to be humiliated for no reason. Maybe he really has a trump card, or even his physical strength is not inferior to the old ghost."
"Look, the fight has begun."
A monk looked at the two of them with a fiery look in his eyes.
All he saw was that on Lao Gui's arm, muscles moved quickly like a dragon, concentrating all the strength in his arms. Obviously, he was planning to end the fight in an instant and win the match by crushing the opponent.
"Huh?"
But as soon as he exerted his strength, the old ghost could not help but let out a sound of surprise. He originally thought that his strength would definitely be able to push down the opponent's arm, but when he exerted his strength, he found that his strength was like a stone falling into the sea. The arm that seemed not strong was always like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, holding on tightly. There was no sign of trembling at all.
It was as if the power just now, after falling on his arm, completely disappeared.
"How could this be? Could it be that the person in front of me is unfathomable and is playing the pig to eat the tiger? How could his strength be stronger than mine? It is absolutely impossible."
The contempt in the old ghost's heart completely disappeared in an instant.
He was not a fool, nor was he as dumb as he appeared to be. He was most confident in his own strength. Now he had used no less than 30% of his strength, but he could not even shake the arm in front of him. From this, we can know that the physical strength of the person in front of him was by no means ordinary.
This guy is digging a hole for himself to jump into.
"You are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. However, do you think you can sit back and relax if you can withstand 30% of my strength? I tell you, this is impossible. 50% of my strength." A solemn look flashed in the old ghost's eyes, and he let out a loud shout.
A violent energy and blood emanated from his body, and astonishing power burst out from his arms.
"Indeed, this strength is no less than 90,000 kilograms. If this is really 50% of his strength, his physical strength should be able to reach about 200,000."
Yi Tianxing's arm remained motionless, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea. Even when more than 90,000 kilograms of power poured out and crushed him, his arm still did not tremble at all. In his mind, he was also quickly estimating the strength of the old ghost in front of him.
As of now, it has reached more than 90,000 kilograms.
If it was really as he said, he only used 50% of his strength.
Undoubtedly, his strength is at least close to 200,000 pounds.
Such amazing power is absolutely an unmatched divine force in anyone.
Unfortunately, facing Yi Tianxing, who had already reached the terrifying level of Bai Ding Si Ming and a strength of 400,000 jin, the two were nothing compared to each other.
A collision would naturally not be able to shake his arm.
"There is an accident, there really is an accident. As expected, the one who dares to compete with the old ghost in strength is definitely not a weakling. Moreover, he is a powerful body cultivator."
"It's going to be a good show. It's going to be exciting. I don't know who will win between the old ghost and this fellow Taoist. Why do I feel my heartbeat is starting to speed up? This kind of suspenseful competition is the most attractive. I don't know who is more powerful."
"My goodness, this fellow Taoist doesn't seem to have anything special, how can he have such amazing power?"
The cultivators around originally thought that there was not much suspense in this fight, but they did not expect that such a change would suddenly occur, which made many people excited on the spot. They all wanted to know whether Yi Tianxing's power was stronger or the old ghost's power was invincible.
Many people are still looking forward to Lao Gui's 50% power.
But the strange thing is that the arm remained motionless.
"Impossible, I don't believe your strength is stronger than mine. Look at my 70% strength."
The old ghost let out an angry roar, and as soon as he thought about it, waves of strength rushed into his arms again, and waves of blood and energy made a hot breath rise in the air outside his body.
With 70% of the power, the air around it is vibrating.
However, Yi Tianxing's arm still did not tremble at all and remained in front of him.
"100% of my strength, pour it out!!"
The old ghost's face suddenly turned red, and it seemed that his head was beginning to become congested. The blood in his body was boiling. The table under his arm was shaking violently, and he could feel the overwhelming force confronting and colliding.
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the old ghost's face.
Unfortunately, even though his face turned red from holding it in, he still couldn't get Yi Tianxing's arm to tilt to the side.
"You have already used all your strength, and I haven't used my strength yet."
A smile appeared on Yi Tianxing's face. With a thought, he exerted force in his hand. A force slightly stronger than the force in the old ghost's arm burst out. Suddenly, the old ghost's strong arm began to tilt to the side little by little under Yi Tianxing's thin arm.
This tilt may seem small, but it is always pressing towards one side.
Sweat kept dripping down the old ghost's face.
"Get up."
The old ghost let out a sudden roar.
The blood in his body was churning, and in the blood, he could suddenly see a huge figure appear behind him.
It was a ghost holding an iron hammer, with a green face and fangs, a single horn on its head, a huge body, tangled muscles, and a strong aura of power. As soon as this ghost appeared, it roared and roared.
It was a terrifying aura that dared to challenge heaven and earth.
The powerful one-horned demon king!!
This one was a powerful one-horned ghost king. Among the ghosts, he was the most powerful one. After a powerful one-horned ghost king appeared on this old ghost, his aura suddenly surged, and it even doubled in an instant. The arm that was originally tilted by pressure actually pulled back up little by little. The terrifying power flowed in his arm, and his muscles were shaking violently.
"interesting!!"
When Yi Tianxing saw this, he couldn't help but reveal a strange look on his face, but he did not show any weakness in his hands, and an even more violent force instantly crushed over.
boom!!
The old ghost slammed the back of his hand on the table, crushing it completely.
"Lost. The old ghost actually lost."
"Incredible, the power of the old ghost, even I can feel a strong pressure standing next to him, but he was defeated by this Taoist friend. How strong is his power?"
The monks around all had looks of horror in their eyes.
They had witnessed the power that Lao Gui had just unleashed, and could even feel it with their own eyes. No one could resist with one punch, and their bodies would definitely be blown apart and shattered into pieces of flesh and blood. With such a terrifying power, they still lost. There was no way to save the situation. It was obvious that the power that erupted from Yi Tianxing was overwhelming.
"What a strong power! As expected, he is practicing both physical training and Qi training. The cultivation of a physical trainer has reached such a terrifying level. He must have entered the second level of physical training. I wonder what his physical training aptitude is like, but it must be very strong."
There was a strange light in Jin Xiangyu's eyes.
Obviously, he was very familiar with the physical and qi training masters. He knew very well that the combat power of the two training masters was definitely not one plus one equals two. Instead, it increased geometrically.