Chapter 882 (1/2)

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?