Comparing it with himself, it made him feel that Wu Ming's talent was still beyond imagination!

Lu Zijin's little eyes were filled with stars, and he held his pink fists excitedly, as if he was about to rush forward.

Sensing her sister's expression, Lu Ziqing couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a vague premonition in her heart!

In the field, as time went by, Zhao Po felt more and more powerless, especially feeling that Wu Ming's physical strength was far beyond his imagination.

You Qi found that Wu Ming started to fight back more and more frequently, which made him even more anxious!

Being unable to fight for a long time, unable to use his internal strength, and feeling constrained, he gradually became angry and lost his usual composure.

"Take the mountains and cross the sea!"

After fighting for more than ten rounds, Zhao Po finally couldn't bear it anymore. He violently thrust his arms into his arms and pushed them out flatly.

The surging fist wind seems to be like a mountain overwhelming the sea, setting off a majestic wave of air!

"Well done, the dragon is waving its tail across the river!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he advanced instead of retreating. He spread his arms in a circle, staggered his steps, and actually pressed forward.

His arms were seen to go directly from top to bottom, encircling Zhao Po's forearm from the inside out, and before his fist touched his chest, he jerked it outward.

In an instant, Zhao Po felt a huge hole in his chest and screamed secretly.

But before he had time to react, Wu Ming slammed into his arms, and he rose up with a huge force. Although he was not injured, he was hit by a hit in the leg that followed, causing his blood to boil.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ming took advantage of the situation and used his special locking technique to lock Zhao Po tightly.

"Okay, the little prince is mighty!"

Seeing that Zhao Po was no longer able to fight back, Hu Lai and the other boys cheered.

Yuan Fei smiled bitterly, as he was almost strangled to death by this move that day!

Goodbye now, don’t feel the same!

"I...I give up!"

Zhao Po was so strangled that he could hardly breathe and had to admit defeat.

"The young prince is indeed extraordinary in strength. Brother Zhao and I are similar in strength, so I won't show off. The young prince can choose treasures at any time if he needs them!"

Wang Zhen behaved very simply.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he was no more a match for Wu Ming than Zhao Po without using internal strength.

Moreover, as a warrior, his arrogance and youthfulness did not allow him to win the competition by fighting on wheels!

In particular, the moves Wu Ming used just now were obviously unskilled. If they fought at their peak, they would just be humiliating themselves.

"You still have some backbone. If you want to compete, just come to me next time!"

Yuan Fei said coldly.

The two of them looked annoyed and opened their mouths to speak.

"Haha, it doesn't count as a winner or loser. After all, Brother Zhao didn't use his internal strength!"

Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand.
Chapter completed!