Chapter 1582: Then Fight

"Don't you dare to fight?" Zheng Mo continued to provoke. He opened his galaxy, and he could clearly see that most of the stars in it had dimmed, and only 10,000 stars were still shining brightly.

Ten thousand stars, that is the level that has just stepped into the extreme level of the Ganges Realm.

A relatively fair battle, because it is not only power that determines a warrior's combat power, but also rules. Therefore, although Zheng Mo restrained his strength, he was still at the Dzogchen level of the Ganges Realm in terms of the height of the rules.

The other arrogances all sneered. If you don't have the courage to fight, then are you worthy of being called a king?

Liu Gan showed a look of displeasure. He had already said that Ling Han didn't need to participate in the competition, but Zheng Mo still challenged Ling Han, which naturally made him dissatisfied. This was a challenge to his authority.

It's just that it was a competition just now, and he said that whoever doesn't need to participate doesn't have to participate, but now it's different, it's a challenge, and even he has no right to stop it, the parties can only decide whether to take part or not.

You can refuse, the challenger cannot forcefully act, but in this way, the challenged person will also lose face and be looked down upon by everyone.

Don't have the courage to fight a relatively fair fight? Despise you!

Ling Han smiled slightly, he was about to beat up this guy, but unexpectedly he delivered it to his door, very good! He patted the queen's slender hand to tell her not to be angry, and stood up himself.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Zheng Mo was overjoyed, in his mind, this was naturally a sure thing, the Ganges River Realm was just a big pole, even if he restrained his own strength, but the height of the rules was there, this was the crushing of the Great Perfection by the Great Perfection.

"Haha, I'll let you do another ten tricks." He deliberately said generously.

"Okay!" Ling Han didn't care, he jumped up and punched Zheng Mo.

Since Zheng Mo had said that he wanted Ling Han to make ten moves, he naturally wouldn't slap him in the face in public, and turned his hands into a cross shape, placing them on his chest, to forcefully receive Ling Han's blow.

Boom!

Ling Han punched him, his strength exploded, and he charged towards Zheng Mo.

The brilliance soared to the sky, but when the power dissipated, Zheng Mo stood proudly. He has cultivated to the extreme in the three realms of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars. Therefore, even if he fights at the same level, his strength will not be inferior Yu Linghan, coupled with the crushing of the rules, has far exceeded his combat power.

It's just that he gritted his teeth slightly,

This was a real close-quarters bombardment, which made his skeleton tremble a little, his internal organs felt uncomfortable, and he wanted to vomit.

Damn, this guy's physique seems to be very amazing, it is not suitable to fight this person in close quarters, the impact of a real collision on the body is too strong.

Ling Han punched again.

Zheng Mo didn't want to fight with Ling Han at all, but since he said that he wanted Ling Han to make ten moves, then he had to block these ten moves, or dodge them - did he have the nerve to dodge? He blew so hard just now, if he dodges, where should he put his face?

He could only grit his teeth and confront Ling Han again.

Bang, the fists of the two collided together, and in the power shock, the surrounding void seemed to be torn apart, which was extremely terrifying.

This is a battle at the extreme level of the Ganges River Realm, and there are still two kings, and their combat power has already soared to the Great Perfection, so it is naturally terrifying.

Zheng Mo didn't back down at all, he was still so relaxed, but only he knew in his heart that the punch made his bones humming, and he hasn't recovered yet, as if he was going to be broken into hundreds of pieces.

"It's really trash. In a battle of the same level, I failed to gain the upper hand even after ten moves!" Some people around him began to mock.

They have hardly met Ling Han before, but they have heard of his name, because there are rumors that Ling Han is going to be the seventeenth elder, which naturally makes them dissatisfied. Why should an outsider, someone who is much weaker than them Can a person ride on his own head?

This battle is the proof, it's trash!

"Hmph, I don't know which corner ran out of it, but actually tried to ride on our heads in delusion, thinking too much!"

"This battle made him understand that slag is scum after all, no matter how much you praise it, it's still mud!"

"Hahaha, let Zheng Mo teach him a good lesson!"

Naturally, Ling Han didn't take these words to heart, he rushed out for the third time, and still punched him, simple, direct, and brutal.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ling Han blasted seven punches in a row, Zheng Mo also connected seven punches without showing any weakness, like a rock, as stable as Mount Tai.

From the eyes of onlookers, it is natural that Zheng Mo is in control of the overall situation. As long as he receives the last three punches, it will be the time for him to counterattack. It is conceivable that with his strength, he can defeat Ling Han as if he could destroy him.

However, Zheng Mo was about to cry. His arm bones really couldn't hold it anymore, and cracks like spider webs had already appeared. If he hadn't been forcibly cohesive with Yuan force due to his strong strength, it would have been broken long ago.

But if he persisted like this, how many more punches could he hold on to?

Three punches... seems to be far away in the world!

Ling Han smiled slightly, and comforted him: "Hold on, there are only three punches left."

You!

Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and said, "After three moves, I will let you know the evil consequences of provoking me!"

"Hey, didn't you challenge me?" Ling Han pretended to be surprised, swung his right fist, and punched out without hesitation.

Boom! Boom!

After another two punches, Zheng Mo couldn't help showing a trace of pain on his face. This kind of melee confrontation is taboo for all strong people, because if the strength is about the same, then you have to bear the full force of the shock. No matter how much power you blast, you have to bear that much.

Except for those who specialize in physical fitness, no one's bones are too tough, let alone him, even the devil lord can't bear it.

"The last move!" Ling Han rushed out, his figure accelerated, turning into a bolt of lightning, and he punched out with his right fist, like a dragon flying into the air.

boom!

Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and still chose to fight with Ling Han. His self-esteem did not allow him to back down at this time.

Of course, this is still a tie, the two are about the same in terms of strength, but then, Zheng Mo unexpectedly did not launch a counterattack, Da Da Da, blood dripped from his fingertips.

"What!"

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed, and their faces were filled with disbelief. They couldn't accept such a result.

Why was Zheng Mo suddenly injured?

"Look!" Someone pointed at Zheng Mo's arm.

hiss!

Everyone gasped, only to see that Zheng Mo's right arm was swollen thicker than his thigh, with obvious deformation and blood stains.

It's... obviously a bone that's been torn apart and pierced through the skin.

Only then did they know that every time Zheng Mo received Ling Han's punch, he had to pay a huge price. His bones were unbearable. After ten punches accumulated, a qualitative change finally formed, causing the entire arm bone to be shattered.

Pairs of surprised gazes looked at Ling Han, even the three Demon Lords Leng Xiaoran, Ouyang He, and Gouhai were no exception, on the contrary, Gu Feng lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.