Chapter 789 Black Boy

The moment the ring match started.

The black boy Zhang Li also made a move.

He glanced at the tallest of the four monks on the opposite side.

"The biggest monk on the opposite side, you are the giant tiger. I heard that you are the strongest in the Red Hall, so let me, Zhang Li, compete with you in strength."

After saying that, Zhang Li threw a pair of big feet and rushed up.

The speed was so fast that it was like a black whirlwind. The two big feet stepped on the ground, making a thumping sound like a drumstick hitting a drum.

The monk in the Red Hall who was called the giant tiger by the black boy Zhang Li was called the monk Sanli. His real Buddhist name was originally Sanli. Because he was famous for his great strength, he was called Sanli. Over time, he became the monk Sanli.

The monk Sanli saw a black boy jumping out from the opposite side, wanting to challenge him, and it was a close combat. He grinned, revealing two big golden teeth with tiger teeth, and then said, "You want to compete with me in strength? The last person who proposed to compete with me in strength was about three years ago. That person's bones were broken into 600 pieces, and he is still lying in bed and can't get up. I don't know who gave you the courage, you black boy.".

Monk Sanli shook his shoulders, his bones creaked, his eyes flashed like a tiger, and he jumped up to meet him.

The two faced each other, neither dodged, and each slapped his hands to the other side, trying to grab the other directly.

You grab me to block, I grab you to block.

The four palms of the two of them kept fighting each other, snapping, snapping, the sound was crisp, and the burst of energy was visible to the naked eye.

As soon as he made a move, Monk Sanli roughly knew Zhang Li's tricks, "You black boy, you are from the South Region, right? I didn't expect you to be good at wrestling."

Wrestling is a kind of physical cultivation technique, especially good at close combat, using various techniques to directly press the opponent under the body, and then completely make the opponent lose the ability to resist.

Wrestling is also popular in the mortal world, and it is a popular competitive activity among the people. In comparison, the wrestling in the world of cultivation is many times more powerful.

There are many physical cultivators in the world of cultivation, and physical cultivators are good at physical techniques and win with strength and physique. The wrestling is a skill that integrates strength and skills, and can better play the advantages of physical cultivators' great strength, strong defense, and close combat.

Therefore, wrestling is often one of the basic skills that many physical cultivators must learn, but there are not many who have practiced wrestling to the level of divine skills.

Monk Sanli is a physical cultivation master who is particularly good at wrestling. His wrestling is inherited from a physical cultivation skill of the Golden Buddha Temple - the Tiger Power Mysterious Sutra. The emphasis is on swiftness and flexibility, tiger-like movements, and a single strike to kill.

If a spiritual practitioner of the same level of cultivation encounters the monk Sanli, if he cannot defeat him at a distance, he will most likely be directly blasted to the ground by the monk Sanli with a wrestling technique, ending up with broken bones and tendons.

The black boy Zhang Li bared his teeth and made a grimace, saying, "Big Gold Teeth, you guessed it right."

Zhang Li's original name was "Xiong Bali". This time he came to the Northern Territory alone to travel. For the sake of convenience, he temporarily gave himself a name in the Northern Territory "Zhang Li".

The black boy "Xiong Bali" was originally a member of the Southern Territory Tyrant Beast Tribe Alliance.

In the Tyrant Beast Tribe Alliance, people use various beasts as totems of faith.

The tribe where the black boy is located is the Tyrant Bear Tribe under the Tyrant Bear Mountain. The Tyrant Bear Tribe has a tradition that on special days, they will select children who are born strong and have strong physical training talents to practice alone in the Tyrant Bear Mountain.

The black boy is gifted. When he was just four years old, he had the strength of an adult Tyrant Bear. The Tyrant Bear is a powerful bear spirit beast, which is more than ten times more ferocious than the bear beasts in the mortal world.

When Hei Xiaozi was four years old, he was sent to the Tyrant Bear Mountain to practice alone.

In the end, he successfully entered the Tyrant Bear Peak, and fought with more than a thousand giant Tyrant Bears living there every day for territory, meat, and close combat.

Hei Xiaozi practiced the natural wrestling skills of bear beasts. There were no moves, but each move was fierce.

He did not return to the tribe until he was twelve years old.

When he returned to the tribe, Hei Xiaozi had been tested by the elders of the tribe and had the power of eight bears. No one of his peers in the entire tribe could compete with him in the wrestling skills. Even some men in their twenties and thirties who were quite prestigious in the tribe did not dare to compete with him in the wrestling skills.

After a few years, Hei Xiaozi's cultivation was cultivated by the tribe, and his cultivation made rapid progress. He was chosen by the elders of the Tyrant Bear Tribe as the successor of the Tyrant Bear Tribe. The tribe was going to let him represent the Ba Xiong tribe in the Ba Beast Alliance Grand Competition to be held in the entire Ba Beast Tribe Alliance three years later. Any tribe that could achieve good results in it would be respected by other tribes, and the one who won the first place would bring great honor and material benefits to the tribe.

In order to improve his cultivation faster and for the honor of the Ba Xiong tribe, the black boy chose to leave the Ba Xiong tribe and go to the North Territory to find his fortune.

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Logically speaking, the black boy Zhang Li still had a three-eyed black bear spirit pet, but because the three-eyed black bear was about to break through his cultivation, it had been sleeping in the spirit pet bag.

And the three-eyed black bear was a natural powerful monster, and now it was already at the level of a holy beast. Every time it was released, it would return with bloodthirsty.

Because of this, the black boy was not going to release the three-eyed black bear to help unless it was the last moment. He didn't want the three-eyed black bear to get hurt at this critical moment, nor did he want the three-eyed black bear to tear the monk Sanli on the opposite side to pieces.

In the square of the ring.

The monk Sanli and the black boy were fighting each other.

After dozens of rounds, it was hard to tell who was the winner.

The two became more and more serious, each improving his body. The appearance of Monk Sanli showed the shadow of a beautiful tiger. The black boy's body surface showed the shadow of a huge domineering bear.

You come and go, just like a tiger and a bear fighting. Every time the two of them rose and fell, they would make a lot of noise, making the gold brick floor buzz.

Monk Sanli's horn-fighting technique was entirely learned from the Mysterious Sutra of Tiger Power.

His body movements were swift and violent, sometimes like a tiger swimming around, sometimes like a tiger turning over, sometimes like a tiger showing its claws, and the horn thrust technique was completely textbook-like, with almost no flaws.

The black boy Zhang Li's horn-butt moves are all eclectic. They are completely the moves of a bear fighting in the field. They are simple and direct. All the moves are vital, brutal and effective.

But on the surface, Sanli Monk's performance is more stable.

As long as the black boy stands open for a long time, the wildness in his blood will unconsciously come out. He is more wild than stable.

The black boy pounced suddenly.

Monk Sanli moved half of his shoulder, and with a dexterous turn of his body, he came to the side of the black boy.

He saw the opportunity, grabbed it with his right hand like a tiger's claw, grabbed the black boy's lower back, and then pushed forward with his shoulder, the tiger appeared.

"boom!"

Monk Sanli knocked the black boy to the ground firmly. The powerful impact sent out a shock wave visible to the naked eye, and the ground crackled like the tip of a whip.

If this attack were placed on a spiritual practitioner of the same level, it would probably be the result of broken bones and muscles.

Just before the black boy's body hit the ground, his body shrank, like

The same meat ball bounced like a ball. Although it fell hard, the muscles and bones were not injured at all.

The black boy's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he twisted his arms as if to get up and fight again.

Seeing this, Monk Sanli said, "You kid, just lie here."

His tall body pressed down, and with a hungry tiger attack, he clasped the black boy's arms in reverse.

The black boy tried to move again, but his arms were held back, but he couldn't use any strength.

The audience on this side of the stands suddenly burst into cheers.

"The three powerful monks are mighty."

"The art of horn resistance is pure."

"If there is a tiger."

"Better than a tiger."

"The black boy has been subdued."

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"Hey, black boy, why don't you admit defeat? Otherwise, great monk, I will destroy both of your arms."

At this moment, the black boy let out a roar.

"Ouch——"

The voice was like a bully bear, shocking the whole audience.

But the black boy's eyes were as red as bloodthirsty, and thick black animal hair grew on his exposed skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His strength also increased sharply in an instant, and he was able to free his arm from being held back.

Black Boy's sudden change caught the great monk Sanli, who originally thought he had won, by surprise.

He tried to grab Black Boy's arm again, but it was already too late.

The black boy straightened his waist and kicked off his legs, lifting the three-power monk off his body.

Without stopping for a moment, the animal-shaped black boy jumped forward.

Before Monk Sanli could stand firm, his shoulders were already locked by the black boy's giant beast-like hands.

The black boy used his arms to lift the Sanli monk from the ground.

"screw you."

With a loud shout, Monk Sanli was thrown heavily to the ground.

Monk Sanli was indeed a master of horn contact. As soon as his body touched the ground, he suddenly curled up and rolled out ten feet away, completely absorbing most of the impact.

A carp stood upright, and the Sanli monk stood up, but the cassock outside him, especially at the shoulders, was already in pieces.

Monk Sanli was so angry that he tore off his cassock.

Fire spewed out of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You black boy, you can actually transform into a beast. You are really a barbarian from the Southern Territory."

The black boy with a beastly body showed a level of martial arts that was not inferior to that of the three-power monk opposite him, and his speed and strength were even far superior.

The black boy patted his chest and said proudly: "How about the great monk? Our barbarians in the Southern Region are so outstanding."

As soon as the words fell, the black boy rushed forward like a moving black wall.

The speed is so fast that the whistling wind is blowing.

Monk Sanli did not dare to neglect. He pinched the magic formula with both hands and activated the secret method.

A tiger-like character "king" appeared on his forehead, and the phantom of the tiger emanating from his body was as solid as real.

"Come on, Black Boy." Monk Sanli shouted and rushed forward, fighting with all his strength against Black Boy.

The two go back and forth, beating each other, but they can't tell the winner.

The spectators in the stands on this side couldn't help but applaud.

"That black boy turned into a beast."

"So barbaric."

“It’s hard to say whether we will win or lose.”

"It's really scary to fall around. If I were thrown on it, I would probably fall apart."

"Wonderful."

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