"Hey!"

Ding Xiaoyi grinned, showing his neat white teeth. His eyes scanned the young man's face, and his smile became even brighter.

"why are you laughing!"

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi smiling at him, the young man felt bored in his heart for no reason.

"Hey, what I like most is meeting some geniuses."

"Oh!" Wang Zhao raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Isn't it too late to compliment someone at this time?"

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head with deep regret: "No, no, no, no, I think you are mistaken. I like geniuses like you because I just want to know if geniuses feel better when beaten than ordinary people!"

Wang Zhao heard this and did not respond. He narrowed his eyes with a cold light reflected in his eyes.

Suddenly, a hand and several warm stones hit Ding Xiaoyi together.

The difference from before is that each Goose Warm Stone is covered with a thin layer of psychic energy that is extremely fast and difficult to catch with the naked eye.

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However, Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to the flying stones, bent his knees, jumped up, and punched Wang Zhao.

"Bang bang bang~"

A series of explosions suddenly exploded on Ding Xiaoyi's body. Before a few warm stones could touch Ding Xiaoyi, they were immediately crushed by an invisible spiritual energy.

Suddenly, Wang Zhao's expression changed slightly, but he did not dodge. Instead, he stepped forward when he saw Ding Xiaoyi's slow fist.

Piaomiao's pace was extremely fast, like a cunning fox.

Avoiding Ding Xiaoyi's fist, he gathered a stream of spiritual energy from his palm and stabbed directly into Ding Xiaoyi's abdomen like a sharp blade.

"you are too slow!"

There was a sneer in Wang Zhao's eyes, as he had already reached the pinnacle of his killing skills that he had practiced hard since he was a child.

Compared to the clumsy fists of the guy in front of me, he was completely indifferent.

However, the moment his voice fell.

But Ding Xiaoyi suddenly closed his fist and used the fist method improved by Old Man Zao.

For a moment, the surrounding aura suddenly changed, and two streams of spiritual pressure, one contracted and one released, collided.

Wang Zhao was involuntarily involved in the psychic energy and was unable to move for an instant.

"Nine transformations of the spirit fox!"

Wang Zhao's heart trembled, and he hurriedly tried to get away, but his figure split into nine blurry shadows, and then disappeared in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual energy intensity is too high. Although Wang Zhao's spiritual energy is abundant, in terms of intensity, ten of him can't compare to Ding Xiaoyi.

Seeing that Wang Zhao had been fooled, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly showed a sinister smile on his face.

"This punch is called strengthening the country!"
Chapter completed!