y who would win or lose between the two.But if both divine weapons are unsheathed, it will inevitably be a life-or-death situation. The old man said that the autumn wind sweeping leaves must never be...Moreover, he has taken Doctor L's tenth formula, and now his body potential has been activated to about 70%. His ability to resist pressure is more than seven times that of an ordinary person.

That is to say, could this one punch from the fat man knock down seven top-tier strongmen

One or two maybe, but seven Even a bear of iron wouldn't believe it.

However, just in case, he gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength, channeling his true energy to his chest, ready to face the torrential downpour.

With a deafening

, under the gaze of everyone, the fat man's heavy iron fist landed heavily on Tie Xiong's chest.

With a crack, the sound of bone breaking rang out, crisp and clear.

But at this time, Tie Xiong felt no pain. His eyes were fixed on his left foot.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that his left foot had clearly already taken half a step back.

Although he only took half a step back, the blow to Tie Xiong was undoubtedly huge. In his imagination, no matter what, the Fat Man was impossible to push him back even an inch.

Since his foot was already three inches deep in the ground, unless Fatty could displace himself along with the earth, it would be impossible. But this was almost an impossibility.

But the things in this world are not absolute. For example, right now, from Tie Xiong's point of view, something that was impossible actually happened.

Teixiong's eyes widened, and he turned his head with some difficulty, looking at the fat man who was also staring at him in astonishment. He felt something rising in his throat, wanting to say something, but not a single word came out.

If to say Tie Xiong's mind was complex, then Fatty's heart at this moment was a storm. He had already used 100% of his strength. He was confident that his punch could withstand it head-on in China, and there were only a handful of people who could do so.

But to my surprise, this iron bear was actually counting himself in. Oh, I shouldn't say half a member, because his chest had already been broken by Fatty.

This was already a remarkable achievement, but Fatty was incredibly dejected. He thought that even if his punch couldn't directly kill Iron Bear, it should at least send him flying back home. Unexpectedly, this was all it amounted to.

He was only knocked back half a step, and that was due to his own strength. The iron bear's shape didn't actually change at all.

What kind of monster was he The fat man slowly retracted his fists, a wry smile creeping across his face.

Suddenly, as the fat man retracted his fist, a sound of bone cracking echoed again in Tie Xiong's chest. Compared to the previous one, this sound, in the deathly silent room, seemed so piercing, so clear.

The voice wasn't loud, but it was magical. Everyone in the room could hear it clearly. It was an ordinary sound, but when it reached their ears, it sounded spine-chilling, especially to the members of the Ninth Squadron. When they looked at Fatty, their eyes changed completely.

Only the Iron Bear knows who he truly is. His own Golden Bell Cover skill is not something that ordinary people can break, especially after he consumed Agent No. 10. His physical strength has increased tremendously, and even with the sharpest weapon in hand, if you stand there and hack at him, you probably wouldn't be able to hurt the Iron Bear even a little.

But the fat man in front of me actually did it. With just one punch, he dislocated Iron Bear's bones. What kind of power is this

Yàn Wúqiè and Qīngshé both looked at this scene with cold expressions. Těi Xióng was actually forced to take half a step back.

This was completely unexpected, and the fact that Tie Xiong was injured only added to their surprise.

Only Ye Fan frowned and remained silent. Under Fatty's strength, this was all he could achieve. This Iron Bear was truly extraordinary. I wonder how he trained. Even if I fought him myself, I probably wouldn't do any better.

Tie Xiong looked at the misplaced bone in his chest. He grabbed it with his hand and found it sticky. It was blood. He smeared some on his finger and put it in his mouth, licking it. Since he had taken the tenth test agent, he hadn't seen his own blood.

Although the fat man had broken several ribs in his chest, he didn't feel a bit of pain. He tasted his own blood, feeling it was so terrifying, ferocious, and bloodthirsty.

The fatty took a step back, warily looking at the Iron Bear. This guy wasn't crazy, was he To be so...perverted.

Although his punch had little effect, it did break several of his ribs. How could he still be laughing Didn't he feel any pain

Could he really be as tough as they say Fatty stared intently at Iron Bear, watching his every move.

"Pig, I'm surprised by your punch. You managed to knock me down like this."

Tie Xiong glanced again at the shocking fist mark on his chest, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips.

The fat man just stared at him, wordlessly. He knew that the moment of this iron bear's frenzied revenge was coming next.

If you don't kill the tiger, there will be endless troubles afterwards. He naturally knows this, but he has tried his best. It's just that this iron bear is too abnormal. Even though he is injured, he acts like nothing happened. The fat man is really curious. How did he do it Did he preemptively cut off all the pain nerves on his body

Ye Wuque revealed a sickly smile, knowing that the next moment would be Tie Xiong's time to perform, and once Tie Xiong made his move, it would be Fatty's death knell.

After consuming Reagent No. 10, Tie Xiong's strength increased several times over. Even he didn't dare to directly take Tie Xiong's punch head-on, let alone Fatty with his plump physique.

He could practically see Fatty being knocked to the ground by the iron bear's fist.

Although Tie Xiong was pushed back half a step and lost half a bottle of wine, as long as Tie Xiong could punch the Fat Man flying or kill him, then this round wouldn't be considered a loss for him.

Ye Fan was also full of worry as he looked at the fat man. His face, unprecedentedly grave, clenched his fists tightly. He knew that the time for a bloody storm had arrived, but he couldn't step forward to stop it. Even if the fat man was beaten to death by Tie Xiong with a punch, he couldn't go up.

It is the honor of a warrior to die rather than to be stripped of his dignity.

Although Ye Fan was very confident in Fatty's strength, he lost his confidence when facing Tie Xiong.

"Young Master Ye, dare you raise the stakes" At this moment, Yan Wuque suddenly said this.

Ye Fan turned his head abruptly, only to see Yan Wujue's face full of sarcasm and a meaningful smile. His eyes were filled with endless mockery.

At this time, for Yan Wuque to add more bets is akin to robbing someone while they are on fire.

Ye Fan looked at him coldly, spitting out a few words from his mouth, "Accompany to the end."t woman gently flicked her hand, she could see Ye Fan's true form, of course, vice versa.After Ye Fan entered the small room, he quickly shut the door. He carefully picked up the box in his hand, look...