Chapter 317: Killing with a Punch!

Take it or not?

The words of the old man Sansha echoed in Ye Wuque's ears, as if waiting for his choice.

However, in just a moment, Ye Wuque made his choice.

A sharp smile also appeared on his fair and handsome face, and a trace of heat flashed across his bright eyes.

"To reply to Senior Sansha, this punch, not only must I take it, but I must succeed in taking it!"

The words of the old man Sansha just now can actually be regarded as a small trap.

If you choose to take it, success is naturally easy to say. If you can't take it, you will be seriously injured. You can also not take it and retreat, but you will inevitably be afraid. Even if you come to this level again in the future, this fear will become more and more intense, and even shake your will and affect your mentality.

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Especially for Ye Wuque, if he fails, fails to take this punch successfully, is seriously injured, and cannot fight with others for a month, it means that he will miss the challenge of the human list three days later. Even if he obtains the qualification of a candidate, he can only wait for the next challenge of the human list half a year later.

It seems that if Ye Wuque chooses to retreat, it will be the safest way.

However, this will not be his choice!

Be determined to forge ahead, sharp as a blade!

This is Ye Wuque's consistent choice!

If you always retreat when you encounter difficulties and leave when you are in danger, you will inevitably slowly describe a cowardly mentality, and the fighting spirit and blood in your heart will completely disappear.

Whether you can take the punch of the old man Sansha is a question of ability.

Whether to take it or not is a question of attitude.

Ye Wuque follows his attitude and also believes in his ability.

"Good! Sure enough, no one who can break into this seventh floor will be a coward. In this case, this old man's punch is coming!"

The old man Sansha laughed, and his right hand, which was originally behind his back, slowly stretched out and slowly clenched into a fist. At the same time, the passionate but low voice slowly resounded and echoed on this seventh floor.

"Although I have been dead for thousands of years, my immortal soul and the killing fist I have studied throughout my life have been preserved and condensed into this spirit body, guarding the seventh floor of the Trial Tower. Although I have been extremely lonely for thousands of years, this is the last bit of strength I can give to my holy way of the heavens, and I am proud of it!"

"I have been an orphan since I was a child. As far as I can remember, I was adopted by an old soldier from a small country in the mortal world and recognized as my adoptive father. It can be said that I was born a soldier. I have been fighting with my adoptive father's country for the first half of my life, and I have participated in no less than a thousand wars of all sizes."

"On the battlefield, it is tragic and bloody. There is no right or wrong, no grudges, only each serves his own master, only life and death, and the old man kills. He faced countless enemies, and with his passion and reckless fighting style, he was promoted from a soldier to a captain, from a captain to a lieutenant, and from a lieutenant to a lieutenant general. "

"On the battlefield, I summed up a set of boxing techniques with human lives and killings, and studied it carefully and focused on it. Later, I joined the Holy Way of the Heavens by chance, and still kept this boxing technique. I also thoroughly refined and sublimated the boxing meaning contained in it, making it my killer. This boxing is full of my lifelong beliefs and unyielding, full of my lifelong will and soul. This boxing, I call it... Killing!"

The voice of the old man Sansha was like a bell. After he finished the last word, the clenched right fist slowly stretched out, and the punch was extremely slow, but extremely firm.

Boom!

In an instant, Ye Wuque seemed to see the old man Sansha disappear in front of him, replaced by a battlefield with flying yellow sand and blood in all directions!

Endless shouts and clashes of swords and knives came blatantly. Everywhere you look, you see ferocious and crazy faces, covered in blood, but moving forward without hesitation. It's either you or I!

The cruel and brutal battle broke out. Although the soldiers on both sides were holding ordinary iron weapons and only knew the basic breathing method, and there was no cultivator, the iron-blooded and cruel fighting continued to invade Ye Wuque's mind like a storm!

At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to feel that he had become one of them. He held a bloody broken spear in his hand and became a mortal. He kept fighting with the other soldiers with blood for blood and life for life, until the day turned into night, the night turned into dawn, and the day appeared again!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque, who was at a loss, was shocked to find that the ferocious but different faces in front of him had all changed, and he had changed too!

He was no longer a soldier who fought bravely, but a general who sat on a horse and commanded the whole army to fight!

He was in awe and pointed out the world!

The ferocious faces of the enemy all turned into the same face at this time, but it was not clear, and he could only find that they were all coming towards him!

In the end, Ye Wuque's eyes changed again, and his mind was shaken. On the battlefield, there was no more soldiers, only a huge fist that came with a bang, constantly enlarged, with boundless cruelty and iron blood!

This fist came from nowhere, but it was accompanied by endless killing intent. This killing intent was terrible and strong, which shocked Ye Wuque's heart and made him dazed, and he couldn't even think of resisting!

It seemed that once this fist came out, he could take the general's head thousands of miles away!

"Killing punch!"

The sound like thunder exploded in Ye Wuque's ears, instantly waking him up. The battlefield, soldiers, broken spears, all these illusions disappeared!

The only thing left was the bloody fist of the old man who killed three people, which contained extremely cruel and iron blood, as if wherever this fist passed, it would kill all vitality and exterminate all life!

Domineering, tragic, and tenacious!

The killing fist is like a wave and a tide, causing people to feel boundless fear!

Ye Wuque, however, was shocked to find that he was still immersed in the illusion just now. He was sweating like a slurry, his lips were cracked, his mind was in a trance, his mind was shaking, and his eyes were out of focus. It seemed that facing the punch of the old man who killed three people, he could only sit and wait for death without any resistance!

Ao!

At the critical moment, Ye Wuque bit his tongue hard and his eyes were fierce!

Then a majestic dragon roar rang out, and he instantly opened the two-pole star body, fighting with full power. His right hand was also clenched into a fist, and the holy fighting spirit gushed out like waves. A tiger head surrounded it, and Ye Wuque also punched out!

Roar! Bang!

The two fists collided in the void, and immediately burst out with boundless air waves, and huge power poured out. Ye Wuque's face changed wildly, his body exploded backward, and his right fist instantly became bloody. What's more terrifying is that a violent fist power full of extinction and destructive power came from his right fist!

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Wuque's figure did not stop until he hit the tower wall. His face turned pale instantly, and his body was constantly destroyed by the fist of the old man Sansha. It was like a thousand spears piercing his heart, extremely uncomfortable, as if it would explode at any time!

With just this punch, Ye Wuque was seriously injured. If it weren't for his strong physical strength, he would have been blown up by the old man Sansha!

"What a terrible punch! A killing punch! Really powerful!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ye Wuque struggled to stand up, but his eyes became a little confused at this moment, as if his mind was completely occupied by the punch of the old man Sansha just now. Then his eyes closed naturally, his mind was in chaos, and then clear, which was extremely weird.

Seeing Ye Wuque in such a state, the old man Sansha showed a hint of appreciation.

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