"Crack!"

"Tianzhu Tianjiao!?"

"Threatening me to turn into water?"

"Still unable to defend or dodge?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Ye Hao scolded him head-on and slapped him mercilessly, causing Sha Po Jia to groan and his cheeks to be swollen.

"Crack!"

"I already told you!"

"Your little tricks are of no use to me."

"Why don't you listen?"

"Can't you Tianzhu people have a good fight with me on stage?"

"Are you that afraid of me?"

"If you are afraid of me, just kneel down."

"You are addicted to food, and you still want to show off in front of me?"

"Are you worthy? Do you have the qualifications?"

Sha Po Jia was beaten until blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he roared again and again.

He is one of the three great geniuses of Tianzhu, the genius of Xianfeng Temple!

He has always dominated his peers in the past, and anyone in front of him is like a scumbag.

Even a minute ago, he was standing on the ring, showing his invincibility and strength to all directions.

But what about the result?

In less than a minute, he was beaten into a drowned dog by Ye Hao, and he was unable to fight back at all.

The most important thing is that Ye Hao used slaps!

If Ye Hao comes up with some great tricks to suppress him, then he will admit it!

Just like Ye Hao suppressed Du Bachchan, no matter what, Ye Hao was full of momentum when he took action.

Even if Du Bachchan loses, he will not be ashamed.

But Ye Hao slapped him one slap after another, causing him to retreat one after another, hitting him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't bear it.

After all, this trick is not only unpretentious, but also extremely simple.

But the problem is, he can't stop it...

"Come on, you, a great expert from Tianzhu, tell me!"

"What is the world's martial arts originating from Tianzhu!"

Ye Hao raised his hand and slapped him again!

At this moment, any martial arts in the world that came out of Tianzhu has turned into a big joke.

In full public view, in front of many spectators, Ye Hao slapped Sha Po Jia one after another, beating him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Even Fan Pojie in the Western Rest Area was stunned.

He knew how much preparation the Tianzhu people had made for Sha Po Jia.

But why did the situation suddenly become like this?

And the most important thing is that this bastard named Ye is too much!

He could obviously defeat Sha Po Jia with one move, but he didn't do that, instead he slapped him one slap after another.

Every slap sounds is equivalent to a slap in the face for a Tianzhu person.

Sha Po Jia was so arrogant just now, but now he is so embarrassed.

Ye Hao, this bastard, not only wants to kill people, but also wants to kill people!

"Bang--"

Finally, Ye Hao slapped him again, and Sha Po Jia was sent flying out, hitting the edge of the ring directly.

At this moment, Sha Pojia's eyes were filled with despair.

He would rather smash down the ring than continue to suffer such humiliation.

At this moment, he struggled for a moment before getting up, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and trying hard to stand upright.

Ye Hao walked up to Sha Pojia with an indifferent expression and raised his palm.

"Plop——"

At this moment, Sha Pojia knelt down straight.

Scared!

Really scared!

But at this moment, the originally proud and confident Tianzhu people were all dumbfounded.

There was a "click" in their hearts, as if something was broken...


Chapter completed!