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Chapter nine hundred and eighth: The tyrannical body(2/2)

This move was very fast, and it seemed that Mu Yuzi could no longer get rid of it.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yuzi became wise in a hurry and punched the ring, and he rose to a high altitude with the help of the recoil force.

Naga's side kick was too strong and he almost rushed out of bounds.

However, his reaction was also very fast, and he hooked his left foot and returned to the ring with a spin.

Mu Yuzi stood tall and regrouped with the help of the downward rush, and then gave Naga a heavy blow.

At this time, the corner of Sira's mouth seemed to move slightly, and Naga quickly changed the attack method.

He was not using his body to resist, but instead made a new attack posture just below Mu Yuzi.

Naga clasped his hands together and pulled them behind him. When Mu Yuzi fell, he suddenly exerted his strength.

A powerful energy actually shot out from the center of his palm.

Mu Yuzi did not expect Naga to have this move, but in this case, he could only bite the bullet and raise his strength to the limit.

The two powerful forces clashed, and the waves of air caused the audience to open their eyes.

"How is it!" Everyone's focus was also on the two of them.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipates, but Mu Yuzi is still the one who fails.

Only a sound of bone cutting was heard, Mu Yuzi was knocked away by Naga.

Mu Yuzi fell heavily to the ground, and he also fell heavily.

He rolled on the spot and barely distanced himself from Naga.

Mu Yuzi covered his right shoulder with his left hand. Naga's attack just now had dislocated his right hand.

However, after fighting with Mu Yuzi, Naga also took a few steps back.

The strength of Mu Yuzi's fist also made him feel a little weak.

"I didn't expect that my move would hit you. I am worthy of being a five-star dust-crossing master!" Naga said, and he also returned his anger.

"Okay, you don't have to delay the time to get back your breath." Mu Yuzi sneered, held his right arm with his left hand and lifted it up hard, and actually broke back his dislocated hand.

"I am worthy of being Captain Mu!" Yan Zhen also showed a gratified smile.

"Even if Mu Yuzi is a lion, he is already injured." Jie Xunzhi was also sarcastic about it.

"I tell you, even if he is injured, he is still a lion!" Yan Zhen was also a vain person.
Chapter completed!
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