Chapter 347 Let’s see if it’s your words or my fists that are stronger!

(Wishing all readers a happy Dragon Boat Festival)

Everyone in Saint Freya listened nervously to the bursts of hissing sounds coming from the billowing smoke and dust.

Their heartbeats grew more intense, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the smoke-filled area, eager to see what was happening inside. However, their vision was blocked, and they could only judge the development of the situation based on the sounds.

Like a magic trick, Kiana took out a bag of popcorn from somewhere, then tore open the bag and put each piece of golden and crispy popcorn into her mouth, crunching while chewing it with tight eyes. Stare ahead.

Although you can't see anything, you can tell by the sound that the two people are fighting inextricably, and you can hear the sound of punches hitting the flesh with every punch.

"It's so intense, will Fu Ming be okay?"

Kiana muttered to herself, her brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of worry revealed in her eyes.

After all, Fu Ming is one of her best friends. If anything happened to him, Kiana would definitely be very sad.

As she spoke, Kiana grabbed another handful of popcorn and put it into her mouth.

"Kiana, give me some."

Xiaoshi walked quickly to Kiana, patted her thigh gently, then raised his head, looked at Kiana with a pair of big eyes, and at the same time stretched out a small hand and asked for her in a coquettish voice. what.

Kiana lowered her head to look at Xiaoshi, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in her heart. She didn't expect that Xiaoshi, who was incompatible with her, would actually ask her what she wanted to eat.

"for you."

Kiana knelt down and handed the popcorn in her hand to Xiaoshi, then withdrew her gaze from Xiaoshi and looked at the battlefield attentively again.

As the battle continued, the attacks from "both sides" became more and more fierce, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

Everyone's heartbeats couldn't help but accelerate. Kiana nervously grabbed the popcorn bag in her hand, her palms began to sweat, and her whole body was boiling with blood.

But as the smoke gradually dissipated, the figures of the two people were slowly revealed.

Everyone was expecting a fierce, fist-to-flesh fight, but the scene before their eyes left everyone dumbfounded...

"Tell me, who sent you here!"

"Um!"

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"Don't tell me!"

"Uh-huh!"

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"You're so tough, you won't even say this!"

"Well!"

∟(◎?◎ ∟)

"I'll give you one last chance, don't tell me!"

"No no no!"

∟(◎?◎ ∟)

"Oh, I really don't believe it anymore. Let's see if it's your words or my fists that are stronger!"

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Fu Ming was seen sitting astride Watt with his bare chest. The muscle lines on his back were as firm as a mountain, and the muscle lines on his waist were smooth and powerful, forming a sharp contrast with his lower body.

His left hand covered Waerte's mouth like an iron pliers, preventing him from making even a single sound;

And his right hand was dancing crazily in the air, pounding down hard like a gust of wind and rain!

The taut muscle lines on his arms were like undulating mountains, and every punch was so fierce and powerful, as if to blow Watt's head apart!

However, what is surprising is that although these fists hit Watt's face hard and left clearly visible fist marks.

But in a flash, the fist marks disappeared at an astonishing speed, as if they were cast by magic, and were replaced by the intact face without any abnormality...

Such a weird and funny scene was really hard to imagine. It seemed as if time had frozen at this moment. Everyone opened their eyes wide, their faces full of shock, and they had no idea how to react.

Kiana's mouth opened wide in shock, and the popcorn she was chewing slipped out and fell to the ground. She gasped and exclaimed:

"Hiss, it's so cruel, I can hardly stand it anymore!"

Theresa, who was walking nearby, couldn't help but nod her head repeatedly to show her agreement when she saw this, and she felt a little more sympathy for Waerte.

Xiaoshi (#-.-) looked at Fu Ming who kept asking questions but covered his mouth tightly, and murmured with confusion in his heart:

'Am Ming taking it out on this guy? '

Theresa looked at the indifferent Fu Hua with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked:

"Fu Ming is fighting and healing at the same time. Although that guy can't die...but should we step forward and stop him? I can't stand it anymore."

However, Fu Hua stood there like a sculpture, motionless, and didn't even take her eyes off Fu Ming.

Fu Hua's eyelashes trembled slightly, her face looked a little solemn, and her heart was full of doubts about Fu Ming:

"This guy... is obviously so strong, why did he still resist my punch before, and the pain on his face didn't look fake..."

Fu Ming reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his slightly tired face finally revealed a look of relief.

He slowly loosened his hand that was tightly covering Watt's mouth, gently moved his sore fingers, and asked again:

"Huh, is there anything you want to say now?"

"Tell me, I'll tell you everything. Cocolia sent me here to bring the third Herrscher Raiden Mei back to Anti-Entropy..."