Although Tang Zichen had great strength, he still couldn''t offset the difference in realm. His arm was broken. At the moment, the owner of the museum was trembling. He thought that he could blow Tang Zichen away with one blow, but as a result, both of them were blown away at the same time, and his arms were shaking, because Tang Zichen''s strength was too great. If it wasn''t for his advantage in realm, he would have broken most of his strength in time.


    As for the fracture of Tang Zichen''s arm, it was not caused by the strength of the museum owner, but by the use of hidden force to break Tang Zichen''s arm while the museum owner was removing Tang Zichen''s strength.


    After all, Tang Zichen''s realm is so poor. If the weapons are good, once the two people have direct physical contact, Tang Zichen''s physical tenacity is not as strong as that of the museum owner. Therefore, Tang Zichen''s arm is broken by him.


    "Hoo." Tang Zichen took a deep breath in his heart. It seems that he has almost no chance to defeat the museum owner by relying on his hands. Maybe he has a chance to use a combination of swords and swords. As for enchantment, Tang Zichen can''t be fascinated by so many people with low level.


    However, Tang Zichen saw that the owner of the museum also seemed to feel bad. His arm was shaking slightly, and his blood must be boiling.


    The onlookers didn''t know the inside story. They only saw that Tang Zichen''s arm was broken under one blow, but the owner was OK.


    "Song Xiaolou, don''t be shameful. You are not our master''s rival at all."


    "Ha ha ha, dare to challenge my master and fight in the face."


    Several disciples of the master laughed. At this time, the master roared, "shut up, everyone."


    The disciples were in a hurry to shut up.


    When the librarian saw his disciples laughing at Tang Zichen, he blushed because only he knew that Tang Zichen, who was so much younger than him and had so much lower level, was able to deal with him like this, which made him tremble. Those disciples also laughed at Tang Zichen because of this, which made the librarian blush.


    At this moment, Tang Zichen closed his eyes.


    Yes, in Tang Zichen''s mind, he immediately turned out the eighth level of Dali Shengong. Tang Zichen wanted to see if he could practice the eighth level of Dali Shengong.


    If Tang Zichen can do it, he will not be able to stop it even if the master''s level is high. When his strength reaches a certain level, nothing else will help. Tang Zichen can absolutely blow him to pieces with one blow. Absolutely, he can do it with one blow of 50000 Jin. I don''t believe who dares to come up and let him have a try.


    Tang Zichen tested it in his mind. After stepping into the realm of unity, he was able to realize the mystery of the eighth level of great power.


    "Ha ha, I can do it, and it shouldn''t take long."


    However, Tang Zichen is now fighting with the master of the museum, and it''s hard to say to pause for a moment. Therefore, Tang Zichen must delay for a few minutes. He is sure that in three minutes, he can practice the eighth level of great power.


    In his mind, Tang Zichen used to use both his heart and his mind. While practicing his powerful skills, he said: "the master of the museum is really a genius. He didn''t use any weapons. With a tight fist, I broke my bone."


    "Hum." The owner snorted and said, "Song Xiaolou, you are not my opponent. Although I admit that you are really talented, now, get out of here."


    "Ha ha ha, master, it''s too early to say it''s not your opponent."


    "What? You still want to fight me? Your arms are still broken. How can you fight me


    "Tut Tut, thank you for being a doctor. I''ve learned my skills. What''s a mere fracture?"


    "Even if you can recover instantly, you can''t change the injured state. Do you think you can still exert 100% strength with your injured arm?"


    I don''t know why. The owner of the museum is a little afraid of Tang Zichen. It seems that he doesn''t want to fight with Tang Zichen any more. God knows if Tang Zichen has any back moves. Such genius as Tang Zichen often has many means.


    "Ha ha ha, curator, today is my challenge to you. This duel will not stop until it is completely divided. What''s more, I just tried, but I didn''t show my real strength. Now I''ve tried. You and I, song Xiaolou, are not afraid at all, unless you haven''t shown your full strength. "


    "Joke, I just used my hands without any weapons. How can I do my best? Song Xiaolou, don''t be self righteous."


    "That''s the best. Get your weapons ready and show your strongest fighting power." Tang Zichen said.


    In Tang Zichen''s mind, the eighth level of Tang Zichen''s great power skill is about to be completed. He just talked a lot with the owner of the library, about three or four minutes.


    Tang Zichen immediately twisted his just broken arm, and then spent a minute to cure himself. In this way, Tang Zichen recovered to the peak. At the same time, the eighth level of Tang Zichen''s great power skill was also practiced.


    When Tang Zichen clenched his fists, he felt that his fingers would be crushed by himself. This feeling was so cool.


    "Ha ha ha." Tang Zichen burst out laughing. The strength of his fist can reach 50000 Jin. 50000 Jin. What a terrible number.Tang Zichen didn''t believe that Tang Zichen could hold off his fifty thousand jin fist at the peak of the early stage of the integration.


    At this time, the owner of the museum was ready. He had a big knife in his hand, a bit like Guan Gong''s.


    At this moment, the owner said in his heart: "I must beat him hard. I''m at the peak of the early stage of the hall in one realm. If I can''t beat him, I''ll lose my face and the face of Qingju hall will be lost. I must beat him as fast as I can, so that he can be so presumptuous."


    "Song Xiaolou, can we start?" The owner said with a big knife.


    Tang Ziyang said: "this time, you can''t keep the most powerful."


    "Well, it depends on the move."


    "Drink." The owner of the museum jumped up, gave a loud drink, and a knife soared in the air, like lightning. Whew, he went down to Tang Zichen. This knife, with infinite power, was the one that the owner hit with all his strength.


    However, Tang Zichen is stronger.


    With a roar, Tang Zichen worked hard and concentrated all his strength in one punch. This punch reached 50000 Jin, or even hundreds of Jin more, but it can be ignored.


    "Boom." In full view of the public, a knife, a punch, two bombardment together.


    The power of 50 thousand jin is not just a fist. It''s like a big truck bumping into it at high speed. Everything it encounters is crushed to pieces.


    "Wow."


    When the master''s broadsword touched the power of Tang Zichen''s fist, it broke, even the handle.


    "Boom." A heavy blow fell on the owner''s body. In an instant, it flew like a sandbag, destroying a house dozens of meters away.


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