Super God Gene

Chapter 208: Angels and Evil Fights

But the thought of surprise was just a flash away, and Naran's promised mood had long since returned to the waveless state of Ancient Well. Even if he could not see through Hansen's thoughts, he could still see through Hansen's body.

The body can indeed make many appearances of deception, but under his Immovable King spell, it is almost impossible to get an insight into the strength of every inch of Hanson's body's muscles, and to deceive Naran in such circumstances.

After all, it is impossible to falsify that some muscles will inevitably be pulled if you want to give strength, a judgement that is not difficult for Naran to make.

There is no secret to Hansen's promise, and the direction of all muscles' forces, even the speed of breathing, is reflected in Narain's commitment.

“White fist.” Naran promised to make his own judgement, undoubtedly white fists, almost all the muscles necessary for strength, Hanson had no use at all, and black fists could not be struck.

Naran promised to raise his arms to fight even though he judged it white, not because he had no confidence in his judgment, but because of respect for his opponents.

In Naran's promise, Hansen is indeed one of the people he has met with strong disguise skills, but such disguise skills are not enough to fool him. Among the opponents he has met, the only one who can disguise the unbroken is the monster at the Central Military Academy.

That's a horrible guy who can totally punch black into white, white into black, and Hanson's disguise is obviously not perfect enough compared to that guy.

Boom!

Naran promised to think about it, but his face suddenly changed. Hanson punched him over his arm, and Harsey drove him back three meters, judging that a black fist mark was lit on the screen.

“Blackboxing!” Naran promised a slight shock.

The person watching the war was silent, Wen Xiu's small mouth was wide open, the eyes were almost staring out for half a day, she really couldn't believe that Hanson scored first, even Naran promised to score.

“It's impossible!” Xu Wendy was also incredible in the face, and apart from that monster from the Central Military Academy, he had yet to see Naran commit to losing points in black and white boxing.

After a brief silence, Skynet watchers have gone a little crazy.

“My God, it's so explosive to score first in the face of Naran's promise. ”

“Is this a five-string rhythm? ”

“The Sands are going to explode. ”

“So fucking strong, this guy not only sneaks around with armor, but black and white boxing is also a non-human level! ”

“The Black Fist Emperor… If he could seal Naran's promise to zero, the Emperor would. ”

“Lord Emperor on, please take a small knee. ”

“What's your hurry? It's just a minute. It's just the beginning. ”

“666…”

Commented on the instant explosion, by the end of the day, it was too dense and numb to see exactly what was being said, too many people were excited to comment.

They have not seen Naran's promise fail for far too long, except against the Central Military Academy on the league of military schools.

Black eagle students have long cheered, Ji Yan is even more excited little face red, old stone they all yelled.

Mount White Game gave an interesting expression and touched himself in the chin: “This is really interesting, a judging angel with pure and flawless insight, like heaven; a cunning devil with great control, but crawling out of hell, who can win more? ”

In the arena, Naran promised to restore calm long ago, and that failure was not enough to shake his convictions, but Naran promised to admit that he underestimated Hanson.

Hanson's technique is not as perfect as that monster at the Central Military Academy, but he's even more insidious and cunning, and his blossoming is probably the strongest place for him.

“You're strong.” Naran promised to stand before Hanson again and say.

“Thank you." Hansen openly accepted the praise of Naran's promise.

“Come on.” Naran promised to look as calm as water, with no emotional fluctuations from his last failure.

Hanson was also polite, another punch in the past, which seemed like an ordinary punch, but attracted the attention of millions of people, all staring nervously at Hanson's fist.

Of these many, Naran promised to be the calmest and looked lightly at Hanson's punch.

It's almost exactly the same punch, looks like a vain white punch, judging from either side of Hanson's body, it's white punch, it can't have the power to reach the level of black punch.

Much remains to be done, but now that Naran has promised to know that Hanson actually has a terrible grasp over his body muscles, it is impossible for these ordinary people to detect the cracks, perhaps the trap Hanson set for him.

But Naran promised not to panic about it, even if it could not be seen whether Hanson was black or white, but Naran promised there was still a way to make a reasonable judgement.

That's Hansen's judgment that Hansen was able to use the ID of the Black Fist Emperor to see that he was an absolutely confident man, and from the four previous games, he had proved that Hansen was truly an extremely arrogant man.

In fact, in the first four games, Naran promised to be watching carefully, and with his ability to see people's hearts, it was easy to see that Hanson had revealed a winning smile when he punched. Although his mouth was slightly curled by surprise, his inner confidence was undoubtedly revealed.

At the same time, Naran promised to take note of another detail that even Hanson himself had not noticed.

Hansen's four games, out of which only three were white and the others were black, and Naran promised to pay close attention to one detail, even though every time Hansen punched black and white, he would also show a smile of victory.

But when he uses the black fist, the curvature in the corner of his mouth will be a little higher. Normal people can not see the difference at all, and only people with such insight and power as Naran promised, can see a little nigga with careful observation.

Naran promised to make it clear that this should be the kind of pleasure Hanson prefers when he hits people in black boxing, so the slightly anticipated excitement in his heart makes that smile a little bit more curvy.

And this subtle phenomenon, in the first punch, Naran's promise has been proven, quite rightly, and Hanson's smile was the same when he hit his black punch.

“There's absolutely no mistake, this is white.” Naran promised to shine a sharp light in his eyes, his arms crossed in front of him, blocking Hanson's fist.

The smile that Hanson is now showing is exactly the kind of curved smile that he is when he punches white.