The big battle was about to break out, and the audience was solemn.

Songpa was full of fighting spirit, the muscles of his whole body were tense, the strength of his body was pushed to the extreme, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was locked on Lin Yu's body. The clothes on his body were torn inch by inch, revealing a body as black as steel, and the whole person was like iron beating steel, full of infinite explosive power. Legend has it that his horizontal body can carry knives and guns, and I am afraid that it will really happen.

And Lin Yu, his body was standing straight as loose, with a smile on his handsome face, although he seemed to be a full little fresh meat, but in the face of a top ancient Muay Thai master, he was calm and had no pressure at all. With this calm spirit alone, he compared Master Songpa, who was more than a round older than him.

Jin Yongqiang couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that he has lost his eyes again?

On the stage, Lin Yu suddenly spoke, the corners of his mouth skimmed an arc, handsome and a little bewitching, and said lightly: "You want to kill me?"

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others! If you want to know what to do, you will cut yourself off from this, lest I do it." Songpa's eyes widened with rage, and he replied in broken Chinese.

"You're nervous, you're scared. ”

"You're talking too much nonsense. Suffer death!"

Master Songpa was indeed nervous, a little afraid, and the longer it dragged on, the less good it would be for him. He learned from Zhao Tianlong's air that the kid in front of him came from a hidden sect called Wind Thunder Valley, and he practiced ancient martial arts. If it was a martial art in the secular world, he would naturally not take it seriously, even if it was a master of internal strength, he was confident that he could be slapped to death with a slap, but if he cultivated the master of internal strength created by ancient martial arts, he had to have a few more eyes. He practiced ancient Muay Thai boxing, and ancient Muay Thai martial arts have a lot of roots with the ancient martial arts of our country, of course he knows the power of ancient martial arts, which is a supreme existence that can be spied on the immortal sect when cultivated to the extreme.

With a roar of a tiger and a dragon, Master Songpa made the first move, his body moved, clicked, the bones in his body made a metal-like collision sound, and his body was like a tank advancing rapidly, and his feet were thundering step by step, and the fist ring was shattered. A powerful qi that almost condensed into substance erupted from his body, instantly filling every corner of the arena, and the clothes that had been torn by the surging muscles were shattered into powder, and the strong wind blew in all directions under the ring. The strength was like a sword, rushing towards the face, and the bigwigs in the front row had to raise their hands to cover their faces, or turn their heads.

At this time, I only saw a faint golden light faintly appearing on the upper body of Master Songpa, which was as black as steel, coupled with his hideous ghost-like face, making his whole person look like an angry-eyed King Kong.

With boxing and spells, this is the essence of ancient Muay Thai!

Whether it is the sword-like energy of Master Songpa, or the faint golden light that appears on the surface of his body, it is a true portrayal of his mastery of magic.

The two were only a few meters apart, and in the blink of an eye, Master Songpa advanced in front of Lin Yu, spitting thunder in his mouth, and then bursting out, the iron fist in his hand swung out violently, like a surging fist turning into a tornado storm, emitting a roar like thunder, as if it could tear the void apart.

Punch like thunder!

What a terrifying punch this is, not to mention hitting a person's body, even the steel monster is afraid that it can be hammered.

Many of the bigwigs in the arena were exposed to the ancient Muay Thai technique for the first time, and their eyes widened one by one, and they were shocked beyond measure.

"Is this Gu Muay Thai? It's too powerful! It's terrible!"

"In the later stage of the Lin family's internal strength, can he catch Songpa's earth-shattering punch?"

......

Jin Yongqiang bowed slightly, and he had some trust in Master Songpa. In his opinion, not to mention that there is only a child of the Lin family who is only the best in the region, even if the Jiangbei Grandmaster Shi Futian is here, he is afraid that he will not be able to catch the thunderous punch of Master Songpa. Compared with our Chinese martial arts, Jin Da Gang has more respect for Muay Thai, because Muay Thai is more violent, more violent, and can deduce the beauty of human strength to the fullest.

"Ancient Muay Thai is the real martial arts, everything else is rubbish, including your ancient martial arts in Huaxia. Child, let it be killed!"

Song Pa uttered slanderous words, and once he made a move, he seemed to have changed into a person, killing gods on the battlefield!

At this moment, everyone was stunned, in the face of Songpa's punch that could explode the steel beast, Lin Yu didn't dodge, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even make a move with his hands behind his back.

"What is this kid doing? Are you stupid? Don't dodge, and don't fight back!"

"It's over, let's stop!"

......

The pupils of the big guys shrank suddenly, and Master Songpa slammed into Lin Yu's body with a punch, and the monstrous fist power poured into his body like mercury, shattering his whole person into powder.

Mom, people are broken?

How can a person be broken?

But if people are really broken, why is there no flesh and blood?

Master Songpa, who thought that he would defeat the enemy with one punch, also realized at this time that what he hit was only a shadow, shattering Lin Yu's afterimage, and Lin Yu's true body had already moved away the moment he blasted out of the iron fist.

"What a speed!" Master Songpa instantly broke out in a cold sweat. His punch missed, if Lin Yu suddenly attacked him at this time, he wouldn't have to fight back if he wanted to.

The bigwigs in the field blinked again, and they also found that they were tired, and there was a false alarm, Lin Yu did not die at all, and stood a few feet to the left of the place. He moved so fast that he could teleport so fast that he could leave an afterimage in place.

After dodging Master Songpa's punch, Lin Yu still didn't make a move, standing like a pine, and his demeanor was calm.

"Ah, eat me one more punch!" The punch missed, and Master Songpa quickly turned around and threw another punch at him.

This punch was a little more domineering than just now, and a punch blasted out, and the punch was like a raging storm, shaking the void.

Bang......

World shaking!

Another afterimage was blasted, and Lin Yu's true body dodged the bombardment again.

When Master Songpa threw two more punches, it still only hit Lin Yu's afterimage, and his whole body was going crazy.

Anyone who looks at it knows that Lin Yu is playing tricks on him.

He is a dignified leader in the Nanyang black boxing world, a top ancient Muay Thai master, how could he have been so humiliated?

The bigwigs in the seats let out bursts of laughter, not without ridicule and mockery. The martial arts master of his own country played a foreign master, and his own people looked at it and raised their eyebrows, and they were deeply proud.

However, there are also some bigwigs whose faces are as black as ink, and they bet on Songpa to win in the bet, such as Jin Yongqiang, the richest man in Jiangbei, who bet 50 million on Songpa.

However, if you want to say that the person with the most ugly face is Zhao Tianlong.

In tonight's battle, Zhao Tianlong bet almost all of his net worth, and he can only win, not lose, but at present, it seems that he is very likely to lose.

"Are you still going to kill me?" Lin Yu said jokingly.

In the small square inch of the boxing ring, this handsome young man not only deftly dodged every attack of Master Songpa, but even his hair was not messed up, and even his clothes were not stained.

As the saying goes, if the master makes a move, the point will stop, and the judgment will be made.

In the martial arts, Songpa and Lin Yu are not on the same level at all!

"Stinky boy, there's a kind of don't hide!" said Songpa, angry and roaring loudly.

He threw all his strength into each punch, throwing multiple punches in a row, and his strength was drained. If he continues like this, he will consume himself to death.

"You are too weak to be my match at all. If you fall on your knees and beg for mercy, I will spare you from death. ”

"If you go to Nima, don't hide, just make two moves with me openly, and see if Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

"Don't blame me for being ruthless. Lin Yu's face sank, and he was really angry. When Master Songpa threw another punch, he didn't dodge, but met him.

Master Songpa's fist is still so fierce and violent, and his punches are like thunder, and the void is crackled, as if he can kill gods when he sees them, and he can kill ghosts when he encounters ghosts.

Lin Yu stretched out his right hand, which was as white as jade, and also threw a weighty punch. His boxing skills are somewhat similar to Ye Tian's, simple and unpretentious, far less vigorous than Songpa's, like the Jiangnan embroidery girl threading the needle, with a kind of artistic conception. If you look closely, you will find that there are layers of enveloping energy fluctuations on the tip of his fist, like a fist print, surging out of the tip of his fist.

This is, fist intent!

Ye Tian couldn't help but be surprised, this kid actually comprehended the fist intent, and he really had a bit of Taoism.

Boxing method, boxing method, through the law, can be regarded as having an understanding of boxing, and boxing can be regarded as sublimation.

Although Songpa's boxing technique is as violent as a storm, and his punches are like thunder, he only stops at the strength of his fists and fails to comprehend the intent of his fists.

Bang......

The two fists touched, and there was a thunderous explosion, and the violent fist turned into a wind, blasting the fist out of a big hole.

Then there was a click, and those with good eyesight would notice that Master Songpa's right arm was shortened, and broken white bones were piercing out of the flesh.

In the heart-rending scream, Master Songpa flew out upside down, flew out of the ring, and went straight to Zhao Tianlong's Taishi chair.

Zhao Tianlong's face turned pale in shock, and he hurriedly dodged away, boom, the Taishi chair was split into eight pieces, and if he was a second late, Master Songpa would have fallen on top of him.

I saw that Master Songpa's entire right arm was about to be wasted, the fist was blurred with flesh and blood, the arm was only half the length of the original, and the broken white bones pierced out of the flesh, and the blood flowed sideways, and it was extremely terrifying.

"How can this be? How is this possible?" Zhao Tianlong was dumbfounded.

Everyone in the audience was also shocked.

One punch, just one punch, Lin Yu defeated Master Songpa, who was invincible in the Nanyang black boxing world.

The strength of this teenager exceeded everyone's expectations!

And Ye Tian is not surprised, after all, Songpa's boxing skills can only punch hard, and Lin Yu comprehended the fist intent, which is one realm shorter.

Master Songpa is defeated!

In the boxing ring, Lin Yu took out a white handkerchief and wiped his right hand. Just now, it was like swatting a fly to death, and I got my hands dirty, so I had to wipe them.

This young man with a handsome appearance, and then in the eyes of everyone, the figure is almost as tall as Mount Tai, just now he was in the abyss, and now he is flying in the sky, everyone needs to look up to him again.