"Huh?" Han Ling subconsciously hesitated.

She turned her head to look at the ring, and she could clearly see that in front of the fat boxer, his opponent was like a weak chicken. It's like a child fighting with an adult, isn't the end obvious?

Not only him, but even Xiao Shujun and others on the side were also looking at Zhang Yang with idiotic eyes, you kid is showing off his IQ?

"Dude, are you confused?" Xiao Shujun finally stopped laughing and said lightly:

"Your girlfriend has finally made some money, aren't you clearly cheating on her!"

"You're a complete layman, young man. Over there, Brother Li also appeared and said, "Competitive events such as boxing, sanda, including weightlifting, are all divided into weight classes, because the amount of weight is directly proportional to the strength and strength of the force, just like people can never win a lion, the weight class is different, and the difference in strength is too big!"

"Look at this fat man, obviously he has practiced boxing, at least 100 kilograms, which means that he can punch at least a few hundred pounds of power. Look at the Southeast Asian monkeys over there, you can't carry it with a punch. ”

He shook his head as he spoke:

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, you'll be laughed out of your big teeth. ”

Even the other two bodyguards looked at him with disdain.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang, he just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said lightly: "If you don't believe it, pull it down." ”

Whether it is Xiao Shujun or Han Ling, they are just strangers, he has already said this, if you don't believe it, forget it, anyway, it is not him Zhang Yang who loses money.

"Han Meinu, don't listen to his nonsense, Brother Li is a professional, and you can't make a mistake with him. Xiao Shujun looked at Han Ling and said.

'Uh...' Han Ling hesitated.

But soon she had no worries, she was originally here to be close to Zhang Yangtao, even if she knew that he might be wrong, she had to treat it as the truth.

So she picked up the nib of the pen and circled another name.

Seeing this, Xiao Shujun first frowned, then shook his head and sighed, and didn't say anything more.

It's better to lose all the money, so that she owes me 10,000 yuan, and I can still make a fuss with it. ’

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiao Shujun's mouth showed a malicious smile.

The battle on the stage soon began, and I saw the thin monkey clenching his fists and bowing down, his body like a spring, bounced up from the ground violently, and punched up to the sky, hitting the opponent's chest.

His punch was not only unexpected, but also caught the power of his waist and legs, and the speed was extremely fast, rubbing a terrible roar in the air, and the audience was discolored.

His opponent was a professional boxer after all, his face sank, and he quickly covered his chest with his arms.

But the skinny monkey's first punch didn't work as well as it should, and then the second punch came again. Then there was a series of knee and elbow strikes, like a stormy wave, and the opponent was powerless.

At this time, the audience let out a cold sigh, and they didn't expect that this boxer, who was close to two meters, would be violently beaten by a small man.

Only Han Ling raised her eyebrows, and her eyes were different when she looked at Zhang Yang.

But Zhang Yang's face sank like water.

He could see from the actions of the two of them on stage very early on that the little man was a real practitioner, he walked and was as steady as a rock, and he had at least one or two decades of horse walking skills.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shujun, Brother Li and the others couldn't help but look a little ugly, looking at this trend, it seems that they really made this kid right.

Sure enough, the winner was quickly decided.

Boxer defeated!

In the face of this unexpected ending, the audience first sighed, and then began to scold, watching Bai Huahua's banknotes drift, many people's eyes were red, and they couldn't wait to rush to the stage to grab the thin monkey's collar and teach him a hard lesson.

Han Ling held her hands in front of her chest, her eyes shining like a little fan girl:

"Mr. Zhang, you are so amazing!"

"It's a little funny. Zhang Yang smiled and inadvertently glanced at Xiao Shujun next to him.

Seeing that his face was a little gloomy, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Hmph, what's so good about the poor boy, it's just good luck. A trace of disdain flashed in Xiao Shujun's eyes.

Seeing Xiao Shujun's frivolous words, Han Ling frowned and maintained: "Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Zhang is not a poor boy." ”

"He's not?"

Xiao Shujun pursed his lips and wanted to laugh out loud.

can't even take out 10,000 yuan, and let his girlfriend borrow money, isn't this called poverty?

But in public, he didn't want to go too far, so he didn't say anything.

Soon, the first day of the competition came to a successful conclusion, and at the request of the organizers, the audience left the venue in rows, and the winners were naturally elated, but most of them were scolding the streets, thinking about coming back tomorrow to find the venue.

Back in town, it was nearly eleven o'clock, and it was hard to get rid of Han Ling's light bulb temporarily. Zhang Yang walked alone along a river in the town, walked about a kilometer or two, and came to a green meadow.

The river is not big or small, the banks are about twenty or thirty meters wide, the water flow is gentle, and it is crystal clear.

The main thing is that the aura of this place is quite abundant.

Zhang Yang sat down cross-legged and began to operate the Qi Refining Heart Method, and the spiritual energy within a radius of ten zhang continued to converge, forming a cyclone around him.

Time passed quickly, and by the time he finished his two weeks of cultivation, nearly four hours had passed.

"It seems that after breaking through the realm, not only has his own strength increased several times, but even the demand for aura has increased a lot. ”

Zhang Yang muttered to himself.

He didn't rush to get up, but continued to sit upright, silently recalling in his mind what was recorded in the Taoist book. It is an entry-level exercise, which focuses on fighting and fighting, and the name is simple and easy to remember, called 'Fighting Eighteen Styles'.

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't remember all of them, he only remembered the first three styles, and with his current cultivation, the first three styles may not be used.

Recalling it completely, Zhang Yang slowly stood up from the ground with full confidence.

I saw him standing on the bank of the river, his figure shrouded in the faint moonlight, floating in the wind, like the Nine Heavens Star Monarch descending to earth.

"The first form, the dragon's finger!"

He raised his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together, condensed into a sword technique, and rotated in the air for a circle, the white energy condensed at the tip of his finger, and vaguely pulled out a ring of qi in the air.

"How's it powering?"

Zhang Yang was suspicious, and his right hand was sent forward, and his fingertips were pointing towards the river in front of him.

His finger seemed to be an understatement, but the air in front of him hissed violently, and even the void shook slightly.

'Bang-'

I saw a white smoke shoot out from his fingertips, as fast as wind and thunder, driving a vast air current, like a grenade being shot out of the chamber, and the speed was extremely strange.

'Bang!'

A torpedo-like explosion suddenly sounded on the water not far away, and it was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and ten thousand waves of water rushed to the sky!

The entire riverbank shook instantly, and Zhang Yang clearly felt that his feet were shaking.

"I'm going, so fierce?!"

Looking at the churning white waves, Zhang Yang was surprised and delighted.

"Second form, Cloud Burning Hand!"

He paused, his hands spread out, like bird wings, fanning down from the top of his head, he only felt that the true yuan all over his body was boiling, like a dream bubble.

'Whew-'

With the sound of a thick air current, I saw that two clear palm prints the size of one person were pressed out on the vast surface of the lake, and the depth of the water almost reached more than a foot.

Zhang Yang knows that his current goal is only water, and if he is facing people, he is afraid that he will be crushed into a meatloaf by these two palms.

Soon, the palm prints dissipated as the true element was exhausted, and white bubbles continued to appear in the water.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I thought that martial arts like the Flower Finger were powerful enough, but I didn't expect these two moves to be even more exaggerated, compared to them, the Flower Finger is simply as worthless as a drizzle.

Strictly speaking, this can no longer be regarded as martial arts in the usual sense, but a real immortal supernatural power.

"I'm really not dreaming?... the excitement in Zhang Yang's heart really can't be described in words.

"In the foundation building period, I am already so powerful, so what if I practice to the Xuan Period, the Heavenly and Human Period? Not to mention Huaxia, even if it is the entire earth, I can come and go freely!"

"Come again!Third Style, Shaoyang Sword!"

Zhang Yang, who was on the bank of the river, did not know that at this time, on the opposite bank of a kilometer away, several military binoculars were clearly monitoring him.

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