"Does he dare to fight Master Ge?" Guo Lao frowned and stared at Zhang Yang.

The reason why Master Ge frequently provoked Zhang Yang was to force him to take revenge. I didn't expect this kid to be unconscious at all, and he really fell into the trap.

Even Han Ling frowned and looked at Zhang Yang worriedly.

I knew that he didn't talk much at that time, how could a big man with strong blood and strength endure such humiliation, but it was not a wise choice for him to choose to fight, after all, that Master Ge was the descendant of the Eight Extremes Fist.

She wanted to remind Zhang Yang, paused, but still didn't say anything.

The people present are all the top bigwigs in Nanjiang City, and they didn't even say anything, so how could she have room to speak.

At this time, Zhang Yang had already walked to the middle of the hall and stood opposite Ge Youcheng.

Ge Youcheng is nearly 1.9 meters tall, full of strong muscles, and his black practice clothes are tight, standing there majestic. And Zhang Yang is thin, half a head shorter than him. The two stand together, and what is the contrast?

'The gap is so big, what else is this... Admit defeat and forget it...' Guo Lao and Director Li both shook their heads.

Ge Youcheng looked at Zhang Yang, licked his lips, and said with a sneer:

"Hehe, how about we win me, my nephew's business will be forgotten, and if you lose, you have to compensate him for his losses, including one leg!"

Zhang Yang nodded casually: "Okay, you can do it quickly, don't waste time." ”

"It's very arrogant!" Ge Youcheng's face turned cold.

He looked Zhang Yang up and down, took a step back suddenly, exerted force on his heels, walked on his waist, ran through the tips of his fingers, and smashed Zhang Yang's chest with a fist.

This punch came extremely fast, and the bigwigs present almost didn't see it clearly.

Only Wang Tianlong's face froze.

"No wonder, it turns out that he kept his hand when he was talking to me just now... He used all his strength to punch this punch, if it were me, I would have to stretch my internal strength to resist it, this kid is going to be finished..."

At the next moment when he secretly made a decision.

I saw Zhang Yang raise his left hand, spread out his palm, and Ge Youcheng's fist smashed on the palm, making a crisp sound of 'pop'.

Ge Youcheng was shocked by the power of this punch, his arm was numb, and his body was chaotic, but Zhang Yang stood in place, as steady as Mount Tai.

'This... It turns out that this young man has kung fu...' Wang Tianlong was secretly surprised.

The heart said that this young man could directly take this punch with hundreds of catties of huge power, he must have practiced horizontal kung fu, and it should be a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt or something. But what if you practice this kind of kung fu, as long as you don't practice internal strength, then there is no need to pay attention to it.

"How is that possible?"

Ge Youcheng's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, his punch can be regarded as a masterpiece, one punch can even break a few centimeters thick plank, is this kid's palm harder than an iron plate?

Zhang Yang gently pushed, took a few steps back from him, and said with a smile: "Use more force, don't be like a woman, and lose all your Bajiquan faces." ”

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing Zhang Yang's disrespect for Bajiquan, Ge Youcheng was immediately furious, his body straightened forward, and he punched straight out.

'Bang!'

I saw him standing up and punching out, the fist eye up, the heart of the fist inward, and the force on the fist surface, although it looked mediocre, but the momentum of this punch was more powerful and fierce!

"Collapse fist!" Wang Tianlong couldn't help but shout out two words.

Collapse boxing is a kind of five elements boxing, when the force is concealed, short-distance and urgent, mainly borrowing the wrist and forearm muscles to transmit the strength, sudden cold movement, short assault, both fast and fierce, force through the lungs, is a typical boxing method that penetrates the strength!

There was once a martial arts master in the late Qing Dynasty, named Guo Yunshen, who achieved the stunt 'half-step collapse fist', invincible, no one could stop him, and had the reputation of 'half-step crashing fist walking the world'.

'If I hadn't noticed it beforehand, I would have been injured if I had retreated or dodged in advance... Even if this kid practiced the iron cloth shirt, it would be useless, this punch could break his lungs!'

Wang Tianlong's face was solemn.

Sure enough, Ge Youcheng's punch was mediocre, and in the middle, the momentum changed violently, the strength was condensed to a point, and the speed increased several times, like an arrow off the string!

It was only then that Zhang Yang's eyes flashed.

"It's late!" Wang Tianlong blurted out, as if he had expected Zhang Yang to be seriously injured and dying.

And yet—

In the face of the ferocity of this collapse fist, Zhang Yang just breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and grabbed it gently, the action was understated, as if he was catching a fallen leaf in the wind.

But it was such an easy action, and he grabbed this collapse punch alive and strangled the penetrating power that was enough to shatter the heart!

"W-What?"

Ge Youcheng's fist was held by Zhang Yang, and his whole body was stopped, his penetrating power that condensed the strength of his whole body, which was enough to shatter the opponent's heart, was actually strangled in an instant!

He broke out in a cold sweat.

Not only him, but even Wang Tianlong over there contracted his pupils, stared at Zhang Yang deadly, and muttered a few words in his mouth:

"Master, master!"

Zhang Yang grinned, showed a row of teeth, and said very kindly: "It's my turn, right?"

As he spoke, he let go of Ge Youcheng's fist, squeezed his hand into a fist, turned his wrist, and made a gesture.

In the eyes of Guo Lao and others, Zhang Yang's fist is very delicate, far inferior to Ge Youcheng's iron fist. But in Ge Youcheng's eyes, his fist is equivalent to a sledgehammer!

"Are you ready, I'm going to make a move. ”

Zhang Yang laughed as he moved his body sideways, pulled his arm violently, and threw a punch like a Pegasus meteor.

"No, run!"

In fact, Ge Youcheng felt the dangerous aura that soaked through his backbone as early as Zhang Yang spoke, and the moment before Zhang Yang swung his fist, he turned his head and ran to the door of the hall, striding like a wild bull.

"Huh, why did Master Ge run away?"

Led by Guo Lao, everyone was surprised.

Of course he has to run, and if he stays, he can only be killed by a punch!

While everyone was hesitating, he was already approaching the gate and was about to cross the threshold.

At this moment, a flirtatious voice came from the middle of the hall:

"What are you running, aren't you going to compete with me?"

Hearing this, Ge Youcheng's spine suddenly cooled, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see a fist cut through the air and smash into him like a meteor.

"Ahh

Feeling the punch coming at him, Ge Youcheng shouted, quickly turned his body, raised his two arms, and crossed them in front of his chest, trying to block the punch.

'Boom!'

With a muffled sound, Ge Youcheng's sturdy body turned into a cannonball, flew over the gate, pulled a graceful arc of nearly twenty meters in the air, and slammed it on the cobblestone floor outside the courtyard.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Guo Lao and Director Li were dumbfounded.

Han Ling's beautiful eyes widened and looked at Zhang Yang in disbelief.

Who would have thought that this low-level intern security guard, he would be a hidden master!

Even Wang Tianlong, who had always been calm and relaxed, couldn't sit still, he looked relatively calm on the surface, his hands tightly grasped the armrest of the throne, and his heart was shocked.

The power of this last punch was beyond his expectations!

"It seems that he not only knows how to practice kung fu, but also is an internal martial artist, this kind of existence is terrifying... And seeing that this kid is only in his twenties, how did he train it?"

In addition to being shocked, he felt deeply glad that it was not him who was fighting with this kid, otherwise the end would not be much better than Ge Youcheng.

"Fifth Master, you really invited a master this time..."

After a long time, Guo Lao came to his senses and said tremblingly.

"Hmph, this is all a small hand, Mr. Zhang hasn't done it yet!"

Guan Lao Wu patted his chest proudly, glanced around the field, and said proudly: "Who else is not convinced?"

Seeing Guan Lao Wu, Guo Lao had to smile and say, "I've taken it." ”

Director Li on the other side had a calm face and did not speak.

Ge Youcheng is the master he invited to help, and now he is blown away by a punch, which is equivalent to this punch hitting him in the face, how can he not feel uncomfortable?

"Mr. Zhang, I know that you have great powers, so what is the surname Ge, he is a chicken, a dog, and he dares to provoke you, he really deserves it!"

Guan Lao Wu ran to Zhang Yang's side and patted him on the shoulder hard, his eyes were blazing, like seeing an idol.

"Hehe, it's a little meaning. ”

Zhang Yang smiled slightly.

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