Chapter 442: The Covenant of the Three Fists
"I don't care what kind of yuan you are, now my boss wants to let you throw you down, so don't talk nonsense, what ability can you do!" Yang Lin looked at Tang Yuan and said.
Tang Yuan became more and more fond of this cute big guy, such a person was suitable for mixing under his own hands, and he immediately became fond of talents.
"Yang Lin, right? I hate ink, so let's go, aren't you the Thirteenth Taibao Henglian? Stand there and let me punch three times, if I can't break your horizontal practice, then I will lose, how about it?" Tang Yuan said confidently.
For his proposal, the big black Yang Lin was very puzzled, could this kid be sure to break his own horizontal practice? How could this be? This guy looked like he was powerless, wouldn't he win and not lose?
"Boy, this is the ring, not a place for you to brag, three punches to break my thirteenth Taibao horizontal practice?" Yang Lin asked Tang Yuan again uncertainly, don't admit that this kid loses and doesn't admit it, and the boss doesn't give him food, then it will be a big loss, I have to say that this guy has a lot of eyes.
"I, Tang Yuan, are good at talking, but I have conditions, if I break your horizontal practice, then how about you mess with me in the future?
In fact, there is no need for Tang Yuan to say this, as long as he defeats this Yang Lin, then with Li Hongyang's urine, he will definitely not use this failed guy again, maybe his end will be even worse, that young master can do anything, and he is ruthless.
"Okay, I promise you, I won't tell you, no one has been able to break my horizontal practice yet!" Yang Lin said confidently.
"Fuck Yang Lin, didn't you hear what Lao Tzu said? Hurry up and do it for me, and ink a fart!"
Li Hongyang, who was in the audience, shouted angrily, isn't this delaying his own earnings?
"I know, boss!" Yang Lin said to Li Hongyang in the audience with a smile on his face, and then looked at Tang Yuan: "Boy, I will promise you this condition, three punches, if you can't break my thirteen Taibao horizontal practice with three punches, then even if you lose!"
Li Hongyang, who was in the audience, naturally heard his words, and began to mock Tang Yuan: "I said Tang Shao, look at your small physique, let's fight a few more punches, don't lose money when the time comes, you don't admit it, your kung fu is so good, I can't help it!"
This thing is deliberately stimulating Tang Yuan, and Tang Yuan's troublemaking Dafa has the same meaning, but what he played was Tang Yuan's leftover from playing when he was a child, how could he interfere with his state of mind? He raised his middle finger directly at him, and then looked at Yang Lin: "Then it's decided, you are ready to prepare, let's start!"
"Just let me see how strong you are!" After finishing speaking, he directly took a horse step and stood in the middle of the ring, waiting for Tang Yuan's favor, oh no, it should be an attack!
Tang Yuan didn't know what level his Thirteen Taibao horizontal training had reached, so he didn't dare to do it with all his might as soon as he came up, if he was hung up all at once, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?
"Are you ready, okay, I'm about to start!" Tang Yuan said with a smile, he knew that Yang Lin would definitely not answer him at this time, thinking that if he held his breath, he would not be able to achieve the expected effect.
Sure enough, as he expected, Yang Lin did not answer his question, but nodded at him, signaling that he could start attacking.
Tang Yuan didn't grind any more, he immediately took a step out with his right foot, then closed his right fist and waist, and at the same time concentrated his qi on his right fist, his fist began to slowly change color, and a layer of white frost qi hung on the surface of the fist, that's right, he fused the cold ice true qi to his right fist.
Shouted: "Open it for me!"
After that, he suddenly swung out his right fist that was tucked in his waist, and slammed it into Yang Lin's stomach, making a dull sound, and the audience in the entire boxing gym could hear it clearly, what kind of strength did this Nima have? If this punch hit his stomach, then the consequences would not be imagined.
However, what surprised them even more was that Yang Lin didn't move at all, and there was nothing unusual except that his face looked a little red.
"Damn, is this a monster? With such a great force, he can't do anything to him, Tang Shao won't lose, right?" Liu Xiangwei shouted loudly, he couldn't have imagined that this thirteen Taibao was so awesome.
"Don't talk nonsense, when has my brother ever lost? The little prince scolded angrily, but he didn't have the bottom in his heart, this guy was too strong, stronger than he imagined.
Yang Feng on the side also had an expression, this big black man is too perverted, he still hasn't practiced at home, if he practices this horizontal kung fu at home, what kind of horror will it be?
"Little Prince, why am I a little uncertain in my heart?" Yang Feng whispered to the little prince.
"Grass, anyway, I know I can definitely win!" Although the little prince was also worried about Tang Yuan in his heart, he had a kind of blind admiration for Tang Yuan, no matter what happened, he believed that Tang Yuan could do a good job, and this time was no exception.
"Haha, Tang Da Shao, haven't you eaten at night? Why are you so strong? Three fists bet 30 million, can it be said that I have 10 million? Yang Lin, I will give you more dinner tonight, and I will clean up this arrogant Tang Da Shao!"
Li Hongyang, who was in the audience, looked like a villain, and shouted loudly to the stage.
Tang Yuan didn't pay attention to him at all, he used fifty percent of his strength for the first punch, it seems that this Yang Lin's bearing capacity is indeed extraordinary, and he should be able to catch eighty percent of his strength, so he is ready to add strength to eighty percent for the second punch.
Pretending to move his fist, he looked at Yang Lin who was Zamabu again: "This time I'm going to throw a second punch, are you ready?"
Yang Lin nodded as before, indicating that he was ready to attack.
Tang Yuan no longer hesitated, concentrated his energy on his right fist, and made the same posture as before, but the frost qi on his right fist was obviously stronger than before.
"Tang Dashao, what are you still inking? Hit, as soon as the second punch comes out, I will put 20 million in my pocket, haha··"
Li Hongyang laughed loudly, he now feels that he has won the game, this stupid big man is really a money-making machine, it has only been a few days, he has already made a lot of money for himself, and he only needs to spend a few hundred yuan a day to buy meat for him to eat, is there a more profitable business in the world?
As soon as Li Hongyang's words fell, Tang Yuan's second punch had already been swung, and this time the momentum was more than double that of the first time.
"Boom"
"Pedaling"
This punch also hit Yang Lin's stomach, this time he was not as easy as the first punch, he stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, and only stopped until he hit the cable, his face turned even redder, as if he was about to drip blood, which showed that he was not comfortable with this punch.
However, I have to admire his kung fu, although it is not comfortable, but it is not really harmful, I gasped for breath, and then came to the middle of the ring again.
"Isn't it a loss for me like this?" asked Yang Lin angrily towards Tang Yuan.
"Of course not, you get ready, I'm going to do my third punch!"
Yang Lin's ability had exceeded Tang Yuan's expectations, he originally thought that he could get him with two punches and eighty percent of his strength, but now it seems that he still underestimated Yang Lin.
Yang Lin glanced at Tang Yuan gratefully, and then squatted up again and made a defensive appearance.
At this time, it is Tang Yuan's family and friends who are most anxious.
", it's two punches, how can you do it, you haven't beaten him down yet, this is over with one punch! 30 million is not a big deal, the problem is that we are here to do something, if we are messed with, our face will be used as an insoles!" Liu Xiangwei muttered.
"Dead fat man, can you shut your mouth, if you don't accept it, let's go out and fight alone!" The little prince said irritably, he had already seen it, if Tang Yuan's first punch was a tentative attack, then the second punch was a real kung fu, and he couldn't really do anything about that big black man, could this guy really survive Tang Yuan's three punches, and he now has no bottom in his heart.
Looking at Yang Feng on the side, he clenched his fists tightly, panting, and even more excited...