Chapter 927: The Power of One Punch

"What's wrong with you?"

Qin Hailan, who didn't want to pay attention to Chang Xiao anymore, finally discovered that something was wrong with Chang Xiao.

"This ...... Meng Gongzi is a ...... The best master of the house, we ...... It's me! Blind, he actually took him ...... Became a ...... Weak scholars! ”

Chang Xiao finally spoke, his voice trembling.

Chang Xiao himself is also a master of the inner family, but his internal strength is not deep enough.

But since he had practiced internal skills, he knew very well what it meant for Meng Hao's not loud voice to be able to penetrate the hustle and bustle of the audience and clearly enter everyone's ears.

This is not a small field!

This venue can accommodate hundreds of people, but hundreds of people are noisy in unison, but they can't suppress Meng Hao's voice.

The key is that Meng Hao didn't shout loudly, let alone the feeling of luck dantian, he just said it so plainly and easily.

Such a skill, at least in Chang Xiao's feelings, even Old Man Jiang may not be able to have it.

Thinking about his repeated ridicule and rudeness to Meng Hao, Chang Xiao felt furious, in case the small-bellied chicken intestines surnamed Meng settled the account afterwards-

Don't think about it, the more he thinks about it, the more scared he becomes!

"What do you mean, Master Meng...... Is it possible to defeat this white-haired King Kong? ”

Qin Hailan couldn't help but ask quietly.

"It should work! This white-haired King Kong is just a loud voice, so his voice sounds loud, but ...... Compared with Meng Gongzi's relaxed voice,...... There is no comparison at all! ”

These words made Qin Hailan feel a lot more at ease, and when she looked at Chang Xiao, seeing that his face was still pale and blue, Qin Hailan couldn't help muttering in her heart: I knew today, why bother in the first place!

It's a pity that except for Chang Xiao, there is no second person in the audience who has practiced Han domestic skills, and even the white-haired King Kong can't help but raise his head and laugh wildly.

His laughter shook the closed arena and most of the audience stopped shouting, leaving only the laughter of the white-haired King Kong, which still echoed in the arena for a long time.

For a long, long time, when the audience began to be irritated by this laughter, finally, the wild laughter of the white-haired King Kong suddenly stopped, and his loud voice sounded again.

"Boy, you're kidding, aren't you?"

"Are you kidding, just punch it hard?"

Meng Hao still responded lightly and coldly.

In the same way, his relaxed and flat voice once again clearly entered everyone's ears.

However, no one felt that something was wrong, and most people shouted again.

"The Han kid is too arrogant, just beat him to death!"

"It's cheap to kill him, just smash him into meat sauce!"

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

……

Soon, the shouts of "kill him, kill him" echoed in the arena again.

However, everyone was shouting, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the tall and burly body of the white-haired King Kong, waiting for the white-haired King Kong to smash down with a punch and smash the thin and short Han boy into a meat patty.

"Kill him! Shoot him! ”

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

The arrogant and noisy shouting continued, and at the same time, the white-haired King Kong clenched his fists and used all his strength.

Then he roared, took a step forward, and a big fist that was stronger and fiercer than a big hammer blasted towards Meng Hao like lightning.

His roar was so loud that it shook the shouts of "kill him, kill him" all over the audience, and they all paused slightly.

At that moment, everyone thought that Meng Hao would definitely dodge.

But everyone saw that Meng Hao did not move a step back, and also clenched his fists and collided with the fist of the white-haired King Kong.

One was a strong man more than two meters tall, standing there like a hill.

The other is only 1.73 meters, and he is thin and thin, as if a gust of wind can blow away.

Thinking about that kind of scene, the Han people may not bear to witness it.

But the Leo audience couldn't help but be full of excitement.

"Okay!"

There were loud applause.

More people also shouted "yes, yes".

Even the cries of "kill him, kill him" were temporarily replaced by applause.

It's a pity that the imaginary scene of the Han boy being blown away with a punch or being smashed directly into a meatloaf did not appear.

Instead, in a roar of applause, the two fists collided together.

The two figures, one big and one small, one tall and one short, didn't move at all, as if the punch was too easy to feel it.

Everyone in the audience was a little dumbfounded, and even the applause was a little knotted.

Then everyone heard it, and a terrible howl rang out.

The howl was so loud that everyone was stunned.

Immediately after everyone saw it, they hugged the white-haired King Kong, who had high hopes for the invincible hero, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", holding his right wrist with his left hand, and the entire fist of his right hand seemed to have been twisted and deformed.

The hustle and bustle came to an abrupt end, replaced by the sound of inhalation.

At the same time, there is also the still bland ridicule of the Han boy.

"Don't you want me to take your three punches? Do you want to stand up and punch two more punches? ”

The white-haired King Kong could not speak, but knelt on the ground in pain, at this time he had suppressed his howl, but the sharp pain in his hands made cold sweat burst from his forehead and arms.

"With this little effort, you dare to call it a Supreme Gold Belt, and only you Leo have this kind of joke!"

Meng Hao sneered, raised his head and looked at the audience defiantly, "Didn't you guys shout loudly just now?" Don't everyone want to kill me, a boy from the Han Kingdom? It's okay, keep shouting, if you have the ability, you will call me to death! ”

Not a single person in the audience spoke up.

The tragic situation of the white-haired King Kong made everyone listless and discouraged.

That's the white-haired King Kong, in the eyes of these men and women who love blood, that is an invincible existence.

However, today, this invincible existence can't stop this thin and weak Han boy from punching easily.

Is this Han boy a human or a demon?

Could it be that this is the legendary Han Kung Fu?

Then this Han kung fu is too terrifying, right?

It's terrifying!

"Great, I'll just say that Brother Hao will definitely win! But I didn't expect that Brother Hao could actually smash the white-haired King Kong's fist with one punch! ”

Frank laughed and jumped to his feet.

The Leos around him all turned their faces and glared at Frank.

Frank glared back without backing down.

"Why are you staring at me? You're all embarrassed! The five boxers of our Leo country beat one of others, and they all lost two times in a row, don't you feel ashamed, you are still screaming wildly, and then continue to scream, why don't you scream? I'm ashamed of you, and you dare to stare at me! ”

Everyone wanted to bite this traitor of Leo to death, but the power of Meng Hao's punch made everyone dare not stand up.