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After some politeness, Yanzu quickly got down to business with Fat Bo.

"Fat Bo, do you want to be the inspector of the oil tip area?"

Fat Bo was slightly stunned, and then immediately grinned. "I want to, I dream about it, but it's useless to think about it, the detective in the Yau Tsim District is a ghost, and there are too many people staring at this position, I think it's useless."

Yan Zu smiled: "You and I work together, how about I help you sit in this position?" ”

Fat Bo's face couldn't help but tremble, "What does Brother Zu want me to do?" ”

Obviously, Fat Bo was tempted by Yanzu's proposal.

Two days later, in the evening, masters from all schools of martial arts on Hong Kong Island came to the scene with some apprentices to participate in the largest boxing match ever held on Hong Kong Island.

Due to the large scale of the competition made by Hong Zhennan, at this time, not only a large number of ghosts gathered in the venue, but also invited the top enterprises and businessmen on Hong Kong Island.

Even the gang bosses in various regions were invited to the scene.

Soon, the event officially began, only to see the drums in the venue vibrating, and the martial arts performance groups composed of various sects in the ring took the stage to perform martial arts in turn.

As the time passed, at the position of the referee's bench in front of the ring, a ghost guy wearing a white cloak looked at the disciples of various sects performing martial arts in the ring, and asked the ghost guy next to him with a question mark on his face.

"What are they doing? Dancing? ”

"Taylor, they're performing martial arts, and these people feel that shouting will give them more power." The ghost guy explained with a playful face.

"Really?" When the ghost boxing king heard this, he immediately became interested. "Then I'll go down and give them a reason to shout!"

"Go ahead! Ha ha! ”

A group of goblins laughed insolently.

At the same time, Yan Zu, who had been watching this group of ghost guys, couldn't help but sneer when he saw this ghost boxing king walking towards the ring. "Since you are in such a hurry to find death, then I will fulfill you."

The speed of the ghost boxing champion was very fast, and he came to the ring in less than a while.

And due to the sudden appearance of the ghost guy, the disciples of various sects who were originally performing in the ring also stopped performing.

"Ladies, what first, our boxing king, Mr. Tornado, is already eager to try." The referee on the ghost guy's side saw the sudden end of the tornado, and took the microphone to explain loudly.

And the ghost boxing king Tornado, who walked into the ring, looked at the weak bodies of the disciples of various sects performing martial arts in the ring, and arrogantly puffed up his chest and pointed at a disciple and said, "Very good, you come here!" ”

"Hit me!"

These disciples of various sects couldn't understand the foreign language, and they didn't understand what the ghost in front of them meant for a while.

However, at this moment, Yan Zu, who had already come to the bottom of the ring, walked directly into the ring with a smile, and said to the arrogant ghost boxing king in foreign language: "Mr. Tornado, are you sure you want people to beat you?" ”

"Goode! Very well, since you can speak foreign languages, then you can translate them for it! The ghost boxing king looked at Yanzu very arrogantly.

However, Yan Zu didn't pay attention to him, but turned his head and ordered these disciples of various sects: "You all go down, leave it to me to deal with it here." ”

"Yes, Zu!"

"Let's go, let's go down first."

"With Brother Zu out of the horse, this ghost guy has enough for him."

Although there are very few of these disciples of various sects who have seen Yan Zu make a move, they all know that Yan Zu is a powerful person who can single-handedly take on dozens of people.

Therefore, they all felt that now that Yanzu had come forward, they would definitely be able to cure this arrogant ghost.

Although they didn't understand what the ghost boxing king said just now, they could also see that the other party was here to trouble them.

In the ring, after sending the disciples of the various sects away, Yanzu turned his head and said to the ghost boxer King Tornado with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Tornado, since you are so interested in our Huaxia national arts, why don't we have a competition?"

On the referee's seat, a gray-haired ghost guy looked at the changes in the ring, and said to the ghost guy next to him with an inquiring face: "Sir, do you want to stop them?" ”

"No, let's let Taylor play first." The ghost guy looked at it with a smile on his face.

In the ring, the ghost boxing king Tornado immediately laughed excitedly when he heard Yanzu's words: "Kanmen! ”

"NO, NO, Mr. Tornado, I mean, you and I have an official match." Yan Zu smiled gentlemanly, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

The referee on the side, after receiving the signal of the organizer's ghost guy, also quickly announced loudly: "This Mr. Xia Guo has challenged our boxing king tornado, so let's wait and see." ”

In the ring, the ghost tornado stared at Yanzu with a cruel face: "Yellow boy, I will kill you." ”

"You'd better take care of yourself later!" Waving his hand in disgust, Yanzu directly avoided the serious tone attack of this ghost guy.

Offstage, Ye Man looked at the changes in front of him, and couldn't help but say to Hong Zhennan worriedly: "Master Hong, wouldn't it be too risky for Azu to do this?" ”

"Don't worry, Master Ye This is what Azu has planned a long time ago, and don't look at Azu's size as good as that ghost, but his strength is not necessarily weak to the other party."

Hong Zhennan is naturally not worried about Yanzu's kung fu.

After all, Yan Zu had learned all his kung fu in a few days, and when he tested Yan Zu at that time, he was also shocked by Yan Zu's huge strength.

It's just that what Hong Zhennan didn't know was that Yan Zu only slightly attached a little mental power to his arm at the beginning.

If he used all his strength, even an elephant would not be able to withstand the bombardment of Yanzu's dozens of tons.

Clang!! Clang!!

As the bell rings in the ring.

Yan Zu and Ghost Fist King Tornado slowly approached each other at the referee's signal.

And in order to further show the national arts, Yanzu did not knock out the opponent directly with one punch as soon as he came up.

Instead, he deliberately released the water, pretending to be thrilling and fighting back and forth with the ghost tornado.

Of course, the Ghost Fist King Tornado was actually hit by Yan Zu with one punch.

But Hikozu's fist kept bombarding Tornado's body.

Soon, the time for the first round arrived.

Back in the corner, the ghost boxer tornado looked very angry.

Obviously, he underestimated Yanzu, a super handsome person.

"Taylor, don't worry, that kid's physical strength will soon be unable to keep up." The coach of the ghost boxing king said calmly.

Clang!! Clang!!

Soon the bell rang for the second round.

With a relaxed face, Yanzu who didn't even sweat walked to the center of the ring again, and continued to defuse the attacks of the ghost Taylor with punches and kicks.

I have to say that this ghost Taylor's fist is really powerful, and few people in the country can achieve such a fist power.

It's just that his fist power is big, and it is hundreds of kilograms bigger.

With the blessing of telekinesis, Yanzu was very easy to deal with in the ring.

Estimating that the time for the second round was coming soon, Yanzu watched Taylor's heavy punch, and his right hand did not retreat but approached, and directly bombarded the right fist of the ghost boxing king Taylor.

Then he kicked out, hitting the chest of the ghost boxing king, and instantly kicked the ghost guy out.

Bang! Rumble!

Yes!

With an exclamation, I saw that the ghost Taylor's right wrist instantly showed a strange amplitude.

Obviously, under the huge power attached to Yanzu's telekinesis, the ghost Taylor's right wrist was directly discounted by Yanzu's punch.

And the ghost guy also fell directly into the ring, constantly struggling.

Clang!! Clang!!

The bell rang for the second round, and Taylor fell into the ring, breathing heavily, his face full of twisted and painful expressions.

"Oops, Taylor's right wrist has been broken."

"Taylor, are you alright?"

In the ring, Yanzu looked at Taylor, who was surrounded by a group of ghosts, and stood in the spotlight with his head held high.

"Western boxing champion, but that's it!"

He spoke in English, and his voice was not small, and all the ghosts present could hear it clearly.

And after finishing in English, Yan Zu shouted loudly in Chinese: "The Great Xia National Technique is the strongest. ”

Under the ring, the disciples of the major factions and the Chinese audience all chanted.

On the organizer's seat, the ghost guy, who was the initiator of this boxing match, had a gloomy face at the moment, looking coldly at Yanzu who had a victorious posture in the ring.

"Go and call me Fat Bo!"

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