The strength is really enough!

When Taiyi blasted out the 700-pound Divine Fist, even Li Wenhang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

With different personalities and different understandings of martial arts, it is inevitable that many fighting styles will be differentiated.

Like the prince's defense instead of attacking, the gray dog's stalking, and the brute force of the heavenly harvest.

Among the countless styles created based on their own characteristics, there is always one style that is particularly eye-catching, that is, the heavy gunner represented by Jiang Tianyang.

Their punches are often extremely powerful, although in terms of the overall ability of martial arts, there will always be some miscellaneous shortcomings, but as long as this heavy punch is there, no one dares to easily determine the winner.

Whether you win or lose, whether you live or die, you only need to punch to see the difference, and this is the unique charm of heavy gunners.

And if Jiang Tianyang is regarded as a typical heavy gunner, then Taiyi is undoubtedly the pinnacle of heavy gunners!

Seven hundred pounds of fist power, let alone a person, even if it is a cow, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

And now, it is this extremely ferocious punch that is rapidly attacking Li Wenhang at this moment!

Do you want to hardwire?

In his mind, the thought flashed like lightning, and Li Wenhang quickly made a decision.

If you want Taiyi to really be soft and truly recognize the gap, he has to take this heavy punch!

Li Wenhang took a deep breath, his right hand did not clench his fist against the bombardment, nor did he even fight hard against the top, just like a catcher in baseball, when the Taiyi God fist arrived, he slammed his palm to meet it!

The ferocious fist shook Li Wenhang's entire right arm numb, and his feet retreated, plowing a ravine of nearly thirty or forty centimeters.

"Whew!"

The turbidity gushed out, Li Wenhang shook his numb arm, looked at the ravine dragged out under his feet, and softly smacked his tongue and exclaimed: "Seven hundred pounds of fist power, if it hits the vital point, it is indeed enough to kill people."

Taiyi raised his head incredulously and stared at Li Wenhang, his eyes full of astonishment.

"Why, wonder why I can take your punch?"

Li Wenhang looked at Taiyi's unbelievable appearance and chuckled.

Taiyi didn't answer, just raised his right fist, stared at his fist, and stood in place.

Since he mastered the 700 pounds of the Divine Fist, Taiyi has never missed, but now his trick has been blocked, and it seems that the other party's expression is quite relaxed, which is completely unimaginable for Taiyi.

"Seven hundred pounds of fist power, although I can't do it, it doesn't mean that no one in the world can do it except you."

Li Wenhang pressed the muscles of his right arm with his left hand, relaxing the soreness of his arm, and at the same time continued: "If you have watched the top boxing leagues overseas, you should know in your heart that those boxers on the spire each have at least four or five hundred pounds of punching power, and the top heavy gunners can even reach seven hundred pounds."

"Compared to those professional top heavy gunners, although your 700-pound divine fist is powerful enough, whether it is the concealment of your punches, the time to mobilize your full strength, or the accuracy of your punches, you have many flaws, although I am not a heavy gunner, but I have fought many times with strong men of this level, compared to them, you are still much worse." ….

After a pause, Li Wenhang stepped forward and patted Taiyi on the shoulder.

"But don't be discouraged, I told you that your talent is very good."

No...... Wrong?

Taiyi let out a self-deprecating sneer, and returned to the car with some interest.

Looking at his lonely back, Li Wenhang knew that subduing Taiyi's most important level and frustrating Taiyi's arrogance was already half of the success, and next, he had to give Taiyi some confidence.

After all, others don't know what Taiyi is thinking, but Li Wenhang can't be clearer.

Taiyi, who hid his identity and came to Hong Kong Island to try to create a more legendary story than Tachibana Masahin, has lived all his life under the shadow of his senior brother, the first killer of the Dark Gate, Zovi.

And now, Li Wenhang has his own hands

revealed to him that Taiyi understood that in addition to his senior brother Zuo Wei, there are many masters in the world who Taiyi can't win, and this huge sense of blow and gap is enough to make Taiyi collapse.

Therefore, Li Wenhang's second chess game to subdue Taiyi is to start creating a new source of confidence for him under the condition of breaking Taiyi's previous confidence, and when Taiyi gets out of the dilemma of collapse at this moment, then Li Wenhang can conclude that Taiyi will definitely become a sharp sword for Heyi'an!

Thinking of this, Li Wenhang took two steps, caught up with Taiyi, who was still depressed, and patted him on the back hard.

This heavy palm made Taiyi raise his head slightly dazed, and turned his head to meet Li Wenhang's eyes.

"Who are you looking at with a hypocrisy face? If this feels like the sky is falling, it only proves that there are many, many more things that you Taiyi need to learn, and when you learn all of them, that is the best Taiyi."

After speaking, looking at the thoughtful Taiyi, Li Wenhang smiled with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the technology of his CPU has really not regressed.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

In order to watch the whole game, Li Wenhang rarely got up early in the morning and beckoned everyone to set off.

After Xiwei started the engine, he saw Lin Yaodong sitting in the co-pilot, and couldn't help but be curious: "Brother Hang, that guy Taiyi, won't you go with us today?"

"Don't bother with it, let's just watch it in peace."

Although Li Wenhang knows Taiyi very well, but the threshold is not so easy to cross, today Taiyi is reluctant to come out to watch the game, and he is deeply autistic, in Li Wenhang's view, this is good news.

At least this means that Taiyi at this time has already calmed down and rethought, and when he completely understands it, Taiyi's sword can be regarded as completely cast.

At Li Wenhang's command, the car began to march all the way to the venue.

Li Wenhang leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and took a nap, and then asked Lin Yaodong a question.

"Today is the last day of the top six breakout matches, Yaodong, in the morning and afternoon, which ones are worth watching?"

Lin Yaodong rolled his eyes at the schedule and reported: "There is nothing worth it in Group B, but there is a beautiful boy south vs. pony in Group A in the morning, and Che Baoshan vs. Tianshou in Group C in the morning, you need to weigh it, Brother Hang, which one should we watch then?"

"Che Baoshan and Tianshou have also watched it a few times, Xiaoma is a representative of the word this time, then let's go and see him first, yesterday this kid was not well prepared, and was seized by the blue whale to knock out with a punch, and now he should be holding his stomach, this time it depends on whether he can spill all this breath."

"Understood, Brother Hang."

Yaodong nodded, hesitated, and then added: "Brother Hang, the afternoon game is also the most worth watching in Group C, when Tianhong wants to play the final battle with Che Baoshan, we have to be there as soon as possible, right?"

"You have to go early, so as not to fall behind, so let's not watch the first game of Group C in the afternoon, save enough energy, and just wait for the final finale!"

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