Chapter 203

This scene was also watched by a whole group of audiences who were very frightened.

Only then did they realize that people's fists could be trained to this point. It's just like an iron brush, where the brush is, the meat will fall down.

Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, once created a system of torture, called scrubbing.

During the execution, the executioner stripped the Prisoner Naked, put him on the iron bed, poured boiling water on his body several times, and then used the iron brush to brush off his skin and flesh. It's like shaving a pig after scalding it with boiling water until the skin and flesh are completely brushed to expose the bones. But the victim often died before the end.

Yao Xingyuan is just like the executioner of this kind of torture, and he is exerting his brutality on Wang Yong.

Pop!

Wang Yong's soft punch was once again hit by Yao Xingyuan, and the protruding joints of the whole fist were exposed, and pieces of flesh and blood fell down.

Another punch, Wang Yong's other hand was not spared, rolled up a layer of blood skin.

Before Yao Xingyuan said that he would scrap Wang Yong's hands, but now he is just fulfilling his promise to take Wang Yong's Kung Fu bit by bit.

Half of a person's Kung Fu is in his hand. If his hand is broken, he will have no chance with Kung Fu. It's hard for him to improve his kung fu.

Hand is the most handy weapon for human beings. It's the flexibility of hand. How can we fight with people after we have no weapons?

It seems that Yao Xingyuan's hand is casual, but every time it contains unparalleled power, almost beat Wang Yong, with no power to fight back.

The seriously injured Wang Yong is like a boat. Under Yao Xingyuan's wave after wave of fierce attack, he can only be rolled up into the sky and swallowed into the sea for a while. He can't control his life and death.

The people who watched this scene were also uninterested, and some of them got up to prepare for their position.

What's good about the final monkey stage?

"Well, there seems to be no accident this time. I've beaten master Yao by 300000. Should I be able to make some money? " Some people are already thinking about how much they can win.

"What do you earn? Liu Laowu adjusted the odds so low. It's not as good as investing in anything! Liu Laowu, that guy is so cunning Some people are not angry.

"People who started gambling can do business at a loss? Come on, make a little bit. There's no need to pay attention to this fist, just wait for the check-out. "

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The dialogue reflects the mentality of most people. Few people think that Wang Yong, a dying monkey, can make waves. Wang Yong as like as two peas in the circus, shivering at the whip of the trainer. Now, Yao Xingyuan is just like the same. He can't help shaking when he can't get his boxing.

Half of it's because the body can't support it, the other half is out of fear.

But in the situation that everyone is not optimistic about, there is a woman in the corner of the audience with a sneer on her face and contempt and disdain in her eyes.

I don't know whether she is to Wang Yong or to Yao Xingyuan.

She looked at the figure of the two people entangled in the challenge arena, and suddenly uttered a cold sentence: "it's a pity not to be a movie king!"

This sentence did not finish long, see her beautiful eyebrows a pick, and said: "it's time."

When is the time?

The person sitting beside her turns to see the woman curiously, but can't see anything.

When he turned his head, he suddenly found that there was a dramatic change in the challenge arena!

Yao Xingyuan blasts Wang Yong out with one punch, and is coldly watching Wang Yong prepare for the final blow to end the battle.

Wang Yong, who was sitting on the ground gasping hard, looked up at Yao Xingyuan, and suddenly showed a strange smile on his face.

When people were surprised that he could still laugh at this time, they saw Wang Yong jump up abruptly.

Originally, two lights were shining in the decadent eyes, more and more bright, more and more bright.

Wang Yong's trembling body made an overwhelming sound of tsunami. It was like a group of bees from far to near. The flashing wings merged into waves and swept the whole arena in an instant.

Yao Xingyuan's face suddenly changed.

Although he didn't know what Wang Yong was doing, his sixth sense told him that Wang Yong was very dangerous at this moment!

We must solve him as soon as possible!

If you don't want to, Yao Xingyuan's chubby body suddenly changes. The originally short fat man suddenly becomes tall and big. The extra fat meat is like a spring, which instantly lengthens.

A middle-aged man becomes a bodybuilder.

The most intuitive feeling of this change is that Yao Xingyuan's muscles are more compact and full of explosive force.

Close even can see Yao Xingyuan muscle group in a layer of peristalsis, the power to the boxing forward.

This is the characteristic of dark strength. Mingjin's beating depends on the traction of bones to generate strength, while the dark strength is to exert the strength of muscles, with the Yin strength of muscles.

Pop!

When he stamped his feet, there were two more footprints under Yao Xingyuan's feet, deeper than those just now, and more powerful.

It's like a big grasshopper. After brushing it, he jumps to Wang Yong's side and smashes his fists at Wang Yong's head.

This time, Yao Xingyuan really did not stay!

A full blow is enough to blow Wang Yong's head out!

But Wang Yong seems to have never seen Yao Xingyuan's fist. His face is still rippling with a smile, and the sound of the sea in his body is still roaring.

"Half a step, even collapse!"

Wang Yong slowly spits out four words in his mouth, and then his body moves.

This move is like a startling snow shadow. It's faster than Yao Xingyuan, who started in advance.

Left and right feet one after another, always keeping a half step distance. The right fist comes out from the waist. It twists and collapses straight into Yao Xingyuan's heart.

At the same time, Yao Xingyuan's fist also went to Wang Yong's head.

It's fighting for life! If neither of them gives way, Wang Yong's skull will be smashed and Yao Xingyuan's heart will be smashed!

Everyone held their breath, even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. Even just in, Huo two teachers Fu can't help but stand up, nervous look to the stage.

Everyone can see that this time is really the time of life and death!

"Enter the underworld to see the porch, and you will know that my life is up to me, not up to heaven"!

Wang Yong now plunges in without regret!

Wang Yong's face was filled with a contemptuous smile, which clearly said: "I'm not afraid of death. What about you?"

Yao soon gave the answer.

He was afraid.

The older a man is, the more he cherishes his life. The more he faces a weak opponent, the more he is unwilling to die together. Yao Xingyuan occupied both of them, so he retreated in the face of Wang Yong's desperate play.

The body fiercely in the air a twist, and is Yushu hanging thin clothes body method, Yao Xingyuan fell to one side.

The whole body accumulates the strength along with the landing all bombards on the floor, instantly makes a fist seal on the floor.

After landing, Yao Xingyuan didn't adjust at all. In an instant, he jumped up from the ground and smashed Wang Yong with a fist splitting force.

The next force is more urgent, the boxing style is silent, as if it has isolated the sound. Everyone who knows the business knows that this is the use of dark strength. Once you touch the human body, you will be killed on the spot.

Bang!

With Yao Xingyuan's fist, there was a very loud style.

The sound is as loud as a steel gun in the martial arts school.

And a sound is not over, bang! Bang! Bang! One after another, loud sounds burst up in the air, like firecrackers. It seems that people can see the ripples in the air, which are blooming with the sound.

"Smash your fists!" Zhang Xiaofang stood up from his seat. There's no more poise.

The gunfire came from Wang Yong's fist.

Wang Yong's body became a big bow, the bowstring was full, his fist turned into a feather arrow, and he shot out in an instant.

There are eight kinds of mixed strength, including top, twist, grinding, turning, pedaling, fierce, smooth and penetrating, which eventually form a powerful and difficult collapse force and burst.

One punch after another, Wang Yong is like a soldier on the ancient battlefield. He never flinches and always goes forward on a line.

God block, kill God, Buddha block *!

Yao Xingyuan's body was still in the air, and he was shocked by Wang Yong.

He never thought that there was such a violent force under the dark force. This set of smash boxing was just like the possession of God. It didn't look like the limit that human beings could send out.

From such a distance, Yao Xingyuan could feel the air blow from Wang Yong's fist, blowing it to his face like a knife.

But at this time, Yao Xingyuan has no way out. Wang Yong's series of fighting almost sealed up all the space he avoided. He had no choice but to connect it hard!

Bang!

Yao Xingyuan's fists and Wang Yong's fists collided with each other, making a sound.

Yao Xingyuan's dark strength all burst out and penetrated into the bone of Wang Yong's fist.

However, Wang Yong seemed to have no trouble. As soon as he closed his left fist after the collision, his right fist broke out again.

This blow is to see Yao Xingyuan's empty when, as long as the strength to hit, absolutely able to punch through Yao Xingyuan's body!

Wang Yong obviously knew this, so his punch was heavier, faster and more powerful than before.

The last punch in a row is the fatal blow!

Wang Yong recalled the scene when he burst out in the old house. His fist unconsciously imitated that night. It was the same with the sound of guns. But in the end, the sound disappeared in the middle of the fight, as if a muffler had been temporarily installed.

Zhang Xiaofang's face changed and he yelled, "no! Unexpectedly by the bright strength hit the dark strength! Old Yao is going to finish

Ming Jin alone is OK. Yao Xingyuan may be able to fight hard with his dark strength. Although he will be injured, he won't die. However, once the dark force is played, it will break out and erode the fragile viscera, and that will be the end.

All the people who watched the battle also raised their hearts to their throat and covered their mouths to look at Wang Yong.

Is this guy just like that?

When Yao Xingyuan heard Wang Yong's fist disappear, he knew it was over. He lost in belittling the enemy and in fearing death. If he didn't give way before, Wang Yong would never seize the opportunity to make such a powerful set of smash boxing.

But what's the use of complaining now?

Yao Xingyuan closed his eyes in despair, ready to die.

Wang Yong hit the part of the heart, dark strength through, even if big Luo Jinxian can't save him.

Boo!

A sharp and short burst sounded, so that many people can not help but close their eyes.

"Master!" A few disciples of Tianyi martial arts school yelled, and their voices were full of pain.

It never occurred to them that the conversion between losing and winning, between life and death was only a short moment.