"This, no matter how you look at it, is very abnormal."
"What's more, as early as a few months ago, Ma Wanchuan saw with his own eyes in the competition that he killed Zhao Wushuang in three moves in the arena."
"From the above points of view, it makes Ma Wanchuan's private boxing match seem more and more abnormal..."
Zhang Xiaofan lies on the soft mahogany bed, his eyes flickering.
He didn't worry about what kind of tricks Ma Wanchuan would dare to play with himself.
After all, in Zhang Xiaofan's view, what conspiracy, what psychological calculation, in the face of absolute strength, everything seems so small, so powerless.
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in Yongcheng, a large square courtyard is full of ancient style and ancient charm -
in the center is a chair, a middle-aged man with hair combed into a big back is sitting on it, and his fingers are moving constantly, making two Taiji balls roll in his right hand.
In the open space in front of this simple courtyard, a man about 180 cm tall was standing among them.
The man was dressed in a black suit with his temples raised high. The two arms under the black suit were very strong. The blood vessels on the forearm exposed outside were even more common. The thickness of the little fingers of ordinary people was more than that of ordinary people. Moreover, his palms were covered with thick calluses.
Anyone with a clear eye can see that this black man must be a master of foreign boxing, and he still practices the unique skill of Shaolin: Luohan boxing!
The black man suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot, and the bluestone slab immediately burst open. His hands clenched, and in front of him, a granite rockery about the height of a man was blown away.
As you can see, the granite rockery was directly smashed by the man with a fist, and the stones shot up all around. The one man high granite rockery that was originally standing in front of the man in strong clothes collapsed like a terrible explosion.
The man in black clothes slowly drew back his hand and stood with his negative hand. He looked like a swordsman in ancient times and looked down upon the whole audience.
"Good, good, good --!"
Seeing this behind the scenes, the middle-aged man on the chair suddenly stood up and clapped his hands and cheered. People around the courtyard also clapped and cheered!
Everyone's face on the scene was almost full of awe and awe!
They have never seen such terrible powerlessness, just with a pair of meat fists, it is easy to knock down a granite rockery about one person high with one fist!
This kind of arm, even compared with Master Zhang, who was in the underground competition a few months ago, is not inferior to it?!
However, the people around the courtyard were shocked and subconsciously compared the black man in front of him and master Zhang in the underground competition.
Just then, sitting on the first chair, the middle-aged man with big back hair got up and went to the man in black, with a trace of fear in his respect.
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