He clenched his fists and punched Tang Xiaobao in the face with a straight punch.

Tang Xiaobao didn't move at all.

Only when the fist was about to reach his face did Tang Xiaobao kick the opponent in the chest, while leaning his body backward, which was similar to the iron bridge kung fu, or like a dancer practicing basic skills.

Tang Xiaobao has magical skills, abundant innate energy, and pure internal strength. It is not a problem for him to deal with Wang Mao at all.

His movements were very cool. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and kicked out with his feet.

Wang Mao's fist was about to hit Tang Xiaobao, but suddenly missed. Before he could react, Tang Xiaobao's legs had already kicked him in the chest.

Bang!

Wang Mao's body flew out and with a bang, smashed a dining table.

Tang Xiaobao did a back flip, looking graceful and elegant.

Perfect stand up.

The onlookers around were dumbfounded.

Is this okay?

This kung fu is really cool.

In the car, the paparazzi finally got the shot and laughed so hard that their mouths were about to break.

The first fighting star was kicked away and took a long time to get up. However, his face was extremely pale and bloodless.

He was a little confused.

How could this happen?

How did he do it?

How could I lose?

I am the national Sanda champion?

I am a genuine Wudang descendant.

I was actually knocked down by a bodyguard. If this is reported in the news tomorrow, how will I be able to face people?

Wang Mao looked around feeling a little guilty.

Sweat, he was sweating.

Feng Chen and his girlfriend hid aside, looking weird and shocked.

Onlookers are pointing and talking

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At this moment, Wang Mao really wanted to die.