Xiaoyanzi thinks Tang Xiaobao is very handsome.

Wang Mao, however, thinks Tang Xiaobao is very bad.

Very hateful!

A complete scoundrel!

So, he decided to show Tang Xiaobao how powerful he was.

Won't you move a step?

Okay, then I’ll let you fly and send you to the sky!

Wang Mao rolled his eyes and said, "Do you mean what you say?"

Tang Xiaobao raised his hand and swore: "Whoever moves his feet will be a grandson."

"Okay, take my punch!"

Wang Mao suddenly gained confidence.

Are you looking for death?

I'll help you!

He rushed forward again and punched Tang Xiaobao.

This punch used all his internal energy.

His purpose was very clear, which was to knock Tang Xiaobao away with one punch.

As for the consequences... he has to pay money. He is not short of money, but now he is willing to spend any amount of money just to save a little face.

He threw this punch with no hesitation and in a domineering manner. In his heart, he was still hoping that the paparazzi could take a good picture of the next scene. It would definitely be on the headlines tomorrow. Then his heroic and domineering side would attract a lot of fans, and maybe even impress Xiaoyanzi.

That was an unexpected surprise.

However, Tang Xiaobao guessed most of his thoughts.

Tang Xiaobao had finally managed to trick Wang Mao into taking action, but this time, he would not show mercy.

He could easily slap the Elvis in front of him away with one palm, but he felt that the scene was not beautiful enough.

So, he rolled his eyes and came up with a plan.

In just a moment, the innate energy filled the chest and all the internal energy gathered in the chest.

suck!

The innate energy plus internal strength is incredible and extremely powerful.

Wang Mao only felt that there seemed to be a huge suction force on Tang Xiaobao's body. He staggered and his lower body was unstable, and he was actually sucked up at an accelerated speed.

A punch hit Tang Xiaobao right in the chest.

Tang Xiaobao didn't move, not even a tremor in his body.

Wang Mao's fist landed on Tang Xiaobao's chest, as if stuck there, not moving at all.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The crowd of onlookers were all dumbfounded.

What is going on?

Is this a movie shoot?

But there is no camera and no director.

Feng Chen and his girlfriend were also dumbfounded. They swallowed and were stunned for a moment.

In everyone's mind, Wang Mao is a martial arts master, definitely more powerful than Tang Xiaobao.

The reason why Wang Mao suffered a loss before was, firstly, because he was caught off guard and attacked, and secondly, because Tang Xiaobao was too smart and kept dodging.

If this punch lands now, Tang Xiaobao will definitely be knocked down, or even sent flying.

How is it possible that he is not moving his feet?

But in fact, Tang Xiaobao's feet really didn't move at all, as if they had taken root.

Wang Mao's fist landed on Tang Xiaobao's chest, and Xiaoyanzi's face turned pale with fright.

She thought Tang Xiaobao would act like a rogue, but why was he so honest?

For a moment, Xiaoyanzi covered her mouth, extremely nervous.

It’s over, it’s all over.

She wanted Tang Xiaobao to hold up a blue sky for him, but she didn't want Tang Xiaobao to be injured. Wang Mao wanted face, and Tang Xiaobao also wanted face.

Xiaoyanzi's face turned pale.

Wang Mao's face also turned pale.

This is what is called "a bystander is confused, while those involved can see clearly."

Wang Mao was also puzzled at first, but now he feels a little scared.

He only felt that the punch he threw with all his internal strength seemed to hit the water, soft and limp. The water seemed to have suddenly turned into paste, making it impossible for him to pull his hand out.

This shock was no small matter.

He finally realized something was wrong.

Master!

He is definitely a master among masters!

He wanted to retract his fist, but it was too late.

As a result, his face turned red and he tried desperately to pull out his fist, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

In fact, it didn't last long, only three seconds. Tang Xiaobao suddenly grinned: "See, I didn't move, right?"

Wang Mao's face became extremely ugly. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Tang Xiaobao continued to laugh and said, "I said, whoever moves will be the grandson. If you move, then you are the grandson, right? Oh, bah, I'm so young, how can I have a grandson? If there is a grandson, it can't be you. I can't afford to lose this person."

The next moment, Tang Xiaobao's innate energy and internal strength were released.

He felt a huge force coming, as if he was hit by a majestic adult elephant. Wang Mao used his fist as a support point, and his whole body was bounced out.

Wang Mao really flew up.

And it flew very high.

Finally, amidst exclamations, it fell seven or eight meters away.

He was lucky and it hit a trash can.

As if he was forced in, he sat in the trash can in a U-shape, his face turned pale and bloodless. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his right hand was broken, and his chest was in severe pain.

He was an authentic Wudang disciple, so he naturally understood that he had internal injuries, and they were very serious. He had to go back to his master to be healed, otherwise he would be a cripple. For a moment, he was also frightened.

So awesome!

This is what internal strength is.

It's so rich.

There is simply no way to defend himself. I guess even the master can't be so powerful?

For a moment, I felt hopeless.

Shameful?

He had forgotten it long ago.

He just looked at Tang Xiaobao, guarding against Tang Xiaobao beating the man up again.

The onlookers were also frightened.

"Fuck, this is too awesome."

"Yeah, why did he fly out?"

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