At this moment in the live broadcast room, netizens' curiosity and expectations were full.
Xiao Chunan 1: "Damn, the final boss!"
HUA: "Luckily I didn't take that shit. I almost missed the final duel."
The older girl grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "Look at that guy's hands. They look like walnuts that have been cracked for more than ten years. So black and so cool."
Twin Ponytails: "Eh~ so ugly, my husband is still the most handsome, come on, husband, fuck him to death."
Mi Tao Tao Tao: "The word 'fuck' is not used well. My husband is going to fuck him to death."
......
The man was obviously annoyed by Ye Lang's foul language. His face was ashen, his fists were clenched, and the anger in his eyes was almost bursting out.
"What's the matter? You need to poop. Go to the toilet."
"Ahhh, I can't wait any longer, I'm dying."
The man was completely enraged, howling as he rushed towards Ye Lang and smashed his iron fist into his face.
A gleam of light flashed in Ye Lang's eyes. He did not dodge but swung his fist to meet the attack.
With a loud "bang", the two fists collided, and the air seemed to shake.
Ye Lang took a step back.
Steadying himself, he shook his trembling hands.
"What a hard fist! My physique is several times that of a young man, but I was also numb from the shock." Ye Lang thought.
Looking at that person, Ye Lang smiled.
The man who was so arrogant just now was now struggling to get up and moving his arms.
There was blood coming out of the corner of his mouth, and he looked very uncomfortable.
Ye Lang chuckled.
"So you're just tough, then why are you pretending to be so tough? You're like Piccolo, come here and get killed."
The man's eyes were wide open and he was about to rush forward.
But he seemed to have thought of something and started laughing.
Ye Lang rolled his eyes and was about to curse when the man spoke first.
"I'll use modern martial arts, and you'll use Bajiquan. Let's see who's better, and whether to live or die."
Ye Lang's face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at the man with gritted teeth.
The man sneered, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly:
"Or do you really feel that Bajiquan will lose?"
at this time,
Tang Long had just slid down from the traction rope and walked out of the elevator door when he heard this conversation.
......
Ye Lang stood there for a long time without responding, and even the broadcast room fell into a brief silence.
The young man's black pants were exposed: "What's wrong with Brother Lang? Isn't he the national martial arts champion of Bajiquan? Come on."
Ji Kun: "Should there be a shadow? Speaking of this, I have to mention an old friend who never played basketball again."
A big bird said: "Come on, Brother Lang, you are a human-shaped god of war, don't lose face."
Bad Control: "Come on, husband!"
Mina: "Come on, husband!"
.....
At this moment, Tang Long's brows were furrowed, his chest heaving, and he looked extremely angry.
Traitor!
Even if you leave the sect, what about your martial arts bloodline? What about your integrity?
......
"You are such a loser! You don't even believe in your own fists! Hahahaha, I am dying of laughter."
The man looked at Ye Lang, who was struggling, with a very mocking tone.
But is Ye Lang really as the other party said?
Not knowing what he was thinking of, Ye Lang looked at his hands, slowly exhaled, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He raised his head suddenly and said in a low voice:
"Tell me your name."
The man was stunned, then sneered:
"You're just in my clutches, you know my name..."
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