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Chapter 93 This is your fist(2/2)

"It's him who has the upper hand?"

Chen Zizheng, Zhang Yuquan, and everyone present who could understand the boxing skills all had their eyes widened at this time.

They originally thought that Yang Lin would be able to block the punch after Huo Yuanjia was exhausted and then counterattack.

This is quite remarkable.

At least, don't let the scene become one-sided, even if today's competition is not in vain.

But they didn't expect that Yang Lin was bolder and more conceited than these people imagined.

What he wanted was not to give in to Huo Yuanjia's fist at all.

But I don’t want a top-level boxer to end helplessly...

He would rather defeat the opponent openly and openly when he is at his strongest, using the opponent's best boxing technique.

Let Huo Yuanjia of the Jingwu Sect practice the martial arts path throughout his life with no regrets at all.

Life goes on and the fight goes on.

We can't let this old boxer die on his bed, regretting that he didn't start well and end well.

Only when you are defeated by a stronger punch can you truly let go.

This is Yang Lin's greatest respect for Huo Yuanjia.

defeat him……

The two bodies stopped as soon as they touched each other, and the sound of the wind gradually subsided.

Yang Lin's punch landed an inch in front of Huo Yuanjia's nose.

Where the wind of the fist stopped, Huo Yuanjia's long gray hair spread out with a crash and flew backwards like a flag.

His fist was barely able to attack and stopped, still three inches away from Yang Lin's throat.

But it's a little slower.

"I lost, your punch was stronger and faster."

A trace of loneliness flashed across Huo Yuanjia's face.

"No, that's your fist, it's the Huo Family Mizong Fist."

Yang Lin smiled.

This fist was passed down from Huo Yuanjia, and it was improved in the fantasy world of performing martial arts.

At this moment, he is actually a younger version, the peak version of Huo Yuanjia. He is better than the Huo Yuanjia who has dried up his energy and blood and has injured his liver and lungs. Naturally, there is no suspense.

Huo Yuanjia was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "Yes, this is my fist."
Chapter completed!
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