"Their target is indeed Wang Cheng!"

Huo Zhengrong said with a serious expression when he saw Nigami and Santos. His breath was high and he could take action at any time. He looked at the two top mercenaries on the opposite side with vigilantly.

Han Shifei came to Wang Cheng and asked worriedly: "Wang Cheng, are you okay?"

Wang Cheng looked calm, the solemn look in his eyes flashed, he stared at the nigger, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, my opponent is very strong. You guys hold that short man, I'll deal with the big guy."

Han Shifei nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, Officer Huo and I are fine. You can deal with niggers, but be careful. There is another person who is more dangerous than niggers who have not appeared and may lurk around and wait for opportunities."

Wang Cheng was slightly shocked when he heard this and asked, "There are any masters?"

Although he knew that the other party seemed to be four people, after seeing these three masters, he did not believe that the other party would have masters of the same level.

After all, Nigami, Humao and Santos can basically be equivalent to a pillar of a strong martial arts strength and can support a sect.

Three of these masters are enough.

There is a fourth one?

Han Shifei also hurriedly explained: "According to the news, there is another Indian master, please be careful."

Wang Cheng nodded, staring at the black ghost, but his spirit was dividing some attention. The light of his eyes was checking left and right to see if there was a stronger breath of qi and blood.

If the other party is a top Indian warrior, his internal aura will definitely be very strong and cannot be hidden among ordinary people. Just like the moon in the starry sky, you can see it at a glance. Unless the other party's internal aura has been cultivated to a perfect and restrained level, it is almost impossible, because it can only be done by innate secret realms.

After a few seconds.

He has not noticed that there are other top experts around him for the time being.

At this time, passers-by around also walked away, some ran away, some stood in the distance to watch the fun, and many people called the police.

However, some people still recognize Wang Cheng.

After all, Wang Cheng left a deep impression on the world at the martial arts competition. I think the competition like martial arts and fighting is the most popular. The strength Wang Cheng showed on the ring was almost inhuman.

There was a record of one billion people watching professional boxing competitions in the 1970s. Wang Cheng broke this record at the martial arts competition, and the number of people watching him competed exceeded 1.5 billion.

"It seems to be Wang Cheng."

"Wang Cheng has come to Hong Kong Island. He has started fighting with people on the street."

"Click it down quickly, I'm so excited."

"I'm so looking forward to it. I wonder if Wang Cheng's strength is the same as that performed on TV."

"I am also looking forward to it. Domestic officials like to fake it the most in this regard. I hope Wang Cheng will not disappoint us!"

And the next moment.

Many people were shocked.

Because Wang Cheng took action first. The momentum of the earth shaking the mountain was shaken.

He did not use any other boxing techniques at this moment, just a Disha boxing technique, and he always remembered the foundation of Wu Sheng Mountain.

He stepped on the ground with his feet and exerted force instantly. Several floors on the ground were immediately crushed into powder. He rushed out like a mountain, and his fists smashed down like a meteor.

The target is directly aimed at the big black man and the black man!

The black ghost also looked serious and took Wang Cheng seriously. He had just fought a few moves. The two were almost equal. If Santos hadn't suddenly helped, he wouldn't have done anything to Wang Cheng, but Wang Cheng was punched by him, and now it seemed like nothing was wrong.

"Boy, today is your end."

Even if he knows that Wang Cheng is strong, the nigger will create an atmosphere where he has an absolute advantage, with extremely strong murderous intent. Every time he fights, he will use psychological offensives, which can affect his opponent a little. Even if it is just a little influence, he will succeed.

Unfortunately, Wang Cheng was unmoved at all and punched without hesitation.

The nigger was on his chest and punched Wang Cheng's abdomen, with a whistling sound in his fist.

The moment he took action, the musculoskeletons in his body trembled in rhythm with his breathing. This is a unique martial art that belongs to Africa. Through special internal breathing, he can connect the musculoskeletons in his body and condense the strength of his body. It explodes at one point.

In comparison, the side effect of this secret breathing technique of Nigami is to temper muscles and internal qi and blood. Unlike Chinese martial arts, it mainly tempers internal qi and blood, and then fights vigorously.

Black Africans are the most unique nation on earth in terms of physical fitness. They are born with a body that is stronger than others, so they have the most powerful body in the world. So they do not pay so much attention to physical exercise, because their bodies are already strong enough, and the main focus is to develop the potential of the body and exert the strength of every muscle in the body as much as possible.

They only need to develop their own potential to become top experts, so they naturally do not need to practice step by step like Chinese warriors to accumulate qi and blood to improve the strength inside and outside the body.

Therefore, African warriors have almost achieved rapid cultivation, and many top African masters have few opponents after just one or two years of practice.

They just need to learn how to use their own strength to become masters.

The nigger is already forty years old and has been practicing African martial arts for twenty-five years. He is an absolute master. Among the martial arts inherited martial arts warriors in the entire African tribe, he is also a top master who can rank first. He is even more unique among the lone mercenaries.

When he punched, the extremely powerful force released by his muscles condensed on the fist, which suddenly caused a strong sound of breaking through the air. The surrounding aura was attracted by his fist, forming a whirlwind.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't condense the gang. His strength was definitely enough to condense the gang, but he didn't know how to condense the gang and the skills of condense the gang.

The wilderness of Africa is almost not even decent. Even if they can develop this breathing secret that uses muscles perfectly, it is very powerful. They do not have other fighting skills, and the combat skills they use are instincts exercised by African warriors in one fight after another, so they do not have fixed routines and specific moves, which is the simplest killing technique.

This is somewhat similar to the killing boxing method of Xingyiquan.

However, Nigami's moves are more casual, each move is adaptable, and each move is a force that is used to gather together with the muscles and bones.

The force is extremely huge, and it is even more than Wang Cheng's current strength.

So, one move.

The nigger remained motionless. Wang Cheng was forced to retreat by the other party, and his hands confronted the nigger's fists, and a hint of numbness appeared.

Wang Cheng had to sigh that this was really a race favored by God.

If the nigger practiced the systematic Chinese internal martial arts from the beginning, his strength would become invincible. After all, he was strong enough in terms of physical talent. If he continued to enhance his internal martial arts, it would be unimaginable what he would become.

However, according to the news obtained by Wang Cheng, the chance of such a thing happening is very small.

It is basically impossible for blacks to comprehend Chinese martial arts and Indian martial arts, because while they have a strong body, most blacks have a lower IQ than yellow and white people, especially because they do not have a strong culture. Without the foundation of Chinese and Indian culture, they are difficult to understand even the introductory foundation of Chinese martial arts and Indian martial arts, let alone in-depth practice of these two major martial arts systems.

"snort!"

With one punch, the black ghost snorted coldly, and his momentum was even stronger. He chased Wang Cheng step by step, and his fist attacked again, with a sense of oppression.

Each punch hit Wang Cheng's head and chest with enough force.

Bang bang bang bang...

Bang bang bang bang...

The two of them fought constantly, and Wang Cheng did not show his strength, but was using pure power to fight hard with the black ghost, in order to temper his internal aura of Earth Demon boxing and at the same time temper his combat skills.

Wang Cheng cherishes every battle very much because he knows that fighting is the best opportunity to practice.

Moreover, the more dangerous the battle, the more chance you have to understand more things.

Martial arts are ultimately an art to be used for combat. No martial artist practices martial arts simply to strengthen his body.

Wang Cheng focused on the Earth Demon Fist. Every punch and every step was as steady as a mountain, leaving broken footprints under his feet, with a calm beauty.

The nigger also showed superb killing skills. The moves of each punch are extremely tricky, and the strength of each punch has not weakened. After more than a dozen moves, the strength of a punch is different without a punch.

With such a terrifying control technique, Nigami is worthy of being a top expert.

Many people around saw the two fighting each other one by one, and they couldn't tell anything.

Because the two of them are obsessed with fighting with strength at this moment, their speed is a bit slow, and every move is clearly seen by the onlookers around them.

At first glance, it seemed as if the two were slowly competing, and there was no danger at all.

Someone complained.

"It seems that Wang Cheng's strength has indeed been exaggerated. It's impossible to tell how powerful he is here!"

"Maybe we can't see it."

"Hmph, the speed of attacks is so much slower than on TV, and it turns out that they are all fake on TV."

But!

At this time, Wang Cheng suddenly punched and was dodged by the black ghost, hitting a street lamp post as thick as a thigh on the side of the road.

There was a loud bang.

boom……

The street lamp post, which was as thick as a thigh and seven or eight meters high, was uprooted by Wang Cheng's punch and fell straight down. The place where the fist hit was cracked.

Then, the black ghost also punched another lamppost beside Wang Cheng, uprooted the same lamppost and fell to the ground. The place where the fist hit was bent.

This time, the surrounding doubts disappeared in an instant, and everyone was stunned.

How powerful is this punch?

You know, although this lamp post is not solid, it weighs hundreds of kilograms. Moreover, the bottom is not connected by screws, but is one. There is a piece of two meters long buried underground underneath, but now it is uprooted by a punch?

Everyone thought about it carefully and just took a breath.

How powerful is this punch? What if it hits them?

I guess I will be beaten with one punch and there is no possibility of survival.

Who dares to question this kind of strength?

On the other hand, Han Shifei and Huo Zhengrong were also hard to distinguish with Santos. Both of them were in the realm of Baodan. Facing Santos, a top master who was equivalent to the peak of Baodan, it can only be said that he could withstand it just happened to be able to fight. He was very anxious for a while.

Wen Ying showed her powerful side, suppressing Hamao, who had been hit by Wang Cheng before, and using a powerful dragon-shaped fist, his whole body became extremely fierce and powerful.
To be continued...