Lin Xiao smiled and joked: "How did you see it? You have good eyesight!"

Zhou Bo was so angry that he was almost frightened by Lin Xiao just now. Although the boxing technique he used was very similar to that of the Tiebeng Fist and had similar power, his method of exerting was completely different.

"Let you see the real iron-collapse boxing."

Bang!

Zhou Bo stepped on the ground with his right foot, making a trembling sound, and the grass under his feet instantly sank deep, giving him a strong forward momentum.

call!

Zhou Bo's body was like a dragon and a tiger, and the shocking bomb was shot out, drawing an arc from the air, and hitting Lin Xiao fiercely.

Bang!

Lin Xiao raised his arms and felt a powerful force rushing towards him like a storm, making his footsteps move halfway.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhou Bo swung his fists in succession, like firecrackers, his fists fell like raindrops, and each punch hit Lin Xiao’s arm at the same position.

"Fallen down!" Zhou Bo roared, his right arm suddenly retreated, his body bent like a bow and arrow, and his waist was almost folded together, shaped like a bent bow.

Fu Taiyang stared at the screen nervously and murmured: "Iron Beng Half-cut! No one dared to block this punch back then. Even those three old guys could only avoid their sharp edge. Boer's punch already had the eight-point charm of my back then, and Lin Xiao would undoubtedly lose."

It is rumored online that traditional martial arts are all deceptive and fake styles, but they are just that those real masters disdain to explain.

True martial arts is not only the real skill of strengthening the body, but also the ultimate killing skills. If you want to practice to achieve success, you need not only persistence that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, but also a complete and effective training method.

Zhou Bo has been lurking for twenty-four years and practiced for more than ten hours a day. He has long turned all moves and ways of exerting force into a part of his body. This punch exerted the most explosive power of the entire body. Even if a steel plate blocks it, it will be destroyed by a blow.

The layman was stunned just by looking at the posture of this punch and inexplicably sweated for Lin Xiao.

Above the tall building and behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, Nangong Jin tightened his palms and couldn't help but lifted up his mood.

"Lin Xiao will be fine, right?"

As soon as the thought flashed, Zhou Bo's fist had already smashed down quickly, and was about to hit Lin Xiao's chest.

"Hey, that old guy Fu Taiyang is watching, right? I want to defeat me through my apprentice and establish my authority. Just Zhou Bo is really overestimating his ability."

Lin Xiao took a step back like lightning, his right fist was ashamed, his body swayed slightly, and no one could see his movements clearly, and his right fist rushed out like a cannonball.

"What?"

"He wants to cut his head against the ironclad?"

Many people with intent in front of the screen suddenly widened their eyes and shouted incredibly.

The iron-blocked slash is like its shape. One punch can fold a person in half, indicating that the force of the fist is fierce and cruel and ruthless.

Lin Xiao dared to directly use fists to punch him. Fu Taiyang subconsciously thought that this kid was too arrogant and he had no idea how powerful the essence of fist spirit left by China for five thousand years was.

Everyone was sweating.

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet and could hardly even hear breathing.

In the flash, Lin Xiao came first, and his right fist and Zhou Bo's right fist collided with no fancy.

Bang!

The closest circle of people heard a collision sound that made people itchy, and then they saw Zhou Bo's sturdy body ejaculated backwards like a broken sack.

Rolling around...

hiss…

Click!

Fu Taiyang's tablet fell to the ground, sucking in a cold breath like a painful thing.

"What's the situation?" Fu Taiyin was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Fu Taiyang, "Didn't you say that Zhou Bo can definitely win? What's the situation now?"

Fu Taiyang took a deep breath, shook his head in a trembling voice, and murmured, "How is it possible? Is he using the Iron Beng Fist? Why is it so similar? Or is it that he just saw Zhou Bo punching, and learned his way of exerting force on the spot. He defeated the real Iron Beng Fist with just one move. If this is the case, what a monster talent is this?"

Fu Taiyin didn't quite understand what his brother was saying, but he knew the result in front of him, which was definitely beyond expectations.

"Lost again?" Fu Taiyin's face turned green.

At this moment, the square was quiet, and all the recording equipment was aimed at Zhou Bo who was lying on the ground without moving.

After a few seconds, Zhou Bo, who seemed to be dead, suddenly twitched and bounced up from the ground. He could see that his right arm had been bent at a strange angle, and his fist fingers were all broken.

"Impossible!" Zhou Bo's face was ashamed. After this punch, his right arm was completely destroyed. Even if he could be cured, he would never try his fist easily in his life.

He had been preparing for twenty-four years. He thought he could make a big splash today and start his journey of rising, but he couldn't even hold on with a punch.

"The Iron Beng Fist is really powerful, it has wiped my finger bones!" Lin Xiao grinned and wiped his skinny hands.

Everyone looked strange, their arms were broken, and you were a little skinned. As for how painful it was?

"Impossible..." Zhou Bo still had a shocked expression on his face, his red eyes, staring at the injured fist, and his body slowly began to tremble.

"Hey! You lost!" Lin Xiao pointed at Zhou Bo and smiled.

Wow!

The media reporter reacted instantly and immediately rushed towards Zhou Bo, with a long spear and a short cannon reaching in front of him, and the problem was thrown out like a continuous cannon.

"Mr. Zhou, you lost so badly, are you mentally prepared in advance?"

"Mr. Zhou, if you lose, will your master blame you? It is said that the Iron Fist Sect is very strict with their disciples. This is considered a disgrace to your master, right? Will you be expelled from the master?"

The reporters' questions were not only sharp but also insulting, making Zhou Bo's expression look as ugly as if he had eaten a child.

Fu Taiyang in front of the screen felt like an invisible big hand slapped him hard, making his ears thunder sound.

I originally wanted to use Lin Xiao to complete the first step of his rise and show it to my master, proving that his twenty-four years of hard work was not in vain.

But he didn't expect that he would lose so badly. Looking at his broken arm, Zhou Bo felt a stream of blood rushing to his head, and he buzzed and almost fell down.

"Mr. Zhou, will you fulfill your promise? Will you stay in Nanlong Group as a security guard for life, or will you turn your promises and hide and practice hard again, hoping to one day save your shame today!"

Zhou Bo was so angry that he kicked the reporter who asked the question and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense? I, Zhou Bo, said it all. Since I made a bet, I will never betray you!"

He became the focus of attention of the audience, but Zhou Bo was in such an extremely shameful state of mind. He hated himself for not being able to do his best and was unwilling to his master for half a lifetime of teaching.

"It's gone, let's go, let's go, what's the best thing?"

Fatty Wang and his big head ran out at Lin Xiao's instructions and began to drive away the media reporters and onlookers.

The security guards of Nanlong Group also came out to help and began to maintain order on the scene.

After watching the fun, everyone was still unsatisfied, but they could only leave in disappointment. However, today, Zhou Bo, the closed disciple of the Iron Fist King, was defeated in public, will soon be spread on the Internet.

Fu Taiyang, one of the four great martial gods in China, whose closed disciple was defeated by an unknown gangster in the martial arts world, was definitely a major event that shocked the martial arts world.

Zhou Bo, standing alone in the square, was like a statue, knowing nothing about the retreating crowd around him, his eyes dazed blankly.

After the play was finished, the situation was created. Lin Xiao used the trick to resolve Fu Tai's conspiracy and was in a good mood.

“It’s time to receive the results.”
Chapter completed!