Chapter 166: The Stunned Thai Boxing Champion

"This..."

After listening to what his agent said, Sata frowned. As a Thai boxing champion, he was very proud.

His reputation earned by punching all the way was ruthless enough!

However, do you have to take stimulants to deal with such a martial arts beginner?

This was too much for him to accept.

"Wait, a martial arts beginner..."

He was distracted just now and didn't see Ye Yang kicking Hao Jian.

However, he could still feel that something was wrong...

After all, he was a professional champion-level fighting practitioner, how could he be kicked into that state?

"No... We were all deceived by his appearance just now!"

Sata suddenly reacted, and cold sweat oozed from his back: "Damn! I almost got tricked to death."

Even if Ye Yang was not a grandmaster, he was definitely not a junior apprentice who had just learned a few moves as he said.

"To be able to knock Hao Jian down with one kick and make him completely unable to resist... at least it is the strength level of a professional fighting athlete."

His eyes became serious.

For this kind of opponent, if you want to win by completely crushing him, you really need to take medicine.

He was silent for a moment, and then he gave himself an injection.

Then he went on the field.

His heartbeat accelerated, the pain subsided, and his whole brain became active.

His vision seemed to become brighter.

"This S-level stimulant is really ecstatic, but the negative effect is a bit large. It should be used with caution..."

Sa Tan felt infinite confidence in his heart.

"I'm not as stupid as Hao Jian, and I won't show mercy just because you are a big boss. I advise you to go out on your own."

Sa Tan said coldly.

In various commentary rooms, the commentators all looked solemn: "Mr. Ye Yang was able to win just now because the opponent was too underestimated!"

"That's right, good luck will not continue to cover a person. Now there is only one Sa Tan player left on the challenger side. I believe that this player will no longer underestimate the enemy like the previous boxing champion Hao Jian!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye Yang is in danger now!!!"

"..."

In the barrage.

"Don't watch it anymore. Sa Tan said he won't underestimate his opponent. Ye Yang is doomed."

"I think so too. Haha. Get off the stage quickly! Humph, you were just lucky just now!"

"Sa Tan will win! Muay Thai will win!"

This is the last carnival of the water army and the sour dogs.

After all, Sa Tan is the only player left. If he loses, it will be the end of the game.

There is nothing to be sour about.

"Haha, just be sour as much as you can!"

"Maybe Ye Shenhao is really awesome!"

"Come on! I can only say come on..."

Ye Yang's fans still firmly support him, but passers-by are all a little pessimistic.

After all, even if a big boss has practiced martial arts a little, he is at most at the level of Alipay and Jack Ma.

Playing with professional players is basically asking for abuse.

"..."

Ye Yang also put away the smile on his face. If the opponent regards him as a real opponent, he really needs to deal with it carefully.

After all, as the last player to appear, the opponent has a very high reputation.

Moreover, he was not sure whether the strange thing that happened to Wang Tan would happen to Sata.

Retracting his smile, Ye Yang's spirit suddenly changed.

As the owner of the top skills of Chinese martial arts.

His spirit has undergone a qualitative change. When he really gets serious, he exudes a momentum all over his body.

This momentum is invisible, but in the eyes of the opponent who really wants to attack, it is like a mountain of pressure.

"This..."

Invisible pressure surged in Sata's heart.

The mental pressure emanating from Ye Yang seemed to have shape and quality, as if he was an uncontestable mountain and an insurmountable river.

"Hmph!"

However, as a professional fighting boxing champion, Sata, who is famous for his fierceness, bit his tongue directly, and his brain on stimulants forced this mental pressure to disperse some.

"It seems that you are stronger than I thought, but, unfortunately, today, you will definitely lose."

Judging from the current situation, Ye Yang is definitely not an ordinary person. If he didn't take drugs, it would probably be a 50-50 chance.

But now he has taken medicine, if he still can't beat the opponent, it would be too embarrassing.

"One move, you will be defeated!"

Only when you really face Ye Yang's opponent can you feel how terrifying the invisible mental pressure is.

It's like an ordinary person being stared at by a bloody and terrifying killer, even breathing and reaction will become slow.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

So it also makes Sa Tan want to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Boom!"

An empty body rotated 720 degrees, and the increased potential energy was all gathered on his chopping fist, which smashed towards Ye Yang's face in the air.

"Why doesn't Ye Shenhao move?"

"Are you scared silly?"

"Get out! You are scared silly!"

"..."

Some people in the barrage were worried and some were mocking.

At the moment when the chopping fist with a strong whistling sound came down.

Ye Yang raised his hand lightly.

"The body is like a mountain, and the palm is like water."

This move is a mixture of the three unique skills of traditional martial arts: Qianjinzhu, Bird Does Not Fly, and Qi Like a Bell.

It looks simple, but it contains endless wisdom and mystery.

Practicing traditional martial arts to the extreme is enough to achieve this effect.

"Huh?!"

Satan punched Ye Yang's palm and suddenly felt weak, as if the thousand-pound force on his fist had dissipated before he could exert it.

And Ye Yang's palm only sank twenty centimeters.

This super depressing feeling of contrast made Satan feel chest tight and wanted to vomit blood.

"This is impossible!"

The punch was useless, so he turned around and hit Ye Yang hard with his elbow: "Since the chopping force is useless, then I will just knock you back!"

"..."

Ye Yang smiled lightly. These traditional martial arts were engraved in his bones like instinct.

Even if he didn't think about it at all, he could respond automatically.

If he took it seriously, many solutions would emerge in his mind.

According to the arrogant statement in the movie, it is not an exaggeration to describe: I have at least a hundred ways to kill you!

"Stand still like a mountain."

Ye Yang's mind moved.

He grabbed the opponent's elbow with one palm.

"Hmm?"

If Ye Yang was like weak water just now, unable to bear any force, then now, Sata felt like he had hit a mountain peak and could not shake it at all.

"How is this possible...?!"

The ultimate strength and the ultimate softness, completely displayed in one person?

Sata was completely stunned...

This fighting realm is probably not in the same dimension as mine! ?

(First update)

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