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No one had expected that the one who lost was Chen Hao.

What the f * ck?

What was going on?

Chen Hao's disciples rubbed their eyes, suspecting that they had seen wrongly.

"F * ck, how could this be?" Tang Loong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Wasn't Chen Hao the head of the number one dojo in Binhe? How could he be so weak? He was beaten up by Zhang Xiaotian in just a few moves.

Cold sweat flowed down from Tang Loong's forehead.

"Hahaha, Tang Loong, let's see. Where did you find these cats and dogs? Do you think they can challenge me with just their strength?" Zhang Xiaotian raised his head and laughed. His expression was full of pride.

Tang Loong's face darkened. His expression was unnatural. He subconsciously looked at Lu Xiangyang. He was supposed to deal with them, but he didn't expect to place his hopes on Lu Xiangyang.

"Boss, what do you think we should do about this?" Tang Loong asked weakly.

Lu Xiangyang narrowed his eyes and said casually, "It's fine, it's just an ant."

What?

Ant?

Chen Hao, who was seriously injured, almost jumped up and cursed. Even I, as the head of the number one dojo in Binhe, couldn't stand Zhang Xiaotian's punch. He can kill you with a single finger.

"Your sister, what are you pretending for?" Chen Hao's men cursed in their hearts, and they almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaotian laughed out of extreme anger, "Hahaha, Tang Loong, it seems like the people you found are really not as good as one. If that's the case, let me send you on your way tonight."

In the next moment, his laughter suddenly stopped. He turned to Lu Xiangyang and said in an extremely ferocious manner, "Kid, since you have such a big mouth, let me send you on your way first."

Before his voice faded, he had already made his move.

Tap, tap, tap!

Both of his feet stepped on the ground, and like an angry beast, he charged towards Lu Xiangyang.

Lu Xiangyang's face was expressionless. He placed his hands behind his back and quietly waited.

It seemed like this scene would work in the eyes of outsiders. He was scared silly and did not dare to take any action.

Tang Loong secretly broke out in a cold sweat. If anything were to happen to Lu Xiangyang tonight, he would die too!

Very quickly, Zhang Xiaotian arrived next to Lu Xiangyang. He struck out his iron palm with great force towards Lu Xiangyang.

Lu Xiangyang dodged left and right, easily dodging Zhang Xiaotian's attack.

Even after a few strikes, Zhang Xiaotian still couldn't touch Lu Xiangyang's sleeve.

"Damn it, how could this be?" Zhang Xiaotian's facial expression turned extremely ugly. Initially, he thought that he could slap Lu Xiangyang to death with a casual slap, but he didn't expect this guy's movement technique to be so fast that he couldn't even touch Lu Xiangyang's sleeve.

"Damn, this, this..." Tang Loong was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

Lu Xiangyang was really hiding his true strength.

A moment later. ...

Zhang Xiaotian had sent out more than ten palm strikes in a row, but there was still no result. He was unable to injure Lu Xiangyang.

Zhang Xiaotian was very angry. He stared at Lu Xiangyang and shouted, "Brat, if you are a man, don't just f * * king know how to dodge. If you have the guts, let's fight face to face."

Lu Xiangyang grinned and said, "Trash. I am afraid that if I fight with you, you will lose even faster."

Zhang Xiaotian snorted. "Stop talking nonsense, you little bastard. Let's see what we can do."

"Alright. Since you are in such a hurry to die, I can help you." Lu Xiangyang shook his head.

"Arrogant." Zhang Xiaotian roared and rushed towards Lu Xiangyang.

His speed was very fast. In just the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Lu Xiangyang. He circulated the strength in his hands to the limit and his palms started glowing red. Then, he swung his palms at Lu Xiangyang's head.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Before his palms even landed on Lu Xiangyang, a sharp wind had already hit Lu Xiangyang's body. His clothes were fluttering in the wind.

Lu Xiangyang's narrowed eyes suddenly shone with a bright light, and his hands began to move.

He raised his left hand to block the falling palms.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched out at his chest.

This punch seemed ordinary and harmless. In everyone's eyes, it was like a punch from a child.

"Sigh." Tang Loong sighed in his heart. He was disappointed again, and shook his head. It seemed like Lu Xiangyang was only good at speed and not strength. His soft fighting style could not hurt Zhang Xiaotian at all.

"F * ck! This kid looks like a soft shrimp. I'm afraid he's only suitable for escaping." Chen Hao was so excited that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bang!

Suddenly, a dull sound echoed out. Lu Xiangyang's fist had hit Zhang Xiaotian's chest.

At first, Zhang Xiaotian's face was full of disdain. He could feel it. When Lu Xiangyang's fist landed on his body, it did not hurt or itch.

But in the next moment, the muscles on his face suddenly twisted together. He could clearly feel an explosive force starting to spread out with Lu Xiangyang's fist as the center.

It was as if a bomb had exploded on his chest.

Swoosh!

Under the impact of this force, how could he still stand stably? He suddenly flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Puchi!

Following which, his body fell to the ground. His chest was in extreme pain. His throat felt sweet and he directly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Dead silence!

The entire place was dead silent!

This was something they had never expected.

In their opinion, Lu Xiangyang would still be defeated by Zhang Xiaotian.

But now, Zhang Xiaotian hadn't even made a single move in Lu Xiangyang's hand.

"Damn it! My god! How strong must he be to do this?" Tang Loong and the others kept sucking in cold air. They felt that their three views had been refreshed from head to toe.

"F * ck, where did this expert come from?" Zhang Xiaotian wanted to die. He never thought that Tang Loong had such an expert by his side. If he had known about this earlier, he wouldn't have come here to die.2

"Oh my god. He, he, is actually a great expert!" Chen Hao cried out in his heart. He felt a surge of Qi in his mind, causing him to faint from the shock.

After Lu Xiangyang severely injured Zhang Xiaotian with a single strike, killing intent flickered in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he continued walking towards Zhang Xiaotian.

He would never show mercy to his enemies.

Zhang Xiaotian struggled to stand up from the ground. He was on guard against Lu Xiangyang and began to retreat. Obviously, he was looking for an opportunity to retreat.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiangyang did not give him a chance. He suddenly accelerated after taking two steps. His body was like a gust of wind, sweeping like Zhang Xiaotian.

Zhang Xiaotian's pupils suddenly shrunk. He turned around and started to run.

Bang!

However, just as he took a step forward, a loud sound came from his back.

His entire body flew out like a baseball that had been sent flying. He drew a parabola in the air and smashed into the wall.

The wall cracked open and Zhang Xiaotian's body bounced back. He crashed onto the ground again and his waist was twisted and broken.

"What, what kind of fist technique is this?" Zhang Xiaotian held his breath and asked.

Before Lu Xiangyang could respond, Zhang Xiaotian spat out another mouthful of blood and died.

Seeing Lu Xiangyang's decisiveness in killing, Tang Loong felt his scalp go numb. How could he have any other thoughts?

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