Chapter 608 The real master
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 608 The real master
On the ring, Yang Ling glanced at the three people who had fallen to the ground, and saw that the face of the strong man who had been dislocated by himself was full of pain. He smiled faintly, leaned over and grabbed his arm and twisted it slightly.
With a click, the man's arm was taken back again.
The strong man was a little dazed, and after he realized it, he glanced at Yang Ling with a grateful expression on his face.
After that, he hurriedly helped the other two strong men who had fallen to the ground, and the three of them limped off the ring.
This scene was watched by everyone. Yang Ling healed the strong man's dislocated hand, which aroused applause from the audience!
The hosts of the major media spoke one after another, praising Yang Ling's behavior, calling it convincing people with virtue, which is in line with China's martial arts!
Raise your eyebrows!
All the Huaxia audience watching the game felt elated!
Look, this is our Chinese martial arts, this is our Chinese martial arts!
Make friends with martial arts, convince people with virtue!
"Ding, you have fulfilled the audience's desire to promote Chinese martial arts, and the wish value is +1."
In addition to the Chinese audience, many foreign audiences also applauded Yang Ling's behavior!
Under the same rules as this underground boxing match, Yang Ling, who possessed absolute strength, could have eliminated these people, but he didn't do so.
Not only did he fail to do so, but instead healed the loser's injury. How could such strength and character not be admired?
At this moment, Yang Ling gained a lot of fans abroad.
"Ding, it fulfills the wish of foreign audiences not to want a few contestants to be abolished, and the wish value is +1."
Hearing the system's notification tone and seeing the audience's reaction, Yang Ling himself was a little confused.
Isn't it just a matter of lifting a finger? Do you want to do this?
At this time, Justin finally stood up, and as he stood up, the scene fell silent.
The world's top five boxing champion, known as the master of the devil's muscular man, is he finally about to make a move?
He slowly walked onto the ring, looked at Yang Ling and said calmly, "Yes, you are really good, no wonder my two apprentices were defeated by you."
"It's a pity, you don't know what the real strong in this world are like!"
"Oh?"
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Could it be that you are the real master in the legend?"
Justin looked at Yang Ling indifferently, then at Kailin who was being carried by him, and said with a sneer, "Why, you don't want to fight me with this woman, do you?"
Hearing this, Yang Ling looked at Kailin who was being carried upside down by him, and found that she was carrying her for so long, except for her blushing, she seemed to be fine.
Fighters are fighters, and even women are much stronger physically than ordinary people.
Since it's all right, let's continue to mention it.
He withdrew his gaze, looked at Justin with a faint smile, and said, "This woman is not heavy, so it doesn't matter."
"How about it, can you let me see the so-called real strong man in your mouth?"
Justin looked at Yang Ling, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Yang, I admire your courage, but I still say that, your Chinese martial arts are nothing more than flamboyant fists and embroidered legs."
"Today I will let you see where the gap between you ordinary people and the real strong is!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and his muscles tensed up little by little. With his movements, his aura gradually rose!
(End of this chapter)
On the ring, Yang Ling glanced at the three people who had fallen to the ground, and saw that the face of the strong man who had been dislocated by himself was full of pain. He smiled faintly, leaned over and grabbed his arm and twisted it slightly.
With a click, the man's arm was taken back again.
The strong man was a little dazed, and after he realized it, he glanced at Yang Ling with a grateful expression on his face.
After that, he hurriedly helped the other two strong men who had fallen to the ground, and the three of them limped off the ring.
This scene was watched by everyone. Yang Ling healed the strong man's dislocated hand, which aroused applause from the audience!
The hosts of the major media spoke one after another, praising Yang Ling's behavior, calling it convincing people with virtue, which is in line with China's martial arts!
Raise your eyebrows!
All the Huaxia audience watching the game felt elated!
Look, this is our Chinese martial arts, this is our Chinese martial arts!
Make friends with martial arts, convince people with virtue!
"Ding, you have fulfilled the audience's desire to promote Chinese martial arts, and the wish value is +1."
In addition to the Chinese audience, many foreign audiences also applauded Yang Ling's behavior!
Under the same rules as this underground boxing match, Yang Ling, who possessed absolute strength, could have eliminated these people, but he didn't do so.
Not only did he fail to do so, but instead healed the loser's injury. How could such strength and character not be admired?
At this moment, Yang Ling gained a lot of fans abroad.
"Ding, it fulfills the wish of foreign audiences not to want a few contestants to be abolished, and the wish value is +1."
Hearing the system's notification tone and seeing the audience's reaction, Yang Ling himself was a little confused.
Isn't it just a matter of lifting a finger? Do you want to do this?
At this time, Justin finally stood up, and as he stood up, the scene fell silent.
The world's top five boxing champion, known as the master of the devil's muscular man, is he finally about to make a move?
He slowly walked onto the ring, looked at Yang Ling and said calmly, "Yes, you are really good, no wonder my two apprentices were defeated by you."
"It's a pity, you don't know what the real strong in this world are like!"
"Oh?"
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Could it be that you are the real master in the legend?"
Justin looked at Yang Ling indifferently, then at Kailin who was being carried by him, and said with a sneer, "Why, you don't want to fight me with this woman, do you?"
Hearing this, Yang Ling looked at Kailin who was being carried upside down by him, and found that she was carrying her for so long, except for her blushing, she seemed to be fine.
Fighters are fighters, and even women are much stronger physically than ordinary people.
Since it's all right, let's continue to mention it.
He withdrew his gaze, looked at Justin with a faint smile, and said, "This woman is not heavy, so it doesn't matter."
"How about it, can you let me see the so-called real strong man in your mouth?"
Justin looked at Yang Ling, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Yang, I admire your courage, but I still say that, your Chinese martial arts are nothing more than flamboyant fists and embroidered legs."
"Today I will let you see where the gap between you ordinary people and the real strong is!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and his muscles tensed up little by little. With his movements, his aura gradually rose!
(End of this chapter)
