Chapter 525: I already respect you

"Hmph, it seems that you really don't understand, what does the word "Fist God" mean?" Dong Ya Quan God embraced his arms, his arms flashed with a cold metallic luster.

Regardless of his supernatural powers, he has worshipped Nanchan Master as his teacher since he was a child and practiced in an ancient temple in Thailand.

Not only did he practice Muay Thai fighting skills to the point of innocence, but he also practiced modern techniques such as grappling, fighting, and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu to an incredible level.

That's why he was called the **** of fist!

"Boss Li, is the East Asian boxing **** really that terrifying?" A big man named Zhang asked another big man named Li next to him.

This big man surnamed Lee is ranked seventh among the top eight masters of Korea, and is also a master of boxing.

"It's not just amazing!" The big man surnamed Li sighed, his eyes full of dread.

"But I don't think Mr. Luo was very aggressive just now?" Zhang asked, puzzled.

"It's not the same, do you know, who is his sparring partner since the age of ten?"

"Adult Bengal Tiger!" Li said slowly.

"What, fight with an adult Bengal tiger at the age of ten?" The big man surnamed Zhang was obviously shocked, after all, for most people, ten years old can only be regarded as a child!

But at that time, the East Asian boxing **** was about to fight the Bengal tiger?

How terrible is this?

"He is hailed as the most talented boxing master in a century!"

"What do you think the **** of fist represents?"

"His disciples are all over the world, no matter the Tibetans living in seclusion in the Himalayas, the guards in the desert of the Nile, or even the princes of the Dubai royal family, they have his disciples!" The Li surnamed obviously knows these things well.

"What's more, does he have the ability to temper?"

"Isn't it?" The big man surnamed Zhang looked at Luo Chen worriedly.

"Oh, in fact, maybe Rong Boss picked the wrong person." Li shook his head and looked at the place.

He is not optimistic about Luo Chen, or he is not optimistic about Luo Chen at all, even if Luo Chen just beat Andre with a crushing attitude.

And when they said that, even the big man surnamed Zhang was a little worried.

And this time is precisely when you may not understand the East Asian boxing god, what does the boxing **** represent.

"But it's just the kung fu of some three-legged cats, dare you call yourself a boxer god?" Luo Chen shook his head.

He used to be the Immortal Venerable. There are countless real martial arts in the immortal world, such as six reincarnation fists, world-opening fist, etc. These fists are proud of the world and invincible, and even one punch can break a big world.

But without exception, no one dared to call himself a boxer.

Now that a small mortal arbitrarily claims to be the **** of fist, Luo Chen will naturally disdain.

But as soon as these words fell, many people frowned, watching Luo Chen secretly shaking their heads.

Because Luo Chen's words are a bit arrogant, after all, that is the East Asian boxing god!

"The surname Luo, no matter how powerful you are, you shouldn't talk like that!" Fourth Master Rong was very excited and accused.

"Young man, you have passed, you do have some strength, but you shouldn't be so humiliated to me!" The eyes of the East Asian boxer were cold.

"No, you were wrong. I didn't humiliate you. In fact, I was already complimenting you. After all, I didn't directly say that you are rubbish!" Luo Chen said calmly.

But in the huge hall, no one said anything anymore.

The people who had supported Luo Chen before, frowned at this moment and looked at Luo Chen.

This is not excessive.

"You will regret saying this!" The East Asian Boxing God gritted his teeth almost every word.

"I regret it a bit. In fact, your so-called boxing technique is really **** in my eyes!"

In front of the East Asian boxing god, saying that his boxing is rubbish?

Even if it is the master of East Asian Boxing God, Master Nanchan has come, he dare not speak like this, right?

After all, no matter how they say it, they are also the **** of fist!

"Not convinced, are you?"

"Give you a chance, I will also fight with you with fist!" Luo Chen proudly looked at the already trembling East Asian Fist God.

This sentence Luo Chen told the truth, but to the East Asian boxing god, it was an insult to him.

Not only look down on his boxing skills, but also use his best boxing skills to fight him?

"Here, Boss Li, are you saying that Mr. Luo is crazy?" The layman surnamed Zhang felt that Luo Chen's words were a bit too much.

"Oh, those who don't know are fearless, how old do you think he is? What does he know?" Li sighed and shook his head.

Originally, Luo Chen violently beat Andre and made the elder Li surnamed with admiration, but now after these arrogant words, the elder Li felt that Luo Chen really didn't know the height of the sky.

"Even if my grandfather is here, I don't dare to compete with the East Asian boxing god, this surname Luo is really crazy!" Andrei has been helped aside at this moment, but he is still very embarrassed.

"Across Asia, who would dare to compare his fist?"

"It's so shameless!"

"The person next to you is right. In all of Asia, you are the first person to dare to say that you are more fist than me. I will make you die ugly!" As soon as the sound of the myth of Dongya Quan fell to the ground, it suddenly slammed on the ground.

With a sudden bang, the marble floor exploded, and then it was directly shaken up.

Immediately, a pair of iron fists shining with silver-white light struck Luo Chen.

"Boom!"

The violent impact caused the surrounding glass to shatter directly.

The air wave directly overturned a large group of people.

"Huh?" The East Asian Fist God gave a soft voice.

"No wonder I dared to talk to me like this. It turned out to be two times. Yes, I was able to catch a punch without breaking my arm!" Dongya Fist God praised.

"However, I just warmed up just now, and I didn't take it seriously!" This sentence fell, and the East Asian Fist God rushed up again.

"Boom!"

This time the strength was stronger and the impact was greater. The whole building was a little shaken, and many people also became unstable.

This time the East Asian Fist God frowned slightly.

Because he used five points of strength, but Luo Chen still stood in place, not moving at all!

This is somewhat unreasonable.

"No matter how many you are, I don't believe you can stop my real attack!" The East Asian boxing **** was angry this time.

In an instant he bullied himself, and his fists almost flashed with sparks, bang, bang, bang.

The dense fists fell, like raindrops.

"Three hundred punches, one thousand, five thousand, eight thousand!"

"Ten thousand!" Someone was counting, showing horror.

In just 30 seconds, the East Asian Fist God almost hit 10,000 punches!