Psychology with the weak is one of the greatest disadvantages of mankind.

In the Dongcheng Boxing Club of Linshui County, there is never a saying that the weak is that the success and the defeat of the enemy is the king. This is fully displayed here. What people hope is to see the figure who is still standing under the light and on the stage after the storm, rather than the weak who is overturned to the ground and unable to get up.

Roaring, shouting, cheering.

It has reached a deafening level.

Shang Yang is still protecting the main parts. He has already noticed that the strength of these two people's fists is similar to Zhou Fei. If you have a chance of winning against one person, you will have very little hope of winning against two people. Once you relax your defense, the dense fists will only hit the face firmly, which may cause fainting.

Wait, only wait.

The Black Dragon and the Black Tiger obviously have been trained for a long time and know the importance of cooperation. The Black Dragon is still continuing to attack, using hands and legs. The Black Tiger has already left this small battlefield in front of everyone and slowly retreated. He retreated to the center of the boxing ring, then showed a cold sneer in his mouth, suddenly accelerated, and rushed straight to Shang Yang.

“Get out of here!”

Without him yelling, the Black Dragon had already hid aside.

Shang Yang also noticed that something was wrong, and felt that the pressure on his body suddenly decreased. He was about to fight back, and saw that the black tiger who had completed the acceleration of the run and assist had already jumped high, kicking his legs and attacking his chest. The force was so strong that it had not touched his body, he felt the coldness in it.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and it was too late to hide. He could only hold his breath, tighten his muscles in his body, and block his arms against his chest.

"Bang..."

He had just finished defending and his footsteps had already hit.

Shang Yang had no way to retreat from his back against the belt, just as he saw his body being hit hard and turned back. The belt was torn apart by a strong force, and the arc reached the maximum. The huge elasticity drove the body to shoot forward. He felt that the kick in front of his chest was shocked, and his internal organs were all separated from their original position.

"Dada..."

The belt made him take two steps forward and passively walked to the center of the boxing ring. Only then did he see clearly that his nose was bleeding like a sensation under the heavy blow, flowing through his mouth, chin, along his neck, and half of his chest, and red.

"The names are all praised, but they are so strong. Just now, our brothers only used seven points of force, and then they will have to use ten points of force!"

The black dragon and black tiger did not continue to attack, surrounded Shang Yang in the middle, looking for better opportunities.

"If it's too late to admit defeat now, we are not unreasonable. Just kneel on the ground and say I'm a fool, you can admit defeat!"

The sound is unabashed.

Such a sarcastic side also made the audience feel the same.

A series of sounds sounded: "Kneel down... Kneel down"

"He's a fool..."

"Don't talk nonsense, knock him down, and even want to take advantage of the reputation of the lion. Everyone has to punch him one by one. Anyone who wants to take advantage of the opportunity is a reactionary!"

Shang Yang avoided the abuse around him, and just pretended to avoid it, continued to maintain the posture he should have, staring at the two of them cautiously.

"Lion, he is your teammate at least. Stop watching the show and take action!"

Some people also speak for Wei Shangyang.

The leisurely lion turned his head and tried to find the source of the sound. Finally, it fell on a fat man and said disdainfully: "Help him? The physical energy I spent on fighting these two people far exceeds that of fool Yang. There will be a big competition tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Without him, I can play the game alone. If my physical strength cannot recover to the peak, what's the use of him with multiple teams?"

The fat man was choked and didn't know how to speak.

Everyone around agreed, "The lion's approach is fine. If you don't understand anything, don't talk!"

"The opponent has already admitted defeat. This is the best choice. It takes a normal effort to hit a lion. Who can bear this responsibility?"

"Don't say one fool Yang, even two can't make up for it..."

The fat man clenched his fists tightly in anger, his face turned red, so he had to shout in his biggest voice: "Brother... Come on!"

"Haha...Idiot!"

The lion turned his head and continued to watch the show.

Shang Yang's nose trembled and looked at the lion. In those eyes, he really couldn't see any care from his teammates, even sympathy.

He even said playfully: "You two are always moving? If you don't beat him down, I will take action against you."

"I understand!"

The black dragon smiled and rushed up again.

The twin brothers, the black tiger, followed like a shadow, rushed up from the other side in an instant, and the two were still like that, one with a fist and the other with their feet.

Shang Yang, whose body is stained with blood, creaking and creaking. Don’t expect anyone to understand when people say something lightly. Understanding is a luxury item unique to big people. A commoner in the market cannot compete for fame, background, or even fathers.

Then you have to work hard to have a stage!

Seeing the attacks between the two left and right, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The black dragon is good at fisting, the black tiger is good at feet, and the defense can only be beaten blindly. Then, before falling down, you have to pull a cushion!

Without defending, your feet can only make you feel severely painful and not let yourself unconscious.

So he completely gave up on the black tiger on the left.

He waved his fist and headed straight to the black dragon on the right, and he tried his best.

This scene never expected that it was a way to kill 800 enemies and lose 1,000 of them.

Black Dragon didn't realize that he would do this, and thought he would still defend, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Bang..."

But the two men's fist speed was too fast, and it was too late to change. Black Dragon had just made a defense, two against one, and was a reckless man in fighting against his opponent. But before effective defense was formed, Shang Yang's right fist had hit him on the side face. This was the fist that punched the sandbag at least 3,000 times a day!

This is a training arm strength every day to train arms.

This is the body that runs a half marathon with thirty kilograms a day.

He practiced hard for nearly two months and finally got the opportunity to show!

This punch clearly shows that the black dragon's jaw is deformed, and a mouthful of saliva is sprayed out of his mouth. His body fell to the side without any control in the eyes of hundreds of people. His feet do not move at all, and his head hits straight to the ground.

"Bang"

Another sound.

After the black dragon's body fell, it bounced up a few centimeters.

"Wow…"

Hundreds of people in the boxing ring made a sound of surprise in unison. No one expected that the fool Yang, who had been passively defending, would kill the Black Dragon with just one punch. He was so straightforward and straightforward, without dragging on the mud, just one punch, if it weren't for seeing with your own eyes, no one would believe it.

Suddenly, the figure under the light seemed a little taller.

"This... the plot is wrong, how is it possible?"

Zheng Hai, at the top of the boxing ring, suddenly became messy. He knew the temperament of the lion very well. If all the players in the boxing ring dared to break up with Ge Zhong, they would undoubtedly be the lion. This person is very arrogant, far more proud than the ones he showed. Before the opening, he gave the Black Dragon and Hei Tiger a considerable fee, with the purpose of stabilizing the lion and taking the opportunity to bring down Shang Yang, and he needed to put down the bedside.

At the moment, it was out of place with what he thought about: "Have he taken medicine? Did he take stimulant?"

He just turned his head and tried to get the madman to give the answer.

The madman standing next to him smiled inexplicably: "Do you think he trains more every day than ordinary people to play? His innate conditions are good. As long as he practices physical fitness, he can enter the top sequence. What is currently poor are skills, experience, and psychological quality. If he is given a year, he will definitely have a place in the perverted place in Huidong City..."

"Impossible...Impossible...I gave them five thousand dollars!"

Zheng Hai became more and more broken the more he thought about it.

"See, that's my brother, my brother!"

The fat man who was yelling just now saw Shang Yang punching the black dragon, excitedly grabbed the arm of the person beside him, and roared with saliva, "That's my brother, who dares to say that he is not worthy of forming a team with the lion? Do you see any strength? One punch, one punch, that's the seven-injury punch!"

He let go of the audience next to him and began to yell at the boxing ring in front: "Silly Yang, I love you, I want to give you a garland... ten!"

"Bang..."

On the boxing ring, while Shang Yang punched the black dragon, the black tiger also kicked Shang Yang's foot and kicked Shang Yang's ribs. He was ready to fall to the ground on his own initiative, rolled a punch to the side, removed most of the strength, and stood up again.

All of this is just a continuation of the action just now.

After one kick, the picture seemed to be still.

Shang Yang's eyes were as sharp as a torch, staring at the black tiger, the blue veins on his forehead were already bulging, and he shook his shoulders, relaxing his tense muscles just now.

The black tiger was already stunned.

He knocked on his brother who was lying on the ground and looked at Shang Yang in front of him.

"This is not right at all! The news I got was that fool Yang was very resistant to beating and had average offensive ability, but he knocked down the black tiger with one punch and was average offensive ability? Although he was careless and was hit by the vital point, he did not have enough strength to kore people?"

He was a little panicked and did not dare to act rashly, and subconsciously glanced at the lion.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but after seeing it, I found that the lion was staring at Shang Yang for no reason.

The opposite side is not just a fool, but also an angry fool!

He mustered up the courage and said, "Okay, very good. I admit that you were beyond my expectations, but this is just the beginning. Next, you must be careful!"

Shang Yang kept moving forward.

"Neither of you knocked me down, why are you bragging alone?"

Heihu was choked and speechless for a moment. He looked at Shang Yang cautiously and began to slowly avoid the stage. Finally, he came to Heilong's side. He raised his legs invisibly and kicked him. After a few strokes, he found that there was no sign of waking up, and his heart was cold.

Gripping teeth: "Dry"

He rushed over to Shang Yang. Since he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't be too embarrassed. He still had courage.

The moment he saw him coming, the muscles on both sides of Shang Yang's cheeks were highlighted. He was not ready to dodge and continued to fight hard. He didn't play for this, but just let everyone see it.
To be continued...