timate ecstasy, a state of almost unbearable pleasure, he supported himself on the bed with both hands, focusing all his strength on his waist and abdomen, thrusting in at a high frequency.Oh... Littl...Ye Qingcheng turned back to look, and it was Daozi.

Wu Dayong was also enraged, his face turning ashen. He was seething with anger, spitting out a few words through gritted teeth: “Don’t regret this!”

I've seen arrogant people, but never this arrogant. Standing there waiting to be beaten Does he think he's made of iron and steel

"Tie Xiong chuckled with a sinister grin, nonchalantly saying: “Our captain is afraid I'll kill you, so I'll stand here and let you hit me. You can punch me three times, and I’ll punch you once. How does that sound You won't be at a loss, right”

Wu Dayong laughed angrily, "Good! First punch, watch out!"

Wu Dayong's punches were like the wind, he practiced Shaolin伏虎拳 (Tiger Crouching Fist), which emphasized wide openings and closings. It was the best practice method for those with innate strength.

Wu Dayong was tall and strong, naturally gifted with great power. He was perfect for practicing this kind of boxing, but his only flaw was that he wasn't very fast. The reason he was easily defeated by Ye Qingcheng today was because Ye Qingcheng didn't engage him head-on. After dodging one of his punches, she took advantage of his inability to turn around in time and punched him back, causing him to suffer a crushing defeat.

Now this Iron Bear is down for the count, actually standing still here like a live target, perfectly making up for his lack of speed. Wu Dayong's punch was full of power, with a ferocious wind following behind it. Furthermore, he was striking out of anger, so no one doubted that when his fist landed on Iron Bear, there would be a gaping hole.

But to most people's surprise, Wu Dayong's punch, which was aimed to be a sure hit, landed squarely on Tie Xiong's chest. However, it produced a sound like hitting an iron wall. Despite being punched, Tie Xiong remained steady, not even taking a step back. A cold smile still graced his face, showing no signs of pain whatsoever. On the other hand, Wu Dayong's face was filled with astonishment, and his hands were already trembling slightly. Two bones in his knuckles had actually fractured!

Wu Dayong's heart was filled with terror. His body... why... Suddenly, he remembered the rumors in Longya. It was said that Tie Xiong, the deputy captain of the ninth detachment, practiced the Iron Cloth Shirt technique, making his body impervious to swords and guns. Even He Deputy Captain's flying knife skills couldn't penetrate his throat!

To such claims, Wu Dayong scoffed. After all, it sounded exaggerated. The throat is the most vulnerable part of the human body. Even if he had practiced Iron Cloth Shirt kung fu, how could he possibly fortify his throat

Therefore, Wu Dayong didn't take Tie Xiong seriously in his heart. He studied hard and practiced diligently, vowing to avenge the deputy squad leader.

But today's punch, it really startled him. The rumors were true after all!

"Are your knuckles okay You should go to the hospital to get them bandaged first," Tie Xiong said, his eyes gleaming with malice. He had noticed the difference in Wu Dayong's knuckle joints a while ago and wore a sinister smile.

“Cut the crap! Here comes my second punch!” Wu Dayong was furious. Even if you practiced Iron Shirt, so what My Tiger-Crouching Fist already has 70% of its power, enough to split mountains and crack rocks. I don’t believe it can’t break through your Iron Shirt!

"Bang!" With another punch, Wu Dayong doubled both his speed and strength compared to the last one. However, even with this effort, he couldn't inflict even a speck of damage on Tie Xiong.

How could this be… Wu Dayong was gasping for breath, sweat pouring down his face. He had used all his strength, but why…

"Kid, don't say I didn't give you a chance. You can still get out of here now, or else, when my fists come out... humph!" Tie Xiong put on a generous act. If Wu Dayong backed down now, the Dragon Fang members would look too pathetic. This news would definitely boost the morale of the Ninth Legion members.

Go down You want me to admit defeat Wu Dayong glared angrily at Tie Xiong, and suddenly, he saw a cold figure standing behind Tie Xiong. It was the captain!

Long Nu stared coldly at the fight in the arena. She had just gone to park her car and returned to find something was wrong. She rushed over and saw this scene.

The Ninth Column's people, they were simply too much! A nameless anger surged into her heart, her finger joints crunching with force.

Yan Wuque saw the Dragon Girl first and was delighted. He wanted to go up and talk to her, but he felt the murderous aura all over her body, so he stopped and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. Today, if the Dragon Girl was here, it seemed that he couldn't be too ruthless...

Ye Qingcheng had taken a step forward earlier, his tiger eyes fixed on the changes in the arena. He was ready to strike at any moment if anything went wrong.

The fat man didn't know when he had already put a cigarette in his mouth and started to take large puffs.

Today is his big day, these people dare to come and disrupt the celebration, how bold!

Ye Fan kept smoking incessantly. Today, Yan Wúquè had clearly incurred the ire of everyone. Why was he so brazen to come and cause trouble Since he dared to come, Ye Fan would play along with him. He wouldn't be leaving today.

I didn't expect the grudge with him to come early... A murderous intent gradually intensified in Ye Fan's eyes...

"Absolutely not! To make him admit defeat is like killing him!" Wu Dayin roared, starting to run wildly around the field. His speed increased with every stride, until all that remained was a blur of movement.

Even Tie Xiong, who was present, showed an expression of astonishment.

What happened to Wu Dayong Did he go crazy

Only when Wu Dajiong was in high speed motion did he know what he wanted to do. A sneer flashed across his heart. When he learned martial arts, his Shaolin master once told him that when his Huhuquan reached its peak, even a copper plate could smash a hole!

His current skill level can only exert about 70% of his power. If he wants to improve his punching power, it's impossible for him to do it on his own. Then he has no choice but to borrow strength!

His biggest flaw is that his speed is too slow. Right now, all he's doing is a warm-up. In an actual competition, he wouldn't have a chance to use this move. But this Iron Bear doesn't know when he's beaten, standing there and hitting himself. This is a gift from heaven, so I won't be polite!

Wu Dayong had reason to believe that after accelerating his sprint, he could achieve the ten-fold strength his master spoke of. With this final blow, he aimed to knock down Tie Xiong with a single punch!

When he reached the tenth lap, Wu Dayong shouted loudly, "Watch my fist!" Wu Dayong suddenly revealed his true form and instantly sprang in front of Tie Xiong, landing a punch straight to his chest!

This punch, with its heavy force and momentum, shattered the sky like a stone!

Even Tie Xiong didn't see clearly how Wu Dayong made his move. He only felt the fist coming towards his chest. He just had time to take a breath before being hit in the chest by that punch!

Tie Xiong stumbled back seven steps before managing to steady himself.e Dragon Girl didn't want to be bothered." Ye Fan understood. Lin Bing hadn't told her the specifics about going to South Africa, she definitely didn't want Ye Fan's help. Because the Dragon Girl knew...