My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 36: The combat power of eating protein powder is + [-] million

"Brother Ahu, let's go!"

After Da Zhuang touched him, Yang Hu followed the crowd into the club.

Behind the scenes, many onlookers also poured in, and the club was bustling for a while.

After entering, you can see the arena.

Standing on it was a man with toned muscles on his upper body and gloves on his hands. It was Zhang Wei.

His dagger-like gaze fell on the banner. Zhang Wei twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Jiang Yang, stop being so arrogant and get on the stage if you can."

"Haha!" Jiang Yang laughed loudly, "The gongs and drums team should be more powerful!"

"Dong Dong Qiang!" The gongs and drums team sounded hard.

With the sound of gongs and drums, Jiang Yang entered the ring, and he was not the only one. Gao Meng, Li Lei, Bai Xiaoni, Yang Hu, and Da Zhuang also followed.

Ignoring Zhang Wei's angry look, several people held banners and walked around the ring, showing the surroundings: "Brother Wei, I'm here, have you hidden the protein powder?" in big words.

"Slogan!" Jiang Yang directed with both hands like a conductor.

On the ring, everyone in the audience shouted in unison: "Hand over the protein powder!"

“Hand over the protein powder!”

Some netizens focused on Zhang Wei's head. Is there any smoke?
Zhang Wei had clenched his fists.

The surrounding club coaches and members were all gnashing their teeth and would rush to the ring if they disagreed.

There is a saying, "Don't slap someone in the face, don't criticize someone." If a fitness coach builds beautiful muscles, protein powder is an indispensable element.

But this has also brought controversy. It has been ridiculed that the muscles produced by eating protein powder are "dead muscles".

It was enough to say it once or twice, but Jiang Yang was taunting them with protein powder from beginning to end.

Banners and slogans, do you think that’s it?
Li Lei opened his backpack and took out a bucket of protein powder and gave it to Jiang Yang.

This is?

There was also a referee on the ring, who immediately stopped Jiang Yang when he saw this. The referee was afraid that he would make such a dangerous move, so he also stopped Zhang Wei.

As soon as Zhang Wei saw the protein powder barrel, he ignited the fire. He had already moved his fists if the referee had not stopped him.

Jiang Yang opened the lid of the bucket without making any dangerous moves, grabbed a handful of protein powder and took a bite.

Then, Jiang Yang slapped his chest hard like a gorilla and bared his teeth and claws at Zhang Wei, "Brother Wei, I am full of power now. It is so powerful that I am afraid of myself. I can really beat you to death!"

"puff!"

"Ha ha!"

Many netizens in the live broadcast couldn't help laughing.

"One mouthful of protein powder has a combat power of +1 million."

"A funny guy!"

"You are crazy about dying."

"He is so arrogant!"

"Jumping sideways repeatedly on the edge of death."

"Hold your face! (laughing)"

"I can't even watch it."

Eating protein powder in front of Zhang Wei was so arrogant that even netizens couldn't stand it.

Zhang Wei's face turned the color of pig liver.

Look childish.

Receive!
The protein powder is collected and the others go down.

The sound of gongs and drums also stopped.

The fuss was finally over.

"Brother Wei, I see that you don't look good. How about you take a sip of protein powder?" Jiang Yang pretended to be concerned.

Zhang Wei took a deep breath and looked at the referee, "Can we start?" He was so angry that he didn't want to say a word, he just wanted to start the fight.

Only by giving Jiang Yang a good beating can he get rid of the bad breath in his heart.

The referee read out the rules of the ring, the same as last time.

It was quiet all around.

Many people from the shopping mall came in with curious eyes.

Arena fighting is common on TV, but rare in reality.

"Brother Wei, beat him to death!" A Tao couldn't help shouting.

"Hit him!"

"KO!" "KO!"

A group of fitness coaches shouted angrily, and they were holding back a lot of energy.

The referee stood between the two and raised his hand.

"Start!" When he lowered his hand, the referee stepped aside first.

Zhang Wei and Jiang Yang were already fighting each other.Each of them used their bastard punches.

That's right, it was Wang Baquan, the two of them had no rules, Zhang Wei said it was punching, it was better to say he was punching with his fist.

Jiang Yang was not much better.

Bastard Boxing vs. Bastard Boxing.

"It's not just to watch the gangster get beaten, I really can't stand it." A netizen named 'coco0130' posted a barrage, expressing the feelings of many netizens.

Netizens were so excited to watch the two's bastard boxing.

Fight with the village kids to the same level.

Not because he wanted to watch Jiang Yang get beaten, who would watch such a low-level fight.

In the audience, Yang Hu frowned.

Zhang Wei is a fitness coach who has no rules and regulations. Why is Master Jiang like this?

Master Jiang is so powerful that he can end a fight with just one punch.

I just want to play.

Yang Hu also knew that Jiang Yang was acting.

What he wondered was, what was the point?

Yang Hu glanced at Wang Qiang, who was live broadcasting.

Doing fake punches just to become an internet celebrity?
Yang Hu doesn’t understand the appeal of internet celebrities.

After two days of observation, Yang Hu was a little confused.

I can’t figure out who Jiang Yang is.

Is it as netizens said?
A netizen's message popped up in Yang Hu's mind: "I have been observing you for a long time. Please call our hospital quickly."

In the blink of an eye, three rounds were over.

The atmosphere at the scene was very high, and the crowd cheered all around.

Zhang Wei was panting and physically exhausted.

On the other hand, Jiang Yang is the same.

"Oscar owes Master a trophy." Bai Xiaoni smiled.

Yang Hu glanced at Bai Xiaoni, speechless, and the eldest lady also went crazy.

Fourth round.

At this point in the performance, Jiang Yang punched, and Zhang Wei suddenly covered his heart.

First he knelt down, then fell to the ring.

"Hit him, hit him...eh?"

The familiar scene reappeared. The club's coaches and members were shouting, but suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Netizens were also dumbfounded.

"Fuck!"

"I still want to see the gangster being beaten!"

"Why did you lose again?"

"sigh……"

Netizens slapped the table angrily, that one was depressed.

"Wei Ge's level is still a bit low." Chen Peng sighed and shook his head. After watching the whole fight, it was hard to describe it in a word.

"Weige is a complete novice and has no skills at all." Liu Jun commented, "After three rounds, his physical strength will not be enough."

"Damn it, it's annoying!"

So angry, Jiang Yang won again.

Chen Peng stopped looking, and the next thing he saw was Jiang Yang's arrogant and arrogant face.

Sure enough, Jiang Yang's laughing voice came from Liu Jun's mobile phone, "Hahaha, I won. You black fans wanted to see me get beaten, but I let you down again, haha!"

"Where are the gongs and drums? Beat them!"

"Dong Dong Qiang!"

The gongs and drums were beating loudly, and two veteran actors, Li Lei, stepped onto the stage and pulled up a new banner: "Black fans, trolls, are you angry?"

"Grass!"

Liu Jun complained.

Chen Peng had already stood up to drink water. "Damn it, you're so arrogant. Chen Peng, come and see me!" Liu Jun shouted.

"Don't look." Chen Peng felt depressed.

"Look, is he really going to put the protein powder bucket on Zhang Wei's head?"

"Really?" Chen Peng sat back immediately after hearing this. He wanted to take a look.

(End of this chapter)