Farmer Senda

Chapter 827 A Big Dark Horse
wow wow wow.

The whole venue erupted!

Wu Di, the first talented student in the Megatron Boxing Gym, lost just like that, and the loss was too straightforward.

In their imagination, a master like Wu Di can be a stable champion, and if he meets a dark horse, no matter what, he will have a thrilling fight, and if he fails, both sides will suffer!

But they didn't expect it at all, the result was beyond their imagination, Wu Di thief respected the master and lost like this, the loss was a crushing defeat!
"Yang Xiaoming is really a big dark horse!"

"Hahaha, I bet a lot of money on Yang Xiaoming, and it's finally paid out!"

"Yang Xiaoming is mighty!"

"Yang Xiaoming is the most powerful!"

"Yang Xiaoming is number one!"

"Yang Xiaoming is the champion, I knew you would take the first place!"

It has to be accepted, Yang Xiaoming's discovery is too shocking, he eliminated the opponent with one punch and stabilized the championship position!

Dark horse, the real dark horse appeared.

Yang Xiaoming defeated his opponent with his tyrannical strength, and there is no suspense to become the number one!

But they didn't expect Yang Xiaoming to announce in public that he would challenge Joe, the big boss of Megatron Boxing Gym.

This astonishing move almost shocked everyone.

When they were at the door before, they still didn't believe what Yang Xiaoming said, but now they heard it again, making them look at each other in dismay!
After all, in today's finals, Wu Di is the one who wins the first place. This is what everyone thinks.

Although Yang Xiaoming is a dark horse, he has no chance of winning against Wu Di. The second is to settle down.

Big news!
Big news tomorrow!

Whoosh whoosh.

All eyes fell on Qiao's helpless position. Everyone was guessing whether this big boss would make a move. Rumor has it that this big boss is powerful. As for whether it is true or not, people have been looking forward to it!
"I lost, my disciple actually lost!"

Qiao couldn't act as if he had been slapped on the face, and his eyes fell on Yang Xiaoming, no matter what, he would think that his disciple was defeated so simply!
With one punch, he was directly knocked out, and even the bones in his veins were broken!
"Yang Xiaoming, is this your strength!"

Unable to stand up, Joe said coldly, without roaring on the spot, which is still a bit of demeanor, but his heart was already full of anger.

The defeated general of the year, who aspired to the innate combat power, defeated all the way up, and shattered the influence of Megatron Boxing Gym, year after year, with one punch.

Every year at the Megatron Boxing Gym Conference, Joe can't be the final winner, but this time he lost, and the impact was great.

A hundred exams is not as good as one college entrance exam, if you fail, you lose!
The same is true of today's conference.

Joe couldn't lose, the impact was too great, and he couldn't accept it, and he suffered serious losses.

All of this is all because of Yang Xiaoming. If he had known this would happen, Qiao would not be able to arrange someone to deal with Yang Xiaoming.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world!
It was such a defeated general who slapped him so hard that he couldn't calm down, his face was burning with pain.

"Joe can't, you're scared, I think you're scared!"

Yang Xiaoming was calm and calm, and his eyes fell on Qiao Hefei, "Back then you played tricks and tricks to defeat me. Today I am here, and I will defeat you openly, so that you can understand what is 30 Years of Hedong and 30 Years of Hexi , Of course you can refuse, I don't care!"

"This Yang Xiaoming is really smart, Joe has no choice but to fight!" Zhang Xiaohu laughed!

People from major TV stations are here today. In fact, they are all unable to be invited by Joe. The purpose is self-evident, to promote the influence of his boxing gym.

Once, Joe can't refuse, the impact is not small!
Qiao couldn't understand how such a superior person would be willing to lose such a big face.

"Hahaha, what are you, Yang Xiaoming, you are worthy of my brother's hand!"

At this time, Zhongzheng's loud voice came from below, like a big mouthful, ejected from the position, turned onto the ring, and appeared in front of Yang Xiaoming!
The monk of Lanlin Temple!
The one who came up was a bald monk wearing a monk's uniform, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of hostility. The ring was more than one meter high, and he turned around and came up.

"I heard that Mr. Qiao was a lay disciple of Lanlin Temple!"

"It seems that there is such a thing!"

"The masters of Lanlin Temple are on the stage, now there is a good show to watch!"

For reporters, the big news is what they are most interested in. Today's events, after they are reported tomorrow, will definitely have a great response.

Yang Xiaoming frowned, "You can't help Qiao?"

The bald-headed monk said, "I am monk Huineng, Qiao is always my brother, if you trouble him, you are the trouble for me!"

Yang Xiaoming looked at Qiao Can't, and laughed, "Qiao Can't, if you don't come down, I won't contact you. Let me see how many juniors you have who can help you stand up!"

If it was normal, Yang Xiaoming would definitely not have much confidence, but his boss is a great master, with him around, he can make moves as much as he likes, there is no need to worry at all!
Lanlin Temple?But that's all!

Hui Neng laughed, "Your boxing is good, but I wonder if it can compare with my Kaishan boxing!"

As soon as the words fell, Huineng made a move. With one step, a fierce tiger came down the mountain and hammered at Yang Xiaoming with both fists. There was a faint sound of explosion, and it was another innate master!
"Strive hard, you will lose!"

Yang Xiaoming had taken strength potion, the power in his blood was terrifying, far better than ordinary innate masters.

Lanlin Temple's boxing techniques are fierce, so why not be afraid of them!
On the high platform, Qiao Fu couldn't sneer, "I almost forgot, this time several juniors from Lanlin Temple came to watch, just let them make a move and humiliate severely!"

As for the strength of the disciples of Lanlin Temple, Qiao Qiao couldn't be clear about it, so there was no need to worry about it.

No matter how powerful Yang Xiaoming is, he is only a junior. How can he fight against a master who has reached ten years innate!
"Boom."

Yang Xiaoming didn't panic, the wind was calm, and he punched him.

The fists and winds of the two intersected, and the wind was surging!

Then I saw that the monk of Lanlin Temple vomited blood with a puff, and retreated countless steps. The ring under his feet collapsed, filled with debris, and fell to the ground, crushing a large piece of cement!
The monk of Lanlin Temple was actually defeated, unable to resist the opponent's punch!
Everyone was shocked again at this moment!
This Yang Xiaoming is too strong!

(End of this chapter)