My Arrogant CEO Wife

"I practiced Boxing at the age of three, became the municipal boxing champion at the age of ten and the national boxing champion at the age of fifteen."

"In the process of practicing boxing, I realized a set of ancient boxing. This set of ancient boxing is powerful. When I exert my strength, the fist arms will turn into bronze."

"With this set of ancient boxing, I became the king of boxing and was called the ancient champion. After that, there were no less than 100 people who blew their fists with me, but everyone's fists were broken by me."

"And you will be next."

Qin Chen moved his right fist and walked towards Nie long.

Hearing his account of his brilliant achievements, Zhao Kun and others showed enthusiasm in their eyes.

With such a record, it's absolutely easy to beat Nie long tonight.

On the other hand, Zheng Hao seems to have some confidence. He obviously opened the distance between him and Nie long. He is afraid that Qin Chen will blow Nie long and splash his brain.

"Die!"

When Qin Chen came to Nie long, his momentum reached the extreme. His arm turned into bronze and hit Nie long with a fist.

"It's so strong. This punch can definitely explode Nie Long's head."

"The ancient champion is invincible."

"Kill him!"

……

Zhao Kun and others cheered.

Even Wu Lan's worried heart fell back into his stomach again.

This is a fist that gathers Qin Chen's energy and spirit. It will surely kill Nie long.

"You practiced boxing when you were three years old. Now you practice boxing like this. Your talent is really not very good."

Nie long smiled with pity and said wildly, "I have become a mercenary in the 18th century. Up to now, I have killed 723 people. But if I do it, none of my men are alive. Even you Chinese mountain people have been killed by me."

"With your incomplete ancient boxing skills, you want to compete with me. It's just a fool joking. Let me see what you want to fight me."

Nie Long's five fingers bent into a fist, and the same fist blasted out towards Qin Chen. His fist was so fast that it rubbed with the air and made a blasting sound.

"I can suppress you with only 50% strength."

Boom!

Nie Long's fist was bombarded with Qin Chen's fist.

Then a terrible scene appeared.

Qin Chen was defeated by Nie Long's fist. He stepped back three steps before stabilizing his body.

The big men who cheered Qin Chen in the distance suddenly changed their faces and stopped their voices.

Everyone's hearts were raised.

Ancient champion Qin Chen can't stop Nie long. They are likely to die here tonight.

"Ah ah!"

Qin Chen was repulsed, unwilling to roar, and the copper color on his right arm became thicker.

He drank violently and swung his violent fist at Nie long. It seemed that there was a surge of fire on his fist.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kun and others regained their confidence and shouted cheers to Qin Chen.

"I really overestimate my strength. In that case, I now use 60% of my strength to bombard your hand."

Nie long saw Qin Chen attack again. His face remained unchanged. He shook his finger into a fist again and bombarded Qin Chen with another fist.

Boom!

Their fists bombarded together again.

The scene was frozen, and everyone's eyes were also frozen.

Then, they found that the muscles on Qin Chen's right arm twisted irregularly, as if wet clothes were twisted.

Poop!

Then, the muscles on his right arm burst, and blood beads sprayed out and splashed into the air, as if the air had been dyed into a bloody canvas.

Qin Chen roared in pain.

Zhao Kun and others felt that their throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and their breathing was difficult. They seemed to sympathize with Qin Chen's pain.

Qin Chen failed so thoroughly.

Next, they are going to die.

"In front of me, you can't see enough. Take my third punch and 70% of my strength."

Two punches in a row, Nie Long's bloodthirsty heart was ignited, and he took the initiative to give the third punch.

50% strength to repel the ancient boxing champion.

60% strength, abolishing the right arm of the ancient boxing champion.

70% strength, can the ancient boxer stop it?

Nie Long's fist brought a roaring wind in the air and went straight to Qin Chen.

"I can't take it."

Facing Nie Long's violent fist, Qin Chen kept retreating.

Nie long stepped forward and accelerated in an instant. His fist mercilessly bombarded Qin Chen's chest. Then he stopped and stood proudly on the spot.

"You are weak in front of me."

As soon as he finished, Qin Chen suddenly softened his knees and fell to his knees.

Bang!

Then, in Qin Chen's back, a fist seal hole suddenly exploded.

"Good... So strong!"

Qin Chen said two words with difficulty. His eyes closed slowly, his head dropped silently, and his body fell to the ground like mud.

The night wind blew, and the fallen leaves hit Qin Chen and swung open again.

There was a dead silence around.

A generation of strong ancient boxing champion was killed on the spot with three fists, and it was the kind of bombing that had no power to fight back.

Zhao Kun felt his throat dry and swallowed his saliva.

Qi Jie felt that his back was soaked and his sweat was dripping.

The other big men under Wu Lan looked at Nie long with horror.

"Is Nie long so strong?" Wu Lan muttered to himself.

She thought the ancient champion could stop Nie long, but now she found that the two people were not of the same grade at all. Nie long was much better than Qin Chen.

"Ha ha ha!"

Compared with Wu Lanfang's depression, Zheng Hao laughed and shouted, "Uncle Nie, you are really invincible."

After laughing, his eyes fell on Wu Lan and said:

"Wu Lan, just now my uncle asked you to come and beg for mercy on your knees. You don't want to come. Now don't blame Ben Shao for being rude. When my uncle gets tired of you, Ben Shao will take you to my father's grave and find 18 big men to surround you, leaving you helpless in front of my father's grave."

When Zheng Hao was talking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Chen not far away. He was immediately happy.

"Lu Chen, it turns out that you are a black sheep here. That's just right. It saves Ben Shao from asking you for trouble. Get over here right away, kneel in front of Ben Shao and kowtow to Ben Shao for mercy. Otherwise Ben Shao will let these mercenaries under my uncle take care of you again. I can tell you that they are quite interested in men."

"You want me to kneel down and apologize?"

Lu Chen was still angry with Wu Lan and was not ready to make a move.

But now Zheng Hao dares to say such words to him. If he doesn't do it again, he won't be a man.

While talking, Lu Chen walked to Zheng Hao without haste or delay.

"You have a self-known name. I want you to be less happy today. I may not be able to open up and give you a way to live."

Zheng Hao thought Lu Chen was afraid and laughed loudly.

As for giving Lu Chen a living?

When he had tortured Lu Chen enough, he directly killed Lu Chen.

Alive?

He still understands the truth that cutting grass does not remove its roots, and the spring breeze blows deep.

"You dare to dominate my life and death?"

Lu Chen sneered and slapped Zheng Hao.

Pop!

Zheng Hao was thrown staggering, stepped back a few steps, and almost couldn't stand steadily.

Lu Chen didn't want to let Zheng Hao go. He approached quickly. His backhand slapped him again. Zheng Hao was thrown back a few steps.