193: Chapter 193 [King of Fighters Tournant] Fourth Update!
193: Chapter 193 [King of Fighters Tournant] Fourth Update!
Fourth Release!
Eight bikini-clad bombshells first took the stage, flaunting their poses and bringing the atmosphere to a climax.
anwhile, the audience seats were flooded with colorful objects stuffed from all directions, Ye Chenfeng realized they were paper money of different denominations, mostly US Dollars, Euros, and British Pounds.
He even saw various shapes and colors of underwear floating in the air like a rainbow shower.
If you’re not going crazy seeing this, it ans you’re low on testosterone!
“Bang!”
A loud explosion sounded, and the platform seed to tremble a few tis, even the spectator seats felt the impact.
It turned out that Black Ghost Johnson was activated—like a wild beast, his deep eyes seemingly shooting tangible rays of light.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
With rapid footsteps, Johnson’s body blocked in mid-air like a cannonball, carrying a montum that fiercely smashed towards Xue Peng.
Imagine this scene: the skinny Xue Peng, like a stick, got hit by the muscular and robust Johnson, and his body bent on impact.
In a flash, Johnson’s muscular arms bulged, concentrating all his strength into his fist, and with a punch that broke the sound barrier, he hamred it fiercely towards Xue Peng’s face.
Xue Peng’s mouth curled into a cold smirk, his eyes chilling, and with the wind under his feet, he hissed twice with a cross step, not only dodging the attack but also bizarrely appearing behind Johnson.
“Hiss!”
A horrifying piercing sound rang out, as Xue Peng grabbed Johnson, whose attack had missed and flew out, and pulled him back, clearly scratching the back of Black Ghost Johnson, with five bloody marks distinctly visible.
Ye Chenfeng nodded in approval, Xue Peng really had so tricks up his sleeve; his Iron Sand Palm had long since trained his palms to be as tough as steel.
But Johnson was not panicked at all, instead, a fierce battle intention shone from his eyes, his back suddenly pressing against Xue Peng.
When the distance between the two was less than five centiters, Johnson’s right elbow suddenly thundered out.
This elbow strike was massively powerful, certainly able to split several wooden boards jointed together, not to ntion breaking several bones in a human body.
Yet, Xue Peng’s body was as agile as a civet cat, his slender body curving into the shape of a crossbow.
At the mont Johnson’s fist ca, his body suddenly sank inwards.
Holding onto Johnson’s shoulder, Johnson’s fist ultimately fell just a bit short.
“Xue Peng’s flexibility is really impressive!” Hua Mantian genuinely praised.
“This guy’s not bad.
There are probably many tycoons or organizations that have already set their eyes on him.
It’s possible that one day Xue Peng might appear behind you to assassinate you!” Ye Chenfeng said to Hua Manlou.
“Ye Shao, don’t scare like that!” Hua Manlou said timidly.
“Bang, bang!”
After the second strike failed, Johnson was burning with rage, his feet stomping the ground fiercely, his body suddenly turning, and his airborne left fist thundering over, this move fierce and powerful, making the spectator’s blood boil.
This punch was strong enough to clash with a steel plate.
This move was actually a continuous action connected to the earlier elbow strike: right elbow failed, imdiately turned around, left fist swung out in a big arc and ca thundering over, the connectivity almost perfect.
Moreover, the elbow strike was actually a feint, Johnson had gathered all his power in his left fist, which was his real killer move.
These moves were summarized from actual combat, very practical, and had significant lethal force.
No need for ornate techniques, just needing to knock down the opponent!
Ye Chenfeng admired Johnson even more.
All of a sudden, a punch ca thundering towards him, and on Xue Peng’s retina, the fist’s shadow grew larger.
“Hiss!”
The audience inhaled sharply, the punch was truly formidable.
“Gah!”
But the very next mont, everyone froze in shock, eyes wide with fear as they stared at the ring.
Before their eyes unfolded this scene: Johnson, suspended mid-air, had thrown a punch, while Xue Peng still stood his ground.
His body, however, had straightened from a crossbow-like curve, and his right hand had already risen, fiercely grabbing Johnson’s sandbag-sized fist.
Everyone knew the imnse power behind Johnson’s punch, enough to penetrate a steel plate!
Yet, incredibly, Xue Peng easily caught it while standing still!
“True to his title as the unbeatable tal king of boxing, too aweso!”
“I thought Xue Peng was only good with steps and speed, but his strength is also on the boss level!”
“Looks like the North Arican boxing champion is going to lose, and just like that, Black tal has made over three hundred million!”
…
Exclamations like these continuously erupted.
Only a few in the audience had seen clearly how Xue Peng had made his move.
As his body, curved like a crossbow, snapped back, Xue Peng used the montum to effortlessly catch Johnson’s punch.
But the most authoritative voice was still Ye Chenfeng’s, as he knew that Xue Peng couldn’t have caught Johnson’s punch with just the rebounding force alone; he had used Hidden Power to completely neutralize the force of Johnson’s punch.
In another private room, Jiang Qi sat, accompanied by Think Tank and Bitter Ghost.
“Mr.
Jiang, this Xue Peng is truly formidable, rumored to be a grandmaster of Iron Sand Palm!” Think Tank said, his lips curling into a wicked smile.
Next to him, Bitter Ghost was making advances on a foreign girl, causing the blonde to let out continuous, soft moans.
Jiang Qi glanced up with a look of disgust at Bitter Ghost then said to Think Tank, “Johnson is backed by the Fireline Alliance.
I wonder what this group of black guys is up to!”
“Haha, Mr.
Jiang, I heard it’s related to Luo Yang, who wants to take over Black tal!” replied Think Tank.
“Him?
Dreaming of taking over Black tal, pure fantasy!” sniffed Jiang Qi disdainfully.
Think Tank nodded, “Of course he doesn’t have the ability, but with the backing of the Fireline Alliance, it’s a different story!”
“I always feel there’s sothing fishy about this, as if soone is setting a trap, risking Black tal on a bet, playing too big!” Jiang Qi said, his eyes glittering with intrigue.
“I also feel sothing’s off!”
…
The match continued in the arena.
The mont his fist was grasped, Johnson felt two forces collide against him, not only neutralizing his punch but also attacking like a vast ocean.
Sensing trouble, Johnson’s body burst forth with strength, spinning like a top, twisting like making ropes, using powerful force in an attempt to shake off Xue Peng.
But the situation was worse than he imagined.
Xue Peng’s hand, trained in Iron Sand Palm, held onto Johnson’s fist like a vise, not only not loosening but tightening, seemingly threatening to crush Johnson’s fist.
“Bang!”
Xue Peng launched his attack, his free left palm delivering an unmatched fierce palm strike towards Johnson, happening all without warning.
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