"Not so much." Yang Chen gouged out Hou Yun severely, knowing that this guy was still dissatisfied with the design of Yang Chen before, a little revenge. But how could Yang Chen agree with this kind of thing? She shook her head directly.
"Then what do you say?" At this time, Beijing fat man felt that he had eaten other people's food, drunk other people's wine, and then bullied others with his own strength. It seems that he can't talk about it. He can only ask bitterly.
"Well, let's compete for strength." When Yang Chen finally found the time to say his plan, Hou Yun didn't do a good job, but the topic was just right: "if I win, you join our Chunyang palace, and naturally someone will serve you well. If you win, how about I ask arling to treat you once a year? "
"Yes." Beijing fat man thought simply, listened to Yang Chenyi's suggestion, nodded at once, but immediately added: "I may not be able to compete with you in strength, but I didn't rob you in the last time. It's better for you to learn from Laohou and see if you can move me. If you can move me, you will win. If you can't move me, you will lose. "
Although Beijing Tiger fat man is simple in mind, he is not stupid at all. Before he robbed the plate and was pressed down by Yang Chen, he realized that Yang Chen's strength was amazing. However, he just thought that Yang Chen must be about the same as Hou Yun, because they both have the same figure now. Since Hou Yun can't touch him, Yang Chen can't either.
This suggestion is just in the middle of Yang Chen's mind. Hou Yun is just a yellow scarf strength man who practices his body skills and turns over the middle of the river. Not long ago, because of Yang Chen's orders, Yang Chen has reached the peak of the force falling into the sea at the time of soaring. It's only a step away from the state of force. Compared with Hou Yun, it's a whole higher state, not even unable to move Beijing Tiger.
How many yellow scarves and powerful men in the fairy kingdom can compete with the golden immortal masters by brute force when they reach the realm of force collapse. Even if Yang Chen hasn't experienced many days of baptism, the strength of his body can't match that of the master of Xuanxian Jinxian, but his pure strength is not bad. There are even more.
Yangchen and Jinghu stand face-to-face in the vast space of Shuifu. Jinghu still maintains the shape of fat man and does not restore its original appearance. Perhaps in his mind, as long as Yang Chen's strength can be inherited, even if Yang Chen is no stronger than Hou Yun, he can attack at most with the strength of Hou Yun, right?
Because it was a simple contest, Yang Chen didn't intend to use the big yin-yang five elements flying sword. Even Hou Yun wanted to lend him the gold stick, but Yang Chen refused. A good opponent is rare, and a target of tianxianbapin is even more rare. Yang Chen also wants to go through a fight to a meat addict without a fist.
Bang, at the sign of the Beijing Tiger fat man, Yang Chen comes up and slams the round and rolling belly of the Beijing Tiger. This part is the most fat part of Jinghu, and the place where he is least afraid of brute force attack.
The voice is as deep as Hou Yun's when he attacked Beijing Tiger. When his fist touched the fat of Beijing Tiger, Yang Chen really felt the elasticity of Beijing Tiger. The method that can swallow almost all forces and then slowly remove them through deformation buffer can be said to be the most unique way for Jinghu to deal with brute force attack.
Jinghu thought that Yang Chen's fist would be trapped as soft as Hou Yun's big stick, and then it would be opened without injury. However, the strength of Yang Chen's fist made Jinghu jump directly.
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