Hearing Meng Yang's arrogant words, Mr. Wang couldn't help but shake his head.

Liao Zhenkui is so powerful that it is ridiculous that you actually want to deal with him with one punch.

He originally thought Meng Yang had some skills, but he didn't expect that he was a tyrant king.

"Forget it, Dr. Meng, come back, we are not his opponents. Wouldn't you go up and die?"

Mr. Wang frowned and said.

"Are you amazing?"

Meng Yang smiled and said, "You are not his opponent, it doesn't mean I am not!"

Mr. Wang had only one star of cultivation, and it was expected that he could not beat Liao Zhenkui, but Meng Yang was different. Liao Zhenkui was similar to an ant in his eyes.

But Mr. Wang regarded Meng Yang's confidence as a humiliation to himself, and could not even say anything angry.

"Old man, don't worry, will I lose?

You'll know later!"

Meng Yang said with a smile.

"I remember, Chen Hui said just now that if he loses, he will give Wang Mengyue a dowry of 10 million yuan?"

"If you can win, I won't give you all the 10 million dowry!"

Mr. Wang didn't believe that Meng Yang could win at all. Now he just hoped that Wang Mengyue wouldn't marry Chen Hui.

"I don't need it. You can take the money. At that time, the expansion of the martial arts hall will also require money."

Meng Yang said.

Seeing Meng Yang saying so confidently, Mr. Wang thought to himself, is Meng Yang really sure that he can win Liao Zhenkui?

"Don't take it lightly. Liao Zhenkui is very strong. I guess he is at least two-star!"

The old man reminded him.

Meng Yang turned around, looked at Liao Zhenkui, and slowly walked to him and said, "I said, I'll hit you with one punch!"

"Grandpa, do you think Meng Yang can really beat Liao Zhenkui?"

Looking at Meng Yang's back, Wang Mengyue asked with a frown.

Although Meng Yang couldn't even beat a sandbag, the scene of Meng Yang jumping fifty people alone was still vivid in her mind, and she still had some hope in her heart.

Besides, she really doesn't want to marry Chen Hui. When she thinks of Chen Hui's character, Wang Mengyue's teeth became cold.

However, Mr. Wang couldn't help but sigh. Although Meng Yang's medical skills are good, can medical skills and martial arts be the same?

You don’t even know martial arts, what’s the difference between rushing up and dying?

However, Meng Yang is so arrogant, he must have to pay the price of arrogance! "Mengyue, this person must be disabled today, don't count on him!"

Mr. Wang said listlessly. He felt very uncomfortable when he thought that Wang Mengyue might marry Chen Hui, but if he did not abide by the bet, the martial arts hall would definitely not be able to save it.

"Grandpa, otherwise I will marry Chen Hui. The martial arts hall is your lifelong hard work. You can't close the martial arts hall just because of me!"

Wang Mengyue accepted her fate because she didn't have much hope in Mengyang.

Mr. Wang sighed. If things really came to that point, he would rather close the martial arts hall than watch his granddaughter fall into the devil's claws.

"Doctor Meng, if you win the game, I can agree to you no matter what request you make in the future!"

Mr. Wang looked at Meng Yang. Although he knew that his hope was almost zero, he still wanted to take a gamble.

Meng Yang smiled and turned his head to look at Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, you really should believe me. My martial arts are as good as my medical skills!"

Meng Yang turned his head and looked at Liao Zhenkui and said, "I said I would hit you with one punch, do you have no objection?"

Liao Zhenkui couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that Meng Yang was like an idiot, punching him with one punch?

Who do you think you are?

"OK!"

Liao Zhenkui said jokingly: "You beat me up this time, will you have to wait half an hour before I will explode?"

"No!"

Meng Yang shook his head and said, "You can explode, but it takes less than half an hour, only three minutes!"

Liao Zhenkui couldn't help laughing: "You are so arrogant, will your mother not care about you?"

Since your mother doesn’t care, I’ll take care of her. You’ll be ready to live in bed for the rest of your life!”

After Liao Zhenkui finished speaking, he stepped on the ground with his right foot. His figure immediately jumped up and turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Meng Yang.

His speed was already very fast in the eyes of normal people, but in Meng Yang's eyes, he was like an ant.

Meng Yang even felt that Dao Ba’s subordinates were much stronger than Liao Zhenkui.

Liao Zhenkui came towards him, but Meng Yang was as stable as Mount Tai, as if he was still alive, standing there motionless.

Mr. Wang was stunned when he saw this scene.

Wang Mengyue came back to her senses from her shock and immediately shouted: "Do you want to die?

Run away quickly!”

Meng Yang stood there as if he was frightened. Wang Mengyue and Mr. Wang were so anxious that they were about to jump out.

However, Meng Yang showed a sneer on his lips, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand and hit Liao Zhenkui.

"Bang!"

Without any suspense, the two fists collided. Strangely, when the fists met, no one moved.

As if everything was still, Meng Yang stood there intact, and Liao Zhenkui was also standing there intact.

After a long time, Liao Zhenkui suddenly laughed: "You idiot, didn't you say that I would explode in three minutes?

Three minutes have arrived, why am I still standing here?"

Liao Zhenkui looked at Meng Yang like an idiot, with deep disdain in his eyes.

Meng Yang ignored him, he withdrew his fist, then patted Liao Zhenkui on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, you can take a look there first!"

Meng Yang reached out and pointed to the sandbag not far away. He punched the sandbag before, and he said that the sandbag would explode in half an hour.

It's been exactly half an hour now.

Liao Zhenkui looked disdainful and thought to himself that this idiot, let me see some sandbags. Could it be that I really thought the sandbags would explode in half an hour?

Ridiculous! But suddenly... "Boom!"

The sandbag that Meng Yang pointed at directly exploded, and the sand and soil were flying everywhere, and the entire martial arts hall was covered with a thin layer of sand and dust.

Meng Yang showed his watch and shook it in front of Liao Zhengkui.

"It's just half an hour, not a minute or less!"

Liao Zhenkun's face suddenly changed, but he didn't expect that the sandbag would really explode after half an hour.

He suddenly remembered what Meng Yang said just now. His arm would explode in three minutes... This... Liao Zhenkui's face suddenly changed, and he quickly took out his cell phone to look at the time. The time he and Meng Yang had just fisted was 10:28.

It's 10:30,50 seconds now... "You have 10 seconds left..." Meng Yang smiled.

Liao Zhenkui looked at his arm, looking like he was seeing a ghost.

"No, absolutely impossible, you are fooling me..." Liao Zhenkui's eyes were wide open, but he had not finished speaking... "Boom..." His right arm exploded directly...
Chapter completed!