Tang Hao and Ye Ren were extremely fast. They saw two flying figures passing by in the office, and they quickly rushed to the same place.
"Look at the punch!"
After the encounter, Ye Ren hardly hesitated at all. He raised his hand and struck with a huge tiger fist, heading straight for Tang Hao's face.
"Well done!"
Tang Hao also shouted loudly, with a calm expression on his face and his posture calmly.
He aimed one hand at Ye Ren's striking arm and moved it outwards. Ye Ren's originally menacing killing move was easily defused by Tang Hao. That heavy punch only hit the air.
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When they meet each other, Ye Ren secretly suffers a loss!
Ye Ren suddenly felt very angry. His set of fierce and fierce boxing skills can be said to have made him famous in the Tao, which is also the foundation for his livelihood. However, this unheralded young boy in front of him actually easily defeated him.
How could he endure the first move?
"Try a few more punches from me!"
The veins on Ye Ren's head were exposed. Without even thinking, he punched Tang Hao a few more times!
Ye Ren's boxing technique emphasizes wide opening and closing, fierceness and rapidity. He goes straight without any tricks. Each punch is directed towards the vital points of Tang Hao's body.
The huge fist, accompanied by the sound of biting wind, makes people feel terrified in their hearts!
"No big deal, just eat."
Tang Hao grinned, and with his hands flying, he dispersed these surging fists one by one.
In the end, Ye Ren's heavy punches were either thrown away due to Tang Hao's interference; or they hit Tang Hao's palm. The fist with a force of a hundred kilograms hit Tang Hao's palm, just like
It was like hitting a wave of soft cotton. No matter how strong the force was, it couldn't be moved.
Tang Hao, who was targeted, had not even been touched on any of his vitals!
The fists that Ye Ren had always used as his trump card were ineffective at this moment. His face was livid, and he seemed to be really competing with Tang Hao. He stopped talking and used another set of punches.
But Ye Ren didn't say anything, but Tang Hao spoke first.
Tang Hao's face was calm and calm, and he kept changing postures with his hands. He received the waves of Ye Ren's fists, and sneered with emotion: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, at this level, you still fight with me, go back
Let’s practice for a few decades first, right?”
"You are looking for death!"
The furious Ye Ren showed a ferocious look on his face, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the speed in his hands increased a bit.
"No, it's too slow. This fist is too slow!"
"Can you hurry up, can you hurry up, hurry up, hurry up? This is your true strength?!"
Tang Hao shook his head and smiled. He kept attacking Ye Ren's psychology with words, as if he felt disdain for it.
Ye Ren was greatly humiliated. With his face flushed, his fists moved faster and faster. He wanted to speed up and put more power into his fists, but it seemed that he had reached the limit.
But these seemingly extremely powerful and extremely fast fists had no effect on the line of defense formed by Tang Hao's hands, and all the punches came back in vain.
Until now, Ye Ren could hardly remember how many fists he had thrown, but with so many strikes, he had not even touched his opponent's body except for Tang Hao's palm.
This was a heavy blow to the arrogant Ye Ren.
Finally, under the continuous heavy load of punches, Ye Ren's body could no longer hold on. Sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his fists, which were originally powerful and heavy, slowly began to become weak.
"No energy left? Is this going to work?"
Tang Hao looked at Ye Ren with a strange expression. Suddenly, his eyes showed a sharp look and he shouted: "Since I have no strength left, it's my turn!"
Ye Ren's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly tried to retract the fist he had just thrown, preparing to resist Tang Hao's attack.
But once Tang Hao started to exert his strength, how could he be given a chance to resist?
Unlike Ye Ren, who was bombarding with waves of fists, Tang Hao's attacks were more about one fatal blow!
Almost in an instant, Tang Hao's big hand passed between Ye Ren's fists. Before he could react, this big hand had already grabbed Ye Ren's neck!
The neck is the most vulnerable part of a person. Ye Ren was buckled by Tang Hao like this, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. His fists, which seemed to have been filled with infinite power, were now hanging down beside him feebly.
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"I...lost. If I want to kill or cut into pieces, I...just do whatever you want!"
Because Tang Hao was holding his neck, Ye Ren almost reluctantly said this. After saying this, he stared at Tang Hao with a pair of murderous eyes, filled with unwillingness and resentment.
"oh?"
Tang Hao showed a trace of amusement in his eyes. He looked at Ye Ren, who was already like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and sneered: "Do you really think you are a man, so I won't dare to kill you?"
Ye Ren was still staring at Tang Hao with his eyes like a cheetah staring at its prey. As long as there was a chance, he could not wait to bite him.
"Damn it, brat, if you have anything to do with me, don't touch my young master!"
Zhou Neng, lying on his desk, shouted angrily.
If it weren't for the fact that the steel knife was inserted at such a weird angle that Zhou Neng couldn't pull out, he would have already rushed forward to fight Tang Hao.
"Haha, you told me not to move yet? The most important thing about me is to take revenge when I have a grudge, and to complain when I have a grudge!"
Tang Hao sneered, and a strong killing intent suddenly burst out from his eyes. He slowly raised his other arm and turned his palm into a fist. The huge fist was raised in the air, as if he was about to smash it in the next second.
It's on Ye Ren's head.
With Tang Hao's amazing strength, with such a punch, Ye Ren's head would be smashed into a pile of paste without even thinking!
The air in the office seemed to be frozen. Everyone did not dare to vent loudly and looked at Tang Hao with dumbfounded eyes. Even Ye Ren, who was originally extremely tough, had a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Go to hell!"
Tang Hao shouted loudly, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and his long-charged fist struck straight at Ye Ren!
Ye Ren looked at the fist getting closer and closer to him, his face was very pale, and facing this unchangeable fact, he chose to close his eyes.
"Bang!"
A loud noise startled the office. Zhou Neng and Guo Qilin subconsciously turned their heads away. They even dared not look over there. (To be continued)