The five centimeter thick steel plate was like dough in Wu Yong's hands.
He punched it down.
A deep punch mark was left on the steel plate.
You can even clearly see the shape of Wu Yong's fist from the back.
hiss.
The whole audience gasped.
What a powerful force this is!
It must have had an impact as strong as a truck!
Ordinary people react like this.
Not to mention Tony, who has practiced boxing and has a deeper sense of power.
I saw Tony's big eyes widening.
You can even see his dark blue pupils.
He yelled first: "Oh, no!"
Then he held his head tightly with both hands.
"An illusion, it must be an illusion!"
Shake his head and rub his eyes again.
Tony used many methods.
Trying to verify, what he saw was just an illusion.
But the facts are there.
It will not be transferred due to his movements.
Wu Yong handed the steel plate over and said, "If you still don't believe it, you can test this steel plate yourself to see if there is anything fishy about it."
Tony took it, touched it first, and then tried to punch it with a little force.
Boom.
After a crisp sound all over.
The steel plate showed no response.
He grimaced in pain.
There is no doubt that the steel plate is absolutely real.
This time he was even more surprised.
"Oh my God... what kind of monster is he!" Tony tortured loudly in his heart.
Lived for so long.
This was the first time that he could hit a steel plate like this with his fists. With the hardness of the steel plate, even the most powerful boxing champion in the world would not be able to do it.
What's more, Wu Yong's fist didn't look injured at all.
This hardness...
If the steel plate were replaced with his body.
hiss.
Tony took a deep breath and imagined in his mind the tragic scene of himself being punched through the chest by Wu Yong.
It's terrible.
No match for him!
A deep fear arose in his heart.
It can also be seen from his expression that he is extremely unnatural.
Wu Yong raised his hand in time and said: "It seems that you have verified that there is nothing fishy about the steel plate. Then please change to another steel plate and give it a try too."
Tony almost jumped in fright.
Also give me a haircut.
If he punches him, not only will he be unable to defeat Wu Yong, but he will also be in danger of breaking his bones.
He still has this bit of self-awareness.
Just listen to him say repeatedly: "no, no, no."
The head shook like a rattle.
My legs unconsciously took a few steps back.
After distancing himself from Wu Yong, Tony gave a thumbs up: "You are the real strong man! Lin belongs to you! Bless you!"
After saying that, Tony turned around.
Escape.
He just claimed that he bench-pressed 180 kilograms, and his high-spirited attitude of having boxed professionally was still etched in everyone's minds.
In contrast to how funny he was at this moment, the whole audience burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, this scared me away."
"Foreigners can't do it either."
"Brothers are awesome and bring glory to the country!"
Many of the onlookers made jokes, and many stared at the steel plate for a closer look. Some even went to Wu Yong enthusiastically and insisted on becoming Wu Yong's disciple, saying that they wanted to learn martial arts from Wu Yong.
Wu Yong dealt with it for a long time.
I was so troubled by them.
Finally, I had to think of a bad move.
He pointed to the undamaged steel plate and said: "I accept disciples, and it all depends on their talent. If any of you really want to learn from me, just go hit that steel plate. As long as whoever can leave a crack on it
Qian Yin, I will accept him as my disciple."
Everyone fell silent.
We all have brains, and no one is stupid enough to use flesh and blood to confront the enemy head-on with a steel plate.
After all, they are not Wu Yong.
So everyone quickly left in a sensible manner.
The steel plate with the fist mark was taken away by the boss for collection. The boss said that he would put it at the entrance of the store as a sign in the future.
Wait for everyone to disperse.
Wu Yong was able to sit down with Lin Anxiang.
The waiter brought the coffee.
Wu Yong took a sip and found that Lin Anxiang didn't move and looked directly at him.
"Why are you looking at me? You shouldn't be surprised, right? You weren't there when Sun Ke happened."
Lin Anxiang smiled and said: "I'm not surprised, I just think you are so attractive. You are the only man who pretends to be cool in front of me, but I can't resist it."
Are you showing off?
Obviously not!
He just showed a little bit of strength, and he was already very restrained.
If he really wants to show off.
I have just used the extremely cool and unparalleled pretentious effect, the Nine Heavens Controlling Thunder Technique or the Breaking Sword.
That's called real pretense.
Wu Yong touched his nose and said, "You know, I haven't actually used my true strength yet."
Lin Anxiang chuckled: "Yes, so I think you still have great potential and can be even more awesome. Maybe in the future, you will be nicknamed the King of Pretenders in the capital."
At this moment, neither of them thought that Lin Anxiang's joke would come true soon.
After Wu Yong turned the capital upside down.
Earned the title of the king of pretense.
Of course... this is all a story for later.
After making a few jokes with Wu Yong.
Lin Anxiang changed the topic and returned to the topic: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what are you going to do when you come to the capital? Whose old man is sick again?"
Wu Yong shook his finger and said: "No, I'm looking for a friend."
Lin Anxiang's eyes were ambiguous and she asked with a smile: "Are you a female friend?"
Wu Yong didn't hide it from her and nodded truthfully.
Lin Anxiang squinted her eyes: "Then let me guess again. You must have not told her and planned to give her a surprise."
She really guessed it.
Wu Yong did not tell Ning Rou.
"How did you know?" Wu Yong asked her curiously.
"It's very simple. I met you at the airport. We got off the plane together and no one picked you up. You even drank coffee with me. From all these signs, it is not difficult to judge that you are not in a hurry, and there is a good chance that you are not in a hurry.
Bajiu didn't tell her." Lin Anxiang said lightly.
"The analysis is very accurate. The great writer is really good. Since you know that I am going to surprise you, let's drink here first. Thank you for the coffee." Wu Yong gave a thumbs up, stood up and said.
"I have to leave now, I'm too impatient."
Lin Anxiang curled her lips, showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and said resentfully: "It seems that your female friend must be prettier than me."
Well.
Reasonably told Wu Yong, don't talk easily when it comes to topics involving a woman's appearance.
Because everything you say is often wrong.
If you tell her she is beautiful, she will say you are lying to her.
If you say that she is not as beautiful as others, then it's over and you will definitely be beaten.
So Wu Yong wisely chose to avoid the topic. He said with a smile: "It's already late now. If we delay for a while, she should rest. Writer Lin, please be considerate. It's not easy for me to come all the way here."
Lin Anxiang rolled her eyes at Wu Yong: "Okay, I won't delay your date. But as a gentleman, would you consider sending me back first and then looking for other women?" (To be continued)