The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Yang Chen nodded, "You seem to be very confident in yourself, but I advise you not to fight with me, lest you lose more face."

"If you want me to lose face, you beat me first!"

As Zheng Lei said, he tore off his coat a few times, revealing his muscular body, and opened his posture in front of Yang Chen.

Huang Jiaqi said nonchalantly, "Zheng Lei, are you here to attend the reception, or are you looking for a fight? Can you look a little civilized? Look at so many people, who is as quick and easy as you?" Do you want to compete with others?"

"Huang Jiaqi, shut up! It's not your turn to take care of Zheng Lei's affairs!"

Yang Chen said lightly: "Jia Qi, since he wants to fight me so much, you don't need to waste your time talking, just let him do it."

Huang Jiaqi shook her head, and regretfully said to Zheng Lei: "You said you really wanted to come here to find abuse, but I really don't know what you're trying to do."

Yang Chen glanced at Zheng Lei, "You can fight with me if you want, but you should know that it is illegal to fight privately. If we want to fight, we have to go to the ring."

Zheng Lei responded happily: "Okay! Up to you!"

Yang Chen found Zhang Yan's figure in the crowd, and waved to him, "Captain Zhang, I have to trouble you to take us to the ring."

Captain Zhang said with a smile: "No problem, I have heard that Mr. Yang is very skilled, today is just a chance to see him!"

After finishing speaking, Captain Zhang raised his hand to everyone and said, "Everyone, if you want to see the competition between Mr. Yang and Young Master Zheng, please follow me to the gym!"

Soon, the onlookers followed Captain Zhang, and a group of people walked towards the gym in a mighty manner.

"Zheng Lei, I don't think it's interesting to fight like this. Why don't you hang on to it?"

"Okay, what kind of prize are you talking about?"

"It's very simple. If I lose, I can agree to any request you want. If you lose, you just need to tell me the person who instigated you to fight me."

Zheng Lei hesitated for a moment, "Okay! That's it! If I win, I want you to kneel down and kowtow to me!"

"No problem, I promise."

Zheng Lei glanced at Yang Chen, and took the lead to walk towards the gym.

Huang Jiaqi approached Yang Chen and said in a low voice: "Uncle Chen, you really can't fight this reckless man. Although he's not very smart, his skills are solid. There are already several domestic martial arts masters who have fallen into his hands." up."

Yang Chen smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not those Chuanwu masters."

In the gymnasium, the security guards who had just cleaned up the seats had to rearrange the auditorium again, and more people came in this time than last time, even many wealthy ladies appeared in the gymnasium.

These gorgeous ladies all cast their fiery eyes on the strong Zheng Lei, pointing and discussing in a low voice.

"Lei Shao's muscles are so greedy, I really want to go up and touch them!"

"Aren't you shy? I think you want to eat Young Master Lei, right?

"Why, you don't want to eat such a manly man?"

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After Zheng Lei waved to the audience in the audience, he took a few steps to run up, jumped onto the ring with a front flip, and stood firmly on it, which immediately attracted cheers from the female audience.

On the other hand, Yang Chen slowly walked up the steps step by step, onto the ring, and stood opposite Zheng Lei.

"You two, please put on your gloves and protective gear."

Zheng Lei glanced at Captain Zhang impatiently, "Will it hurt me? Do you think he can hurt me?"

Captain Zhang smiled, "It's better for Young Master Zheng to wear protective gear. Mr. Yang's fist strength is not just for fun."

"Go to the side of death!"

Zheng Lei scolded Captain Zhang in dissatisfaction, and said to Yang Chen: "It's a man, come with me for a competition without gloves and protective gear!"

"Okay, I'll try my best not to hurt you."

Zheng Lei laughed wildly twice, "Joke, just your small body with thin arms and legs, can you hurt me?"

Yang Chen ignored him, and slowly stretched out his right hand, making a Tai Chi gesture.

Zheng Lei was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat me, so you just use this posture to laugh at me to death? Tai Chi...haha!"

"There are no useless boxing techniques, only useless boxers. Today I will let you see what real Tai Chi is."

"Haha, you asked for it yourself. When you are knocked out by me, don't talk about those 'skills are useless' and 'useless internal strength' nonsense!"

Zhang Yan walked between the two of them, and just as he was about to announce the rules of the game, he heard Zheng Lei wave his hand impatiently and said: "Master has played hundreds of games, and the rules are more familiar than you. If you have time, why don't you hurry up?" Contact some doctors and prepare to rescue him!"

Zhang Yan smiled, and said to Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, there are indeed doctors in our Peng family compound, do you think I need to call them?"

Yang Chen shook his head, "No need, I won't hurt him."

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

Zhang Yan glanced at Zheng Lei again, shook his head with a smile, and walked off the ring without even announcing the start of the match.

Zheng Lei was so angry by Yang Chen, but he still hugged him, "I'm Zheng Lei, please enlighten me!"

Yang Chen didn't speak, but just hooked his fingers.

Zheng Lei strode close to Yang Chen, and punched Yang Chen on the head.

Yang Chen leaned back slightly, avoiding this swift and powerful onslaught, then reached out and tapped his elbow lightly.

Zheng Lei's confident punch was dodged by Yang Chen. Just as he was about to punch again, he suddenly felt a strong push on his elbow, which was so strong that it directly deflected his body.

After he staggered and stabilized his body, Zheng Lei swung his fists repeatedly, hitting Yang Chen's face directly.

Yang Chen lightly raised his hand to block, making every heavy punch Zheng Lei hit on his palm.

There was a loud crackling sound, Zheng Lei's punches became faster and faster, and Yang Chen's blocking became more and more dazzling, and slowly, phantoms appeared.

The people watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes at this moment. This kind of scene can only be seen in action movies!

Zheng Lei kept bullying forward and attacking fiercely, while Yang Chen kept retreating. He seemed to be busy parrying Zheng Lei's attack.

Su Mengqi said to Zuo Ran worriedly: "Ran Ran, is your elder brother going to lose? Why is he being chased and beaten by that Zheng Lei?"

Zuo Ran smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Look at the steps under his feet, do you think a person who is about to be defeated will draw a picture of Tai Chi on the ring?"

Su Mengqi took a closer look, and suddenly realized that Yang Chen had been retreating on the surface, but if he looked closely, if his retreating route was connected, it happened to be a Tai Chi diagram. Circle the arena!

One lap, two laps... five laps!
Yang Chen circled the arena five times, and drew five Taiji diagrams!

The audience in the audience seemed to see the way, and the cheers of Zheng Lei's female fans gradually quieted down, because everyone found a problem, Zheng Lei's stormy attack did not even touch Yang Chen's clothes !

Zheng Lei's offensive began to weaken unknowingly, the speed of punching had slowed down, and his face was covered with sweat.But Yang Chen didn't change his expression, didn't show any anger, and looked extremely relaxed.

After Yang Chen once again resolved Zheng Lei's offensive, he took a big step backward, opened the distance between the two, and said indifferently: "Are you tired from fighting? You can admit defeat if you are tired."

Zheng Lei pointed at Yang Chen out of breath: "You, you are shameless! Don't run if you have the ability, fight me!"

"Sparring? Well, as you wish!"

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he slammed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zheng Lei, and slapped Zheng Lei's chest with his palm.

Zheng Lei yelled violently, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Chen's wrist.

"Hey, die!"

Zheng Lei was so unforgiving, he grabbed Yang Chen's wrist and lifted it up, bent his knees and bumped towards Yang Chen's open ribs.