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Chapter 1015 Blow up the machine

"There's no need to be so troublesome."

Tang Ming smiled and looked at Wan Yong playfully, "Since he doesn't dare to play first, let me do it."

"Fart, who said I dare not appear on the stage."

Although he was worried, Wan Yong was furious when he heard Tang Ming's words.

"What do you mean?"

Tang Ming laughed, and asked strangely: "Then you mean you will appear first?"

"I……"

Wan Yong stepped forward.

"calm down."

Qian Bujun hurriedly stepped forward to hold Wan Yong, and reminded him in a low voice: "Although I don't know if you can surpass my score, but now you and Tang Xin are the two favorites to win the competition, and their strengths are about the same. It's right. Winning or losing this round is very important, you must not fall for his aggressive method."

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Tianba nodded again and again, and looked at Tang Ming with contempt: "Boy, if you are really capable, you should make the first move. Don't play tricks here."

"Tch, I originally planned to make the first move, I don't have time to waste time with you guys."

Tang Ming curled his lips in disdain, and looked at Qin Fang: "I'll go out first, there's no need to draw lots."

"Since that's the case, then please ask player Tang Ming to step forward and prepare."

Qin Fang nodded and signaled Tang Ming to put on gloves.

"Team Leader Tang, are you sure you can surpass the unevenness of money?"

Long Ao asked worriedly.

"If he is the target, then I will lose."

Tang Ming squinted his eyes. Although he didn't know how strong Wan Yong was, judging from the previous games, that guy's strength was definitely stronger than that of Uneven Qian.

In order to win, he must achieve a score far higher than the unevenness of the money in this round, and he must not... completely reserve it, otherwise it will be troublesome for the opponent to have a reference point to catch up.

"come on."

Lin Canghai and Wu Xiaoyu stood aside to cheer Tang Ming up.

"Fighting, it's a pity that I ate so much food in the morning."

After Tang Ming put on his gloves, he walked up to the stressed wall and his face became serious.

Seeing Tang Ming make a move, all the people watching the battle became nervous. This is related to the No. 1 contest.

The Patriarchs of the Eight Great Families no longer study the matter of betting, because Tang Ming and Wan Yong have always been neck-and-neck, so that they do not have absolute confidence in the two of them, so naturally they will not foolishly use the results of the two of them to fight against each other. bet.

"Tang Ming, you can start exerting your strength."

After getting ready, Qin Fang's voice sounded.

"Hoohoohoo."

Tang Ming took a few deep breaths, and then crazily exercised all the true energy and energy stored in his body to concentrate on his right arm. The entire arm became several times thicker out of thin air, and the muscles almost tore the clothes.

"What kind of work is this?"

Seeing the change in Tang Ming's arm, the group of people were dumbfounded.

"Drink." After finishing his exercises, Tang Ming roared angrily, and slammed his fist at the stressed wall.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Tang Ming directly smashed a large crater into the stressed wall made of special metal.

"Buzzing."

Then I saw the number on the digital display screen start to soar, and soon exceeded the value of the uneven money, and then continued to rise.

When the number exceeded 1000kg, the monitor shook violently, and finally there was a "snap", and the explosion smoked.

The force of Tang Ming's punch exceeded the tolerance of the strength tester, and the machine exploded.

Seeing the explosion of the instrument, everyone was dumbfounded. The instrument had already reached two thousand catties before the explosion. Is this still human strength?
The special wall specially designed to withstand the power was actually abolished by Tang Minghong. This power is simply too heaven-defying.

Just when everyone was stunned, Tang Ming threw off the broken glove and looked at Qin Fang with a smile: "Host, how do you think the score is calculated now?"

"This this……"

Qin Fang hesitated immediately. Tang Ming's strength had obviously surpassed two thousand catties, but the equipment had been scrapped, so there was no way to accurately calculate the result: "For the time being, let's count it as two thousand catties."

"No."

After Lin Canghai realized it, he shouted in dissatisfaction: "The apparatus exploded, which means that Tang Xin's strength is definitely more than two thousand catties. This calculation is too unfair."

"That's right, the minimum destructive power is three thousand."

Long Ao also spoke quickly.

"Everyone calm down."

Qin Fang quickly waved her hands and explained: "I know that Tang Ming's real score must be more than [-], but the result of the martial arts competition is only a calculated value of less than [-]. Now that the equipment is exploding, I can only rely on the data."

"Host, according to what you said, how would Wan Yong calculate the score?"

Wu Xiaoyu asked suspiciously.

Qin Fang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Everyone, can you see this? If the score of Wan Yong's player is below [-], there is no need to argue about whether he is high or low. If he can also smash the instrument and make the monitor explode, then this A game can only be defined as they continue to tie for first place, which is also a result of [-] catties."

"Any other instruments?"

Tang Ming looked at Qin Fang in surprise. Originally, he smashed the instrument with all his strength in order to stop the competition directly. Even if Wan Yong was awesome, he couldn't compete and could only be regarded as a loser.

Unexpectedly, there are other instruments here, which is really crazy.

"Of course there are spare instruments."

Qin Fang smiled, and introduced in a serious manner: "The result of the contest is of great importance, and the organizers naturally have to think carefully, but no one thought that contestant Tang Ming could scrap the instrument. It seems that the instrument is worth more than 6000 million. "

"Is it so valuable?"

Tang Ming was taken aback. He didn't expect that he would throw out 6000 million yuan with just one punch. It is estimated that the Ming team was about to vomit blood.

"Okay, it's my turn to play and try."

Wan Yong looked at Qin Fang solemnly.

"Everyone, please turn right 30 meters, there is where the spare equipment is located."

Qin Fang reached out her hand to signal, and assured: "These two instruments are exactly the same, and there will be no deviation in the results of the competition. Please rest assured."

Then a group of people came to the location Qin Fang pointed out, and they saw exactly the same instrument as before, the same wall with the same force, and the same monitor...

"If there is no objection, please ask Wan Yong to come out and prepare."

After Qin Fang checked the instrument, she announced with a smile.

"it is good."

Wan Yong stepped forward to put on his gloves expressionlessly, and walked in front of the stressed wall.

"Hey, big guy, do you think Wan Yong can beat Tangxin this time?"

While gnawing on the chicken leg, Qian Bujun curiously asked Zhao Tianba beside him.

"I don't know."

Zhao Tianba groaned with frustration, and muttered depressingly: "Anyway, I lost."

Originally, he was bound to win this explosive match, but he didn't expect that Long Ao won by a little bit first, and then he was left far away by the uneven money!

Now seeing Tang Ming's results... even worse, he was already desperate.

(End of this chapter)