The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 25 Wang Lao Hu
"Ah ah ah ah..."

Wang Wen roared with his eyes wide open, using his height advantage to throw his fists wildly, smashing down the short Peng Ying head-on: "Die, die..."

A pair of fists swung out, leaving afterimages, and the low and powerful sound of air explosions became a series.

Peng Ying fought back and blocked with all his might, but he was still knocked back by his punches and couldn't keep his balance at all.

The punches he threw at Wang Wen were like drop in the ocean. Not to mention injuring Wang Wen, even trying to push him back two steps was extremely difficult.

You know, dissipating force, neutralizing force, and using force to attack are not without consumption!

Although under normal circumstances, this consumption is not great, but how heavy is Wang Wen’s hand?
Even if it's just a small effort that can defeat a great one, these hundreds of punches will add up to a lot, just like a pile of sand can build a tower!

If he continued to fight like this, even if Wang Wen didn't beat him to death, he would be tortured to death by Wang Wen...

Faced with such a tough nut to crack, Peng Ying actually began to have some thoughts of retreating.

But the fight has reached this point, even if he wants to withdraw, he has to ask Wang Wentong for his consent first!

Otherwise, the split second he turned around to release his strength would be enough for Wang Wen to beat him to death.

So, Peng Ying had no choice but to steel himself and fight Wang Wen to see who would give up first...

He really didn't believe that his Hua Jin could not outlast the An Jin!
Peng Ying was in a dilemma.

Wang Wen, who was beating him, was also in a difficult situation.

He didn't even know how many times he had hit the harlequin cat with his punches. He wondered in his heart that even if this guy was an iron ingot, he should have been hammered red. How could he still hold on?

Unfortunately, even when the fight had reached this point, he did not dare to relax his offensive and let the harlequin cat free up its hands to fight back. He suspected that the triple iron shirt would not be able to withstand the full force of this guy.

So, he could only grit his teeth and punch as hard as he could, trying to see who would last the longest!
It's like a thrilling boxing match!

The more Wang Wen was beaten, the more excited he became. The more he was beaten, the fewer distracting thoughts he had in his mind. His hair bun was broken and his long hair was flying around. His whole body was red and hot, and sweat was flying all over!
Peng Ying's eyes flushed with anger at his ferocious aura, and he abandoned any attempt to evade the enemy, determined to fight him to the bitter end...

The roars of the two men gradually subsided, and the fight became faster and more fierce!
In the end, both of them gave up dodging and defending, and just punched each other back and forth. The dull sound of the sandbag fists hitting the chest was like a cowhide drum!
The noise was as loud as two ferocious beasts fighting each other. Not only did the spectators in the distance subconsciously hold their breath, but even Huang Xingde who was watching the fight on the roof was so focused that he forgot to blink.

Even he had rarely seen such a grand scene.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen anyone fight against someone stronger than him.

But he had rarely seen two martial artists fighting like hooligans in a street brawl...

At this moment, Wang Wen felt an unprecedented concentration... He had never been so focused even when he took the high school entrance examination in his previous life!

He was so focused that the sky and the earth disappeared, all the people and objects around him became blurred, and all the noise in his ears was automatically blocked out... Only Peng Ying was left in front of him!
Even the pain and fatigue in his limbs seemed to have turned into an accelerator and catalyst for adrenaline, constantly urging him on...

Faster, faster!
Harder, harder!
He was about to go crazy, but there seemed to be an invisible shackle that bound him, preventing him from breaking through his reason and keeping him awake.

This feeling of being stuck between a rock and a hard place, wanting to burst out, yet unable to do so, tortured him to the point of wanting to vomit blood. He could only desperately continue to squeeze out all his strength...

Faster, harder, damn it!

Until, his ears were filled with the sound of his own heavy, rapid breathing, like asthma.

Until his eyes burned, and everything in front of him was covered with a faint layer of blood.

He finally broke through the shackles, the shackles woven together by invisible things such as law, morality, culture, quality, and cultivation, and released the beast in his heart called the terrifying upright ape!
At that moment, Wang Wen's heart was filled with Wang Erhu's heartless laughter, and he also opened his bloody mouth and laughed hysterically...

Countless sediments rose and surged amidst the laughter. Among these sediments was the tall figure of the young Wang Erhu, standing in the sunset, practicing the Black Tiger Fist.

There were also those that only flowed through Wang Wen’s mind, the agile posture of him honing the Black Tiger Fist and Liuhe Spear in the bamboo forest and under the waterfall.

There was even the tiger roar that shook the mountains and forests from Nashan Village.

When the laughter in his heart coincided with the laughter out of his mouth, his two fists, which had begun to slow down, suddenly increased in speed and force again.

And his whole body exudes an inexplicable aura that is fascinating.

If Wang Wen, who initially suppressed Peng Ying, was considered fierce, then Wang Wen, who later got to the top, was considered reckless...

So Wang Wen at this moment is vicious!
It's like a person facing a ferocious tiger, trembling with fear at the sound and looking at it in awe!
At this moment, Wang Wen is not fighting alone!
"Bang bang bang..."

Originally, both sides were close to exhaustion, but at this moment, one side's momentum suddenly rose, and the evenly matched fighting situation was immediately broken. Wang Wen knocked over Peng Ying's boxing stance with three consecutive punches and hammered Peng Ying in the chest.

The overwhelming force of the blow made Peng Ying's vision go dark, as if he had just woken up from a long, beautiful dream. His vision suddenly became clear, and he instantly realized that he was almost exhausted. Then, a huge panic ensued...

He has experienced too many fights, and his bravery and aggressiveness have been burned too much.

Boxing fears young and strong people, and what they fear is never just muscles and strength...

“Wait, wait…”

He retreated desperately, protecting his upper body as he retreated, his heart and gallbladder hurting as he shouted loudly: "I have a relationship with your adoptive father..."

"Boom."

Wang Wen grinned and laughed silently, then used the Black Tiger Heart-Rip move, interrupting his shouting and knocking his legs off the ground, causing his back to arch.

"Boom."

An elbow followed, hitting Peng Ying on the back, knocking him face down on the ground.

Peng Ying struggled hard to turn over, hunched over, and covered his chest and head with his arms, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Please spare my life... Ahhhh..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Wang Wen straddled him, bent over and punched continuously. His two fists were like pile drivers, leaving behind fragments of afterimages.

Peng Ying's screams quickly stopped, and his whole body collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, breathing more than he breathed in.

Wang Wen turned sideways and opened his fist stance, his muscles bulging all over his body.

"Boom."

The fist hit Peng Ying's chest, causing his chest cavity to collapse!

Peng Ying, who was barely breathing a second ago, suddenly had his eyes bulged out, staring at Wang Wen's ferocious face, his pupils dilated rapidly.

Wang Wen panted and slowly stood up, looking down at him and whispered, "We've settled our accounts!"

From then on, there was only one tiger in Yangzhou City, and that was Wang Lao Hu!

(End of this chapter)