Chapter 170 Billards hit the balls (1/2)
On the grandstand of the gymnasium, a gasping sound could be heard.
How painful would it feel, getting so many of your teeth punched? Even if it was the hateful Zhama Tuoba, everyone could feel his pain.
Whirr!
Zhama Tuoba, lying inside the ring, was breathing heavily, and for the first time, his eyes showed a tinge of fear.
But this Indian Aasan's brain was a bit slow. He was afraid, but had to pretend to be tough and said, ”I think I just lost in speed. If it is measured by toughness, you can't beat me.”
”Bullsh*t!”
At least half of the spectators in the stands, laughed at this fool.
”You Indian fool, he is so fast, so why would he use toughness to confront you?”
”You take a gun, and he takes a knife. If you fight, will you not use the gun, but find a knife to cut him?”
”No wonder your country is so backward. If everyone's IQ is like yours, there is no way it can develop.”
Hearing so much laughter, Zhama Tuoba's black face turned a little red.
At the same time, Liu Feng laughed and said, ”Well, I don't get a sense of accomplishment in beating guys like you. If you really want to confront me, using toughness, you will get hurt even more. Even your fragile self-esteem and confidence will disappear.”
Thump!
After listening to what Liu Feng said, Zhama Tuoba, whose confidence had already been shattered, suddenly turned over and stood up again.
The Big Head raised his hand to wipe away the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and said grimly, ”Come on. If you dare to punch me, I will take it, even if you break my hand.”
”As I said, there are dozens of Chinese martial arts methods for defeating Hard Qigong.”
Liu Feng stared at the fool, and said with a smile, ”You need to think twice. You are really asking for trouble!”
”Come on, I won't give in. Even if I ask for trouble, I'm willing to do it.” During the conversation, Zhama Tuoba crouched and positioned himself for the fight.
Liu Feng took a T-step, stood still, and it seemed that he was holding a gun in his hands, ”Come on. Don't complain that you were bullied in China, after returning home, because you asked for it.”
”That's a lot of nonsense. Watch my fists.”
Bump!
Zhama Tuoba's fists moves were callous and fierce.
But even if he hit Liu Feng from behind, the sneak attack did not help much. Liu Feng fought slowly but punched first. When Zhama Tuoba's arm was not yet fully straightened, Liu Feng's fist had already hit his fist.
Moreover, when Liu Feng gave a punch, his middle fingertip moved forward, as if there was a protruding iron wedge on the hammerhead of an iron hammer.
The muffled sounds of two fists hitting against each other could be heard, but at the same time, there was another sound, that of a fracture, that echoed loudly.
Ah...
Everyone was concerned and held their breath, as Zhama Tuoba retreated quickly, with a loud scream.
Some sharp-eyed people found that at this time, the Indian Aasan's arm was bent at an angle that defeated physiological phenomena. His fist was fully spread out, and his middle and index fingers were broken, and sticking out at odd angles.
”Dam*, Liu Feng's fist is too cruel, isn't it?”
”This Indian's arm is broken, and two of his fingers are also broken. Dam* Indian martial arts and Hard Qigong. Since he is so fragile, why did he choose to confront Liu Feng with toughness?”
”Indian Aasan, do you understand? We Chinese men are tough enough. Humph!”
At this time, there were not only men shouting and mocking Zhama Tuoba in the stands, but many women fans were also screaming, especially highlighting the fact that Liu Feng was tough.
”No, it's impossible.”