Chapter 103： What do you want to die

"Hahaha, boy, are you brain sick? Hahaha!"

In the audience, all the audience showed sarcasm, contempt, and doubt.

"Is this guy's brain pretty funny? Want to beat three?"

"Grass, I really haven't seen anyone who likes Tuo Dao so much. He doesn't look at who is opposite? That's Li Chongxiao who has been in Nanping Mountain for ten days and ten nights!"

Yan Ziqiong also wrinkled her pretty face, "This Yang Ye!"

Sister Hong frowned and said nothing.

Not only them, but also in the stands looked dumbfounded.

Shen Guanqing was stunned for a while before he smiled, "Old Lu, do you want Zhang Jishi of your Lu family to show this kid, is there a brain attack? Hahaha!"

Tang Chuuxue spoke for the first time, "This is the first time I have seen such a person who knows the heights of the sky, Lao Lu, you are very lucky."

Lu Yunshan's face was full of sorrow, but he couldn't say a word.

But his eyes almost burst into flames.

Damn, this is the idiot that Yan Chengqing invited from, and the hall meeting is over later, I must pinch you to death!

Yan Chengqing hurried to grab Ye Yang, "Mr. Yang, don't..."

The referee sneered, "Of course."

"Okay! Then I will challenge the three of them on behalf of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall."

Ye Yang stepped onto the ring step by step, and compared to the three Changping three who made a beautiful somersault on the ring, he seemed to have fallen off again.

"Master Yan, I understand! You must want to admit defeat, but you are afraid that you will lose face, so you let this kid come up alone?" Li Chongxiao laughed at this time.

"Don't worry, Master Yan, I will definitely save you face and I will never beat this kid to death." He touched his bald head and laughed.

The laughter was cruel.

Yan Chengqing's mouth twitched, and he was about to rush into the ring.

The referee deliberately stood in front of him, "Master Yan, Yang Ye has already entered the ring on behalf of Wing Chun. You don't need to be in the ring anymore. Stay here and watch."

"It's cold, this is a fart, one dozen three? Is he a superman?"

"Hmph, this is the first time I have seen someone who likes to die so much. This fight is really not worth seeing. Let's go."

The audience suddenly lost their mood and had to leave one by one.

This is already a battle without suspense, and there is nothing to watch.

"Next, what method of death do you want?" Li Chongxiao rubbed his fists and said with a sharp smile.

Ye Yang said lightly, "It's reversed."

"It's you, what do you want to die?"

Ye Yang smiled slightly.

"Damn, it's really looking for death!" The young man standing beside Li Chongxiao couldn't help but punch out.

Fist like a dragon, roll up a dust!

"Who is this person? He looks very fierce." A short young man asked under the ring.

"Li Chongxiao's son, Li Ang, was said to have been thrown into Nanping Mountain by Li Chongxiao when he was a ninth-order martial artist, and he stayed longer than his dad, fourteen days in full!" replied his friend, the young man with glasses.

"Tsk tusk, I'm afraid this bragging guy can't even beat Li Chongxiao's son, let's go." The short young man waved his hand and turned to leave.

"puff--!"

Then he heard a sound of vomiting blood, followed by a dull crash of a human body falling to the ground.

"That Yang Ye didn't even block a punch? It seems that I overestimated him." The short young man did not turn around, but shook his head.

"Hey, aren't you leaving?" He couldn't help wondering when he saw the friend next to him with an unbelievable expression, "Yang Ye was beaten by a punch, what's so surprising?"