However, the result was still the same. The fat man used his body fat to release his strength and was not harmed at all.

Even, from the beginning to the end, without even looking back, he just ate the roast leg of lamb in his hand.

He ate with gusto, completely ignoring Liu Qiang.

"snort!"

Liu Qiang became a little angry and turned his palm into a fist.

From top to bottom, start smashing wildly.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Punch after punch, like beating a drum, beat the fat man hard.

The fat man still didn't give any face and continued to wolf down the food.

Feeling slighted, Liu Qiang became furious and kicked the roast leg of lamb away from the fat man's hand.

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, then roared angrily.

Like a crazy brown bear, he suddenly pounced on Liu Qiang.

Its speed is astonishingly fast, like a shell fired from a chamber.

Liu Qiang was accidentally hit by the fat man, and his body flew into the air instantly, with blood surging.

Before he even hit the ground, the fat man hit his chest with another headbutt.

"puff!"

Liu Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Flying far away, fell off the ring.

"How could this happen? Master Liu actually lost?"

Looking at Liu Qiang, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, Cao Qingshu was shocked.

He didn't expect that Fatty's strength was so strong that even Master Liu was no match for him.

"Who is this person? Master Liu can't break the defense?"

Concubine Cao Xuan's face became serious.

She naturally knows Liu Qiang's strength.

As a martial artist with internal strength, his fists can crack monuments and rocks.

However, such a master can't hurt Fatty in the slightest, which shows his strength.

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be Chen Xiangzhu's second disciple, Fat Cat."

Mr. Wang stroked his beard, and said lightly: "Although this kid is a little silly, he is very talented in martial arts. His body can be attacked and defended, he can be tough or soft, and if he is not familiar with him, he will fight against him." It's hard to deal with."

"Old Wang, are you sure?" Concubine Cao Xuan asked along the way.

"I dare not say that the chances of winning are sure, but there is an 80 to 90 percent chance of winning." Wang Lao was quite proud. JrNovels.com