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Chapter 83 Competition Storm 15

Zhou Yong's full-strength punch contained deep anger that had been suppressed for a long time, and the entire sandbag-sized fist quickly crossed the distance between them like a meteor.

Seeing that the huge fist was about to hit Fu Lingyun's face, the size of the fist and the protruding joints on it, coupled with the sound of roaring through the air, all showed the power contained in this punch!

The little bald man had a very high sense of safety, and he nimbly hid in a corner after he started shouting, while the security guards and some spectators from Shengqi Group who were watching in the audience exclaimed, as if they were about to foresee something comparable to a watermelon hitting a stone.

Even more miserable scene.

In the flash of light and stone, Fu Lingyun, who was still standing on the stage, narrowed his eyes slightly, his sharp and cold eyes were like thunder and lightning. He waved his right hand carelessly, and unexpectedly hit the opponent first but with incredible accuracy.

fist.

Still as still as water, as moving as a stray rabbit! No one could see clearly how Fu Lingyun took action.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tooth-aching sound of bones colliding, and the two fists collided together. Zhou Yong felt as if his fist had hit an iron wall!

Zhou Yong's entire arm suddenly retracted, visible to the naked eye, and his bones cracked, and then he let out a shrill scream. He hugged his right hand that was twisted into a weird angle with his left hand. Big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that...

His thick arm was actually dislocated by Fu Lingyun's hard punch!

For a moment, the whole place was filled with deathly silence...

Everyone obviously didn't expect that this young man, who was thin and vulnerable, but looked gentle and elegant, could actually possess such terrifying strength.

If you just look at their appearance, it would be difficult to equate them.

Zhou Yong is 1.82 meters tall and weighs at least 90 kilograms. Coupled with his muscular body, which is as strong as a bull, he is as intimidating as a moving hill. And even ghosts can see him.

Even those who were timid would tremble on their feet if he glared at him.

Such a figure, who is known as the strongest protector of Shengqi Group, could not withstand a random punch from Fu Lingyun, who was at most 1.76 meters tall and looked slightly thin.

Fu Lingyun still stood on the stage, with his hands casually inserted in his trouser pockets, looking calm and calm.

At this moment, there was silence everywhere, and Zhou Yong, who fell to the ground and groaned, was ignored like a dead dog. No one dared to look down on the newcomer on the stage!

At the same time, on the 35th floor of the Shengqi Group Building, several hundred meters away from the playground, two figures dressed in white stood quietly next to the glass windows.

"Did you see that his strength increase index barely reached 1.3 times, but his speed increase index exceeded 1.8 times! This guy is definitely a good material."

One of the men in white squinted his eyes slightly and muttered silently, with an unconcealable look of shock on his face!

"The increase in strength is too low." Another man in white took a deep breath from the cigarette, exhaled a string of smoke rings gracefully and said: "You should know that the current standard for identifying combat-type superpowers in the global superpower community is human strength, speed increase

.The strength and speed increase index of 1.5 times is the critical line for combat superpowers, so he is not qualified."

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