Yang Chen's Bajiquan had already reached perfection. Not to mention the moves, the normal strength had already developed to two tons. What was the concept of two tons? 4,000 pounds of force. If 4,000 pounds of force smashed into a person's body, that person would definitely die.
Although the World King of Fighters Competition was a lot more abnormal, the Beast Mondo and the Muscle Cheyenne were the two most powerful heavyweights among them. These two people weighed nearly 500 pounds and were practically giants. Their strength had been tested by professionals and was close to 1,500 pounds. Their opponents who did not admit defeat were knocked out by them with a single punch. The death rate was as high as 30%. Out of 10 people who fought with them, three would die.
One thousand five hundred pounds was already so awesome, and he had also obtained the golden belt of the World Fighting King Competition. Yang Chen possessed two tons of strength and even had the powerful moves of the Bajiquan. Wouldn't this World Fighting King Competition be the same? After winning the championship and getting the golden belt, it would definitely cause the martial arts of the Heavenly Dynasty to be popular internationally. Yang Chen would instantly become an idol in the eyes of young people in their teens, twenties, and thirties.
Speaking of which, Yang Chen really wanted to thank Li Qing. If it wasn't for Li Qing, he really couldn't remember the World Fighting King Competition for a while. Although he had checked a lot of information when he first came to this world, the amount of information was too large. He looked at it and threw it away. If it wasn't for Li Qing's reminder, he estimated that he would have missed the registration time.
However, Yang Chen was not really grateful. Didn't Li Qing want to slap his face? After Yang Chen participated in the World Fighting King Competition and won the championship, Li Qing himself would be ridiculed by Yang Chen's fanatical fans. In the future, he might not even dare to appear on Weibo. As soon as he appeared, he was cursed by countless people. Who could stand it?
"World Fighting King Competition? I'm definitely going to participate. I finally understand why the Superstar Emperor System gave me a mission of 500 million fans a year. It even said that I could definitely achieve it with my ability. It seems that the real reason why I could achieve it was because of this World King of Fighters Competition. As long as I win the championship, my fans will increase by 100 to 200 million in a short period of time, or even 300 to 400 million.”
"You have to know that this is the championship, not the top thirty of One Dragon. The top thirty of One Dragon has already been continuously booked. In two years, it has nearly four hundred million fans. Yang Chen is the champion, it is not a concept, okay? The number of fans a champion could bring was incomparable to the number of fans in the top 30. Not to mention the movie offers from China, Hollywood would even tailor a blockbuster movie with the champion as the main character. This meant that it was definitely going to be popular, okay? Let alone 500 million fans, it was not impossible to even get 700 million or 800 million fans.”
Yang Chen sat in front of the computer, the more he thought about it, the more excited he was. He wanted to sign up for the competition tomorrow, then go and beat up Mundo, Cheyenne, and then get the golden belt and become the champion. Then, he would be the focus of everyone's attention and walk to the peak of his life in minutes.
Yang Chen's excitement was not without reason. As long as he participated in the World Fighting King Competition, with his perfect Bajiquan, Yang Chen could bully the contestants of the World Fighting King Competition as if they were playing. Any one of them could be killed by Yang Chen with a single punch. What wild beast Mondo, what muscle Cheyenne, Yang Chen sent Zhao Yang flying with a single punch, what could four or five hundred pounds do? Yang Chen could even send the van flying, it was just two human-shaped fat pigs, it was too simple.
Since he had decided to participate in the World Fighting King Competition, Yang Chen naturally could not let Li Qing continue to be arrogant, otherwise Yang Chen's fans would have opinions. In such a short period of time, Yang Chen's fans had dropped seriously, from fifteen million to thirteen million, and had dropped more than two million, it was simply terrifying.
Yang Chen directly sent a Weibo and @ Li Qing.
"You said that I cheated? Saying that I lied to my fans? I really don't know which eye of yours saw it. The World King of Brawling Competition will start in two weeks. Remember to watch the live broadcast when the time comes.”
Yang Chen's Weibo didn't have any sarcastic words, it was a very common sentence, but this was the most poisonous. As long as Yang Chen really took back the golden belt, then Li Qing would definitely be turned into a dead dog. At that time, he would be the existence of everyone.
After Yang Chen posted on Weibo, a large number of messages appeared at the bottom of the Weibo.
"Brother Yang, are you really going to participate in the World Fighting King Competition? If you really get the gold belt and become the champion, you will be a fan of Brother Yang until you die. Who dares to question Brother Yang? I'll f * ck their entire family.”
"Brother Yang, you can do it. I've always believed that you're a person with real ability. Li Qing and the others just want to use you to hype themselves up.”
"Don't talk big. Don't admit defeat as soon as you get on stage or accidentally get killed by someone with a punch.”
"Stupid upstairs|| F * ck, as long as my Brother Yang takes part in the World Fighting King Competition, the championship will be in the bag. Damn it, Brother Yang has already said that he will participate in the Fighting King Competition. Are you haters done yet? You are still competing blindly. F * ck you if you continue to force yourself.|| forced|| Go to Libi."
"That's right. I agree with the person above."
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Once the anti-fans replied that Yang Chen was not good, they would be sprayed by Yang Chen's fans. Fortunately, Yang Chen was really a person with real ability. If he really admitted defeat on the stage, or was beaten to death, then it would be absolutely ruined, because these fans who helped you would definitely become the most serious anti-fans.
Not long after, Li Qing also @ Yang Chen and sent a Weibo.
"Yo, I hope you keep your word and really participate. Don't just say it now. When the time comes, pretend that you have something on and can't participate. That will only make me despise you even more. But that's good too. The fans will look down on your true colors. If you really participate and get the gold belt, then I, Li Qing, am blind. Can I kneel down and apologize to you on a live broadcast? If you can't do it and don't need to do anything, don't shoot any videos to hype yourself up. It'll only make people feel disgusted.”
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