Sorry, I Only Know Immortal Techniques! (Rating votes!)
Hong Yao's answer stunned Wang Haoyang.
He subconsciously thought that these Taoist priests would more or less know martial arts such as Taiji Fist and Hunyuan Palm.
These were also known as martial arts.
"Are you scared? If you surrender and apologize, I'll let you go!”
Wang Haoyang didn't believe Hong Yao's words.
"Could this little Daoist be afraid?”
"I'd be scared too. Look at the bulging muscles on Wang Haoyang's body. I'll probably be in bed for half a month if he punches me.”
"Sigh, these are all fake. They are indeed a group of conmen.”
"I used to believe that the Taoist priests in the movies really knew martial arts.”
"Let's not talk about it anymore. I guess this little Daoist is just a person who fishes for fame.”
"He probably wanted to be an internet celebrity, but he didn't expect a boxing champion to come and fight.”
"Hahaha, I like to see this kind of scene.”
In the online live broadcast room, a group of netizens were discussing enthusiastically, and bullet comments quickly flashed past.
Most of the comments were against Hong Yao.
However, there were also some comments from young girls who were in love.
"Ahhh, Little Brother is so handsome. He just stood there and didn't move. I fell in love with him.”
"These bastards, how can they treat the Little Daoist like this? I'm going to the battlefield with my saber!”
"I'll buy a plane ticket right now to support my little brother!”
"Brother Daoist, I want to give birth to monkeys for you!”
However, these were all relatively small numbers, and they were quickly covered by a large number of bullet comments.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Hong Yao said coldly,"I already said I don't know Chinese martial arts. If you want to fight, find someone else to fight."”
"Hahaha, did you see that? This little Daoist is afraid and doesn't dare to fight me. He's indeed a liar!”
Wang Haoyang turned around and laughed.
Then, he turned around and looked at Hong Yao.
"Brat, you can't hide. Since you're unwilling to agree, then I can only make the first move.”
After saying that, Wang Haoyang got into a battle stance.
He was prepared to strike first. No matter what, he had to make a name for himself in this match.
"Is it finally coming? The Fist King is indeed a real man.”
"Hahaha, Fist King, hurry up and make this kid suffer.”
" We believe in your fists. Go, go, go!"
"Enough talking. This boxing champion looks so mighty. I'm going to sign up to learn boxing!”
"Those above, let's go together!"
……
Wang Haoyang moved his feet and was about to dash toward Hong Yao.
His fist was already charging up.
In Wang Haoyang's imagination, he could beat the young Taoist priest to tears with just one punch.
However, in the next second, Wang Haoyang froze in midair.
"Plop!"
He immediately knelt on the ground. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get up.
Veins bulged on his neck, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
What was going on?
He used all his strength, but there seemed to be an invisible pressure on the surface of his body, controlling him and making him unable to move.
"What's going on? Why is the Fist King suddenly kneeling on the ground?”
"Why is the Fist King's expression so hideous? What's wrong with him for no reason? Is he sick?”
"Streamer, hurry up and take a look. You're standing so far away, but I can't see the situation clearly.”
Wang Haoyang's abnormal situation immediately attracted everyone's attention.
They didn't know what had happened, but they felt that the atmosphere was a little off.
Zhou Fangzi and his "Quest World" program team stood at the back.
Their program team's program was also being broadcasted live. After all, live broadcasts were very popular nowadays.
However, when the time came, they would choose some exciting program content to cut into videos and send them to the television station as programs.
Zhou Fangzi saw Wang Haoyang kneeling on the ground and didn't say anything.
She hurriedly walked over to help Wang Haoyang up.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Zhou Fangzi immediately knelt on the ground. Even the program team members beside him knelt on the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Are they performing something together?”
Zhou Fangzi felt his legs in confusion and realized that they were out of his control.
He looked at Hong Yao in fear, his pupils flickering.
"Sorry, I only know celestial techniques!"
Hong Yao spoke slowly. His voice was very soft, but it was like a decadent voice that poured into everyone's ears. It was extremely clear.
Hong Yao waved his hand and chanted.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
……
There was another series of kneeling sounds.
This time, even the crowd of onlookers behind knelt on the ground.
Their feet were controlled by the gravity of the immortal sealing array, and the invisible pressure forced them to kneel.
Fear was written all over their faces.
[Ding-dong. Obtained 50 worship points from Wang Haoyang!]”
[Ding-dong. Obtained 80 worship points from Zhou Fangzi!]”
[Ding-dong. Obtained 55 worship points from Little Wang!]”
[Ding-dong. Obtained 38 worship points from Ma Mei!]”
"Ding dong…"
……
A series of notifications sounded in Hong Yao's mind.
…Dividing line…
Can the big shots send flowers to their underlings?
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