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7 The power of one punch penetrated the wood by 30%!

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Brother Long was speechless.

If he had to admit it.

Then wouldn't he admit defeat on the spot?

He was a big streamer with a million fans, but he lost to a small streamer with only a few hundred fans!

What face would he have in the future?

How could he survive in the fighting and live streaming circles?

"No, I can't! I don't believe it!"

"You must be up to something!”

"How can a normal person melt ice with their hands? You must have used some tricks!!”

Brother Long suddenly said.

He firmly believed that these traditional martial arts were all scammers. He had been fighting fraud for so many years, but he had never seen a master with real ability!

Brother Long also had a group of brainless fans.

The so-called brainless fans were the kind who would support the streamer without thinking whether she was right or wrong.

"That's right! Although the scene just now was shocking, how could it be done normally?”

"Are you performing magic? Can a normal person melt ice with their hands?"

"Previously, there was a master who performed that the sparrow in his palm couldn't fly. In the end…he used a rope to tie it up!”

"I support Brother Long. In order to gain popularity, the little streamer must have used some tricks!”

……

A large number of bullet comments flooded out.

In the past, videos of those fake masters cheating and swindling were widely circulated on the Internet.

The " fake masters " in the traditional martial arts world had already destroyed people's trust.

"Look, the audience doesn't believe you.”

"I admit that your move just now was something, but that doesn't prove that traditional martial arts have combat power!”

Brother Long said. He firmly believed that this kid must have used some tricks, but he couldn't see it.

This was because he had seen such things in his past experience of cracking down on fake goods.

Those masters liked to perform mysterious things.

Many of them were just a smokescreen.

In fact, it was all a scam!

Traditional martial arts had no combat power.

When Ming Li heard this, he felt that it was ridiculous.

He did not expect that true martial arts had fallen to such a state in the eyes of the world. He had only shown a little, but he was actually treated as a scam.

"How do you want to prove it?"”

"Of course there's a way. Let's compete in strength!”

Brother Long was afraid that Ming Li would not agree, so he stood up and walked to a boxing strength tester in the room.

He was a fan of heavy combat training.

He spent a lot of money to transform his live broadcast studio into a large training ground. Not only did it have all kinds of fitness equipment, but there were also many boxing machines.

Comparing strength was the most direct and unfaked method.

He believed that even if Li Ming had other methods, it was impossible for him to fake it.

He came to the strength tester.

This equipment was for professional boxers to test the strength of their punches.

Brother Long put on a boxing glove and smiled sinisterly.

"This is a special strength tester. Watch carefully. If the strength of your punch today surpasses mine, I'll admit that you're real and admit defeat in front of everyone.”

Li Ming looked at him and said," It's not enough to admit defeat. I want you to apologize to traditional martial arts in public. The things left behind by our ancestors are not something you can tarnish with a few words."”

"Alright!" Brother Long agreed.

He did not believe that he would lose.

Brother Long got into position. His muscles were tense, and he looked like a 1.8-meter-tall Hercules.

"Ha!"

He shouted and swung his fist at the strength tester!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The value on the strength measuring device kept increasing!

Finally, the strength of this punch was displayed.

370 pounds!

Brother Long was overjoyed. This punch of his had reached a new peak!

One had to know that the strength of Ali's punch was also more than 400 pounds.

Furthermore, the strength of a punch was closely related to one's weight. Those professional boxers who could punch more than 400 pounds had already weighed more than 100 kilograms.

As an amateur boxing enthusiast, Brother Long was definitely one of the top fighters in this circle.

"Hiss! 370 pounds!"

“66666!”

"My goodness, 370 pounds! If this falls on someone…"

"This punch starts with a concussion!"

"Brother Long is really strong. He broke his new record again.”

"Liu Pi! Brother Long, you bastard!"

……

The fans were excited and sent gifts.

"How is it? Can you handle this punch?”

Brother Long took off his gloves and laughed, showing a provocative expression.

He put down his right hand. The punch was too heavy, and it shook his bones a little.

"What's so difficult about that?" Li Ming asked. However, I don't have a machine to measure strength here.”

Brother Long: " It's okay if you don't have a strength testing machine. You should have a fight club or a bigger gym, right? It's okay, I'll wait for you. You can even take a taxi over now.”

Even if he had to wait for a few hours today, he would expose this tomboy who promoted traditional martial arts!

Jiang City naturally had places like clubs and gyms.

However, in order to prove his fist strength, it was obviously too troublesome to make a trip.

"Yes."

Li Ming looked around the courtyard and saw a big pine tree.

This pine tree had been there since he moved in. It had grown for decades. Its roots were intertwined, and its bark was like thick scales. The wood was hard, and it was just right for him to test his strength.

Li Ming came to the big pine tree.

The audience in the live broadcast room was especially puzzled.

"What is this person doing?"

"I just walked to the roof and broke an icicle, and now I'm under a pine tree?”

"There's nothing here to test his fist strength.”

"Wait, he can't be thinking of using a tree to test his fist strength, right?”

"Impossible, Brother Long has to wear gloves to hit the sandbag of the strength tester. If he were to punch with such a hard tree trunk, his knuckles would crack!”

……

The audience kept sending bullet comments.

Before they could finish their discussion.

Suddenly!

Some people widened their eyes in disbelief!

They saw a scene that was rarely seen in their lives!!

"Ha!"

Li Ming concentrated his energy in his dantian and punched the thick surface of the tree trunk!

Bang!

A dull thud was heard!

In an instant!

The large pine tree that they were hugging trembled violently!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Countless snowflakes and ice shards fell!

Kaka…Kaka!

When Li Ming withdrew his fist, the surface of the hard tree bark cracked like a spider web, and a clear fist mark appeared on the surface of the tree trunk!

Everyone!

Dumbfounded!

" Hiss hiss hiss!!!!"

They gasped!

What kind of strength was this?

The power of the punch cracked the thick tree trunk!!!

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