After Ying said this sentence behind him, Ying stopped looking at him.

Yang Hua was left alone in the cave.

He tried hard to lift his arm and began to slowly hit the sandbag in front of him.

The steel ring made the skin on his arm turn purple and red, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

He knew that it would be difficult for a person to become a master if he did not endure hardships.

So he persisted.

From the beginning, it was difficult for him to even lift his arms, but gradually he could touch the sandbag with his arms.

His fists were as slow as a baby's, hitting the sandbag gently one after another.

Just like that, he started practicing.

Yang Hua almost died on the first day.

His two arms became swollen because they had never been under such heavy pressure, and there were many pools of blood around them.

But the shadow didn't say a word.

He didn't even say a word of concern.

He just said to him: "It is not possible to enter the country by practicing martial arts like this. If you continue like this, it will probably take you a year and a half. If you want to leave this place as soon as possible, you have to work harder."

After saying that, Ying left.

The next day, Yang Hua tried hard to endure the pain.

He still raised his arm and slowly hit the sandbag.

After several days of hard training, and even to the point where Yang Hua's arms were bleeding, his two arms gradually began to gain strength.

From being unable to lift his fist before, to now being able to throw out more or less fists has begun to gain strength.

The four steel rings on his left and right arms also made a clattering sound, and Yang Hua felt that his body had an unprecedented power.

To get out of here.

For Youruo.

In order to defeat the Poison King, Yang Hua trained at all costs.

The more he practiced, the stronger he became, and the pool of blood on his arms gradually turned into calluses.

Yang Hua not only trains during the day, but also at night you can hear him alone in the cave inside with the four steel rings and hitting the sandbag hard.

His punches were just like Na Ying said, just hit whatever feels comfortable.

During the past few days of his training, the shadow had been secretly observing him, and every time he would have a happy smile on his face.

But when he got in front of Yang Hua, he kept a straight face and told Yang Hua that this was not good and that was not good.

Yang Hua was not angry and just mind his own training.

This continued for almost ten days.

The shadow has arrived.

I saw that Yang Hua's fists were now fierce, and the force of the blows was even more fierce than his previous punches. The steel rings on his arms made a clanging sound as they collided.

"How's it going? Can you still feel the gravity on your arm now?" Ying stood aside and looked at Yang Hua in front of him and asked with a smile.

Yang Hua turned his head, wiped the sweat on his face and said, "I basically can't feel it anymore."

"Really?"

"Hao Gui, go and fight him twice." I heard Ying suddenly say.

Akuma standing on the side suddenly shouted: "Okay."

As he spoke, he stood up.

"The two of us didn't decide the winner last time, we must decide the winner this time." I heard Akuma say with a smile.

While laughing, the chains on his body rattled.

Yang Hua smiled faintly.

There was a bang.

The ghost was the first to punch, his fists were like the wind, and his movements were very fast.

Yang Hua did not choose to evade this time because he wanted to see the effect of his practice in the past few days1

He didn't dodge or dodge, he punched out fiercely with his left fist, and at the same time, he strode forward and struck forward.

When the Hao Gui saw that Yang Hua wanted to fight with him, he not only sneered at the corner of his mouth.

You know, when he was at Uncle Chen's place, Yang Hua had always used close combat and guerrilla techniques to subdue this ghost, but now he wanted to fight with that ghost?

Can he do it?

He is not a tiger man like Da Zhuang.

I saw a sneer coming from the corner of the ghost's mouth, he shouted loudly with increased strength, and struck Yang Hua with his entire angry fist.

Yang Hua didn't dodge, and rushed forward at the same time with his fist wearing a steel ring weighing ten kilograms.

There was a loud bang.

I saw the ghost's body kicking and taking three steps back. Where did he look at Yang Hua again?

He only took two steps back, and it seemed that his body was still very stable.

This made Akuma depressed.

He stared at Yang Hua in front of him with wide eyes, looking like he couldn't believe it even if he died. But what about Yang Hua?

There was even more surprise in his eyes. Oh my god. When could my strength be comparable to that of this guy?

Could it be said that the power of his punches now is comparable to that of Da Zhuang?

Yang Hua was depressed.

How could he know that Akuma's heavy blow just now used at least 80% of his strength.

The shadow on one side looked at Yang Hua with a smile in his eyes.

"Come again."

A roar suddenly came from the mouth of the ghost.

He was so angry that after roaring, he suddenly pounced on him. The fist he punched out at this time used a full 120% of his strength.

His strength was so great that it was even more powerful than when he faced off against Da Zhuang.

And Yang Hua, who had just tested his own strength a little bit, now not only wanted to see how much strength he had.

I saw him raise his fists, and his whole body suddenly concentrated all his strength.

With a bang, he met the heavy fist struck by the demon.

There was a roar.

I saw Akuma's entire body flying out at once.

He fell to the ground with a thud.

What about Yang Hua? His body was also shaken back by the same huge force.

He kicked, kicked, took a few steps back, and finally regained control of his body.

Hahaha.

After the two of them started fighting again, the shadow on the other side suddenly burst into laughter.

This moment made the two of them confused.

The fallen Hao Gui suddenly rolled up from the ground. He was already strong, and because he was wrapped with thick iron chains, he didn't suffer much injuries from his fall just now.

"Grandma, why are you so powerful all of a sudden?" The Akuma who got up said with his eyes wide open. As he spoke, he patted his butt with his big hand. It was obvious that he had fallen hard on his butt just now.

Yang Hua also looked at his hands in disbelief.

yes.

How come my punching force is so strong now?
Chapter completed!