super fusion

Chapter 348 The Last Battle

This night, Bai Chuanfeng and his group were completely excited. Under Su Baiyang's guidance, everyone has improved significantly. Even He Zongrui, who is the worst in kung fu, can imitate a set of Dahong's punches. It's decent, Lei Dongtian and the others beat Da Hong to death.

Of course, the most powerful one is Bai Chuanfeng. This guy punches out with a crackling sound on his fist, and every punch has a thunder.

This made Lei Dongtian and the others extremely envious, so they all practiced as if they were risking their lives. They were all covered in sweat. Some of them even took off their shirts and boxed shirtless.

Su Boyang stood aside and watched, and couldn't help but nod. He said to himself that these people are really good materials for practicing martial arts. If they continue to practice at this speed, it will be easy for everyone to have fist thunder, and then they can be called boxing masters. After all, in today's society, it is not that simple for a person to practice punching thunder. He must have the most suitable method, and the method he told them is undoubtedly the best, so they can Progress is so rapid.

Chu Yongjie ran back again and saw a group of people showing off their strength. This guy was envious and jealous. He also wanted to learn boxing, but he was too fat.

In the end, this guy was really jealous and imitated others by taking off his shirt and wanted to go up and make some gestures.

It's just that as soon as he took off his shirt, he could see the tender fat all over his body trembling wildly, and the trembling became even more severe when he walked.

He came to Bai Chuanfeng's side and learned from Bai Chuanfeng.

Bai Chuanfeng punched out, and there was a crackling sound on the fist again.

Chu Yongjie also learned how to punch out in a decent manner, but as the punch came out, the fat on his body seemed to be having fun, too, too, too...

As a result, when Bai Chuanfeng saw this scene, the route of the second punch was crooked, and there was a popping sound on the fist. The fist thunder did not appear, but there was a sound like a muffled fart. This is the wrong way of punching.

Bai Chuanfeng was not angry, but stared at his cousin with a red face, and then couldn't hold it in anymore, and laughed.

When he smiled like this, the others laughed more than he did.

"Yongjie, please don't tease me."

"Damn it, I look so envious and jealous of your fat body."

"Yongjie, come on, your punch is definitely better than our two punches. After all, throwing fat will also increase the strength of your fist."

"Ha ha…………"

Su Boyang also laughed at the side, because Chu Yongjie was really not suitable for boxing. This guy was like a fat panda practicing boxing, and his whole body trembled when he moved.

Chu Yongjie was so depressed that he wanted to jump off the building. Finally, he gave the group of people a hard look, put on his clothes, and stood aside depressedly watching them punch.

Seeing that Chu Yongjie's mood was really hit, Su Boyang comforted him: "Don't worry, Dahongquan is really not suitable for you, but if there is a suitable exercise in the future, I will teach you."

Chu Yongjie's eyes immediately lit up when he heard it, and he asked excitedly, "Brother, are there really any exercises that fat people practice?"

Su Boyang didn't know if there were any exercises specifically for fat people, but he knew that in many novels and even in Chinese history, there were indeed many obese masters. It would be too mysterious to mention them, let's just talk about the famous ones in history. It can be said that [-] to [-] percent of the generals are fat.

Some people say that this is unfounded. The generals in history are all strong and strong men, and they are all strong men with sinews all over their bodies.

But if you have seen their portraits, you won't say that.

Li Shimin's 24 generals are fatter than the other, Yue Fei is fatter, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei are fatter, Zhu Yuanzhang's generals are fatter...

This is not nonsense, but this is the result of many historians' research.

Su Baiyang thought about it, since people in the past were so fat and could be so powerful, there must be a kind of exercise that is suitable for Chu Yongjie, but the god-level fusion system has not yet been fused, it seems that we can only wait until later Here's the chance.

After comforting Chu Yongjie and practicing until nearly twelve o'clock in the evening, this group of talented people left without finishing. After all, Su Boyang will participate in the last game tomorrow.

Silent night, the next day.

Su Baiyang got up early, and after packing up, he went to the competition site with Bai Chuanfeng and the others.

Today is the last competition. Hou Junxing, the main judge of the competition, said in the first competition that this last competition is for everyone to play freely, and to give you the greatest space to play. It is to let you do what you think The best dish, and the best of the competition this time around.

After all, everyone cooks their own best dishes, only in this way can they show the true level of a chef, and only in this way can they see the scene of a hundred schools of thought contending.

Everyone was looking forward to the last game, and they came early one by one.

The chefs who stayed through the first three rounds also came earlier. The chef who can fight to the last round despite the perverted presence of Su Boyang is definitely a truly capable person.

Although Hou Junxing and the others are all focusing on Su Baiyang, they will give a reasonable score to other chefs if they are really similar, so this last game can be said to be the one to participate in the competition this time. The elite of chefs.

Reporters from various media, TV stations, websites and food magazines, and Wu Ying, a reporter from CCTV[-], also prepared all their work early and waited for the official start of the competition.

The last game officially started at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time limit was two hours, that is, the game ended at four o'clock in the afternoon.

And the ranking of the last game is also different from the first three games. This time, the ranking is based on the results of the first three games, with higher scores at the front and lower scores at the back.

Since then, Su Boyang is undoubtedly the first position, and beside him is Xie Xiaomiao.

Standing in his own position, Xie Xiaomiao felt like dying. It's not good to stand next to someone, but he has to stand next to this guy. This shit will definitely seriously affect his performance for a while.

All the other chefs gave Xie Xiaomiao a sympathetic look. They knew very well that no matter what level you are, as long as you stand beside Su Baiyang, you will be affected to some extent, after all, this guy is too perverted.

Two o'clock in the afternoon finally arrived amidst people's anxious waiting. With Hou Junxing ringing the small brass bell, the competition officially started.

All the reporters also entered working mode, with cameras flashing constantly to capture any moment they thought was valuable. Of course, the focus of all of them was almost all on Su Boyang.

The spectators around also fell silent. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the match scene, but all of them turned to the first match stage in the arena, where Su Baiyang carefully inspected After looking at the ingredients and seasonings prepared by the organizer, after feeling that there is no problem, I washed my hands in the basin, and then started to do it...
(End of this chapter)