Yi Zhongyang made a call. About 10 minutes later, seven princes walked forward at the same time and stood at the door to greet him.

Obviously, Northwest Iron Fist Yuan Gang is here.

When no one was paying attention, Lang Tao jumped onto the stage in one swift motion.

"Brother Ye, it seems that your fight with Northwest Iron Fist is inevitable. Since it is called Iron Fist, Yuan Gang's main skill is in his fists, and his punches are very powerful. You should be careful."

"Don't worry, I will. President Lang, let me ask one more question, if you were to compete with Northwest Iron Fist Yuan Gang, could you beat him?"

Lang Taojin smiled

"It's hard to say. We live together in Changqing City and have never competed with each other. However, I am not afraid of him."

There was a noise from the front, and a man in his fifties, with a medium build and a crew cut, walked over surrounded by people.

That middle-aged man is Yuan Gang.

Yuan Gang, who was full of excitement and a proud look on his face, walked straight to Lang Taojin.

"President Lang, I just heard that there was a man who single-handedly defeated seven museum leaders. Who was it?"

Lang Taojin extended his hand to introduce Ye Feng.

"Far away in the horizon, right before our eyes, is this young junior."

Yuan Gang looked Ye Feng up and down and saw that he was a young man in his twenties, but he had such strong strength, which surprised Yuan Gang.

"What a formidable young man. You want to challenge me?"

"Yes." Ye Feng said with a calm expression.

Yuan Gang shook his head at Ye Feng, the contempt in his eyes clearly visible.

"Boy, I am a straightforward person. In my eyes, you are not worthy of being my opponent at all."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curved, this Northwest Iron Fist was a bit arrogant.

Yuan Gang said: "President Lang, the position of president of the Wushu Association does not belong to your family. It is occupied by those who are capable. I dare say that in Changqing City, you and I are the only ones who fit this position.

Today, the main members of the association support me, and you are unwilling to give up this position.Then the two of us can only compete fairly. "

Lang Taojin smiled and said: "That's what I mean when I call you Iron Fist. However, you are not competing against me, but against brother Ye Feng."

"He is not worthy. To compete with him is to lower my status." Yuan Gang said coldly.

"Brother Ye's martial arts is taught by me, and you can basically represent me. Iron Fist, if you defeat this brother Ye, it will be equivalent to defeating me. I will immediately resign as the president of the martial arts association."

Hearing this, Qin Sheng hurriedly approached Yuan Gang.

"Uncle Iron Fist, I think President Lang just doesn't want to be the president of this martial arts association, so let's help him. Knock down that man named Ye with one punch. From now on, you will be the president of our Wushu Association in Changqing City."

Yuan Gang shook his head and said with reluctance: "It's too easy to get the president of the martial arts association in this way."

"Haha, Uncle Iron Fist, for you, it is indeed free. However, if someone insists on giving it away, don't give it away for free."

Yuan Gang pointed at Ye Feng and said with great contempt: "Then let it be like this, don't say that I bully you."

"Of course not. It is an honor for me to compete with Iron Fist. If I win, you should stop worrying about the position of president of the martial arts association. If I lose, the president of the martial arts association will be yours."

"I don't know where you get your confidence from. Stop talking nonsense and please do it." Yuan Gang said impatiently.

The two walked to the stage and looked at each other.

Ye Feng smiled faintly and made a gesture of invitation towards Yuan Gang.

"Iron Fist, punch."

"Boy, then I'm not polite. I'll make you fall to the ground within five seconds."

Yuan Gang took the lead in punching, and with just a simple stance, he showed his masterly style.

Whoosh whoosh...he punched Ye Feng ten times in a row, but all of them failed.

Ye Feng chuckled.

"Iron Fist, didn't you say you would knock me down in five seconds? Now it's five seconds."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yuan Gang's face.

"Boy, if you have some skills, I will defeat you within 50 seconds."

Yuan Gang's offensive became more fierce.

Just now, after a little trial, Ye Feng knew Yuan Gang's strength well.

Yuan Gang uses a combination of Chinese and Western boxing techniques, completely abandoning the rules and regulations of traditional martial arts and focusing on actual combat.

The punching style is masculine, with long punches that go straight in and are extremely ferocious.

Soon, a few minutes passed. The two of them were punching each other, dodging quick strikes, but no one was hurt.

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with admiration.

This Northwest Iron Fist Yuan Gang is one of the strongest opponents he has encountered so far.

However, Ye Feng's martial arts and physical strength were obviously stronger than Yuan Gang's. As the two fought for longer and longer, Ye Feng clearly had the upper hand.

Ye Feng fought more and more fiercely, and suddenly a flying punch hit Yuan Gang's chest.

When he was about to fall to the ground, Yuan Gang raised his right hand on the stage, and a scorpion swung its tail from the air and kicked Ye Feng in the chest.

Ye Feng had already expected that Yuan Gang would fight back. When Yuan Gang's leg kicked, he flew up and kicked Yuan Gang in the stomach.

Yuan Gang's body flew backwards and fell directly from the stage.

As Yuan Gang fell to the ground, everyone was shocked.

Qin Sheng and others couldn't believe their eyes.

The boy named Ye can even defeat the Northwest Iron Fist. This is so fake!

Lang Taojin was also shocked!

His intuition told him that Ye Feng's strength was definitely not that, he was unfathomable.

Lang Taojin walked over and helped Yuan Gang up.

At this time, Yuan Gang looked depressed and ashamed.

Lang Taojin smiled lightly.

"Iron Fist, victory or defeat is a normal matter for a soldier, so don't worry about it. In the battle just now, I saw that your strength is no worse than that of Ye Feng. Ye Feng has the advantage of being young and strong."

"Hey, President Lang, please stop comforting me. They are all excuses. He is indeed stronger than me. I am willing to admit defeat. I no longer care about the position of president of the martial arts association."

Ye Feng jumped off the stage. Yuan Gang slightly bent towards Ye Feng and said, "I'm convinced. I'm convinced that I lost. I wonder what kind of martial arts young people practice?"

"Haha, Iron Fist, as for what kind of martial arts I practice, President Lang knows very well. You can ask him when you have time. After all, he taught me my martial arts."

Hearing this, Yuan Gang was even more shocked and bent slightly towards Lang Taojin.

"President Lang, to be honest, I have always looked down on you and felt that you are not worthy of being the president of this martial arts association. Now, the apprentices you teach are so powerful, but I can't imagine how powerful you are."

Lang Taojin felt a little embarrassed. Judging from Ye Feng's performance on the stage just now, it seemed that he, the so-called master, couldn't beat him.

He smiled faintly and said: "The master is better than the master. His strength has surpassed mine."

"President Lang is really humble, just to give me face. Thank you very much. I'll take my leave."

Yuan Gang had no intention of pursuing the position of president of the Wushu Association. The seven leaders lost their backbone and collapsed instantly.

They came over one after another to apologize to Lang Taojin.

Ye Feng pointed at Qin Zhaojun.

"Tell me, how did Yi Zhongyang contact you to oppose President Lang?"

"It was indeed Yi Zhongyang who contacted us. He gave us one hundred thousand each. The purpose was to get President Lang down. We are blinded by money. We are not human beings."

Ye Feng turned around and suddenly realized that the Yi family's father and son had disappeared.

Ye Feng's intuition told him that there was a story behind the Yi family's father and son.

Ye Feng, Lang Taojin, and Lin Xue walked out of the city that never sleeps.

"Brother Ye, you are a special forces soldier. May I ask which one you belong to?" Lang Taojin suddenly asked.

"I belong to Dragon Soul."

"Do you have a job?"

"team leader."

Upon hearing the word captain, Lang Taojin's eyes widened.

"Shocking, shocking, no wonder he is so awesome!"

Another point, Lang Taojin also knew that Ye Feng used the Black Clothes Technique.

It is even more sophisticated than what he, the star master, uses. This is unscientific!

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