Soldier King's Beautiful Roommate

1Ruan Zhennan's nickname was Iron Hand, which meant that his arm was as solid as steel. When his fist hit a person's body, it was like an iron hammer hitting a person's body.    1

    

Ordinary people would not be able to withstand a punch like this. Even professional boxers would complain after eating his iron fist.    

    

Facing an opponent like Ruan Zhennan, most boxers could only dodge or block. Very few people dared to fight Ruan Zhennan head on.    

    

At this moment, Ruan Zhennan realized that Loong Fei had started to fight him head on. He immediately became excited. He had finally found a place to vent the anger in his body.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

With a punch, Ruan Zhennan's arm flew towards Loong Fei's head with the sound of the wind.    

    

Seeing Ruan Zhennan's fist coming towards him, Loong Fei did not avoid it. Instead, he stretched out his fist and welcomed it.    

    

Bang!    

    

With a dull sound, Loong Fei's fist collided with Ruan Zhennan's fist.    

    

"What? This kid dares to fight me?! He's simply courting death!"    

    

Ruan Zhennan was overjoyed. His iron fist was so powerful that even he himself felt it was terrifying. It was almost 400 pounds of strength. It was not an exaggeration to say that even if he didn't kill a fierce tiger, he could at least kill a wild wolf!    

    

What did it mean to hit a person with 400 pounds of strength? If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be sent flying by this punch.    

    

However, before Ruan Zhennan could rejoice, the pain from the punch surprised him. What he did not expect was that he did not have the slightest advantage in the fight with Loong Fei.    

    

"How is this possible?! The strength of this kid's fist is not any weaker than mine!"    

    

Ruan Zhennan frowned because he did not expect that he would feel pain when he fought with Loong Fei.    

    

Yes, for a long time, Ruan Zhennan didn't know what pain was like. He had been training his fists since he was young, and his fists had lost the perception of ordinary people.    

    

Ruan Zhennan had trained his fists to the level of steel. Even if he broke a steel bar with his bare hands, That's no pressure at all.    

    

However, in the face of Loong Fei's fist, Ruan Zhennan realized that Loong Fei's fist was even harder than steel. This was the first time he felt pain in his fist.    

    

"This guy's iron fist is really fierce. If I didn't use the eighth level of my strength, I would have wasted my arm."    

    

Loong Fei was also secretly surprised. It was rare to see a fist that could exert 400 pounds of strength in a single punch, even in the Battle Dragon Team.    

    

"Good kid, you have guts. How dare you take my punch? But it doesn't matter. I want to see how many punches you can take."    

    

Although Ruan Zhennan didn't have the upper hand in this fight, he felt that perhaps Loong Fei had used all his strength to take his punch. He was afraid that he wouldn't have the strength to take his second punch.    

    

The fights between the fighters on the stage and the fights between them. Ruan Zhennan did not succeed in one punch. He immediately threw a second punch because he did not want to give Loong Fei a chance to catch his breath.    

    

The second punch came. What Ruan Zhennan did not expect was that Loong Fei did not dodge either. Instead, he chose to fight back with his fist.    

    

Bang!    

    

Another dull sound was heard. When Loong Fei took Ruan Zhennan's second punch, the entire audience below the stage began to boil.    

    

"Damn. As expected of the new Fist King of the underground bar. He dares to fight head-on with Iron Hand Ruan Zhennan."    

    

"Isn't that so? The strength of this kid's fist isn't weak either. He didn't even bat an eyelid after taking two punches from Ruan Zhennan. It seems like his fist's strength isn't weak either!"    

    

Initially, the people in the audience didn't have any hope for Loong Fei. They had never even thought that Loong Fei would win. In their opinion, Loong Fei was just a punching bag. He could only take a beating.    

    

However, the situation had changed. Not only did Loong Fei not dodge Ruan Zhennan's iron hand, he had even confronted Ruan Zhennan.    

    

"How is this possible? Not only is the speed of this kid's punch not any slower than mine, the strength of his fist is actually comparable to mine."    

    

This time, Ruan Zhennan could not suppress the shock in his heart. This was the first time in his hundred or so professional boxing career that he had encountered someone who dared to fight him head on.    

    

Ruan Zhennan's iron fist was not blowing. That was because he had been practicing his iron fist since he was young. As a result, his palm was much wider and thicker than an ordinary person's. Its color had been polished for many years, and it was as shiny as steel.    

    

However, Loong Fei's palm was obviously no different from an ordinary person's. In other words, Loong Fei's fist's strength did not come from his fist's physical body.    

    

"The eighth level of strength is actually a tie with this guy? It seems like Ruan Zhennan does not have an undeserved reputation!"    

    

Loong Fei was also very impressed. Although it was very clumsy to compete in fists, he had no choice but to use this method to hide his strength.    

    

"Loong Fei, good job!"    

    

Seeing Loong Fei and Ruan Zhennan fighting back and forth in the arena, the two of them started to fight with their fists. Lu Xueyao sat in the VIP seat and could not help cheering for Loong Fei.    

    

Initially, Lu Xueyao thought that Loong Fei might be defeated by Ruan Zhennan today. But now, it seemed that he did not really only have the ability to dodge.    

    

"Eighth Master, did you see that? Your fist artist is only so-so."    

    

Seeing that Loong Fei and Ruan Zhennan didn't fall into a disadvantageous position, Lei Dong's nervous heart finally relaxed a lot.    

    

"Haha, isn't it just taking a few punches from Iron Hand? What's so great about that? Even if he could take a few punches, he might not be able to keep going."    

    

Luo Tianpeng said with a sneer, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, Ruan Zhennan's boxing match had always been invincible. It had always been smooth and quick, but today's final match had unknowingly lasted for two minutes.    

    

"Isn't it just taking a few punches? Eighth Master, I want to ask you something. In this half a year, how many people have dared to take Ruan Zhennan's iron fist head on?"    

    

A complacent smile appeared on Lei Dong's face, because the confidence he had lost had returned. Since Loong Fei could take Ruan Zhennan's fist, it meant that he had a chance to defeat this guy.    

    

"Mr. Dong, I never ask about the process of doing things, because I only see the result. Let's wait and see! Your boxer will definitely be beaten to the ground."    

    

The expression on Luo Tianpeng's face clearly became somewhat displeased. After all, he did not expect that the boxer who only dared to dodge would actually dare to fight Ruan Zhennan head on.    

    

"Is that so? I would like to see. "Did your boxer fall to the ground, or did my fist fall to the ground?"    

    

The situation in the arena had changed. Lei Dong now had the confidence to speak. Although he wasn't sure if Loong Fei would win, at least Loong Fei had given him hope.