Soldier King's Beautiful Roommate

Upon hearing Loong Fei's words, Ruan Zhennan was immediately enraged. He was the champion of more than a hundred rounds of boxing matches, but Loong Fei did not put him in his eyes.    

"I said that you are not worthy because you are not strong enough. If you are strong enough, I will be convinced even if I lose."    

Loong Fei raised his eyes and looked like he was provoking Loong Fei. It seemed like he had never taken this fight seriously.    

Ruan Zhennan had never taken this boxing match seriously, because he knew his own strength. It was hard to find an opponent in the entire Luofu Region.    

However, he was such a boxing champion. Thinking that tonight's boxing match was related to the qualification to enter the competition between the boxing champions of Loyalty Hall, he attached great importance to it. Up until now, he had not underestimated his opponent at all.    

Knowing that Loong Fei was the boxer who defeated Gu Shouyu, Ruan Zhennan made up his mind to beat Loong Fei with all his strength. But in the end, Loong Fei did not put him in his eyes at all.    

"Whether I am strong or not, I will let you know immediately. Tonight, I will let you lie on the arena forever."    

Ruan Zhennan was furious. He was completely furious. Although it was normal to beat someone to death on the stage. However, Ruan Zhennan wasn't the kind of boxer who would randomly kill people.    

However, after hearing what Loong Fei said, he couldn't hold it anymore. Perhaps, only by killing Loong Fei in the arena would he be able to convince Loong Fei.    

When he saw a trace of killing intent flash in Ruan Zhennan's eyes, Loong Fei no longer acted carelessly. He took a deep breath and immediately activated the Genuine Qi in his body.    

Loong Fei was able to have such strength now, so naturally, he was in the army with him for eight years. Apart from training his strong body and tenacious willpower, more importantly, he had also mastered a set of skills.    

If he only relied on his physical strength, no matter how strong Loong Fei was, he would not be able to fight against a hundred people alone.    

"Brat, go to hell!"    

Waving his iron fist, Ruan Zhennan no longer held back. His tall body quickly pounced towards Loong Fei.    

It had to be said that Ruan Zhennan was one of those extremely strong fighters. His iron arms were made of steel and copper bones. It was said that when he swung his fist, his strength was almost four hundred kilograms.    

Most importantly, not only was the strength of Ruan Zhennan's fist fierce, the speed at which he punched was also extremely fast. It was said that he could punch five times per second on average, and he could reach seven times when he was at his fastest.    

The iron fist that was swung suddenly smashed towards Loong Fei's head along with the sound of the tiger's wind. If it was an ordinary person, this punch would probably be able to smash Loong Fei's head into pieces.    

Facing such a punch, Loong Fei slightly tilted his body and dodged it in a very dangerous manner. However, the fist wind that was brought up by the fist actually caused Loong Fei's face to feel a wave of pain.    

"What a powerful fist. No wonder people call it the Iron Hand."    

Loong Fei felt a wave of admiration in his heart when he dodged Ruan Zhennan's fierce punch. After all, it would take him ten years or eight years to refine such a pair of fists.    

"Ai! Good fellow, his reaction speed is actually so fast!"    

Ruan Zhennan was shocked when he realized that his punch had missed. He was usually facing those boxers. Very few people can avoid their fists so easily.    

Those boxers who could not avoid their fists would mostly take the momentum to parry. In the end, they would naturally take his punch head on. Those who were slightly weaker would basically have their arms broken on the spot by his iron fist.    

Loong Fei dared not to defend under his iron fist's attack. Instead, he dodged it directly. This was definitely not something an ordinary boxer could do.    

The result of dodging was undoubtedly that he was at a disadvantage. It would be better if he avoided it. If he could not avoid it in time, he would have been hit in the head by his fist. Even if he did not die, he would probably have to stay in the hospital for the rest of his life.    

Indeed, if such an iron fist was only hit in the arm, the most serious injury would only be a fracture. But if he was hit in the head, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to keep his life.    

Just as Ruan Zhennan had expected, Loong Fei would undoubtedly be at a disadvantage if he dodged his fist. Ruan Zhennan naturally wouldn't give Loong Fei a chance. Immediately after, another fist smashed over.    

This was the way of a boxing match. It was a competition of strength and strength. Whoever was fast enough would win.    

Ruan Zhennan would never give Loong Fei a chance to fight back before his punch hit him. He threw another fast and ruthless punch at Loong Fei.    

In the face of Ruan Zhennan's overbearing and fast punch, ordinary boxers would basically be beaten if they could withstand it. Therefore, most of the boxers who fought against Ruan Zhennan would be beaten to the ground by his iron fist in less than a minute.    

Some of the stronger boxers would rely on their own ability to resist the punches to fight against Ruan Zhennan for a period of time. Then, they would find an opportunity to fight back.    

If the difference in strength was too great, after receiving a few punches from Ruan Zhennan, they would instantly lose their combat strength, and then be smashed to the ground by Ruan Zhennan's iron fist.    

"Stinking brat, now you know how powerful I am!"    

After a few fierce punches, Loong Fei's body kept dodging backwards. At first glance, Ruan Zhennan clearly had the upper hand, as if Loong Fei had no strength to defend himself.    

"This Ruan Zhennan is really powerful. He can't even defeat Loong Fei."    

"Isn't that so? The title of Iron Hand isn't just for show. He is from the Fist King."    

In the audience, the guests were used to it. In their opinion, it was already impressive that Loong Fei could avoid a few punches from Ruan Zhennan.    

"Loong Fei, you didn't disappoint me. Your reaction speed is the fastest I have ever seen."    

As the saying goes, a layman watching a show, an expert watching the show, and a sunglasses man sitting in the most remote position. When he saw that Loong Fei easily dodged Ruan Zhennan's iron fist, he immediately felt a little excited in his heart.    

Indeed, Loong Fei's reaction speed was fast. Perhaps ordinary people did not even think about this problem, but to a martial artist, the fact that he could dodge Ruan Zhennan's iron fist meant that his reaction speed was faster than Ruan Zhennan's.    

Why were those who were knocked down by Ruan Zhennan on the stage? Their fists might not be much weaker than Ruan Zhennan's, but they had no way to defend themselves. It was because Ruan Zhennan's punch was too fast that they didn't have time to react.    

However, Loong Fei was different. Although he did not attack, avoiding Ruan Zhennan's fist was already a shocking thing.    

"If it wasn't for hiding your strength, would you dare to confront me with your strength and speed?"    

Avoiding Ruan Zhennan's fist, Tonight, his goal was very simple. That was to defeat Ruan Zhennan.    

"Stinking brat, let's see how long you can hide!"    

Ruan Zhennan was a boxer with extremely high physical fitness. His physical strength was very strong. Under a fierce attack, he did not lack any physical strength at all. Instead, he became more and more fierce as he fought.