Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

"Hmph, it seems that you really don't understand what the two words "Boxing God" mean?" The East Asian Boxing God crossed his arms, and his arms shone with a cold metallic luster.

Regardless of his supernatural powers, he has been worshiping Master Nanchan as his teacher since he was a child and practiced in an ancient temple in Thailand.

Not only has he practiced fighting skills such as Muay Thai to the point of pure passion, but he has also practiced grappling, fighting, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and other modern techniques to an incredible level.

That's why he is called the God of Boxing!

"Boss Li, is the East Asian Boxing God really that scary?" A big man named Zhang asked another big man named Li next to him.

This big man surnamed Li is the seventh among the eight masters of Goryeo, and he is also a person who is proficient in boxing.

"It's more than amazing!" The boss named Li sighed, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

"But I think Mr. Luo's attack just now was very fierce, wasn't it?" the boss surnamed Zhang asked doubtfully.

"It's different. Do you know who the East Asian Boxing God has been as his sparring partner since he was ten years old?"

"Adult Bengal tiger!" Mr. Li said slowly.

"What, fighting an adult Bengal tiger at the age of ten?" The boss named Zhang was obviously shocked. After all, to most people, a ten-year-old can only be considered a child!

But at that time, the East Asian boxing god was actually about to fight a Bengal tiger?

How terrible is this?

"He is known as the most talented boxer in the past century!"

"What do you think the God of Boxing represents?"

"His disciples are all over the world, whether they are Tibetans living in seclusion in the Himalayas, guards in the desert along the Nile River, or even princes of the Dubai royal family, they all have his disciples!" The boss surnamed Li obviously knows all these things.

"What's more, he also has the power of steeling?"

"Isn't that right?" The boss named Zhang looked at Luo Chen worriedly.

"Oh, actually, maybe Mr. Rong elected the wrong person." The boss surnamed Li shook his head and looked at the venue.

He was not optimistic about Luo Chen, or he was not optimistic about Luo Chen at all, even though Luo Chen had just beaten Andre with a crushing attitude.

And when they said this, even the boss named Zhang became a little worried.

And this is exactly the time when the East Asian Boxing God’s sentence, which you may not understand, what the Boxing God represents, comes to fruition.

"It's just some Kung Fu of a three-legged cat. How dare you call yourself a boxing god?" Luo Chen shook his head.

He was once an Immortal Master, and he had countless real magical boxing skills in the immortal world, such as the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, the Opening of the World Fist, etc. These boxing skills were proud of the Nine Heavens, invincible, and could even break a large world with one punch.

But without exception, no one dares to call himself a boxing god.

Nowadays, if a little mortal pretends to be a boxing god, Luo Chen will naturally disdain him.

But as soon as these words were spoken, many people frowned and looked at Luo Chen and secretly shook their heads.

Because Luo Chen's words were a bit arrogant, after all, he was the East Asian boxing god!

"Luo, no matter how powerful you are, you shouldn't talk like this!" Fourth Master Rong accused him excitedly.

"Young man, you've passed. You do have some strength, but you shouldn't humiliate me like this!" The East Asian Boxing God's eyes were ice-cold.

"No, you're wrong. I didn't humiliate you. In fact, I praised you. After all, I didn't directly say you were trash!" Luo Chen said calmly.

But in the huge hall, no one said anything more.

Even some people who supported Luo Chen before were looking at Luo Chen with frowns.

This is no longer excessive.

"You will regret saying this!" The East Asian Boxing God gritted his teeth and said almost every word.

"I regret it a little. In fact, in my eyes, your so-called boxing skills are indeed rubbish!"

In front of the East Asian boxing god, say his boxing skills are rubbish?

Even if Master Nanchan, the East Asian boxing god, is here, he wouldn’t dare to speak like this, right?

After all, no matter what you say, he is still a boxing god!

"Not convinced, are you?"

"Give you a chance, and I will fight you with my boxing skills!" Luo Chen looked proudly at the East Asian boxing god who was already shaking with anger.

What Luo Chen said was true, but to the East Asian boxing god, it was an insult to him.

Not only do you look down on his boxing skills, but you also want to fight him with his best boxing skills?

"Here, Boss Li, do you think Mr. Luo is crazy?" A layman like Mr. Zhang felt that Luo Chen's words were a bit excessive.

"Alas, those who don't know are fearless. How old is he? What does he know?" The boss surnamed Li sighed and shook his head.

Originally, Luo Chen's violent beating of Andre made the boss named Li look at him with admiration, but now after these arrogant words, the boss named Li felt that Luo Chen was really too ignorant.

"Even if my grandpa is here, he wouldn't dare to compete with the East Asian boxing god. This man named Luo is really too crazy!" Andre has been helped aside at this moment, but he is still in an extremely embarrassed state.

"Who in Asia dares to compete with him?"

"What a shameless statement!"

"The people next to me are right. You are the first person in Asia who dares to say that if you compare fists with me, I will make you die ugly!" As soon as the voice of the East Asian Boxing God fell to the ground, he suddenly stepped on the ground.

There was a sudden crash, the marble floor exploded, and then it was blown up.

Then a pair of iron fists shining with silvery white light struck Luo Chen.

"Boom!"

The violent impact caused the surrounding glass to shatter.

And the air wave directly overturned a large group of people.

"Huh?" The East Asian Boxing God let out a light sigh.

"No wonder you dare to talk to me like that. It turns out that there were two blows. Yes, you were able to catch my punch without breaking your arm!" The East Asian Boxing God praised him.

"However, I was just warming up, and I wasn't serious!" After saying this, the East Asian boxing god rushed forward again.

"Boom!"

This time, the force was stronger and the impact was greater. The whole building shook a little, and many people became unsteady.

This time the East Asian Boxing God frowned slightly.

Because he used five points of force, but Luo Chen still stood there and didn't move at all!

This is somewhat unreasonable.

"I don't care about you, but I don't believe you can block my real attack!" The East Asian Boxing God was angry this time.

In an instant, he stepped forward, his fists almost sparkling with sparks, boom, boom, boom.

The dense fists fell like raindrops.

"Three hundred punches, one thousand, five thousand, eight thousand!"

"Ten thousand!" Someone was counting, showing a look of horror.

In just thirty seconds, the East Asian boxing god punched almost ten thousand punches!

How terrifying is this?

But what's even more terrifying is that every punch was received by Luo Chen.

"Is this your full strength?"

"I hope you have a backup plan, otherwise you will let me down!"