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This was a flash of light in the eyes of everyone, but in Zhang Heng's eyes it was as slow as slow motion. With his foot splitting, Ba Song's body rolled out like a broken sack and blood splattered!

"Ba Song!" The remaining five Muay Thai disciples snarled, staring at Zhang Heng with red eyes, the killing intention released even made the company executives involuntarily leave Zhang Heng within five or six meters, for fear of being dreadful. Spitefulness spreads!

"Who are you!" The paranoid old man named Wang Shengkang stared at Zhang Heng. "You can count on Fei Basong as a master. What kind of school are you and why have I never seen you!"

Zhang Heng frowned. Where did he know about these things in the world of arts, he had to say, "I have no clue, but I just picked up a martial arts cheat sheet when I was young."

"You nonsense!" Wang Shengkang snorted. "The real Chinese arts does not have the guidance of a master. If you just miss a link, you will die and become disabled. I don't believe you can master what you are today!"

"Believe it or not, but the facts still matter." Zhang Heng took the first two steps, showing fierce light in his eyes. "In short, the strongest martial arts will never fail Muay Thai, let alone you."

"Crazy!" With Wang Shengkang's sneer, a man in his thirties who had almost no fat on his muscles stood out. He took two steps forward and tied a twine to his head with both hands. I don't know how many layers of cloth are wrapped around it, forming a thick circle.

"I'm nick, and I will take revenge for my younger brother." The man said in substandard Chinese.

"I will also show you what is the real Chinese martial arts."

Zhang Heng's heart collapsed. He was only trying to save Li Yiru. After all, he couldn't just watch the other person seriously injured if he clearly had the ability to save the other person. But now that he has saved the other party, it is impossible for him to drop the load immediately, which is even more of a laughingstock.

As a result, Zhang Heng had to bite the bullet and make a guest appearance of a martial arts master.

At this time, everyone was looking at Zhang Heng in shock. Even Zhang Xin and Yang Yang were aggressive. No one thought that this seemingly ordinary youth turned out to be a master of national art!

Li Jianguo and Li Yiru were also very puzzled. He looked at his father and asked in a low voice, "This kid really knows Guoshu?"

"I found it when he entered the door." However, Mr. Li looked like this long ago. "Although he has converged, I found that his breath is quite long. It should have been practiced for several years. "

"So, can he hit that nick?" The disciples of Master Li also returned with their heads covered with blood, one of the young men who called the other silly could not help asking.

"I'm afraid he isn't an opponent, but since he stood out, he still has some reliance on coming. If he is not, you will rescue him immediately." Father Li solemnly.

"Yes!"

Nick made a Muay Thai standard arm-raising hand-waiting style, waiting for Zhang Heng to make a move, but Zhang Heng just went forward and waited for the opponent to make his first move.

"What are you doing?" Nick frowned.

"Wait for you, you come." Zhang Heng replied.

"Master, what does he mean now?" The young man asked again.

Mr. Li touched his chin, revealing the unpredictable color, "This should be the legendary" no move wins a move ". I did not expect Zhang Heng's friends have reached such a state, I am afraid there is no problem in protecting themselves."

"That's it ..." The audience around Father Li was suddenly realized.

"Brazily!" Nick revealed, and his feet suddenly stepped, and a huge force burst into Zhang Heng's body like lightning, while raising his arms, his elbows fell like an iron cone!

However, the movement that almost ordinary people ca n’t see clearly is like slow motion in Zhang Heng ’s eyes. He just wanted to punch the other side with a punch, but felt that this was too inappropriate, so he changed his attack to defensive, and his arms suddenly rose Lifting directly held the opponent's elbow!

"Pretty!" Father Li revealed his admiration with his eyes. "Instead of dodging directly, he would stand up to the attack from a close distance. This requires a lot of self-confidence to do it!"

Nick was shocked. Then he knew that the opponent was even stronger than himself. He quickly withdrew his arms and hit his right fist at Zhang Heng's jaw at a tricky angle. Once he hits, I am afraid that it will cause severe concussion. Serious people were killed on the spot!

Zhang Heng frowned. He raised his palm to block instead of attacking, but while he blocked the opponent, suddenly, a strange force suddenly poured into his palm, rushing into his body along his arm!

Almost instantly, the capillaries of my palm burst, and at the same time, the cuffs uttered a slap, turning into thousands of fragments.

"Not good, it's dark!"

Father Li suddenly changed his face and shouted, "Go and save people!"

Everyone was also shocked, especially Master Li ’s disciples, all of which changed their appearances—dark power, which is a skill that can be practiced by master-level figures. If ordinary boxing power is to attack people's bodies, then dark power, To attack the internal organs of people!

And Mr. Li himself only practiced his dark energy in his forties, and therefore he became one of the 26 masters of contemporary Chinese martial arts! And this nick, but thirty years old, has also developed a secret strength that ordinary martial arts practitioners can't practice in a lifetime?

Zhang Heng's brow frowned slightly. If it was an ordinary person, there was almost no hope of life in this dark energy, but for him, he could not hurt himself at all, and he saw a slight shock in the muscles that controlled his arm. Suddenly the external force was removed. At this time Zhang Heng was still holding the opponent's fist. He simply tore it apart and tore the cloth wrapped around the opponent's hand directly. Suddenly, a black painted metal finger The tiger came out!

Zhang Heng sneered, no wonder the cloth around the palm of his opponent was so thick, he turned his palm into a claw again, and slammed the finger of the opponent off the palm of his hand!

The electro-optic flint that happened all the time from Zhang Heng's arm cuffs to his removal of the opponent's finger tiger. The total time was less than one second. When everyone returned to God, Zhang Heng already held the opponent's finger tiger. In the hands!

"Okay!" Grandpa Li shouted loudly, "Well, a little friend Zhang, even practiced secret power!"

Only dark energy can resist dark energy!

The crowd was even more shocked. From ancient times to today, there are so few people who have learned the dark power. Anyone who has learned the dark power can be called a master of national art, and Zhang Heng was only in his early twenties. Come in secretly?

"Who the **** are you!" Seeing that even his weapon was taken away by the other party, Nick was frightened and couldn't help but pose in defense.

"I said, I will let you see what is the real Chinese martial arts!" Zhang Heng sneered, and squeezed with his right hand, he even creaked, squeezing his fingers into a group under the eyes of everyone!

Not only that, a small number of deformed finger tigers even squeezed out of Zhang Heng's fingers, as if Zhang Heng's pinch was not a hard iron product at all, but a piece of mud!

"Holding iron is like mud!"

Father Li took a sip of air-conditioning, "It turned out to be the legendary iron grip! The sky has eyes, and in my lifetime, I have seen epic martial arts masters!"

This time, even those who do n’t understand martial arts are extremely horrified. They can pinch a piece of ferroalloy like this. Even idiots know how horrible they are. This hand can be pinched wherever they want. Still not a pool of minced meat?

"Impossible!" And Wang Shengkang on the other side looked dull. He looked at Zhang Heng, and looked at his disciple, nick, to point to a tiger. He didn't dare to talk, "You have really reached the legendary grip Realm like mud? "

"Is it just holding an iron like mud?" Zhang Heng snorted, and suddenly punched his fist, rushing towards Nick! Like Nick, he quickly resisted, but Zhang Heng stopped suddenly half a meter away from Nick!

Nick froze, didn't say anything, just felt a force passed directly to his face, and immediately he shivered and fell to the ground spraying nosebleeds!

"This is ..." Father Li was surprised again, and didn't want to show horror, but for a long time, he couldn't imagine what kind of realm it was, so he had to be stiff there, his eyes widened!

"Master, what is this realm?" The young man who called the other silly-forced man continued to ask.

Father Li was so angry that the ghost knew what the realm was. He gave the youth a stern glance and yelled, "If you do n’t learn anything, you do n’t understand anything. You usually practice martial arts. Have you been trained on dogs? Look at people, look at you again! Go back and practice my boxing a hundred times today! "

"Impossible!" Nick was shocked, and quickly got up, he touched his nose, and looked at Zhang Heng one meter away, almost thinking that he had hallucinations! The students and brothers behind him were even more horrified, one by one could not help but step back.

"Just punches can hurt people, this kid is just a monster!"

Zhang Heng felt that the last move was a bit overdone. He was directly attacking the opponent with his mental strength. Originally, he thought that Mr. Li would utter the realm of "Turtle-style qigong". Who knew the realm of this move? With a dry cough, he retracted his arm and turned towards the crowd.

At this time, Wang Shengkang seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to his knees completely. "Impossible, how could my new Muay Thai lose, impossible!"

What seemed to come to mind, Wang Shengkang looked at Zhang Heng's back fiercely again, "Will you use Chinese martial arts? Say, what martial arts do you use!"

"This trick is called-Chinese Pride! Chinese Pride!"

Zhang Heng's voice seemed to come from outside the world, Wang Shengkang stunned, and tasted these nine characters. Suddenly, he seemed to be awakened, and fell to his knees, tears streaming down.

"Originally, is China's martial arts the number one in the world? Am I really wrong?" (To be continued.) 2k novel reading network