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"Let's compete here. Remember, the competition is over!" Yang Weihong reminded again.

Yang Jun and Er Gouzi nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with Yang Weihong's opinion. Then, the two sides began to distance themselves and prepared for a fight.

"Master Yang, please be merciful!" Ergouzi said, cupping his hands.

Yang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Don't take my identity into account, let go and fight!"

Hearing Yang Jun's words, Er Gouzi recalled that when he competed with Liu Tianlang before, Liu Tianlang also said this to him. Don't take too much into account when fighting. Don't be affected by my identity.

Show your strength!

This sentence gave Ergouzi a great enlightenment, so he was particularly profound about this sentence.

"So similar, you are so similar to him." Ergouzi murmured.

Of course, Yang Jun knew what Er Gouzi meant when he said they were too similar, and he didn't point it out at the moment. He opened up his stance and said, "Come on, I'm going to take action!" As he said that, he used both feet to exert force and flew out fiercely.

, and went straight in the direction of Ergouzi.

Seeing Yang Jun running towards him, Ergouzi's eyes narrowed. He had not fought against Yang Jun many times and could not predict Yang Jun's next move, so he could only stand where he was to store up his strength so as not to react.

Ever changing!

"Drink!" Yang Jun shouted, came two meters in front of Ergouzi, jumped high, and kicked sideways in the air!

When Er Gouzi saw this, he quickly bent down and rolled on the ground to avoid Yang Jun's blow.

Yang Jun seemed to have expected that Er Gouzi would use such a defensive move. When he turned sideways in the air, his body suddenly turned like a top spinning rapidly in the air, and he suddenly rolled towards where Er Gouzi was.

Press down.

When Er Gouzi saw this, he secretly thought something bad. Although he didn't know why Yang Jun knew his tricks so well, he couldn't think too much at the critical moment. He put his hands on the ground and kicked his legs violently, like a cheetah, suddenly

Fly out.

"Drink!" Yang Jun's thigh hit the ground hard, making a big hole in the ground. He couldn't believe what would happen if this kick really hit Er Gouzi.

What about the tragedy?

"Hiss~" Yang Weihong and Yang Zhenling who were watching on the side took a breath of cold air. With just brute force, they were able to smash a small hole in the cement-paved ground with just one kick. With such strength, the entire China has

How many people can do it? I believe that you also know that the legendary warriors can do it, right?

After Ergouzi flew out, he suddenly turned over, his hands in the shape of claws, like a tiger, rushing towards Yang Jun like a hungry wolf.

A trace of disdain flashed across the corner of Yang Jun's mouth. He slapped the ground with one hand and stood firmly on the ground. Looking at Er Gouzi who suddenly attacked him, he took two steps forward in despair. Just before Er Gouzi

When Er Gouzi came to Yang Jun forcefully, Er Gouzi just wanted to attack Yang Jun. Unexpectedly, Yang Jun's body suddenly leaned forward, his movements were as flexible as a water snake, and his big hands quickly wrapped around Er Gouzi's arm.

, he lifted his feet, hit Er Gouzi's chest hard with his shoulder, grabbed Er Gouzi's clothes with both hands and yanked suddenly, and a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw happened at this moment.

Ergouzi's center of gravity was unstable. He wanted to take precautions, but Yang Jun's movements were too fast. Before he could react, a feeling of soaring occurred spontaneously, followed by a pain in his back.

The whole person fell to the ground hard, and then a big hand clamped down on his neck, making him breathless!

"Last time you laughed at me and I didn't even have the strength to throw you over my shoulder. This time I'll let you taste what it's like to fall over your shoulder in my hands!" Yang Jun lay on the ground beside Er Gouzi.

said beside him.

Er Gouzi's face began to turn red, and his lower body was struggling. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and his hands no longer tried to open Yang Jun's big hand, but formed a claw shape and moved quickly towards Yang Jun's head.

Catch him.

Received the sudden attack from Er Gouzi, Yang Jun's head quickly turned away, but Er Gouzi's big hand was chasing Yang Jun's head like the god of death.

Yang Jun knew that this was not the way to go. He let go of his hand and rolled a few times on the ground. He was already two meters away from Ergouzi.

Ergouzi turned over like a crucian carp and twisted his neck. Not only did his face not show any signs of anger, but he was slightly excited. "Since the death of my brother who worshiped me, I have never had the chance to compete with a master like you. Today I have a chance."

I will spar with you until I have all the fun!"

Yang Jun shrugged indifferently and said: "Although your level is not as high as mine, you can still be considered a rare opponent, so feel free to accept the moves!" After Yang Jun finished speaking, he moved his feet and his body was like

It was as if he was flying. He was running so fast that under the illumination of the street lights, only a series of afterimages could be seen.

"What a fast speed!" Ergouzi's face was full of shock when he saw Yang Jun showing off his skills. If this speed is compared with the blood wolf, it is probably even worse, right?

About fifty meters away from the battle, an old father and son from the Yang family were whispering to each other.

"Zhen Ling, this--is this my good grandson who does nothing and is cynical all day long?" Seeing Yang Jun's speed, Yang Weihong was completely shocked. If this speed were placed in the Olympics, the world would be different.

Who can compete with him? At that time, Yang Jun was definitely a popular figure all over the world, breaking the world's running speed!

Yang Zhenling shook his head and said, "Weird, so weird!"

After hearing what Yang Zhenling said, Yang Weihong asked: "Weird? Where to start?"

"Being able to possess this super-god strength, even if Xiaojun has been gifted since childhood, it will not be possible to freeze three feet in a day. Without years of accumulation, it will be difficult to achieve this super height. Therefore,

Dad, do you understand what I mean?" Yang Zhenling said meaningfully.

Yang Weihong trembled slightly. After all, he is a person who does big things. Of course he knows what Yang Zhenling means. He said: "Zhenling, according to what you said, he may not be..."

Yang Zhenling made a stop gesture, signaling Yang Weihong to stop talking, and said: "Dad, do you believe that there is such a thing as soul rebirth in this world!?"

"What?" Hearing Yang Zhenling's words, Yang Weihong was even more shocked. Did the four ridiculous words "soul rebirth" really come from his own son's mouth? No, Zhenling has a mature and steady character. Before every word he said,

, they all thought it over carefully, and now Zhen Ling said this for no reason, then there must be some reason!

"Zhen Ling, why do you ask this?" Yang Weihong said.

Yang Zhenling's smiling face showed a smile, a helpless smile! "Except for this, I can't think of any reason!"