Zhang Kun gasped heavily, and his violent breathing even caused a burst of pain in his chest.

The internal organs were injured, the ribs were broken, there were many bruises all over the body, and there was still a residual bloody breath in the mouth.

Zhang Kun slowly turned around with pain all over his body, at this time, any movement of him would affect the wound on his body, and the intense pain strongly affected Zhang Kun's nerves.

His movements are slow, his strength is small, and his reaction is not sensitive, so to speak, his combat power has been reduced to the minimum, less than two percent, or even one percent.

Looking at Miyamoto Tian Chong again, although it is also miserable, the divine light of his eyes is still the same, although his movements have also decreased, and his strength is not as good as before, but Zhang Kun can feel that he basically retains nearly thirty percent of his combat power.

The same wound, the same wound, had completely different effects for him and Miyamoto Oki.

The physical disparity is responsible for such a disparity.

After all, five months of hard training is still not as good as Miyamoto's thirty years of uninterrupted hard work.

One only has one or two percent of its combat power left, while the other still retains almost thirty percent, and if it continues to fight like this, the result is self-evident.

"After all, it's a few decades away" Zhang Kun muttered a wry smile, but soon Zhang Kun's face turned straight, looking at Miyamoto Tian Chong, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Master Miyamoto, I didn't want to use it, but I didn't expect to be forced to this extent by you, it's amazing.

However, I can only say I'm sorry now, I'm still young and don't want to die yet, and there are still many people waiting for me, so.

Zhang Kun said silently in his heart, then lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly: "Old man, help me"

After speaking, Zhang Kun closed his eyes, and then a figure that ordinary people could not see, with a smile, slowly overlapped with Zhang Kun's body.

In an instant, endless darkness struck, Zhang Kun looked at the familiar endless void around him, curled up slightly and closed his eyes in peace of mind.

"Old man, I'll leave the rest to you. ”

In the ring, when Zhang Kun opened his eyes again, his gaze changed, and his originally sluggish momentum soared again.

Zhang Kun slowly raised his head and looked at the figure opposite, but a trace of vicissitudes flashed on his young face, his bright eyes shone with indescribable glory, and his excitement even made Zhang Kun's pale face suddenly red.

Miyamoto, meet again.

Miyamoto stood in the center of the ring, looking at Zhang Kun who was standing in front of him again with a discerning gaze.

The feeling of sniper locking has disappeared, the oppression of being imminent by death is gone, and he knows that this must be the Chinese's inexplicable sense of honor of the great power of the Celestial Empire.

He had long been aware of this, otherwise he would not dare to come to China alone, after all, no matter how strong his strength was, if he was beaten by three or five grandmasters, he would definitely die.

Sure enough, it's a stupid country, Miyamoto sneered in his heart.

However, when Zhang Kun stood in front of him again, Miyamoto's calm face changed again.

The moment he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, Miyamoto felt as if there was a different person in front of him.

The breath was high, the immature face was filled with vicissitudes, and the bright eyes flashed with a different divine light.

The main thing is that at that moment, a threat of death reappeared.

Miyahonda Chong's muscles tightened all over his body, and in his gaze, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Kun's face, and then in an instant, Zhang Kun's figure suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Miyamoto's eyes froze, and his right hand slashed to the right side without thinking.

But before his right hand fell, he saw a leg shadow swept his waist ribs, a huge force, Miyamoto was kicked out hard, and then a figure followed, not waiting for Miyamoto to land, an elbow blow slammed Miyamoto to the ground.

The form in the ring changed abruptly, the original evenly matched, and even the scene where Zhang Kun fell slightly changed abruptly, when he stood up again after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Kun seemed to have changed as a person, and the strength that had fallen sharply seemed to have been restored at that moment.

His body was agile again, his strength was strong again, and his reflexes seemed to be back to his best.

Previously, with the lack of physical fitness, Zhang Kun was gradually beaten by Miyamoto Tian Chong faintly and turned into a one-sided situation at this time, and Miyamoto was ravaged by Zhang Kun.

Everyone in the ring was dumbfounded, and some even couldn't come back to their senses for a while, and some people rubbed their eyes desperately, thinking that they were hallucinating.

However, no matter what, in the ring, Miyamoto Tian Chong was still beaten hard by Zhang Kun, and Zhang Kun seemed to be possessed by a god.

Miyamoto is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is facing Zhang Kun at this time, a person who has been different from ordinary people since he was a child.

Superpowers, specific functional mutations, or whatever

In short, from the moment Zhang Kun saw his soul, it meant that he would no longer be an ordinary person.

Fighting against Miyamoto, he was covered in pain, and the pain caused by his every move seriously affected Zhang Kun's strength.

However, Old Man Liang possessed himself and controlled Zhang Kun's body, but he would not feel Zhang Kun's pain, so he could give better play to Zhang Kun's strength.

Even if Zhang Kun's physical condition is not at its peak, it is still no problem for Old Man Liang to play fifty percent at this time.

Zhang Kun's peak strength of fifty percent, against Miyamoto Tian Chong Sancheng's combat power, the result was that Miyamoto was completely ravaged by Old Man Liang.

In the ring, Miyamoto vomited blood, lying on the ground with countless disbelief in his eyes, looking at Zhang Kun with a sneer on his face under the sun.

Why is this happening.

He couldn't understand that a guy who was so weak that he could take his life at any time could be so fierce in the blink of an eye.

Secret doping

No, it can't be, how can there be such a secret method, and doping definitely doesn't have such a powerful effect.

Miyahonda's eyes widened.

And Zhang Kun, coldly looking at Miyamoto Tian Chong, who was beaten by him and lost his mobility, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, the anger that had been haunting his heart for several years, chagrin, and self-blame finally slowly began to dissipate.

Zhang Kun looked at Miyahonda Chong, who was paralyzed on the ground, and then his body jumped up violently, and he fell into the sky with a punch.

On the ground, Miyamoto closed his eyes in despair.

It's over.

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