Zhao Jianguo saw that Jiang Zhenwu actually took a step back and immediately punched and fought hard with himself, and there was also a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then a trace of disdain flashed, and secretly said that Jiang Zhenwu didn't know the height of the sky!

This punch is a punch by Zhao Jianguo's internal strength.

The internal force is blessed in the muscles and veins, which will greatly strengthen the explosive power of the limbs, which is the realm that many martial artists are pursuing, and it is stronger than relying solely on musculoskeletal explosive power!

However, to cultivate internal strength, it is not something that ordinary fist and foot kung fu can do, and the qualification requirements for martial artists are also higher, almost one in a hundred, among hundreds of martial artists, it would be good to have one who cultivated internal strength.

Zhao Jianguo is one of the best in a hundred.

And Jiang Zhenwu does not have the breath of internal force, this is a special induction only that only martial artists with internal force, the induction between internal forces.

Therefore, Zhao Jianguo believes that he can solve Jiang Zhenwu, a kid who doesn't know whether to live or die, with one punch.

A martial artist who has cultivated internal strength is almost crushing a martial artist without internal strength in terms of strength, unless he cultivates his external strength to the realm of condensing his strength.

Condensing the force into strength, to a certain extent, can resist the internal force, and even cultivate the strength to the depths is not weaker than the internal force.

Zhao Jianguo would never have imagined that Jiang Zhenwu's punch, although it seemed to be hasty, was also a full shot, and the giant elephant turned into an unreserved display, and a trace of giant elephant strength was condensed on his fist, which he realized when dealing with the giant wolf and beast of Freljord!

Between the lights and flints!

The two of them touched each other in the blink of an eye.

The smug look on Zhao Jianguo's face suddenly froze, and there was already a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Rumble......

The two of them intertwined their forces and let out a roar like an explosion in the air.

Then, the two of them just retreated at the same time!

Jiang Zhenwu took two steps back, his fists were numb, and his muscles and muscles were tingling, but he was still like a rainbow.

Zhao Jianguo, the president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association on the opposite side, took a step back, and quickly put his palm behind his back, his five fingers trembled slightly, and the internal force in his body that had been condensed for decades was already disordered in the meridians, and he couldn't quickly condense his strength again, and his whole arm was numb.

The scene became quiet.

Zhu Yong and the young man who followed Zhao Jianguo, as well as the few martial arts association masters who came out of the door to greet Zhao Jianguo, were silent at this moment, and looked at the two people in the field with bated breath.

No one could have imagined it.

This eighteen-year-old boy who had just joined the Wushu Association was able to fight hard with Zhao Jianguo, who had dominated the Zhonghai Wushu Association for six or seven years, but the result was an equal ending.

Although Jiang Zhenwu took one more step back, everyone knows that Jiang Zhenwu suffered a big loss without internal strength, and one more step back is nothing.

On the contrary, Zhao Jianguo, fighting Jiang Zhenwu's giant elephant strength with internal strength, suffered a secret loss, it seemed to take a step back, but in fact, the combat effectiveness had dropped by more than half for the time being, and now if the two of them do it again, he is definitely not Jiang Zhenwu's opponent!

The giant elephant strength is different from the strength condensed by the ordinary inner fist, it is a strong offensive strength, without any special attributes, just like the giant elephant, dignified and upright to overwhelm people!

Since then, the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association has one more top master who can be equal to the president, this is Jiang Zhenwu, who is only eighteen years old!

"President Zhao, concede!"

Jiang Zhenwu looked at Zhao Jianguo, clenched his fists lightly, and said solemnly.

Zhao Jianguo also clenched his fists gently, his right hand was still congested and red, his eyes stared at Jiang Zhenwu with dead eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I don't dare to accept it, Brother Jiang is young, but he has already reached the realm of inner fist cohesion, and the old man is also very admired, not only Brother Jiang is a master? There is such a master in Zhonghai, I, Zhao Jianguo, as the president of the Martial Arts Association, do not know it, and it is my dereliction of duty to neglect this master, and I hope Brother Jiang will tell me that I will visit him one day." ”

Jiang Zhenwu's face was calm, and he said lightly: "Who is my master, President Zhao doesn't need to ask, because even if I tell you, you don't know me." Does Chairman Zhao still have any questions about Vice President Li?"

The people in the surrounding martial arts associations all looked at Zhao Jianguo!

Almost everyone knew that Zhao Jianguo was here to find a place to avenge Li Jinyuan, so he took the initiative to attack Jiang Zhenwu, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Jiang Zhenwu, who seems to be young, turned out to be a young master who did not lose to Zhao Jianguo.

Then, Li Jinyuan's fate is obvious.

Zhao Jianguo looked at Jiang Zhenwu and said softly: "When Vice President Li and Brother Jiang were fighting, they were accidentally injured by Brother Jiang. ”

Sure enough, that's it!

Zhu Yong and the others all showed expressions of understanding, and Li Jinyuan was abandoned.

Jiang Zhenwu also smiled slightly, and said: "Sure enough, President Zhao is reasonable, so if there is nothing to do, I will leave first, I am still a student, and I have to go to school to study." ”

Chairman Zhao's face regained his calmness, nodded, and said to Zhu Yong, "Zhu Yong, you send Brother Jiang on my behalf." ”

Zhu Yong agreed, respectfully led the way in front, called a special car from the Martial Arts Association, and planned to send Jiang Zhenwu back to school.

Seeing Jiang Zhenwu leave, Zhao Jianguo's expression became iron-blue, his breathing became short, he looked at the others left and right, snorted coldly, and walked directly to his own exclusive residence inside.

Zhu Yong drove the car himself, looked at Jiang Zhenwu who was sitting there in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sigh that this young man's heart was really big, and he seriously injured the vice president as soon as he came, and he fought hard with the chairman again after a while, but now he seems to have done a trivial thing.

He couldn't help but say: "Brother Jiang, President Li and President Zhao have a very good relationship, and there is a legend that they are from the same school, but President Li has not received the true biography and is only a registered disciple, but the two are also considered brothers. Therefore, you seriously injured Chairman Lee, be careful in the future, President Zhao is not such a generous person. ”

Jiang Zhenwu looked at the scenery outside the window and said indifferently: "I'm not afraid of him, he is coming, and I will follow." ”

Zhu Yong was suddenly helpless, feeling that Jiang Zhenwu's character was really too hard, although it was said that young people should indeed have sharpness, but it was too rigid and easy to break.

"Brother Jiang, sometimes you have to be a little more low-key, let the past things, don't worry about it, in the rivers and lakes, it's not good to be too careful. ”

Zhu Yong said persuasively.

Jiang Zhenwu shook his head, not caring about this topic, the way of doing things is determined by his current way of martial arts, naturally it is impossible to change, if it changes, he will not be able to reach the peak of martial arts training all the way.

He asked instead, "Mr. Zhu, how did the president of our martial arts association come about? Was it designated above? Or was it elected by everyone?"

Zhu Yong replied: "Our martial arts association is semi-civil and semi-official, the official only supervises, does not participate in our daily management, nor does it participate in the struggle between our martial artists, as long as it is not too ruthless, and it cannot be taken at will against ordinary people." The position of president is generated by ourselves, not elected, after all, we are all people who practice martial arts, there is no second in martial arts, everything depends on strength, so the president is based on fighting. ”

After a pause, he said, "Seven years ago, Chairman Zhao defeated the previous president to sit in the chairman's position, and it has been seven years now, and in seven years, no one has challenged his chairmanship. ”

Jiang Zhenwu was stunned for a moment, and then a smile overflowed at the corner of his mouth, and he said meaningfully: "So, as long as you have the strength, you can challenge Zhao Jianguo, remove him from the position of president, and sit on it yourself to become the president?"

When Zhu Yong heard Jiang Zhenwu's words, his hands holding the steering wheel nervously trembled, and he suddenly thought of what Jiang Zhenwu was going to do, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Jiang, you don't want to challenge Chairman Zhao, do you?"

Jiang Zhenwu asked rhetorically, "Why not?"

Zhu Yong shook his head and said, "Yes, but you don't know the situation." President Zhao's strength is indeed strong, and he has cultivated his internal strength in fifteen years, and now his internal strength has been cultivated deeply. But there are also masters who are stronger than him in Zhonghai, but no one has challenged him for seven years. ”

Jiang Zhenwu asked curiously, "Why is this?"

Zhu Yong smiled bitterly: "Because the master behind President Zhao is the representative of Nanquan, Xingyimen, Xingyimen is very powerful, and the masters are like clouds, no one wants to offend in Zhonghai, and Zhonghai is also the sphere of influence of Xingyimen!"

A trace of curiosity flashed in Jiang Zhenwu's eyes, curious about the information of these Jianghu factions.

But he didn't ask much, after all, he and Zhu Yong were not very familiar with each other, and there was a chance to know in the future, so he was silent at the moment and asked Zhu Yong to send him home instead of going to school.

He felt that going to school was a waste of time, all his thoughts were on martial arts, and sleeping in the classroom was a torment!

Moreover, he wanted to find out what was going on with his trip to the Valoran Continent, whether he could control it, whether he could bring things over, whether he could bring things back.

Put Jiang Zhenwu down, Zhu Yong went back, he knew that the martial arts association would definitely be turbulent now, so he had to go back quickly.

Jiang Zhenwu came home, there was no one at home, his parents were still at work and had not come back, Jiang Nan was a good student at school, and it happened that he could study and study the strange things about himself alone!

Returning to his room, standing in front of the mirror, he carefully recalled the two previous visits to Freljord.

"I went there twice, both when I was practicing boxing, and after I came back from death, I went back a day apart, and now that a day has passed, I haven't passed, do I have to practice boxing to pass?"

Jiang Zhenwu stood in front of the mirror and thought back to the important details of the two trips to Freljord.

Practice boxing!

Taking a deep breath, he stood in front of the mirror and began to practice.

Defeating Li Jinyuan today and fighting against Zhao Jianguo made Jiang Zhenwu initially see the masters of the rivers and lakes, and he also had a trace of pressure.

This is just a small place in Zhonghai, there are so many warriors and masters, and among the bigger rivers and lakes outside, there must be even more masters.

Therefore, he is also extremely serious in practicing boxing, and only by enhancing his strength can he suppress more masters in the future.

WhewW......

With heavy breathing and a weight of four hundred catties on his back, Jiang Zhenwu began to practice boxing!

The hegemonic boxing method, over and over again, was covered in sweat, but he was addicted to it.

Again, again!

When the third pass is over.

Jiang Zhenwu had already forgotten about everything else, and when he sank into the fist technique and comprehended the changes in his muscles, suddenly the surrounding scenery changed, and a biting cold instantly hit, making him tremble.

He looked at each other and knew he had succeeded.

This should still be the huge forest between Freljord and the Ironridge Mountains, just not the last time he was killed.

"Sure enough, it seems that practicing boxing is indeed the way to come, and death is the way to return to Earth. ”

Jiang Zhenwu only summed up these two ways of coming and going for the time being.

The cold hit, he just moved a step, and suddenly a heavy pressure pressed down, and with a bang, the whole person was lying on the ground and unable to move!

Jiang Zhenwu suddenly smiled bitterly, only to find that the four hundred catties of weight he was carrying on his body had also been brought over, and the gravity here was about 2.5 times that of the earth, so these four hundred catties were equivalent to the weight of a thousand catties here, and now that he had just adapted to the state of gravity here, he would definitely not be able to carry a thousand catties of weight.

So he quickly untied most of the sandbags, leaving only four, one hundred and sixty catties, just the same as the weight of four hundred catties on the earth, barely able to bear it.

Standing in the cold wind, he couldn't help but think of the peerless face he saw last time when he was dying, it was a thrilling beauty, and it was a heartbroken beauty for himself!

That kiss remained in the depths of his memory.

"I don't know if Lannie has returned to the tribe safely!"

Jiang Zhenwu thought worriedly, looked left and right in the direction, and didn't know his specific location now, so he could only quickly run in the direction of the low place down the mountain, and find a place to escape the cold first.

However, he had just run less than a kilometer when he suddenly saw a strange figure in front of him.

It was a tall, emaciated figure, dressed in a black robe, with a long backpack on his back, and the bald head was the eye-catching.

Unlike the tribesmen of Freljord, they did not wear thick animal skin robes to protect against the cold, nor did they carry hunting weapons, but they carried a backpack with their hands empty.