Chapter 35: The Great Yanma, a Humanoid Monster

On the way back to his residence, Su Ziyu couldn't wait to open the "Theory of Fist Momentum", but the content in it really surprised him.

Hundreds of pages have been filled in a variety of fonts, and it's clear that at least dozens of people have left their own tips on the book. Not only has the comprehension of boxing and actual combat fighting, but also draws a lot of fine human body patterns, including the posture of the standing pile and the boxing moves, and the key points are noted in dense fly-headed small characters next to it.

What surprised him even more was that it was not only the kung fu of Hongquan, but also Xingyi, Tongji, Taiji, and many famous types of boxing appeared on it, and occasionally left a one-and-a-half move or boxing pile method, probably those boxers inadvertently communicated with others or learned from their opponents.

"Found a treasure!"

Just by browsing, Su Ziyu was already fascinated and couldn't take his eyes off it, until the taxi driver reminded him that he had arrived, he reluctantly looked up, put away the book, paid the money and got out of the car.

"I said I don't like you and I don't want to associate with you!"

"I'm a very talkative person, let's talk about it deeply...... You're going to love it, hahahaha!"

"Don't come here, I'm going to call the police if you do this again!"

"Ouch! The Yanmar is quite spicy, I'm so scared. ”

"Call the police, make friends and don't break the law. ”

A chaotic noise appeared at the door of the community, and Su Ziyu looked up to see that three or four angry guys were surrounding a tall woman with blond hair and blue eyes.

Of course, there are security guards in the community sentry box, but the two security guards who eat together obviously don't dare to offend these ruffian guys, so they can only persuade each other with good words on the side, but it is useless at all.

"Don't meddle in your business, don't get yourself in trouble. ”

"Look at what, look!"

Some pedestrians wanted to stop and watch, but they were also scared away by a few people with bad eyes.

The leader is a big bald head wearing a vest, and the two exposed arms are tattooed with dragons and tigers, which are not easy to provoke at first glance, and are holding the woman's arm with a shy face, teasing with words, looking fearless, and his eyes are unceremoniously greedy to scan the other party's body.

"Mia, what's wrong?"

Su Ziyu took the "Theory of Fist Momentum" in his arms, separated the people in front of him, and walked over.

The blonde woman who was being pulled by the bald head was desperately trying to break free, and when she heard this voice, her face was full of surprise, and she shouted:

"Sue, come and help me, I don't know them!"

This blonde and blue-eyed Yanma is one of Su Ziyu's roommates, Mia Tehollich, an enthusiastic and unrestrained Russian girl who went to study in S City, and it is said that in order to subsidize tuition fees, she sang in a bar in her spare time, and gave herself the Chinese name Miya.

This is a common situation in the metropolis, where young people from all over the world gather here with various dreams to save money and choose to share a house and take care of each other.

Taking advantage of the bald head of the dragon and tiger tattoo to be stunned, Su Ziyu quietly pulled Mia over, protected her behind him, and said to him at the same time: "It seems that my friend is not very welcome to you, please leave." ”

The tattooed male fox looked at him with a gloomy face, feeling that this young man looked too calm, and he looked fearless, but it was obviously impossible for him to give up like this, and spit on the ground and sneered and threatened: "Is there really a hero who saves the beauty?" boy, I advise you not to be stupid, otherwise you will lose your arms and legs if you can't walk." ”

"That's it, let's go. Su Ziyu nodded calmly.

"Shame on the face! you fucking X's ......"

The bald head was finally enraged, and he jumped forward with a fierce look, his thick arm waved at Su Ziyu's head, his fist was accurate and ruthless, and he looked like an experienced veteran of street fighting, and he had even thought about the next move, and he would definitely be able to beat the uninteresting kid in front of him until he couldn't take care of himself.

Bang!

A sneaker-clad foot kicks the bald man's chin from the bottom up, making a teeth-tingling thump.

Su Ziyu didn't move at all, whether it was his shoulders, hands or waist and hips, all of them didn't move, he just raised his leg, his right leg seemed to suddenly have no joints, and he was extremely flexible and rose up in front of him, kicking his bald head and rolling backwards in the air for several weeks, and then fell heavily on the concrete floor.

"Kill him!"

Several other gangsters who came together had already rushed up with steel pipes and chains, and their movements were extremely skillful and tacitly cooperative, obviously such a thing had not been done once or twice.

It's a pity that they are crawling as slowly as a snail, even if they don't have a heart-eye sense, Su Ziyu can see it clearly in their eyes, standing in place is a kick, and the one on the right has no ability to resist and flies out.

Su Ziyu didn't even move his eyelids, he had a whip leg on his right foot, and the guy holding the steel pipe on his left was blessed, and he didn't know how to put the weapon in his hand up at his side.

But it didn't work, the next second he felt like the sky was spinning, and he didn't even feel like he had hit another companion in the middle.

Su Ziyu didn't care about any moves, strength, and mindfulness at all, with his current strength, if he was a little serious, it was estimated that the luckiest result for these people would be lying in a wheelchair for the rest of their lives. But after all, it is at the entrance of the community, on the side of the road, in full view of everyone, so it is too cruel.

There is a mantra in the theory of boxing that talks about Xingyi boxing: punching is the law all over the body, and kicking is empty. Roughly speaking, it is very important to play the next plate in the boxing method, you can't easily get up your legs, and the opponent is easy to take the opportunity to grab the middle lane to mess with your next plate, and the center of gravity will collapse, and you will not be far from defeat. However, at a stage like Su Ziyu, it is completely different, with both speed and strength, ordinary people can't resist it at all, and it can be relied on to drop ten times with one force.

Passers-by and security guards who were watching from afar already felt that Su Ziyu's two fists were invincible and he would definitely suffer, but they didn't expect to kick a few times, so fast that they couldn't see it clearly, and a few troublemakers had already flown out.

Is it really flying out...... The farthest one had fallen more than a dozen meters away and rolled into the flower bed on the side of the road.

With a "dang bang", the steel pipe fell to the ground.

This kind of steel pipe is familiar to everyone, it is the most common tap water steel pipe, with a diameter of three or four centimeters, which is not as conspicuous as a control knife, and it is suitable to use it as a murder weapon after being cut off by a machine tool. But it is precisely because of familiarity that the horror of Su Ziyu is even more revealed.

Because everyone could clearly see that the middle section of the steel pipe that was swept by his foot had been deeply dented and twisted.

It's so brutal! It's so violent!

Anyone who witnessed it could deeply feel the terrifying impact of those few feet, is this kind of power still human? All of a sudden, everyone suddenly changed color, as if what they saw was not a person, but a terrible beast dressed in human skin......

(Thank you "199104" for the tip.) )