With an eyebrow raised, Wang Yong looked at the Land Rover who fell to the ground with a muffled voice.

How can a person who plays with an SUV compare with a tank who plays with a tank?

No matter how powerful the Land Rover is, it is just a car, and it cannot become a Type 99 main battle tank.

The only flat-headed man standing had a look of surprise on his face.

He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and shook his body.

Wang Yong's domineering kick just now was like a fire axe breaking the door, which made people full of fear at a glance.

But he won't.

Coming out of the dog ring, he knew very well that his personality was very similar to those caged dogs.

Once you encounter a desperate situation, you will fight to the death and bite it. Even if you are covered in bruises, you must bite off the throat of the enemy.

So when he was in the dog ring, even the most ferocious Pitbull looked at him.

You know, it's an overweight Pitbull weighing 50 kilograms. The willpower and bite force that crush all fighting dogs, coupled with a skeleton that surpasses its peers, make it the king of dog fighting rings. Even a wild boar alone is not left behind.

And the killing blunt is to tame this pitbull obediently, wagging its tail to show goodwill.

There is no other reason than because he is a wolf, a hungry wolf with wolf ambitions!

"Kill, do...... Drop him. Land Rover, who fell to the ground, struggled to say a word.

Wang Yong kicked him off his sternum, and every gasp was painful and cold sweat trickled. This sentence almost exhausted all his strength.

"Hmm. "There are no superfluous words, and Jieji is simply a step forward.

Stretching out his hand and clasping his fists, he said to Wang Yong: "Kill life." ”

Wang Yong glanced at the man whose name was as cold as a knife and said, "Wang Yong." ”

As if there was a tacit understanding, the two didn't say a word, put out a boxing fight at the same time, and began to fight for their lives.

The use of Wing Chun, which has been quite popular in China in recent years, is used.

As soon as Wang Yong looked at his posture, he knew that his little thoughts had been practiced for at least ten years.

In other words, this is another demon who has been practicing boxing since he learned to walk.

With a pop, Jie's killing arm was flattened, and a bridge hand hit Wang Yong's jaw.

The sudden explosion of strength in a small area is like a tire explosion, which startles people's eardrums buzzing.

The introduction of killing is simply a single bridge hand, the mind, qi, spirit, hand, body, and step are one, and the basic moves of Wing Chun have made him play the temperament of a grandmaster.

Such a person turned out to be just a horse boy?

Wang Yong touched a killing move, and faintly felt that his arm was numb. I can't help but question how the role of suke killing is only mixed to such a point.

After the collision of one move, the two of them have an understanding of each other's strength, and the next move is no longer reserved, and the killing moves in their hands are also flashing frequently.

Wang Yong's fist momentum changed, his body was lowered, and he had become a shelf of Xingyi.

Wing Chun has been highly praised in recent years and is known as an invincible martial arts in close combat.

Although this is an exaggeration, it shows the sharpness of Wing Chun in close combat to a certain extent. The inch is vigorous, and the penetrating power is like a knife and dagger, which makes people unguardable.

Playing against a Wing Chun master is like playing against a man with a dagger, and you must always be on guard against his strength.

And what can curb Wing Chun is also Xingyi.

Seeing the sudden change in Wang Yong's fist, Jie Jisheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed silently.

Of course, he knows that Xingyi is restrained by Wing Chun, but when it comes to practicing boxing, it all depends on personal skills, and the so-called routine restraint almost does not exist.

I really think that there is a routine restraint, that is not naïve, but naïve!

With a bit of ridicule, the Zigzag of Jie Killing rushed forward, and the inch of energy exploded instantly, blasting towards Wang Yong's dantian.

When Wang Yong was about to pick it up, Jie Jisheng suddenly withdrew his strength, withdrew after one step, re-posed a questioning stake, and looked at Wang Yong with a smile.

Obviously, Jie Jisheng used this trick to trick Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's eyes shot a cold light, and no one would be happy if he was tricked.

The person who put on the question pile didn't care about Wang Yong's eyes, no matter how fierce his eyes were without strength, he couldn't kill anyone, but he laughed in vain!

Bang, Jie Kill Sheng blasted out a Japanese word punch, which was unexpected, and the speed was extremely fast.

I thought that I could hit Wang Yong hard, but who would have thought that as soon as the gesture of Jie Kill moved, Wang Yong's horizontal palm came out in response to the situation, and the palm was like a knife, gently sweeping the wrist of Jie Kill.

With such a slight blow, a bruise appeared on the wrist of the Jie Killing Sho, as if he had been whipped by a cowhide.

Jie Jisheng was stunned, and then punched again unconvinced.

Who knew that Wang Yong was faster than him this time, and before he could hit the killing box, Wang Yong's serpentine form had already arrived in front of him.

If it weren't for the quick dodge, he would have ended up with a broken wrist immediately.

"How can this be?" said Suke, who was shocked in his heart.

Carefully observing Wang Yong's movements, when he saw Wang Yong's seemingly random hands in front of him, he suddenly understood.

Xingyi cross-handed!

The horizontal in the shape and meaning, the air machine is horizontal when it moves. When the other party moves, I move.

However, the questioner who is killing is an aggressive posture, and the fist has to be put out to make an offensive posture.

As soon as the hand is out, the opportunity is lost. The middle of the shape of the horizontal hand routine.

This is the "hair with feeling" in Xingyi Boxing.

Sending it with your feelings, it's not the kind of person who wants to smoke when you see anyone, or you can't control yourself from smoking someone when you touch you, it's not just a feeling. If you are in the competition, the person who practices the shape of the mind will concentrate on the opponent, once the opponent moves the intention to attack, you can immediately feel it, instead of the fist coming out, you instinctively go to block and dissolve.

The horizontality of the shape and meaning is the beginning of all things, and it should be felt, so the horizontality of the shape and meaning is the most complex, and it is not possible to explain it clearly in a few words, even if it is clear, it may not be possible. This horizontal is the meaning, and the next step is the Tao.

It's a pity that Wang Yong only touched the film of "meaning", let alone "Tao".

Even so, it's enough to deal with the killing of the middle.

The restraint of the routine of killing is vividly interpreted by Wang Yong.

This time, it was Wang Yong who smiled.

Just like the ridicule before the killing, Wang Yong did even more.

That ridicule made Jie Jisheng feel extremely uncomfortable, and his eyes burst with murderous energy, like a hungry wolf who does not choose to eat.

Hungry wolf, Wang Yong has seen it. Every winter when the mountains are covered by heavy snowfall, there will be hungry wolves. It was a real wild wolf that had come from a neighboring country, and the Tibetan mastiff that had been blown into the sky might not be able to hold out for even five rounds in front of them.

Even this kind of wolf can't shake his majesty in front of Wang Yong. Wang Yong killed them in the wind and snow with one knife and one sword, and all he paid was a few deep scars.

Killing lives, looking fierce, in the end, is just to scare the people in the city who have never seen the world.

The horizontal fist flipped, Wang Yong was like a tiger descending the mountain, the fist blade drove the air to roar, and pulled out a tiger roar, showing the existence of the king of this mountain forest.

Xingyi cannon fist!

Ten times more fierce than Land Rover's Three Emperor Cannon Hammer, Wang Yong's muscles and flesh rose inch by inch, his bones gurgled, and his whole body was beating violently, like a cannonball that exploded out of the chamber, and hit Jie Jisheng in the air.

The fierce force surged, and the face of the killer changed greatly.

He thought that Land Rover's boxing was already very domineering, but he didn't expect Wang Yong's boxing to be even more domineering!

Just one punch, and no other backhand.

Jie Jisheng was knocked to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"The trump card is shot, and you can push it flat. Wang Yong showed a mouthful of neat white teeth and said with a smile.

Jie Kill was lying on the ground, his eyes flashing.

The expression in that look conveyed unwillingness and determination.

As soon as the body rolled, the killer reached into the green belt and felt for a gun head.

A small arm, made of stainless steel, with a long spear head that shimmers with cold light.

Wang Yong has seen a master with a gun, a dragon and snake dancing with a spear, swallowing the sky and the earth, making people retreat. But Wang Yong has never seen a master with a spear.

What kind of flowers can a spear head dance?

Wang Yong was puzzled.

And the person who entered the state of blood boiling told Wang Yong the answer, and let Wang Yong know for the first time that there is such a kind of marksmanship in this world that forgets to die and burns jade.

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