Jang Hyuk felt that his knees were about to shatter and his spine was about to be broken. There is no place in the whole body that is not in severe pain. His hair was soaked with sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, "Dragon King, what do you mean by this?" Holding back the surging qi and blood, Zhang He asked with some anger.

"I know you want to kill, but if you want to kill, you have to learn not to be killed." Dragon King Yun said lightly.

Not only that, but just when Zhang He was still trying his best to resist Long Wei, the Dragon King attacked.

One punch.

No fancy, straight punches; But it's also an amazingly powerful and super-fast punch. The sharp sound of the fist rubbing against the air made Zhang He's heart terrified, and he couldn't care about any pain in his body anymore, because the dragon king's punch came straight to his head.

Zhang He had no doubt that the Dragon King could smash his head into scattered bones with a single punch, although the Dragon King would not really kill himself, but this feeling of life and death was very bad, very bad. "Drink." Jang Hyuk roared wildly and threw his right fist.

There is no sound of fists colliding, and there is no fiery explosion scene when internal power collides in martial arts novels, there is just Zhang He's body being soaked like a sandbag.

Zhang He felt as if his fist had been hit hard by a heavy truck of dozens of tons, and he completely lost consciousness; But before his right arm could regain consciousness, his body had already slammed into the solid ground, setting off a dull loud noise.

"Wow." The violent impact made Zhang He unable to hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood mist erupted more than half a meter away, bursting into dazzling red fireworks in the air.

Defeat with one punch! Such as the head stick to drink.

The words of the dragon king are good, if you want to kill, you must first learn not to be killed.

But the problem is that under his hands, he can only be killed in seconds, Zhang He wants to improve his strength, but he doesn't want to be abused, he uses a perfect carp to fight and turn over, Zhang He hurriedly spoke, "Dragon King ......"

However, before Zhang He's words were finished, the Dragon King had already stepped in front of him, "Take me another punch." In the domineering roar, the Dragon King's right fist slammed into his face again, brutally smashing into Zhang He's head.

The feeling of life and death hitting me again.

"Drink." In the roar, Zhang He almost instinctively swung his right fist.

As Zhang He's right fist blasted out, the Dragon King's face was filled with a disdainful smile, "You died the second time." The Dragon King said lightly.

The right fist was like lightning, and it slammed straight in.

However, just as the fists of the two were about to touch, and Zhang He had already felt the dragon king's fierce fist style, the dragon king's right fist suddenly disguised itself and turned into a palm, and in Zhang He's surprise, he grabbed his neck tightly, "The second time." The Dragon King said disdainfully, and casually lifted Zhang He in front of him like a chicken.

The dragon king used a slight force, pinching Zhang He so that he couldn't breathe at all.

This time, he felt not only the fear of life and death, but the fear of dying. Zhang He wanted to roar, but he could only let out a mosquito-like moan; Zhang He tried to break free from the Dragon King's palm, but no matter how his fists struck, the Dragon King's right arm remained unmoving, always clamping his throat like a vice.

The movement of the fight alarmed everyone, and the rescue troops who came to duty seemed to know the identity of the dragon king, except for staring, everyone still stood like a stake, but the medical staff were different, one by one swarming out of the patient's tent, and all of them stared at Zhang He who was dying with a shocked face.

Some are anxious, some rejoice; Some are worried, others are gloating.

Everyone's faces were wonderful, but Zhang He was no longer able to pay attention to these, just desperately and in vain, trying to break free from the palm of the dragon king's hand.

After a while, Zhang He was weak and stopped struggling in his dying. "With this bit of strength, I also want to kill." The Dragon King said lightly and coolly, and then threw Zhang He out.

I can finally breathe fresh air.

It turned out that the air was so sweet, Zhang He greedily breathed life-saving air, but just when he hadn't completely recovered his breath, the Dragon King walked towards Zhang He step by step, slowly and firmly, "If you don't want to die, learn to stand up and defend first." The Dragon King said coolly.

The medical experts finally reacted, pinning all their hopes on Zhang He, who was anxious, and trotted all the way with an old pace, "What do you want to do?" Afterglow scolded angrily.

"Director Yu, don't worry, it won't affect you to save people." Long Wu rushed away, blocking the afterglow.

One step, two steps, when the dragon king raised his foot for the third time, Zhang He once again used a beautiful carp to fight.

"Flashy." As soon as the words fell, the dragon king's right foot kicked out wildly.

A kick, a simple and brutal kick. Just when Zhang He's carp was only halfway up, and his body was rushing forward, ready to stabilize his body, the dragon king's right foot had already come quickly.

Fast, extremely fast, so fast that Zhang He couldn't dodge at all, and he couldn't stop it.

With a strong and heavy kick, he directly kicked Zhang He three meters away, "The third time." The cool voice of the Dragon King sounded at the same time as the muffled sound of Zhang He smashing on the ground, making everyone's faces become wonderful again.

The sharp pain in his abdomen made Zhang He wake up suddenly.

Nima, it turns out that the gorgeous carp fighting will bring a fatal crisis to my brother.

Zhang He was woken up, completely forgetting the pain, and suddenly changed his previous madness and anger, and his eyes became extremely clear and bright, "King Xie Long taught. After a polite sentence, Zhang He imitated the common moves of special forces on TV, and first made a beautiful military roll, and then suddenly got up.

"Stupid." The Dragon King scolded sharply, and suddenly accelerated.

An unstoppable huge force came clearly from his back, like a collapsing hill, stepping Zhang He back to the ground, falling into the mud, "When you are alive and dying, don't use your unskilled movements." Half of the breath will live, and half of the breath will die. ”

This time, the Dragon King didn't embarrass Zhang He, but after saying "the fourth time" coolly, he let go of Zhang He.

Zhang He, who had learned his lesson, no longer dared to use a gorgeous carp to fight up, nor did he dare to learn any military rolling, but supported himself with both hands and stood up as fast as he could, "King Xie Long." Zhang He said humbly.

"Again."

"Okay."

"For the fifth time."

Another battle that was about to collapse at the touch of a button, Zhang He was once again thrown three meters away and slammed into the ground, "You made two mistakes. 1. Don't be distracted from talking; Second, I didn't judge my punch momentum. ”

The cool voice of the dragon king made a slap in the chest, and Zhang He, who was slapped with blood and blood, was very speechless, but his eyes became more focused.

It is indeed wrong to be distracted from talking; It is indeed wrong not to judge the momentum of the clear fist, but Zhang He also clearly knows that even if he does it again, he still can't be the dragon king who obviously came to his head, but at the last moment, he suddenly changed direction in the lightning and flint, and suddenly attacked the big palm on his chest.

"If you can't do it, you can practice, but once the wrong habit is formed, it is a fatal flaw. And the more time passes, the harder it is to break the habit. Any flaw is a mortal danger, understand? ”

The dragon king didn't seem interested in continuing, and after a cool sentence, he quietly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the starry night sky again.

The master demeanor of the Dragon King Martial Arts Alliance leader made Zhang He completely speechless, but before he could speak, the Dragon King's cool voice sounded again, "Long Wu, if Zhang He has time, you can teach him." ”

"Yes."

……

Looking at Long Wu, who bent down and straightened his hips even more, the corners of Zhang He's mouth quietly attached a faint evil smile.

Your sister, dealing with chicks, brother is better than you cool old man, Zhang He couldn't help but think.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and drink into three people.

Although they didn't raise their glasses to drink, Zhang He and Long Wu involuntarily raised their heads and followed the dragon king's gaze to look at the starry night sky.

"Dr. Zhang, it's not good." Just as Zhang Heshen was flying out of the sky, a sharp cry resounded through the quiet mountain village.