"Don't have to keep your hands?" Zhang Qi shook his head funny, he only felt that Wang Gang, this kid, was stupid and cute, and his courage was commendable, but unfortunately in modern times, there is no saying that each has a destiny when he is fighting, and he is flattering and murderous.

And the police killed people, and they killed the bodyguards of big stars, that is, the crime is added to one degree, if Zhang Qi doesn't have to keep his hands, Wang Gang's good-looking body is at most a bigger sandbag, but one punch is enough to blow it up.

"Okay, you can fight as you want." Zhang Qi will not be kind enough to talk to Wang Gang about nonsense such as paying attention to keeping his hands, Zhang Qi's thoughts are: Why do you want me to abolish my martial arts, how to fight, and when the time comes, it depends on the mood, which onion are you.

Shaking his head first, and looking down on himself arrogantly, Wang Gang felt that Zhang Qi had shown too much, and thought: "I really think that great strength is great, I'll let you see that strength is not the only winning factor in the battle." ”

Yang Feng is very rich, and the business responsible for arranging Yang Feng's concert is even richer, so Yang Feng lives in the presidential suite, and there is a gym in it, which solves the venue needed for the competition.

After seeing Zhang Qi's strength, Wang Gang hesitated for a moment, put on the protective gear, and was very conscious of the sandbag, and the people watching the battle persuaded Zhang Qi to also wear the protective gear for safety, and it was okay to be injured, but if he was accidentally killed, it would be a big trouble.

Martial artists learn from each other, but the difference in strength is larger, but they will not play real fire, and there will be fewer injuries, but the two with similar strength are more likely to have accidents.

Those who have fought should know that there is actually only one line between injury and death, and the popular saying is that a punch is smashed on the hand and a fracture is broken, which is an injury, and a punch is smashed on the neck and a fracture is broken, that is death.

Therefore, when practicing martial arts, protective measures are very important, and those key parts are covered with a thick layer of mats, and they will also pay attention not to attack the parts that are easy to kill when they do it.

Wearing protective gear is not only to protect yourself, but also to give your opponent a minimum of respect, the ancients died more than martial arts, because of the lack of this point of view, and Zhang Qi did not have the awareness of wearing protective gear.

However, in order to reassure everyone, Zhang Qi still chose to wear it, but he didn't take off his shirt.

"Captain Zhang, let's change your clothes, you can't use it." Wang Gang wanted to completely defeat Zhang Qi, who was in a complete state, in order to save the face he had lost in terms of strength, and when he saw that Zhang Qi was not very serious, he persuaded him.

The human sandbag strongly demanded, Zhang Daxia had no choice but to meet his thoughts, reluctantly took off his shirt, and did not look for clothes to put on, and went straight shirtless.

"Damn!" The scars on Zhang Qi's body directly shocked Wang Gang, and he scolded wildly in his heart: "Are you a police officer in Huayi City or an army squatting in Afghanistan?" ”

The few onlookers were also more optimistic about Wang Gang, but the man with a scar is really popular, in fact, the scars on Zhang Qi's body are much better now, at least some of the lighter scars now seem to be faint, but only those more fatal and deeper scars are still left on the body.

Putting on the protective gear, although Zhang Daxia has never tried such a troublesome prelude, but he has not loosened his muscles and bones for several days, he is still happy in his heart, after all, now Huashang has learned well, and when he sees his itchy hands, he will take a detour, even if he is beaten, he will resolutely not fight back, it is very boring, Wang Gang sent it to the door is indeed a timely rain.

"Let's get started!" After the preparation, Zhang Qi said excitedly, after being suppressed for so long, Wang Gang is very annoying, he is not ready to let him go tonight, let himself enjoy it, he can't run away.

Looking at Zhang Qi's excited eyes, a trace of fear flashed in Wang Gang's heart, swallowed his saliva, nodded, and hypnotized himself for the second time in his heart, "He's pretending, he's pretending." ”

After Wang Gang stepped forward first, Zhang Qicai stepped sideways, not a trace of true qi running, but he would not pretend to let Wang Gang be the object of training, he gave Wang Gang a definition of human flesh sandbag, not a learning object.

In terms of the three elements of combat, strength, speed, experience, and strength speed, even if he didn't use his true qi, Zhang Qi also threw off Wang just a few streets, and martial arts into the innate were not only the sublimation of true qi, as a body that stored and used true qi, it was impossible without some tempering.

As for experience, Wang Gang, who was born in special forces, continued to be thrown far away by Zhang Qi, a congenital martial artist selected from cruel rules, so Wang Gang was tragic.

Zhang Qi just hit sideways, because the speed couldn't keep up, Wang Gang miserably took a punch first, this is not over, after Zhang Qi's right hand hit Wang Gang, his left hand swung and smashed directly on Wang Gang's right shoulder.

These two blows directly made the idea of competing for superiority in Wang Gang's heart disappear without a trace, and turned into a comprehensive defense, Zhang Qi empathetically asked Wang Gang to withdraw and go back to defense, and then ......

In order to let Wang Gang hold on a little longer, Zhang Qi specially picked the place where Wang Gang defended, and in the next time, everyone saw that Wang Gang kept moving his hands and feet to the place where Zhang Qi hit in an orderly manner, making a "bang" sound.

With only one breath, Wang Gang, who was beaten like his grandson, couldn't even shout to admit defeat, he was afraid of this distraction, and he would definitely be beaten by Zhang Qi, who was beating him refreshedly, exploded his head.

In everyone's opinion, Zhang Qi's strength is amazing, suppressing Wang Gang so much that he can't move, and Wang Gang is also a tough guy, holding on to it is not admitting defeat, with an expression of swearing to drag Zhang Qi down and gritting his teeth.

In an instant, Wang Gang, who was beaten all over the head, had a lot of impression in everyone's hearts, could this be the so-called loss of the horse.

Zhang Qi fought very happily, but people in the circle know that no matter how long you swing your fist, the last blow is to be hit with all your might, in the words of the industry: the front is brewing, the last blow is deflated, if you can't vent, suffocate yourself.

As Zhang Qi hit faster and harder, Wang Gang of course knew that this was the last time the other party was coming, and he didn't dare to imagine how many bones would be broken if Zhang Qi hit his already red and swollen hands and feet with all his strength? If one is careless and hits the head, Wang Gang is afraid.

"Pop", "click", Zhang Qi's "small force" hit Wang Gang, and the experienced experience also found that the breath of his body was about to be unable to hold back, but fortunately, Zhang Qi had already chosen a target to vent his strength, that is, a 2-meter standing sandbag not far from them.

After kicking Wang Gang away with a "bang", there was a crisp sound of a fracture in the opponent's hand, thinking that this was Zhang Qi's full deflating blow, Zhang Qi bent his knee slightly 30 degrees, and jumped sideways to the front of the sandbag.

In the midst of the dumbfounded eyes of everyone in the room, he used his true qi and swung his right fist with all his strength to hit the sandbag flat.

With a "boom", the 2-meter-high sandbag suddenly split apart, and the whole one exploded.

"Nima, it's good that he stayed!" Wang Gang, who fell to the ground, saw this scene, and the three souls lost seven souls, and he was so frightened that there was only one emotion left in his heart.

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