Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Fierce Fight
This thunderous voice is very majestic, the voice is rich, and it is very metallic, but what makes Wang Zhong slightly puzzled is that it is very unfamiliar.
This is not the voice of an old man, it sounds like a middle-aged man in his thirties.
Who is he?
Wang Zhong tried his best to raise his head to take a look, but the gravity in this room was so terrifying that every slight movement of his neck made him have to use his strength to feed.
The internal qi was running rapidly, Wang Zhong's face was flushed, and he tried to straighten his waist, then his knees, and then his neck.
Slowly, little by little, like a snail crawling, Wang Zhong gradually stood up straight, every bone, every muscle, and every nerve in his body was tense.
In just ten minutes, his clothes were completely wet, as if he had been fished out of a pool, dripping with sweat.
Call!
With a long sigh of relief, Wang Zhong stood as straight as a javelin, his bloodshot eyes widened, and finally saw the true face of this man.
Nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a cold face, wearing a black tights, tight and elastic fabric, perfectly outlining the arc of his muscles, there is an extreme sense of strength and beauty.
Cheetah.
Two words involuntarily came to Wang Zhong's mind, this man gave him the feeling that he was like a cheetah ready to forage for food.
"You are?" Wang Zhong squeezed two words out from between his teeth.
"My name is Huang Tian, you can call me Senior Brother." The man took a few steps forward, pressed a button on the wall, and his face was an iceberg that remained unchanged.
Airplanes......
Wang Zhong felt a strange vibration wave in the room, and his whole body suddenly loosened, the terrifying gravity just now had disappeared, and his body staggered, barely maintaining stability and not falling.
"Senior brother?" Whispering these three words, Wang Zhong's expression froze.
Out of nowhere, a big brother appeared, and it seemed that he was still the leader of the national security department.
Huang Tian's fingers moved slightly, as if he had pressed some button, and a door suddenly opened from the wall behind him, and two life-size robots walked out.
The robot on the left folds into a square table with two chairs, while the other robot's body changes a few times and suddenly becomes a boxy storage box.
"Sit." Huang Tian said with **, opened the storage box, and took out two bottles of wine from it.
This scene simply stunned Wang Zhong, his mouth was wide open, and it was absolutely no problem to stuff an egg into it.
I'll it, it's awesome technology.
Dragged his weak body over and sat down slowly, Wang Zhong scratched his head, he had a lot of questions in his heart, but he didn't know how to ask, so he bowed respectfully to Huang Tian.
"Hello senior brother."
The corners of Huang Tian's mouth twitched, and when he saw Wang Zhong bloom with a bright smile, he stretched out a hand.
Huang Tian's eyes were puzzled, "What are you doing?" β
"A gift, a greeting gift." Wang Zhong smiled and said, "You are a senior brother, the first time you see a junior brother, shouldn't you give a greeting gift?" β
Huang Tian was stunned for a moment, his knife-and-axe-like face showed a soft arc, and he nodded lightly, "Yes, I can hide the tension in my heart in this way, I don't have anything else on me, this pair of robots belongs to you." β
Wang Zhong smiled, pretending to be embarrassed at the scene, "Thank you, senior brother." β
At this time, Wang Zhong was indeed a little nervous in his heart.
Seeing these things that he had never seen before, Wang Zhong inevitably felt nervous about the unknown in his heart.
What's even more nervous is, what is the senior brother looking for himself?
"Don't thank me, this is what your second senior brother did." Huang Tian took a sip of wine and said very flatly.
As if seeing Wang Zhong's doubts, he continued, "The master has taken in a total of five apprentices, you are the fifth, the first four are arranged according to the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, Huang Tian, Huang Di, Huang Xuan, Huang Huang, we were all adopted by the master since childhood. β
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These four names made Wang Zhong full of black lines.
The master is too irresponsible, and he is so casual in choosing a name for his apprentice.
Huang Tian opened the chatterbox, took a sip of wine and continued to introduce, "The second brother is a science and technology maniac, he is currently the youngest academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and the third brother is now in Xiangjiang, a master of feng shui, with a lot of money, Huang Huang ...... Huang Huang followed Shi Niang. β
"Who is Huang Huang?"
"A snow mastiff."
Ahem......
Wang Zhonggang took a sip of wine, and when he heard this, he was immediately choked and almost squirted.
Who is the master?
Wang Zhong's doubts became deeper and deeper, and he just wanted to speak, when he heard Huang Tian say, "This time I am looking for you, mainly for one thing. β
"What's the matter?"
Huang Tian took out a document and gently pushed it in front of Wang Zhong.
Picking it up suspiciously, looking at it, the surprise in Wang Zhong's eyes became stronger and stronger.
This is a written document that contains the details of a person.
This person's name is Park Shanje, male, stick man, born in a martial arts family, now 18 years old, Gu Wu is quite accomplished, once killed the famous Muay Thai master Ba Song with one punch.
What surprised Wang Zhong even more was that Park Sunje's other identity was Sakura Moon Dance's nominal fiancΓ©.
"He is now in Zhongyuan City, and he is about to go to No. 1 Middle School to study. The master has explained, except that you can't be killed, the rest is as you toss. Dropping a sentence, Huang Tian didn't care about Wang Zhong's reaction, and left directly.
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Coming out of the underground base, Wang Zhong had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
Yes, I was uneasy again, and the information said that Park Shanji's surname was violent, very bloodthirsty in his bones, and extremely lustful, and he was the same surname as the demon king of the mixed world.
This crossing the river dragon to the city of No. 1 Middle School, presumably there will be a lot of incidents.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhong secretly clenched his fists.
it, a stick, what a!
On the one-third of an acre of land in Central Plains City, it is not his turn to spread wild.
The first touch of fish belly white appeared in the East, walking on the street, there were early stalls launched, and the air was filled with all kinds of aromas.
Wang Zhong was about to go and have some breakfast, when he suddenly felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate rapidly.
It's an unfamiliar number.
With a movement in his heart, Wang Zhong connected, and a young and worried voice sounded in the earpiece, "Brother Zhong, I've arrived, where are you?" β
Oh, it's Hou Hao, Wang Zhong thought that he had made an appointment with him yesterday morning, and he would have a morning exercise in People's Park at six o'clock this morning.
"Okay, you wait, I'll be over in about half an hour."
I didn't care about eating breakfast, so I identified the direction, and Wang Zhong trotted all the way towards the People's Park.
Half an hour later, when he arrived at the destination, Wang Zhong's face was not red or breathless, and he went straight to the grove where people often exercised.
It's just that Wang Zhong was slightly surprised that at this point, there are many old men and old ladies in People's Park, but today, it is empty.
What happened?
Faintly hearing a sound from the side of the grove, Wang Zhong's footsteps couldn't help but speed up a little.
Sky.
As soon as he entered the grove, Wang Zhong secretly smacked his tongue.
It was like rushing to a market, and many old men and women in the grove formed a circle, and they couldn't squeeze in.
"Brother Zhong, you're here." Hou Hao has been standing on the periphery of the circle, waiting for Wang Zhong anxiously, and when he saw that Wang Zhong finally came, he immediately ran over.
"What's going on inside?"
"Two people fighting, I don't know what's going on, there are too many people, I can't squeeze in."
Wang Zhong was also a little curious in his heart, pulled up Hou Hao, found a corner with few people, grabbed him like an eagle catching a chicken, jumped on a tree trunk a few times, and then turned over and sat firmly in the branch.
Hou Hao was dumbfounded, his lips trembling.
Light work, this TM is light work......
For a while, his eyes were extremely hot, staring straight at Wang Zhong, as if he saw a beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city.
Syllable!
slapped him on the head, Wang Zhong scolded with a smile, "Look at what Lao Tzu is doing, Lao Tzu is not interested in men, look at the competition below!" β
With the height, the field of vision is naturally not a problem, sitting on the branch, Wang Zhong can clearly see the situation in the circle.
It's really two people competing.
A young man in a white tracksuit, about twenty years old. The other older man, about fifty years old, was lean and extraordinary.
After watching the two of them make a few moves, Wang Zhong's face was slightly solemn.
With his eyesight, he can naturally see that the kung fu of these two people is not a showmanship, but a real fighting and killing skill.
There are two types of martial arts, one is the practice method, and the other is the fighting method.
The practice method is a showmanship, it looks fancy, but in fact it is useless, like the previous style of walking around the streets and alleys, it belongs to the practice of the method.
Most of the current martial arts have been reduced to practice, and there are very few real ways to fight, and I don't want to be here, but I see two.
Wang Zhong stared wide-eyed, such a scene is rarely seen in a modern city of reinforced concrete.
I saw that the two of them moved fast, and there were no superfluous movements at all, which perfectly interpreted the essence of martial arts: strength and speed.
For a while, Wang Zhong's mind was also tightly raised.
With this style of play, someone will definitely get hurt in the end, and it will definitely not be a minor injury.
"Brother Zhong, are these two fighting hard? Why don't I see the enjoyment in martial arts movies? β
"Don't talk, look good, this is a real master!" Wang Zhong said casually, staring intently, secretly wondering in his heart how much chance he had of winning a move with these two people.
After thinking about it carefully, Wang Zhong gradually gained confidence in his heart. If you rely on your body alone, you and these two people will be half a catty and eight taels, but if you use internal qi, you will kill the two of them, which is a matter of minutes.
Wow!
At this moment, the crowd suddenly erupted into a scramble.
It was the old man who changed his boxing method and used the Tai Chi frame, and he was still at a disadvantage, but as soon as the Tai Chi came out, the situation suddenly reversed.
The young man was obviously a little impatient, his body was sticky and went around in a circle, and he almost fell and ate, and immediately felt a little rushed.
When the old men and old ladies saw this scene, of course they had to make a noise, after all, this Tai Chi is what they usually play, who would have thought that this slow boxing method would have such great power.
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhong had a bad heart.
The old man is in danger!
The fist is afraid of being less strong, and the young man has lost such a big face, it is estimated that he is going crazy.
Sure enough, the old man didn't have the upper hand for long, and the young man had already gone crazy, attacking with both hands and feet, with an iron sand palm posture in his hands, but a taekwondo kick on his feet, which was extremely fierce.
Click.
It didn't take long for Wang Zhong's ears to move slightly, and he heard a slight sound.
It was the sound of bones shattering.
"it!" Hou Hao couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
The crowd of onlookers screamed incessantly, and many people hurried out.
On the field, one of the old man's arms hung softly, and red blood gushed out, and after a while, half of his body was dyed red.
"No, old man! Remember, your Qi Tian Martial Arts Pavilion must be closed within three days! The young man said arrogantly, assuming the posture of a winner.
Ahem......
The old man clutched his arms and coughed uncontrollably, suddenly looking like he was more than ten years old.
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