Chapter 52: Single-handedly fighting for Hou Zhanli

Hou Zhanli's academic performance is average, but his kung fu is indeed not weak, otherwise he would not have been favored by Zhu Yiqun and trained as a follower. At first, Hou Zhanli felt that it was a shame to be Zhu Yiqun's younger brother, but later followed Zhu Yiqun to eat, drink, and pick up girls, and gradually understood the benefits of being rich. Thinking that he had been studying for so many years, and he still had to find a job to make money after graduation, Hou Zhanli also wanted to open it. Instead of working hard to find a job after graduation, it is better to follow Zhu Yiqun, a local tyrant, now, at least you don't have to worry about work in the future.

As Zhu Yiqun's thug, Hou Zhanli can naturally understand the boss's intentions. He knew that Zhu Yiqun didn't want to hospitalize the other party, but just wanted to teach the other party a lesson and show off in front of the beauties. Therefore, Hou Zhanli didn't use all his strength, and advanced a hand knife to slash at Zhong Huan's head.

Zhong Huan has kung fu on his body, but he has never practiced any routines, and he doesn't know any false moves. He only knows that he is not good at beating people, he is not good at scolding, and he also uses all his strength to fight rabbits. Seeing that the other party made a move, Zhong Huan was not polite. He turned his head to dodge, let Hou Zhanli's hand knife, and clenched his right hand into a fist, hitting the opponent's chest directly.

Hou Zhanli didn't expect Zhong Huan to react so quickly. It is not easy for ordinary people to dodge his hand knife, and being able to dodge and make a counterattack at the same time at least shows that the other party has a bit of foundation, even if he has not practiced kung fu, he must often fight. However, Hou Zhanli was not panicked, because his level had already exceeded the level of street gangsters, although the knife in his right hand was slashed out, but his left hand had been in a defensive state, seeing Zhong Huan's fist, he wanted to block Zhong Huan's fist with a move in his left hand.

If it was Zhong Huan in the past, I am afraid that this punch would have been blocked by Hou Zhanli. But since Zhong Huan ate the fruits and vegetables of the Ten Thousand Beast Gu, not only was his strength much greater than before, but his speed and reaction were also faster than before. Although Hou Zhanli barely blocked Zhong Huan's fist, his wrist was numb from Zhong Huan's fist, and he didn't block it completely, but just deflected Zhong Huan's fist a little. This punch did not hit Hou Zhanli's chest, but actually hit him in the left chest.

The onlookers listened to a muffled sound of "bang~". Looking at Hou Zhanli again, he had been beaten back a few steps and crashed into Zhu Yiqun behind him. If it weren't for Zhu Yiqun's big body and blocking Hou Zhanli, I'm afraid he would have fallen by now.

"Ahem~"

Hou Zhanli's left chest and heart were hit by Zhong Huan's heavy punch, his face turned white, and after standing firmly, he instinctively covered his left chest and coughed violently. For a moment, he felt like he had been hit hard by a hammer, as if his heart was about to stop. It wasn't until he coughed for a while and took two deep breaths that the feeling of tightness in his chest was relieved, but he was still in pain and couldn't speak.

Although Hou Zhanli is not a top master, he does have a lot of actual combat experience. He has fought against the leaders of the school's boxing club, sanda club, and taekwondo club, and he has not won every time. But he has never encountered an opponent as strong as Zhong Huan. Frankly speaking, Zhong Huan's strength has overwhelmed his technique, and this punch is the best proof of this. Even if he had made the correct defensive moves, he still couldn't block Zhong Huan's fist. This situation can be described in one word, which is one force to ten meetings. Hou Zhanli quickly realized that he was most likely no match for the other party.

"On the booty! Don't underestimate the enemy, use all your strength. Injured me and paid for my medical expenses. ”

Zhu Yiqun grinned and pushed Hou Zhanli behind his back. He was also hit by Hou Zhanli just now, the key is that Hou Zhanli stepped on his feet when he retreated, and he grinned in pain. Zhu Yiqun didn't feel the power of Zhong Huan's punch, and thought that Hou Zhanli took a punch from the opponent because he was a light enemy, so he naturally hoped that he could get back on the field.

Hou Zhanli couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart at the moment, he also wanted to fight back, but the problem was that he might not be able to fight. However, taking people's money **, he usually has the benefits of Zhu Yiqun, and at this time, he has to fight but he can't get on, and he can't watch Zhong Huan beat Zhu Yiqun. Now he is counting on Zhong Huan to only have brute strength, and he can still rely on his skills to move thousands of pounds.

Enduring the pain in his chest, Hou Zhanli trotted forward two steps, and swept Zhong Huan's ribs with a horizontal kick. He changed his fist to a leg because he wanted to take advantage of his height and long legs to avoid Zhong Huan's fists.

Zhong Huan was also quite shocked after the punch just now. Originally, he was blocked by Hou Zhanli, and he thought that his fist was going to be empty. I didn't expect that the big tall man in front of him was strong and strong, and his strength was so small, he couldn't even block his punch. This made Zhong Huan more confident, and he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Seeing that the other party was coming again at this moment, Zhong Huan, who had a bottom in his heart, didn't hide, and stood up with his left arm in the posture that Hou Zhanli had just received, and went to block Hou Zhanli's whip leg. In the past, Zhong Huan relied on his sensitive reaction to fight, and when he was beaten, he dodged, dodged and then fought back, but he couldn't dodge, so he took a hard hit and then fought back. This time, he felt that Hou Zhanli was useless in the embroidered pillow, so he moved the idea of trying to block.

Hou Zhanli knew that he was a layman as soon as he saw Zhong Huan's external posture. The real mid-section outside is to have a force to block outward, so that the opponent's punches and kicks can bounce away at the moment of the opponent's attack. But Zhong Huan just stood up his arms in advance and blocked the offensive route of Hou Zhanli's horizontal kick. Although this simple block can protect the weakness of the waist and abdomen from being kicked, it is no different from giving the opponent an arm to attack.

Realizing that Zhong Huan was a layman, Hou Zhanli breathed a sigh of relief, and the leg he kicked out did not change his moves. For a power-type opponent like Zhong Huan, Hou Zhanli didn't plan to solve it with one move, but planned to continue to attack through skills, weaken the opponent and accumulate advantages, and finally make another move. So for Hou Zhanli, it doesn't matter if he kicks Zhong Huan in the ribs or kicks him in the arm, as long as he can cause some damage to the other party. Maybe it is better to deprive the opponent of the arm and make the opponent unable to attack than to kick the opponent in the ribs.

Zhong Huan didn't know that at this moment, N thoughts had already turned in his opponent's mind. He never thinks too much about fighting, all he has to do is keep an eye on his opponent. Hou Zhanli's leg had already arrived, and Zhong Huan felt a numbness in his left hand, which was the feeling of being kicked. Fortunately, it didn't hurt as much as I imagined, and it seems that this leg didn't cause any damage to myself, no wonder there are so many blocking actions in martial arts movies.

Zhong Huan also has a bit of a martial arts foundation, and knows that the advantages of blocking over dodging lie in two points. First, the range of action of the block is small, which can save physical strength and quickly counterattack. The second is that the force of the block can cause a backshock, which is also a weakening of the attacking enemy. Zhong Huan, who chose to block, of course, would not miss the opportunity to counterattack quickly, and grabbed Hou Zhanli's ankle with a copy of his right hand.

Hou Zhanli was already stunned at this time. After he kicked Zhong Huan's arm just now, it was as if he had kicked on a steel pipe, not only did it not hurt Zhong Huan at all, but also made his legs and feet ache.

This was not the most surprising to him, what surprised him was Zhong Huan's reaction speed. You must know that Hou Zhanli's horizontal kick has been tempered a lot, and it is the basic action to quickly relax and retract your calf after a kick. Unless he is professionally trained and prepared to grab his legs in advance, it is difficult to grab his ankles by improvisation. And Zhong Huan is obviously a layman, and he can rely on instinctive reaction to grab his ankle, which shows that Zhong Huan has excellent fighting skills and potential, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius in martial arts.

Zhong Huan would not miss the opportunity for Hou Zhanli to be stunned. After grabbing the opponent's ankle, Zhong Huan pulled it back. Hou Zhanli, who was standing on one leg, suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground all of a sudden. Zhong Huan made a move because he was provoked by Zhu Yiqun, but he was not competing with Hou Zhanli, so naturally he would not stop there. At this moment, seeing that Hou Zhanli was pulled down, Zhong Huan jumped over and covered his head and face, and was beaten fat.

"Holy! Hell yes. Learn literature, don't go over and help. ”

Zhu Yiqun never thought that Hou Zhanli would lose, and he lost so happily that he was knocked to the ground in less than a minute. Facing Zhong Huan, who was beating Hou Zhanli, he didn't dare to come forward to help, but fortunately, he still had a little brother to call.

"Huh? Zhu Shao, I can't beat him. ”

Mei Xuewen, who was wearing highly myopic glasses, was frightened. He has always played the role of a think tank by Zhu Yiqun's side, and fighting has always been Hou Zhanli's job, and he is not good at it.

"So what do you say?" Zhu Yiqun said angrily.

"Or ...... We...... Withdraw ...... first" Mei Xuewen observed Zhu Yiqun's face as he spoke, and seeing that Zhu Yiqun's face was not good, he immediately changed his words: "Withdraw ...... No, no. That's too shameless. Let's go fight that Zhou Xin, this is called Wei Wei to save Zhao. ”

"Good! That's it! ”

Zhu Yiqun didn't run away not because he was righteous, but because he didn't want to lose face in front of Chu Xiaoxue and Zhou Xin. One of these two people is the girl he fancies, and the other is a defeated general under him, Zhu Yiqun doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of these two people. However, he didn't dare to let him fight with Zhong Huan, but when dealing with Zhou Xin, he didn't have any pressure in his heart at all. As long as Zhou Xin can be restrained, Zhong Huan can be bogeyed, and his side will have room for negotiation. In any case, in the end, the result of peace between the two sides is better than running away.

Zhou Xin saw Zhong Huan beating Hou Zhanli violently, and this was a joy in his heart, which was even more refreshing than eating ice cream in the summer. He has no grudge against Hou Zhanli, the reason why he is happy is only because Hou Zhanli is Zhu Yiqun's younger brother. You must know that when Zhou Xin was in high school, he was bullied by Zhu Yiqun and his group of younger brothers, and sometimes in order to please the eldest brother, Zhou Xin was more ruthless than Zhu Yiqun. Zhou Xin unconsciously transferred his hatred for Zhu Yiqun's younger brother to Hou Zhanli, and naturally had a sense of revenge.

At this moment, Zhou Xin somewhat understands why Peng Lei worships Zhong Huan as a big brother, it is cool to follow this kind of invincible Niu 13 big brother! It's just that Zhou Xin didn't have long to feel good when he saw Zhu Yiqun and his little follower rushing around the battlefield towards him.