Chapter 10 Western Hard Qigong
Seeing that Lang Zhan gave an affirmative answer, Emerson said to Daly who was standing on the side: "Inform Dr. Cole and let him watch this game!" Let's just say it's my request! β
Dai Li answered, bowed slightly, and then retreated.
In an underground lab in Alaska, Cole was looking at the mass of flesh devouring a piece of beef in the glass enclosure with a red glow. When the mobile phone rang, he grabbed it very impatiently and put it to his ear, and asked in a very unfriendly tone, "Who?" Didn't know I'm in the lab right now? Later, he said in an impatient tone, "Got it, reassure Mr. Emerson, I'll watch it!" β
Putting down his phone and looking at the wriggling piece of flesh with loving eyes, he said to himself, "My dear little one, maybe it won't be long before you have a body!" Looking forward to it, isn't it? Now, let's take a look at his performance! Hopefully he won't let us down. β
Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Lang Zhan walked towards the ring, and when he passed Tachibana Koya's side, the latter took out a roll of bandages and said, "I think you need this!" β
Lang Zhan took it and nodded at her in gratitude.
Duff is about thirty-five years old, 1.78 meters tall and weighs 86 kilograms. He has beautiful blonde hair, a pair of triangular eyes, the corners of his mouth are turned to the left, and he has an unruly expression. He was wearing a field uniform, field boots on his feet, and a dagger pinned to his left trouser tube.
Before Lang Zhan stepped into the ring, Queana came over with a medical kit on her back and whispered to him; "Sir, if you need stimulants, please let me know immediately."
Lang Zhan glanced at the medicine box, nodded at her and said, "Thank you, but I don't think I need it." β
Queana said seriously: "You don't need to worry, there are no sequelae of this stimulant. β
The corners of Lang Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, and he jumped into the ring.
Jon waited for him to wrap his hands in bandages before leaving, and before he went down, the bell ringing to signal the start of the game.
When the bell rang, Lang Zhan suddenly turned his head and glanced behind him.
Following his line of sight, about 500 meters away, on the third-story balcony of a building, two people were standing behind the half-hidden curtains. One of them was the tall white man who appeared at Li Gaoren's residence last night.
"Did he see us?" Next to the tall white man was a blonde young man with a terrible earthworm-like scar on his right cheek, and he asked as he removed the binoculars from his face, visibly shocked.
The tall white man was looking up from the scope of a sniper rifle, his eyes were cold, and he said, "It should be, what a terrifying sense of crisis!" β
"No wonder you don't worry about Draff, this kid is really evil. However, Angel Island is the sphere of influence of the Emerson Consortium, and we can't afford to mess with it now. The wolf child's sense of crisis is so keen, it is difficult for us to kill him silently. β
"But the reputation of our wolves is not to be blasphemed!"
"Come on, if Thomas was here, he wouldn't allow us to do that. Leaving Angel Island, we have a chance! β
The tall white man frowned and thought for a moment, and said unwillingly, "Well, now it's up to Draf!" β
"Boy, do you know what I'm thinking right now? Tender and delicious! Boy, you're turning me on! With his hands on his shoulders, the horizontal flesh on Draf's face jumped, and his evil gaze swept over Lang Zhan's body one by one, and he said with a cruel smile. Exaggeration, somewhere in him there really are traces of a bulge.
Those who know Duff well know that the reason why he loves underground boxing is not because he loves the sport, but because he likes to kill his opponents in front of many people. In the words he often put on his lips and showed off to his comrades-in-arms: "Killing people will make me feel happy~, and the smaller the opponent, the stronger this pleasure~ will be!" When I strangle a young life, I can hear the sound of flowers withering. β
Young people are always very angry, and Duff's successive provocations have successfully aroused the evil fire in Lang Zhan's heart. And he tortured the previous opponent to death, and now he openly insulted Lang Zhan in such an obscene way, which made Lang Zhan move. The common problem of people who practice martial arts in China is that there is a bit of heroic plot. Drav's actions are enough to be labeled as a "traitor, scum".
Stretching out his right hand, thumbs up, flipping it violently, and then turning it into a palm in his throat, Lang Zhan made the opposite movement to Draph's previous order.
Draph has successfully attracted widespread hatred for himself because of his previous behavior of abusing and killing his opponent, as his opponent, Lang Zhan has naturally become the embodiment of justice, coupled with his handsome appearance and deep eyes, in front of the computer, there was an immediate scream.
"Cool!"
"Bomb the sky!"
"What a fucking domineering!"
"I love Lang Zhan!"
"Drav is a demon! Lang Zhan, ~ kill him! β
β¦β¦ Draph didn't have the consciousness to do this, or he didn't care, he still grinned and said, "Since you have chosen a painful death, I will fulfill you!" Babbling ......" In the strange laughter, he covered his hands in front of his chest, and slowly and domineeringly approached Lang Zhan.
This time, Lang Zhan did not passively defend, but took the initiative to meet it.
"I felt Lang Zhan's anger, and it was clear that Druff's performance in the last game made Lang Zhan kill him! That's right, Kill! "Kobler's explanations are always timely.
Without fancy movements, approaching a certain distance, Lang Zhan punched directly at Draph's face. Draph didn't mean to dodge at all, he snorted coldly, and the same punch slammed into Lang Zhan's face, and his eyes clearly showed a trace of bloodthirsty madness.
"Draff seems to be quite confident in his ability to resist strikes, oh! I felt like I heard the sound of bones shattering! My God! I've seen a lot of these scenes, but I have to say that it's a pretty crazy way to play. β
Draph's reaction was something Lang Zhan didn't expect. The two punched like lightning, and he didn't have time to react, so he also received a blow in the face when he hit Duff. The scene of two people hitting their opponents at the same time and being hit in the face at the same time is quite hot, fortunately, both of them know how to avoid the most vulnerable nose, but Rao is like this, the skin on his face is still open, and blood is flowing.
With his head swinging back, he unloaded some of his strength, and Lang Zhan's left fist attacked again.
As if he had masochistic tendencies, the injury on his face made Draf let out a happy roar, and if anyone noticed, they would find that a certain part of his lower ~ body had grown a little more - "Whoop ......" screamed, and he did not dodge or dodge again, and also threw his left fist.
Lang Zhan's move was a false move, and between the lightning and flint, his left fist struck Draph's left arm sideways, and then leaped backwards.
Draph didn't pursue, he laughed and scolded: "Dog ~ mother's raised!" Come on! Go on! After scolding, he stretched out his big red tongue and licked the blood that flowed to the corners of his mouth~ clean.
"Phew!" Exhaling turbid air, Lang Zhan pursed his lips and touched the muscles on his cheeks. It hurts! Rao is that he has practiced hard qigong, and his ability to resist blows is far stronger than ordinary people, but it is still not enough to resist blows of Duff's level. wiped his cheeks, specially rubbed the eyelid of his left eye, which was injured yesterday, and slightly glanced at the blood stains on the bandage, Lang Zhan's hands were slightly open, his feet were shoulder to shoulder, and he posed!
"What a lewd laugh, this Draff is simply perverted!" Someone on the Internet commented on Druff's laughter.
On the plane, Wei Chiyang's face was pale and his breathing was heavy.
Yang Hao sneered without a trace, and his eyes flashed with pleasure. Obviously, he enjoyed Lang Zhan's embarrassment very much.
At the back of the east seat, two white men, each wearing large sunglasses, were talking softly.
"Lang Zhan's performance is quite good, pay attention to his eyes, quite calm. This kind of person is born to be a soldier! β
"Head, do you really like him?"
'I'm kind of looking forward to what he's going to do next. We can't afford to lose this year's 'Uncrowned King', and if he can beat Draff, we will pull him over at any cost! β
"He's Chinese!"
"What's wrong with the Chinese? I have inquired clearly, and his participation in the competition has nothing to do with the Chinese government and military. β
"The Emerson Consortium had a tough time, and you know what they're really trying to do."
"Are you scared?"
"Diaoβ"
"Let's watch the game, I have my own plans!"
In the ring, Lang Zhan took the initiative to attack again. He first circled around Draff, and when Draph became impatient and screamed to pounce, he exerted force under his feet, and his body turned around, and the person had reached Draph's back, and then kicked Draph's "fart~stock" directly with his right foot.
Draph, however, seemed to have eyes on his back, turned slightly, and fished out his right hand.
Seeing this, Lang Zhan's right foot straightened slightly, and directly turned into a whip leg and slapped the back of Duff's right hand.
Draph screamed in pain, turned again, and threw his left fist out at the same time.
As if anticipating his reaction, Lang Zhan lowered his body, and while his right foot landed, his left foot kicked Draf's right knee, directly kicking Draf to his knees. "~son!" Draff cursed, and almost at the same time as his right knee touched the ground, his right hand pulled out ~ the dagger pinned to his big~ leg and stabbed it backwards.
When the dagger was unsheathed, it obviously brought out a flash of blue light, and in the audience, Tachibana Koyo stood up and screamed loudly: "Be careful, poisonous!" β
Lang Zhan's left foot was kicking Draph's back at this time, and had already touched Drag, and in her exclamation, he swung his hands back, causing the whole person to fall backwards, making his left foot worthy of Drag's dagger.
"Dragaf used a cold weapon, oh, a poisoned dagger. It seems that he is bound to win this game! β
Kobler's commentary was a step late this time.
Lang Zhan and Duff fought extremely quickly, and the vast majority of the audience had not yet seen what was happening, and the two had already separated.
Draph half-turned around with his right knee as the fulcrum, then slowly stood up, after standing up, he first looked at the audience, and after seeing Tachibana Koyo, he smiled and pointed at her with a dagger, and then pointed at his lower ~ body, making a very obscene movement. Turning to Lang Zhan, he grabbed ~ the placket with his left hand and pulled it hard, tearing off the camouflage uniform on his body, revealing his muscular and scarred upper body. "Huaguo has kung fu? Don't we have five Korans? Stinky boy! I'll make you want to ~immortal~ want to die! Dhrav took a deep breath, and then the muscles in his arms and chest and abdomen bulged out a little more than visible to the naked ~ eye.
"There is also hard qigong in the West?" On the Internet, some Chinese netizens immediately asked such questions.
Soon, someone gave the answer: "It should be a method to control the secretion of adrenal hormones, which can increase explosive power in a relatively short period of time, but it is not the same as our Huaguo Qigong." β