Chapter 112: Fighting Master

The figure looked indifferent under the dim street lamp, but its eyes shone faintly in the light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This person is clearly waiting for the king's soul.

Wang Soul's heart mentioned, could it be that this guy was sent by Zhao Qin again?

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be, the thing they did before was clean and neat, and it is estimated that even the kid next to Zhao Qin didn't see who they were.

And now that Zhao Qin's kid should still be on the way to the hospital, it is impossible to drag someone over to settle accounts with him so quickly!

But the person in front of him was obviously waiting for him, and when he approached, a flashlight turned on, swept it on his face, and then asked coldly: "Your name is Wang Soul?" ā€

Wang Soul nodded, although he couldn't figure out this guy's intentions. But if there is only one person on the other side, he is not very afraid.

The other party suddenly chuckled: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ā€

"What's the matter?" Wang Soul asked.

"Someone asked me to settle accounts for you for him, and I said that you may not know the name, but you should know the nickname. The guy's name is Scar, and he is a coach at a taekwondo gym. When the other party said that, he had already started to warm up before the war.

Hearing only the clicking sound of the joints, Wang Soul's heart tightened, this guy in front of him was clearly a master, and he was here to avenge others!

The Scar King Soul has an impression. Although the guy beat him very badly, Scar himself was more seriously injured, and he was sent to the hospital directly after coming out of the police station at that time, so it is understandable that the other party has a grudge.

Seeing that this fight was inevitable, Wang Soul also let it go, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the other party: "How can I satisfy you?" ā€

"Huh!" The other party smiled dumbly, obviously not expecting Wang Soul to say this, and then said: "Don't worry, I won't want your life, that is, I will let you lie in bed for two months." ā€

Wang Soul stretched out his fist and rushed towards the other party, since the battle could not be avoided, if he took the initiative, it was obviously more beneficial to him.

It's just that he didn't expect that his punch would be smashed into the air. And when he passed by the other party's figure, his back suddenly seemed to be pressed by a grinding disc, and his body quickly fell to the ground.

Thanks to his flexible reaction, he supported the ground in time, and rolled on the momentum, so as to avoid the ugly state of falling into the mud.

By the time he got back up, the other man had come to his side, slamming his fist into his shoulder blade so fast that he could see it, but he couldn't dodge it.

Fortunately, the position of the shoulder blade originally belonged to the place where the body's defense was relatively strong, so Wang Soul was not too worried, but after taking this blow, he realized how wrong he was.

The fist didn't seem to be big, but as soon as it came into contact with his shoulder, a thousand pounds of hammer-like force suddenly came out, and he clearly felt that the muscles in the shoulder were compressed, and even the bones of the internal force felt overwhelmed, fortunately, at this time, the qi in his dantian had begun to take shape to a certain scale, and he controlled a certain degree of qi in time to resist it.

Then he was smashed by this punch and took four or five steps back, his throat was sweet, his stomach was surging, and he felt like he was about to vomit, and it was not until he suppressed this discomfort that he heard the other party hum: "The body is very tough!" ā€

Without waiting for Wang Soul to answer, the other party's figure shot over like lightning. Wang Soul was a little desperate. In terms of speed, he asked himself that he was already much faster than a normal person. The speed of being able to swing six punches in one second is not slow, is it?

Can the opponent's speed ...... He couldn't find any other words to describe it except surprise and shock, it was a ghostly figure, he could see the opponent's movement, and even the moment the opponent punched.

However, just when he wanted to dodge in time, the opponent's punch had already smashed into his body. And the punches are all like a thousand pounds of giant hammer power, as if there is no time between punching and hitting!

He couldn't figure it out......

As he received more and more wounds, he had fallen to the point where he was forced to defend, but even if he defended, he was in a mess. The joints of both hands seem to have been swollen. If it weren't for the fact that he still had a little bit of control in his body, the bones in his joints might have been shattered by this time.

I have to admit that this is a real martial arts master!! As the pain in his body became more and more intense, Wang Soul was calmer at this time, since the other party had promised not to take his life, he would naturally do what he said.

It's just that the pain of bed rest for these two months is inevitable, right?

The opponent's speed is fast, but the closing momentum is also extremely fast. After a dozen hurried punches, the other party floated back two or three steps, allowing Wang Soul to fall to the ground softly, and then turned around leisurely, as if he was about to leave.

"Not going to ...... Leave a name? I want ...... What if you want revenge...... Looking for you? Wang Soul gritted his teeth and said word by word.

The other party stopped, turned his head, glanced at Wang Soul, and said coldly: "Ouyang Jingyu, it's better not to come to seek revenge if you're not sure, because next time it's not just about wasting two arms." ā€

Then the other party disappeared into the night.

Wang Soul's strong breath finally let out, and his body softened.

This time he was really seriously injured, although the other party did not shoot much, the damage was extremely strong, his two arms could only hang down softly, he was punched in the stomach, and his internal organs seemed to be messed up at this time.

The knee joint of the leg was punched, and it seemed to be out of place, and as soon as the foot touched the ground, it was a heart-rending pain.

This injury, if it is replaced by a normal person. Maybe you'll have to spend two or three months in the hospital. It's just that Wang Soul's body is slightly stronger than that of a normal person, and his bones are not damaged.

But if you go to the hospital, it is estimated that it will not be able to heal in ten or twenty days. And Wang Soul would rather die than lie on the hospital bed for so long.

With a sigh, he struggled to his feet. Then, dragging a stump leg, he walked back onto the street.

Then he stopped a taxi and gave the name of the place.

After a while, the taxi took him to his destination.

In front of me was a small farmhouse, but because it was too late, the owner was obviously asleep.

Wang Soul didn't want to disturb his master's tranquility at this time. I had to sit down outside the courtyard of the small building. Calm and calm, full of dantian......

The night passed quietly, and it was not until the next day, when a red glow appeared in the sky and a few roosters broke the silence, that there was movement in the small building.

A young man, holding a coughing cup and a toothbrush, walked out of the room, after some tossing, the man spit out the foam in his mouth with satisfaction, but suddenly saw the sleeping soul of the king at the door.

At this time, he was a little puzzled, walked over and opened the courtyard door, and immediately found the Wang Soul's bruises all over his body, so he panicked and shouted: "Bell, open the door quickly!" (To be continued.) )