The skeleton had been completely scattered, and it was impossible to see it from such a distance, and he didn't dare to get closer to take a closer look. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Judging from the huge skull, it must be a big guy, at least similar to a napkin horse.

No matter how powerful they once were, now they can't even leave a whole corpse.

This is the force of nature.

Zheng Guo went on a wilderness expedition, never thought of conquering nature, and it was unlikely that he would be able to do so.

He is just trying his best not to be defeated by nature, and to appreciate its violence and charm in the struggle.

"The forces of nature, though powerful, are traceable, not full of accidents like living things. What we need to do is to find out the pattern. ”

Zheng Guo motioned for the crayfish to turn left, bypassing an area with dense fumaroles.

Halfway through the process, the crayfish has gradually calmed down, and they are no longer so anxious and afraid.

Because it found that as long as it followed the owner's instructions, it would not get hurt.

It's going well, as Zheng Guo said, as long as you find a pattern, it's logical to follow.

But suddenly, the crayfish stopped suddenly, stared at a fountain in front of him, and whimpered lowly.

Zheng Guo urged a few times, but he couldn't move, so he followed its gaze and looked over.

Compared to other fountains, this fountain is nothing special, the eruption height is about ten meters, and it gradually diverges upwards.

What are crayfish afraid of?

The audience also stared at the fountain curiously, and there was a lot of discussion.

The fountain gradually decreases, the spring water falls, the steam drifts away, and a figure unexpectedly appears in the shot.

The crayfish hissed and took a few steps back.

"Aang—"

The thing rushed this way with its head down.

The crayfish was so frightened that it raised its front hooves and almost flipped Zheng Guo down.

Zheng Guo patted its head, comforted it with a reassuring "don't be afraid", took off the backpack and hung it on the horse's horns, pressed it on its back with both hands, and landed a 360-degree front flip.

When the thing saw a strange creature suddenly fall from the sky, it stopped at once, stared at him vigilantly, and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

When the audience saw the appearance of that thing, they all sighed in their hearts.

Another napkin horse?

Wrong.

Attentive viewers noticed that the thing was a little different from the napkin horse.

The first is body type. Its body length is almost 200 centimeters, and its shoulder height is about 150 centimeters, which is obviously one size larger than a crayfish.

There are also horns, which grow forward, and are very aggressive at first glance.

The shoulders are humped, and two muscle masses are raised high.

Zheng Guo said: "Sailors, this is a camel horse. ”

"Hey, not a napkin horse?"

"Of course not, the difference is obvious."

"I can't see it, I'm face blind. (⊙o⊙)”

Shake the spirit: "Camels, herbivorous animals, although the appearance is slightly different, but in fact, it is the same species as the napkin horse, and there is no reproductive isolation, and the relationship between the two is like the Tibetan mastiff to the golden retriever." ”

"The same species? The crayfish seems to be very afraid of it. ”

"Are golden retrievers afraid of Tibetan mastiffs? I think it will. ”

Spirit: "The temperament of the camel horse and the napkin horse is very violent, but it is different. The latter will only fight back when it is violated, while the former will take the initiative to attack. The camel is very territorial, and will become hostile if an alien appears in its field of vision. The Encyclopedia of Alien Creatures classifies it as 'moderately endangered'. ”

Don't beep if you don't understand: "Well, the two are basically competitive. However, due to the difference in strength, napkin horses generally only have to run away when they see camels. ”

The crayfish saw the camel and horse coming out from behind the fountain, and was already frowning, and was jumping around restlessly, like a schoolboy being blocked by a senior bully after school.

"Crayfish are not afraid, watch your master abuse vegetables!"

"Dare to bully Guoye's shrimp, I think it's tired of it."

"Countdown to death."

"Crayfish, you just have to shout 666, and leave the rest to Guo Ye!"

The camel and horse observed it for a while, and felt that the strange creature seemed to be very weak, not very large, and did not have sharp teeth and horns.

Laugh at!

The fountain behind him began to erupt again.

The camel rushed towards Zheng Guo!

Nanhu City, Zhongxintang Martial Arts Hall.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining.

The backyard was crowded around the martial arts platform, including reporters, teenagers and girls in black martial arts uniforms, and ordinary onlookers.

It's chattering, it's bustling, and the camera is clicking.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the two people on the stage.

One is a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body and wearing a black Tang suit, and the other is a young man with a topless body and explosive muscles.

The middle-aged man is the most famous master of Chinese martial arts, known as the only descendant of Collapse Fist, Fang Yuan.

The young man is former South Korean kickboxing champion, Choi Sung-taek. After retiring, he was unwilling to be lonely, and he competed all over the world to challenge, and people gave him the nickname Cui Maniac.

More than a month ago, he aimed at Huaxia martial arts, and challenged the most famous Chinese Guoshu masters on the Internet, bluntly saying that Huaxia Guoshu is all "deceitful showmen", "no power" in fighting, and should "get out of the fighting world".

A rude remark angered Huaxia netizens, who asked the master to be invited, and even the TV news reported the incident.

Under the constant pressure of netizens, two weeks ago, Fang Yuan spoke: "Accept." ”

The incident was very hot, and netizens in both countries were very concerned about this matter, after all, it was about national honor.

Under the watchful eye, the appointed day finally came.

"Come on, Master Fang, don't lose to the stick!"

"Let them see the power of Huaxia Guoshu!"

"Don't be soft, beat to death!"

The crowd was excited.

The guy's remarks on the Internet before were so arrogant and too unsightly!

This is not only an insult to the national arts, but also an insult to Huaxia.

Therefore, people who were not interested in national art rushed to the scene thousands of miles away, just to witness Master Fang give a bad breath to the Chinese people.

Although most people don't know about national arts, they have basically heard of the phrase "half-step collapse and fist fight the world".

Collapse fist is a treasure in the national arts, how can you lose to the stick!

There were also a handful of Koreans in the crowd, grunting and waving their fists, apparently cheering on Choi Sung-thaek.

The cameras were all in place, reporters from China, reporters from South Korea, and reporters from several other countries.

Clang!

The bell is struck, and it's time for jousting.

Fang Yuan arched his hand: "Accept." ”

Choi Sung-taek put on a boxing stance, switching between his front and back feet, his eyes like a wolf, staring at his opponent.

Fang Yuan posed in a three-body pose.

The referee raised one hand, looked at the sides, and swung it down.

Cui Chengze immediately rushed out, like a wild dog on the loose, and rushed in front of Fang Yuan in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yuan's face changed, punch!

Choi Sung-taek's body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and he raised his legs and kicked Fang Yuan like a whirlwind!

Bang!

Just the head of Fang Yuan!

In the dead silence, Fang Yuan fell to the ground and did not move.

Clang!

The duel is over.

Less than five seconds before and after.

Spikes.

There was silence for a few seconds, and several teenagers in military uniforms rushed to the stage.

"Master!"

"Master, are you alright?"

Several men carried him into a corner.

Fang Yuan's teeth were tightly closed, and his eyes never opened.

"Oops, nosebleeds!"

"Quick, get to the hospital!"

Cui Chengze raised his hands, shouted angrily, turned around, and slowly swept his eyes over the audience, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance.

Several South Korean audiences and reporters in the audience applauded loudly.

The audience in Huaxia was dumbfounded, looking at Fang Yuan who was carried away, unable to say a word.

Astound.

The collapse fist, which is known as the most combative in the national arts, was cracked with one leg in this way??

The most famous master of national art in all of China was killed in seconds??

Is Guoshu really a showcase? Really can't get on the table?

At this moment, such a question arose in everyone's minds.

National pride is gone.

Facing the cameras in the audience, Choi Chengze shouted a sentence in awkward Chinese: "Huaxia Guoshu, flower frame, garbage!" ”

Thumbs down.

The Korean audience cheered.

The Chinese audience was aggrieved.

"Damn, I knew I wouldn't be here."

"I'm so angry!"

"Horse eggs! The villain has a will! ”

Cui Chengze was still not addicted, and shouted again: "Chinese people, they are not worthy of being on stage!" Huaxia, fighting, garbage! ”

The South Korean audience cheered again, even though they could not understand Chinese, and some repeated a few words along with it.

"Trash!"

"Unworthy!"

"Roar!"

The Chinese audience and reporters are almost angry, this product is already blatantly insulting Huaxia!

Journalists from other countries are also ashamed.

This guy really lives up to his reputation, it's too arrogant, it's a bit excessive.

However, people do have arrogant capital, and his fighting skills are too powerful, with a winning rate of up to 80%!

"Why do you say that!" Someone couldn't help but point at him and shout.

"That's it, isn't it just one person who wins, and he can't represent the entire Huaxia Guoshu world."

Choi Sung-taek glanced at this side contemptuously and said, "Who is better than him, come out!" ”

A sentence choked a group of people, and everyone fell silent again.

Fang Yuan was a master of the national art realm, who could be more powerful than him.

"No?" Cui Chengze snorted coldly, and his thumb was pointed down again, "Huaxia, flower shelf!" ”

"Flower shelves!"

"Flower shelves!"

A group of Koreans followed suit.

"Who said no!"

Suddenly, a voice was heard from the crowd.

Everyone's eyes follow the prestige.

I saw a small girl with a canvas bag squeezing to the front, holding a mobile phone with a pink shell in her hand, with an angry face.

Looks like he's just a student.

The Korean audience laughed, and someone shouted something at her in Korean, causing a burst of laughter.

Choi Sung-taek also smiled playfully, shook his arms, and only said one word: "Who?" ”

"His name is Zheng Guo, the heir of national arts," the girl stood under the stage and raised her mobile phone towards Cui Chengze, "You can win him and talk big!" ”