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"Drink!"

Another loud shout came out of Cui Chengcheng's mouth, and his whole person jumped nearly two meters, his legs split up and down, and one leg slashed towards Wang Jingcheng's head!

Wang Jingcheng, who had already decided to fight back, laughed loudly, and the people didn't block or avoid it at all, but rushed forward violently and crashed into Cui Zhengcheng!

"Bang!"

With a loud muffled sound, Wang Jingcheng, who had reached the limit of his body's physical value, directly knocked Cui Chengcheng, who was in mid-air, five or six meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Jingcheng no longer stood in place this time, and strode forward quickly, ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Cui Chengen, who was surrounded by a group of people, changed his face when his younger brother Cui Cheng was knocked into the air, and saw that Wang Jingcheng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, a loud shout came out of his mouth, and at the same time, the whole person ran a few steps, jumped up, stretched his legs like scissors, and cut towards Wang Jingcheng's head!

The distance between the two sides is very short, and the attack is almost instantaneous!

But Wang Jingcheng seemed to have expected it, his body bent sideways suddenly, and at the same time dodged Cui Chengen's leg scissors, he lifted up with one foot, and kicked Cui Chengen who was in the air with a 9o degree roundabout kick.

Cui Chengen in mid-air had no way to dodge at all, so he could only reach out to resist, but Wang Jingcheng's body value at the limit of the human body, the power of 2.3 was not something ordinary people could block!

"Bang!"

With a loud muffled sound, Cui Chengen flew five or six meters away like a cannonball, and threw it heavily on the ground, and the hand he used to resist was directly fractured.

The two black belt masters were defeated in an instant.

"Thank you."

Wang Jingcheng, who had collected a new body numerical enhancement method, glanced at the two black belt masters who fell to the ground, said a sentence that was inexplicable to everyone present, and then left the second floor directly.

The dozen or so students didn't dare to stop him when they saw that the two black belt masters were defeated, so they could only let him leave.

Out of the taekwondo gym, Wang Jingcheng checked the time of gene rejection: 467 hours.

It's been more than two and a half days, about 62 hours, since the last gene rejection.

Last time I checked, there were 5o8 hours left before the next crop, and it stands to reason that there should only be 446 hours left before the next gene rejection, but now the time is 467 hours, 21 hours more.

"Last night, the attack carried by Kesen and Cui just now was only delayed for 21 hours?"

Wang Jingcheng frowned.

It's not enough.

This is not enough, and more serious injuries must be suffered.

Otherwise, the next gene rejection is inevitable.

Regarding the devouring and assimilation of the monster baby's genes, Wang Jingcheng was not sure whether he would be able to wake up again.

Previously, when I woke up in Saar, the genetic mutation range dù was only 1.27%, but after the last gene rejection, the genetic mutation range dù became 18.56%.

Wang Jingcheng wasn't sure if the next time he did it, he would completely become a weird baby.

After all, 1.27% to 18.56%, a difference of nearly eighteen times, if the next gene rejection is made, phagocytosis assimilation will also be according to this multiple...... No! Even at a one-third, six-fold devouring assimilation rate, the genes in his whole body will become 1oo% of the monster genes.

Therefore, Wang Jingcheng can't let the gene reject the birth next time.

Looking at the time of the next genetic rejection, Wang Jingcheng's eyes showed a look of thought.

If you really can't do it, you can only harm yourself.

……

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

Harahan, Mollore Street, inside an abandoned factory.

A group of strange-looking punk men and women formed a circle, cheering, yelling, and whistling in front of the competition in the circle.

“…… Help, help...... Who's going to ...... Help me......"

A white man more than 1.9 meters tall and tattooed all over his body knelt on the ground with a bloody face, confused, and muttered a cry for help.

An Asian man wearing a black mask and revealing only a pair of excited eyes stood in front of the white man, grabbing the white man's head.

"This is the master of your arrangement?"

A question rang out.

"Bang!"

As he spoke, Wang Jingcheng punched the white man in the face, and his teeth and blood flew together.

"This kind of waste is the master of your arrangement?"

Wang Jingcheng's voice was raised, and his excitement was mixed with a hint of madness, and he glanced around the people around him, and finally locked on George and Cook not far away.

"Bang!"

Another punch in the face of the white man.

The white man had completely passed out, and his body fell to the ground, but Wang Jingcheng grabbed his head, and his head and shoulders hung in the air.

George and Cook, who were not far away, subconsciously swallowed their saliva when they saw it in his eyes.

The excitement in Wang Jingcheng's eyes slowly subsided, and he threw it casually, like garbage, throwing the unconscious white man on the ground and walking towards George and Cook.

"Next time, I'll arrange this kind of waste, and I'll beat you when I'm done with waste."

A faint voice came out of Wang Jingcheng's mouth.

George and Cook's hearts tightened, George coughed dryly twice, and explained: "Ghost Face, you are still a newcomer, you must fight a few of these small punches first, and after making some reputation, the real door of Harahan's black fist will open to you." Ring matches generally require both sides to be well-known fighters, so that there will be more people willing to bet. ”

"yes, yes!" Cook on the side chimed in: "Oh, ghost face, this is the bet you won tonight, after the last punch, your odds became 1.5, three thousand dollars in commission and your own nine thousand dollars, a total of twelve thousand dollars in principal and 18,000 dollars in winnings, a total of thirty thousand dollars!" ”

As he spoke, Cook handed Wang Jingcheng the money tied into a circle with three rubber bands, his eyes full of envy.

Because of Wang Jingcheng's bet of 12,000 US dollars, their profits in this boxing match were very average, and most of them were used to compensate Wang Jingcheng.

After this game, Cook really listened to Wang Jingcheng's advice last night not to be the banker themselves.

"I don't care about that."

Wang Jingcheng took the $30,000 and then put it away and said: "If it's still this kind of waste in the next game, you can play with me if I beat the waste." ”

After speaking, Wang Jingcheng walked straight out of the abandoned factory and left.

During this time, the punk men and women in the abandoned factory are constantly shouting the name of "Ghost Face".

"George, this guy is so hard to deal with!"

After Wang Jingcheng left, Cook exhaled and said, "I'm going to arrange a ring match for him in the next game!" ”

George glanced at him and asked, "He's not very famous now, can he arrange a ring match?" ”

"I'm looking for my cousin Ike, he's a good guy under Jason." Cook said: "But it is estimated that even if it is really arranged, I am afraid it will be with Thailand's Ba Song." ”

"Ba Song?" George frowned, "Isn't he one of Jason's three best black boxers?" Can Ghost Face win? ”

"Who knows." Cook shrugged, "It's best if you can't win!" Although it's only been two games, you can also see this guy's arrogant attitude, it's not at all that you and I can control, it's best to die. Of course, if he can win, then he will have no name at that time, and the odds will definitely be very high! You and I can make a lot of money out of it! ”

Listening to Cook's words, George didn't speak, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

……

Luwangpu neighborhood, in an uninhabited alley.

Wang Jingcheng, who had taken off his mask, walked out of it, stood in place for a moment, reached out to stop a passing taxi, and called the taxi to drive to the hotel.

After opening the room, Wang Jingcheng washed up and slept on his mobile phone regularly.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the mobile phone alarm rang, and Wang Jingcheng opened his eyes.

After turning off the alarm, Wang Jingcheng opened his stance and took a horse step, and did not practice the new five-element back fist as before. Instead, I recalled the new taekwondo information of brain repair:

[New taekwondo, 24 sets of all movements, repeated 143 times, can increase the actual strength o.o.o3, agility o.o.o2, physique o.o.36, increase the numerical limit strength o.3, agility o.36, physique o.6.6.] The energy consumption value is o.4. There is no damage to the body and no side effects of muscle fatigue. 】

This is the new taekwondo after brain repair.

Compared to the new martial arts, the new taekwondo looks like the increased body values are not comparable at all.

But Wang Jingcheng understands that it is precisely because he has practiced new martial arts that the new taekwondo will only increase this physical value.

Although the new taekwondo seems to have increased much less body value than the new martial arts, it is actually because the training effect is repeated in many places with the new martial arts.

Being able to increase the body value on the basis of new fighting techniques shows that taekwondo is still very powerful.

Of course, this does not mean that taekwondo is stronger than the fighting skills taught by Engels, it can only be said that taekwondo exercises more body parts than martial arts.

Who is better at the two fighting skills mainly depends on the person who uses it.

After a moment of tying up the horse, Wang Jingcheng began to practice taekwondo.

"Drink!"

"Ah Cai!"

"Bizet!"

……

The loud shouts kept coming out of Wang Jingcheng's mouth, and with the cheers, Wang Jingcheng punched and kicked violently, sometimes jumping and kicking, sometimes roundabout kicking.

When practicing taekwondo, it needs to be paired with Aiki shouting.

This kind of shouting is not useless, but it can strengthen one's own momentum at the same time, and it can also contract the muscles of the body through guò shouting. It has the effect of exercising the musculoskeletal body of the body.

The only downside is that it's too noisy.

Fortunately, the hotel where Wang Jingcheng stayed was quite soundproof.

It's the weekend, so I don't have to go to school.

Wang Jingcheng can practice to his heart's content.

Taekwondo has 24 sets of quality movements, a set of quality is divided into many chapters, a chapter has more than a dozen or dozens of movements, even after the improvement of the brain, a full set of 24 sets of quality posture to practice it will take more than ten minutes.

You can only practice it up to four times in an hour.

And practicing 143 times can increase the weak body value, and trying to practice the limit value is simply a huge project.

But Wang Jingcheng also understood.

The more you work, the more difficult it becomes, like his current limit state of the human body, it is extremely difficult to enhance it at all. Otherwise, it doesn't have to be called the "human limit".

I heard this word from Engels, and it is said that many of the top mercenaries on the battlefield have also reached the limit of their human bodies.

Wang Jingcheng longs to fight with these people.

Although the project is huge, the new taekwondo is currently the only way to increase the value, and Wang Jingcheng will naturally not stop practicing.

He practiced from two o'clock in the middle of the night until more than eight o'clock in the morning, and when he practiced for the 25th time, Wang Jingcheng had to stop because of a phone call.

It was not Wang Zhiwei who called, and in addition to Wang Zhiwei, Wang Jingcheng only told Xu Xingwu yesterday about this number.

Looking at the number without remarks on his mobile phone, Wang Jingcheng knew that it must be Xu Yanqing's apprentice.

Because today is the day of the National Arts Exchange Conference.