"What are you looking at me like that? Do I have flowers on my face? Tang Long said angrily, he wanted to use a handsome way to appear, but he didn't expect to hit the street again.

"Be careful, he's strong, and he can't be killed!"

Turning his eyes to the limb machine opposite, he saw that the large and small fist pits on his body were slowly recovering, coupled with the tall figure of more than two meters high, it really gave people a strong and powerful sense of oppression; He just used the hook gun, not really to play treasure, but to hurry, now it seems that fortunately arrived in time, otherwise Boss Wang's younger brother is estimated to really be killed.

"Being tall doesn't necessarily mean great," Tang Long clenched his fists, and walked in front of the other party step by step, the limb machine burst out, comparable to the arm of an ordinary person's thigh, swept over, Tang Long's footsteps slipped, turned, and flashed in an instant, the other party's flying feet followed closely, bringing up the sound of 'whirring', the inner fist exploded, looking at the direction, the hand patted lightly, the body shook, as if electrocuted, the whole body bounced back, and dodged this move.

Then, bend the knee, bend over, flick the tendons, pick the ground with the sole of the left foot, poke the tip of the right foot, and stomp on the inside of the opponent's knee like lightning, kicking him directly to the ground; When fighting a person, no matter what size he is, whether it's a robot or an alien, if you attack his weakness (caused by gravity), the lever principle will break his balance.

The other party rubbed his knees, stood up expressionlessly, and continued to attack without defending......

'Can you recover from even a critical injury?' Tang Long thought to himself, his heel lifted and fell, and he thought while dodging, the kick he just made, if it was an ordinary person, the cartilage would have been kicked and shattered, but he didn't expect that the injuries caused to the other party were almost none, this is a bit troublesome, Xiaoqiang who can't be killed?

Ah Jin hid to the side. I was very surprised, not surprised by how powerful the opponent's fists and feet were, but the martial idiot Tang always gave people a feeling of ease in the fight. This is something he has never seen in other trialists, including veterans, and he is not obsessed with fighting each other with skills, but is more like playing chess. Especially in Go, until the time the killing intention is revealed, the entire dragon has been besieged and killed.

After listening to the sound and distinguishing the position, after flashing a set of combination punches, the opponent's movements obviously revealed a trace of flaws, Tang Long's relaxed expression disappeared in an instant, and he was bullying himself, his steps were linked, and the opponent's arms were hugged. wanted to tighten him, put his hands together, pinched them, and swallowed his internal strength, and instantly bounced off the other party's two hands.

Jumping on the ground, the convex bone fist, the bulging bone joint smashed heavily into the opponent's eye socket, on the eyeball, 'click', juice mixed with blood splashed; In fact, it is a variant of the phoenix eye buckle in traditional boxing, and the phoenix eye buckle is to dig out the entire eyeball, which is more bloody and violent.

The other party's body is infused with biological alloys. But it doesn't mean that there is no pain, especially this kind of pain that is beyond the scope of human bearing, and suddenly covered his face and screamed; The ten rings of the charging fist glove lit up all of a sudden, and the step grabbed the middle palace, and the one-ton fist hit the opponent's middle navel acupoint, the eight key points of the human body. directly smashed more than ten meters away; This punch can't even catch the real superhero crossbones, let alone the other party, half of the ribs of the body are basically broken, and he struggles to get up.

"It's easy," Tang Long clapped his hands, very satisfied with the punch he just made, it was so cool, in his opinion, tall and resilient, there is nothing scary, and size is not a real indicator of muscle strength and attack effectiveness, the little man has greater flexibility, agility, and rapid moving feet and energetic movements, which can make up for the lack of physical strength.

"How did you do that?" Ah Jin's teeth were about to fall out, and after he used the armed color domineering, he was not inferior to the other party in terms of strength alone, but why could he do it, he couldn't do it himself.

"That's a long way to say," Tang Long glanced at the battlefield, basically starting to wrap up, and said absentmindedly: "Let's put it this way, do you know that defeating the strong with the weak is actually a paradox." ”

"When your speed, strength, mentality, moves, physical strength, all aspects are inferior to the other party, how do you beat others? Is it open? ”

"This—" Ah Jin was stunned, unexpectedly that he would say this.

"Therefore, there is no absolute weakness, and there is no absolute strength, for example, the guy just now, his recovery, body shape, and physical strength are stronger than mine, but his explosiveness and agility are worse than mine, so at this time, what is needed is a very explosive style of play, that is, strong and short play, straight to the point, he is not a robot, the human body, there is always a weakness."

"This has nothing to do with the faction of martial arts, or even the strength of the skills, when you can use your strengths, develop your own style of play, and attack the opponent's weaknesses in the fierce fight, it means that you have formed your own fighting style, when you can have a level, give full play to your own strengths, and try to hide your shortcomings, it means that you already have your own fighting system; When you go beyond the limits of your human body through your style of play, and hit punches and kicks that you can't hit in your normal state—"

"So what?"

"Guess," Tang Long smiled evilly, and didn't answer again, saying that it's that simple, how can it be so easy to really do, practice ten points, and five or six points in a fight is already considered a good hand, beyond the limit of the play, Lao Tzu's Tang Jeet Kune Do has not even studied the first move.

'Not true! Why haven't you gotten a hint of death until now? Tang Long turned his head violently, the place where the limb machine was still lying just now was nothing but a pool of blood, and the duck that reached his beak actually flew for him!!

"I'll chase it!"

Don't look at Tang Long's ease of dealing with him, mainly because of his own strengths, the weakness of the enemy, if he escapes, and then transforms and transforms, the next time he fights, it will not be so easy, a living organism, if it wants to achieve the theoretical 'perfect' state, it needs to go through thousands of internal evolutions, even if Tang Long's divine transformation accelerates this process, it is not a quick success, and the risk is also very high; but transforming people is different, the other party only needs to lie on the experimental table and take a scalpel.

After chasing for more than ten miles, he finally lost it, mainly because there were too many deserters from the Japanese division, which affected Tang Long's judgment, and he couldn't help but sigh, the next time he has this kind of opportunity, it will not be so easy to KO one-on-one with the other party!

I walked back with little interest, but I didn't know that a hundred miles away, a group of soldiers were also gathered together, mixed with a few young girls, the male beard and body hair are developed, the high nose bridge, thin lips, straight chin, the female is blonde, red hair, good face, hot body, like a Barbie doll.

"Taras, we should contact the Americans as soon as possible, otherwise, the leader's task will not be completed." A low and hoarse voice came from a fourteen or fifteen-year-old red-haired little Lori.

"Shut up, Natasha, the chief has his thoughts," another slightly older blonde reprimanded, and the future famous Normanoff agent pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Well, the Americans and the Japanese are fighting on the sea, go now, obviously not a good time, I have my arrangement." Taras? Taras Romanoff, Natasha's godfather, the head of the KGB, smiled lovingly at the two men, thoughtfully. (To be continued.) )

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