Chapter Seventy-Five: I'll give you a little internal strength

walked into the company, walked towards the training room of the security company, and met a member of Zhou Daxiong's third team on the way, "Brother Xiong, are you back, are you okay?"

"It's okay, what about Zheng Dabiao?" Zhou Daxiong's face was depressed, and his brave image was ruined.

"Zheng Dabiao is in the training room. Du Guoqing replied, but his gaze barely left Qi Min.

When you come to the training room, you can find all the training equipment inside, such as sandbags, treadmills, bells, etc.

Among the many security personnel, a shirtless, dark-skinned, muscular young man was really punching sandbags, punching and kicking, and the sandbags swayed sharply, which showed that his strength was strong.

Zheng Dabiao, the captain of the fourth team of the Beiqi Security Company who has practiced Muay Thai for ten years.

Gu Bo saw Zheng Dabiao at a glance, no wonder Zhou Daxiong is not his opponent, a body full of explosive muscles, coupled with perennial training, his fighting skills are even more skilled, he has fought in the ring, and his experience is not weak.

You must know that in Thailand's local Muay Thai competition, the rules are relatively open, and it is not strange to have serious injuries, disabilities, and even deaths, and that harsh environment is not comparable in China.

In order to make money, in order to get ahead, training is also desperate, so when people reach middle age, there will be various physical problems, and physical fitness will even decline sharply, which is caused by overdrawing potential.

Such high-intensity training, in exchange, is naturally better strength.

After all, the domestic environment is different, not to mention this kind of game that liberalizes the rules, it is a private fight, once there is a serious injury, even if an agreement is signed, you will be held responsible, and if it is serious, you will even have to bear criminal responsibility.

In this case, who dares to compete, even if it is a competition, it is only a simple competition, and it will not improve much actual combat experience at all, and there is no such actual combat stage in China, so it is not surprising that the actual combat ability has declined.

Compared with a hundred years ago, the gap is too big, there were still rivers and lakes at the beginning, practicing martial arts in order to make a living, the strength is not as good as people, and those who die in a minute, in that situation and environment, it is natural to practice martial arts hard, and it must be killed with one blow.

Those boxers a hundred years ago, whether it was the intensity of martial arts training and the awareness of actual combat, far exceeded today's martial arts practitioners, and many of the harsh martial arts training methods of the older generation are now mostly unable to do it.

What's more, after going through those special periods, there have been faults, and decline has become inevitable.

It makes sense that the environment determines the rise and fall of a lineage.

"Zheng Dabiao. Zhou Daxiong shouted.

Zheng Dabiao walked over, although he was half a head shorter than Zhou Daxiong, and his figure was not as burly as Zhou Daxiong, but in his eyes, Zhou Daxiong was just big, and he despised Zhou Daxiong quite contemptuously in his heart.

"Zhou Daxiong, what's the matter, you are not convinced after losing, and you want to fight again?" A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Daxiong's face turned red, and he wanted to be furious, but he really couldn't beat the other party, and looked at Gu Bo, "This is my brother, who is brilliant in martial arts, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Zheng Dabiao glanced at Gu Bo, and immediately sneered, "Zhou Daxiong, are you pheating your own brother? With his small body, even you are not as good as you, fight me?"

"Hmph, my brother is a real martial arts master, and he has deep internal skills, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Zhou Daxiong was full of confidence in Gu Bo.

Zheng Dabiao was stunned, including other security personnel, and the members of Zhou Daxiong's third team covered their faces with their hands and couldn't stand it.

Reading martial arts novels is enchanted!

It's also profound, why don't you say it's flying away?

"Wowhaha, Zhou Daxiong, are you here to be funny?" Zheng Dabiao couldn't help laughing.

"He still has deep internal strength, if he has deep internal strength, I still have high mana. ”

Zhou Daxiong's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Who is joking with you? Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"I don't dare. Zheng Dabiao glanced at Gu Bo and said disdainfully: "I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll beat him to death!"

it!

It's too arrogant and crazy!

Qi Min's eyes lit up, Zheng Dabiao is so crazy, Gu Bo should not be able to help it, he will make a move, right?

Looking at Gu Bo expectantly, she also wanted to know how Gu Bo's kung fu was.

When fighting with Park Dae-ki, Gu Bo shot too fast, and when he saw his figure shaking, it was a slap.

Judging from the speed of Gu Bo beating Park Daji, Kung Fu should not be weak, and the strength of Kung Fu, speed is always very important.

"Gu Bo, beat him up, let him see your martial arts. Zhou Daxiong said indignantly.

Gu Bo narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Forget it." ”

Qi Min was stunned for a moment, this is cowardly?

Zhou Daxiong was in a hurry, Gu Bo was belittled so much, if he didn't teach him a lesson, wouldn't he always have to bow his head?

Zheng Dabiao was even more disdainful in his eyes, he was really a coward, and he dared to challenge himself, even if he was self-aware.

"You see that he is already ugly, with my martial arts, if I make a little heavier shot, and beat him beyond recognition, ugly to the sky, wouldn't it create an ugly monster that pollutes the appearance of the city?" Gu Bo then shook his head and sighed.

"You say it again?" Zheng Dabiao was furious.

"Say you're ugly, ugly, ugly, it's been three times, what can you do?" said Gu Bo with a cheap look.

it!

Zheng Dabiao was angry, but he finally endured it and sneered: "Don't try to provoke me to hit you, if I hit you, hum, you will definitely call the police, I won't be fooled." A look of "I've seen through everything" on his face.

Nima, Zheng Dabiao's goods, shouldn't they be tricked?

"Ugly monster, don't worry, you're not qualified for me to make a move. Gubo gave him a disdainful look.

"King Xiong, do you want to avenge your defeat?" Gu Bo said as he looked at Zhou Daxiong.

"But I can't beat him. Zhou Daxiong was depressed.

I also didn't understand it, didn't Gu Bo come to find a field for himself, why didn't he make a move?

Gu Bo suddenly looked serious and said, "King Xiong, today, I will let you defeat him, and I will give you a trace of internal strength to help you temporarily improve your strength." ”

Zhou Daxiong looked confused, and gave himself a trace of internal strength?

said it was like a martial artist, and I almost believed it, but is it possible?

I think back then, when he went to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts, he asked the hall owner, "Master, can you help me get through the second line of Ren Du?"

I still remember the messy appearance of Master Martial Arts in the wind......

And now, Gu Bo actually said that he wanted to give himself a trace of internal strength, are you sure it's not a joke?

Qi Min and Zheng Dabiao were also stunned, and the others also looked at Gu Bo and Nima with a look of teasing, and gave people a trace of internal strength, why don't you say that you will help Zhou Daxiong get through the second vein of Ren Du?

"Gubo, are you serious?"

"Of course!"

"Great, Gu Bo, why don't you help me get through the second vein of Ren Du!" Zhou Daxiong said happily.

Gubo: "......"

Qi Min and Zheng Dabiao: "......"

Everyone: "......"