Chapter Twenty-Three: The Tyrannosaurus

Three days later, the Kowloon Walled City.

Yang Sheng sat under the noisy ring, squinting at the fierce fight between the two fighters in the ring.

With Yang Sheng in the red stick, he is now qualified to sit under the ring.

Of course, He Wenchang and the other three were in front of him.

This time, Yang Sheng doesn't know if it's lucky, he has played more than ten games before, but it hasn't been his turn yet, maybe there will be a chance to get a bye.

However, looking at Yang Sheng, he suddenly felt a little strange, and he asked the ghost guy Wen on the side, "Why do you feel like there are fewer people?" Last time I was in the top 50, but it doesn't seem like there were 50 people here. ”

Ghost Guy Wen said in a low voice: "Big guy, not everyone is as perverted as you, every fight is a life-and-death battle and I haven't been injured too much."

Even if some people win, they won't be able to heal their injuries in three days, and if there is no one else in the club to replace them, they will definitely not play.

Anyway, for most clubs, it's okay to be in the top 50 without losing too much face, and it's not a shame to abstain.

For most fighters, winning the battle is the scenery of the community, and if they really cripple themselves, whether the club will care about them for a lifetime is not necessarily. ”

Yang Sheng nodded and looked at Chao Yiyong's side.

The underground emperor is still arrogant and domineering, and this time he didn't trouble himself because he took into account the overall situation of the Dragon City Championship, and he was afraid that things would get bigger, and the matter of him bribing boxers to play match-fixing broke out.

But if you sabotage his plan and kill his head horse, you will definitely be hated by the other party.

So you still have to be careful to avoid being shot by the other party.

No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives.

Now although Yang Sheng's national art specialization has reached 90%, the fastest killing is always a firearm.

He wasn't arrogant enough to be free to ride through the hail of bullets.

At this moment, the game on the stage was over.

Referee Song Changli walked into the ring and said in a deep voice: "In the next game, Hong Shenglian will fight against the British Associated Press!" Please send your own players to the field! ”

Yang Sheng was stunned, but he didn't expect that his next opponent would be someone from the British Associated Press.

At this time, the people with other words below were also talking there, and Yang Sheng vaguely heard the word 'Tigern'.

Ghost Guy Wen smiled on the side: "Brother Sheng, you are now famous in Hong Kong, and they all call you 'Tyranny' Yang Sheng now." ”

Yang Sheng wondered: "Why did you give me such a nickname?" ”

"Because two of the three tigers of the British Associated Press died at your hands, the dragon is more majestic than the tiger.

And Brother Sheng, you are extremely fierce, this nickname is very vivid. ”

Yang Sheng pursed his lips, but he was indifferent to this nickname.

Hong Kong always likes to give people some nicknames, and although most of them are extremely middle-class, they still enjoy it.

As soon as Yang Sheng stood up, He Wenchang pulled Yang Sheng with some trepidation and admonished:

"Ah Sheng, you must be calm this time, just stop at the point."

He Wenchang was really frightened by Yang Sheng.

Yang Shengke has already killed two people in the Dragon City Championship.

It's just three things, if Yang Sheng beats the people of the British Associated Press to death again, he is afraid that he will have a heart attack.

Yang Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm measured." ”

Although Yang Sheng said so, He Wenchang didn't believe it.

Yang Sheng said the same thing last time, but Feng Le's heart was blown up by Yang Sheng.

However, this time Yang Sheng was not really perfunctory, and he was not prepared to really make a dead move.

After killing Luo Rong, he had no contradiction with the British Associated Press, and even Chai Jiu had the intention of soliciting him.

And he also knew the clues of the main quest Royal Forest Saber from Chai Jiu, as long as the other party clicked to the end, of course Yang Sheng would not kill him.

As Yang Sheng walked to the ring to sign the life and death certificate, the British Associated Press also walked up to the stage, a young man in his early thirties but full of white hair.

This white-haired young man is naturally the last of the three tigers of the British Associated Press, the white-headed tiger Zuo Kun!

Compared with Ruan Feng and Yaohui, Zuo Kun became famous earlier.

More than ten years ago, he followed the leading Chai Hongtu of the British Associated Press to enter Thailand, and won 17 matches in a row in the underground boxing ring, and the Thai guys who beat him were terrified.

At the same time, he is also Chai Hongtu's godson, and even many people thought that he should be the next leader of the British Associated Press.

Even if it weren't for him, Chai Jiu's superior Zuo Kun might not be convinced, and some people speculated that Zuo Kun would have an internal fight with Chai Jiu.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Luo Rong who jumped out, but Zuo Kun honestly worked hard for Chai Jiu.

I don't know if Zuo Kun is too loyal to Chai Hongtu, or Chai Jiu's means are superb.

"To be honest, although I hate Yao Fai and that Vietnamese boy, I am very unhappy with your nickname."

Zuo Kun is tall, close to two meters, and has long hands and feet, and the whole person is like a fierce giant ape, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Yang Sheng shook his head and said, "I only found out about this nickname today, and I can't blame it." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Kun's mouth: "Whether this nickname is your own or not, if I don't fight with you, the name of the Three Tigers of the British Associated Press will become a joke."

Brother Chai Jiu said that you are very extraordinary, not something in the pool, but I don't believe it.

Hummer Yang Sheng, better than me, your nickname is worthy of the name! ”

As Zuo Kun's voice fell, he took the lead in making a move, and the two long arms were like iron whips, smashing down their heads in turn, letting out a strong wind howling.

Many people in the audience were also screaming there.

The Three Tigers of the Associated Press were killed by Yang Sheng, and now the strongest white-headed tiger Zuo Kun has made a move, which can definitely be regarded as a dragon fight.

Yang Sheng did not retreat but advanced, and the pile under his feet exerted force, his fist was like artillery, and his strength was sudden!

Xingyi cannon fist!

With just against rigid, the explosion of the collision of the two fists alternated even gave people the illusion of a hammer impact.

Yang Sheng and Zuo Kun felt a huge force attacking at the same time, and the two sides took a step back almost at the same time, and then collided together again, fists to the flesh, palms collided.

Zuo Kun's back splitting and hanging fist is fierce and fierce, and he has rich experience in actual combat, and he has won the essence of the four sentences of the back hanging:

You walk in front of me, you walk in front of me, you walk in front of me and I go straight; If the king is vicious, the wind and thunder will slash his hands!

The two arms and two fists smashed and swept, like a heavy hammer and a big gun, and the momentum was like a rainbow that forced Yang Sheng all the way to the edge of the ring.

At the moment when Zuo Kun's left and right arms were slashed in a row, Yang Sheng's body was violently short, and his transformation into Tai Chi meant Tai Chi, and he turned rigidity into softness.

With Tai Chi Yun's hand to unload the force, the whole person took advantage of the situation to crash into Zuokun Zhonggong, collapsed in half a step, and suddenly exerted force!

Zuo Kun's face flushed when he was caught off guard by Yang Sheng's blow, he snorted, and his steps began to float.

Yang Sheng's previous paths were all extremely fierce northern boxing techniques, and he could even attack with Zuo Kun, and the competition between the two sides was no longer the level of national arts, but the simple physical strength.

Zuo Kun is tall and long-handed, and he relied on his physical advantage to force Yang Sheng all the way to the edge of the ring, but he also fell into this rhythm.

He never expected that Yang Sheng would be able to turn from rigid to soft so smoothly, and he was caught off guard!

At this time, Yang Sheng's ears also heard a cold mechanical sound that did not distinguish between men and women.

"The national art specialization has increased by 2%, a total of 92%.

This specialization is self-enlightenment and can still be held after leaving the world of reincarnation. ”

Yang Sheng studied national art a few years ago, but in fact, what he learned was not only national art, but also other fighting techniques, simply put, killing techniques, which were used for revenge.

It is difficult to learn Guoshu with this mentality, because what he pursues is always revenge, not extreme absolute strength.

It wasn't until he entered the world of reincarnation that Yang Sheng got his revenge, he no longer had any obsession in his heart, and after fighting, he had some understanding of the national arts he had learned before, and his specialization would naturally improve.

It's like the instantaneous turn of rigidity to softness, and softness to rigidity, the shape and meaning of Taiji have reached the realm of transformation, and the epiphany has improved significantly.

The prompt of the reincarnation system did not slow down Yang Sheng, and he took this opportunity to directly close to the body.

Cai Li Fo! Iron Arrow Fist!

Bajiquan! Top elbow!

Xingyi Fist! Drill the horizontal cannon!

Shadowboxing! Move the barricade!

The number of boxing methods was switched arbitrarily, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the fist momentum was vertical and horizontal, but this time Zuo Kun was forced into the corner of the ring.

Zuo Kun suddenly leaned back at this time, and his body actually pushed the rope of the ring back by half a meter.

The back splitting and hanging are all long fists, one inch long and one inch strong, the arms are like iron whips, the force is fast and long, and it takes a certain distance to be able to exert the greatest power.

Zuo Kun was suppressed by Yang Sheng's continuous punches before, but at this time, the distance of half a meter gave him a chance to regain his strength.

The arms were upright, and the strength opened and closed, like an iron whip smashing down.

The lumbar spine twisted and rotated with force, like a big gun shaking.

A double move, straight to Yang Sheng's head and chest!

Through the back of the three-yuan hand! Wind Chaser! Single Splitter!

The strong wind came in his face, Yang Sheng crossed his feet and retreated, narrowly avoiding these two moves, and at the same time, his legs flew in a row, and the huge strength directly overturned Zuo Kun's whole person out of the ring!

At this moment, Yang Sheng stepped forward violently, grabbed Zuo Kun's legs, and dragged him back to the ring.

After Zuo Kun stood still, his face flushed and let out a long breath, "Yuhuan step!" Mandarin duck legs! I didn't expect you to poke at the door!

There are not many people in Hong Kong who are proficient in northern boxing, and you are enough to rank in the top three! This one is a lot of fun!

Thank you for saving me face and not letting me fall out of the ring and lose too ugly.

Hummer Yang Sheng, worthy of his name!

I am convinced of your kung fu, and I am also convinced of Brother Chai Jiu's ability to look at people. ”

Yang Sheng gasped slightly: "You're polite, one move and two styles, you don't use the most ruthless forehead wrapping hand in the back Sanyuan hand."

By the way, thank you to Brother Chai Jiu on my behalf, thank him for helping me speak at my boss last time. ”

Zuo Kun nodded, and suddenly said, "Yang Sheng, your work is too wasteful in Hong Shenglian."

Pass my British Associated Press, double flower red sticks and oil tip Wang three places of the fit people to choose from!

The Three Tigers of the Associated Press no longer exist today, but the name of One Dragon and One Tiger is definitely louder than before! ”

Yang Sheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Brother Chai Jiu also said similar things to me at the beginning, and my answer today is the same."

I can't forget my roots, and I want to 'have a beginning and an end' for Hong Shenglian. ”

Seeing Yang Sheng's refusal, Zuo Kun only sighed regretfully, and did not dwell too much.

Then he looked at Song Changli and said in a deep voice: "Master Song, I lost this game. ”

Song Changli is the mountain master of Hongmen's Weiyuan Hall, and the British Associated Press also belongs to the Hongmen lineage, but Chai Hongtu's seniority is lower than Song Changli's, so Zuo Kun also wants to call him his ancestor.

The criterion for winning or losing a Dragon City tournament is that one side has no resistance or is knocked out of the ring.

Theoretically, Zuo Kun can still continue to fight, but to this extent, there is no need to continue fighting.

Song Changli nodded, glanced at Yang Sheng and Zuo Kun approvingly, and said loudly: "Hong Shenglian Yang Sheng, win another game!" ”

He is an older generation of Jianghu people, and he still appreciates Zuo Kun and Yang Sheng's fierce fight in the ring, but they pity each other in the ring.

The eyes of the many people under the ring looking at Yang Sheng also changed slightly.

Killing two of the three tigers of the British Associated Press alone and defeating the strongest white-headed tiger Zuo Kun, Yang Sheng's name as a dragon can be said to be well-deserved.

Even if he is only from a sunset club like Hong Shenglian, he also has his name Yang Sheng in Hong Kong.