Volume 2 [Young tiger crosses the stream and meets] NO.11 Sturdy Xia Zhen
In fifteen seconds, the two of them went back and forth with ten moves, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as thunder. Just one face-to-face, the audience was stunned from silence to roaring, the sound was like a volcanic eruption, suddenly sprang out, and boomed
With a sound, he opened the roof.
Xia Zhen waved her arms excitedly, her smile was no different from that of an ordinary girl, but she was getting more and more fanatical, waving the Coke bottle and yelling: "Come on, Zhang Ben! Kill the iron-faced wolf! Beat this leprechaun."
Leather Wolf!”
Her voice was loud, and a group of people around her roared. Naturally, there were more people supporting the Iron Masked Wolf. Some guys seemed to be ready to force them away. The Iron Masked Wolf had a very high winning rate, and it was supposed to be a sure profit.
I just didn't expect that this guy who came today would be so difficult to deal with.
The most important thing is that many people have seen the odds of 1 to 3, and some are bold enough to take a chance. Some high rollers even carelessly beat Zhang Bi for 12 million, such as Huang Silang.
Naturally, the young master will not take a mere two million in his eyes.
Huang Silang has more than a hundred boxers under his command. An Alsleng will make a net profit of more than 6 million yuan if he fights in more than thirty games. When accumulated, it is also an extremely terrifying amount.
It's just that there are only a few people in Zhonghai who are crazy about playing like him. Fortunately, there is no shortage of descendants in the family of the rich man. There are definitely not a few who are prodigal, such as Xia Zhen, the president of Laozi Bank and the director of Lao Ma Group.
Long and spending money like running water are not enough to describe the situation.
Xia Zhen is not the only prodigal bitch like this. As long as she meets ten or eight people, getting twenty million from one person a year is like a joke.
"Kill the Iron Masked Wolf!"
"Crush him to death—"
Noisy and foul language resounded all over the sky. After Zhang Bi and the Iron Masked Wolf fought, Zhang Bi already had a chance of winning, but the Iron Masked Wolf was a little confused: Is this kid crazy? He actually went head-to-head with me and killed a thousand enemies at his own expense.
Eight hundred, who is the disciple who was taught by someone?
To put it bluntly, the first step of martial arts is to knock down the opponent while ensuring that you suffer minimal damage, so as to extend your martial arts life span.
In ancient times, most powerful generals with high martial arts skills would not foolishly confront people head-on, except of course those with natural supernatural powers, because there is no comparison.
However, Zhang Bi has the fountain of life, so he has no worries at all, unless the Iron Masked Wolf is absolutely sure that he can kill Zhang Bi with one blow.
But that's almost impossible.
Looking at the world, the probability of a master-level warrior being killed by the enemy with his bare hands is really low in a one-on-one challenge.
Take Ma Minggao as an example. He can definitely be regarded as a first-class master with rich practical experience. Before he started training, his masters and brothers had at least 20,000 moves between them. These 20,000 moves are real practice.
It's not just a show. After training, I have to compete with people at least two hundred times, and the opponents have various schools, so I can reach such a level.
But although Ma Minggao is strong, he is still not as good as a master. The so-called master means that he can establish a sect or has been able to innovate and optimize his own martial arts. This kind of person has extremely high basic skills and understanding.
Bones are the strength of a person's body. Whether the bones are hard or the muscles are strong, this is the basic condition for becoming a master. Simply put, it can be understood as hardware.
Comprehension is the ability to understand the move. You must understand the function and the environment of the move, and be able to interpret and digest it. This is understanding. The biggest difference between people with understanding and those without understanding is that what people without understanding learn is
The form may be as powerful as a tiger against ordinary people, but compared to a person who truly understands it thoroughly, it is a scumbag. People with understanding can see through the opponent's moves and restrain them, so they have the title of master.
Therefore, understanding can be understood as software.
The principles of the world, the practice of various abilities, and daily study are all like this. This is why real martial artists do not belittle martial arts, but they do not elevate martial arts. There is no invincible fighting technique in the world, only people who are getting stronger and stronger.
When Gen Gu's understanding is reached, even if he only learns Wang Ba Quan, he can still make a name for himself.
But at this time, the audience in the hall is indeed in a good mood, because whether it is Zhang Bi or Iron Mask Wolf, they are both real masters.
In terms of boxing and kicking skills, Iron Masked Wolf knew very well that the boy in front of him might have more experience than him.
Where did the monster come from...
The Iron-faced Wolf secretly smacked his tongue, but his on-the-spot tactics were extremely ruthless.
A minute passed. The two sides were going back and forth, with fists and kicks flying. It could be said that the fight was so exciting that it made people excited. Originally, the fight would not be so thrilling, just like filming a movie, but Zhang Ben made up his mind to go head-to-head with the Iron-faced Wolf.
, so the rhythm of the fight was abruptly changed to this kind of power confrontation...
Zhang Ben was protected by the Fountain of Life. Although his recovery was slow, the situation was ebbing and flowing. The Iron-faced Wolf only endured it for two minutes before it was too much.
The guy on the opposite side was actually far behind him in strength. I have to say that cheating with the Fountain of Life was really fun. Zhang Ben's fists made a crunching sound, and he could even throw punches similar to Muay Thai.
Sweat was pouring down, and the Iron-faced Wolf cried out in his heart: How could this be a human being? This was clearly a humanoid tank!
Bang!
The two of them each used their whip legs. The iron-faced wolf was tall and had long legs, while Zhang Ben had strong muscles and compact bones. After the collision between his legs, the iron-faced wolf felt pain in his heart, but Zhang Ben's expression remained unchanged and he was still able to do it.
He rushed over and continued to use diagonal stomps similar to those of Zha Quan. If you don't look carefully, you might fool people into thinking they were a kick and a kick.
Bang!
The marble was licked directly to create a small crack. This terrifying force made the iron-faced wolf take a dozen steps back and distance itself from Zhang Ben. When he approached the iron chain railing, a sudden change occurred.
Click!
I don't know where a sheathed Japanese sword was thrown from. This Japanese sword is about four feet long. The iron-faced wolf holds the long handle with both hands, and the blade looks extremely ferocious under the light.
"Death! Ha!"
The iron-faced wolf roared loudly and rushed over, slashing straight in the front with such force that the people around him screamed and roared. Some men even tore off their ties and shouted directly: "Kill this little beast to death -
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"Hmph!" Zhang Bi snorted coldly. If the opponent was using a large and small flower gun or a five-tiger gun and a large gun, he might still be nervous, but he used a Japanese sword. This has to be said about Zhang Bi's luck.
Not bad.
It stands to reason that at this time, there are so many dangers, how can we say we are lucky?
In fact, Zhang Sanxian has the most experience in dealing with this Japanese sword.
Taking a small step, he retreated about a foot and turned sideways. Zhang Ben began to move faster and his upper body swayed rhythmically back and forth.
At this time, some boxing fans have noticed that this kid is actually using boxing steps. The most exciting thing is that Zhang Bi may be using boxing champion Ali's butterfly dance steps. It is full of power and is also very agile.
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The Iron-faced Wolf was also in disbelief that this boy could learn such a complicated thing!
Cutting off an iron chain with one stroke, Zhang Ben was like a cat darting left and right, avoiding the pursuit of a vicious dog. It seemed that everything was in danger, but the one sweating nervously was actually a wolf in the iron mask.
Because Zhang Bi’s eyes were too calm.
At this time, Zhang Ben had not yet caught the Iron Masked Wolf's flaw, so he was not in a hurry and just dodged. There were boos for a while, and only one person was there yelling curses.
"Iron Masked Wolf, you are a gelded husband, do you still have the **** face?"
Xia Zhen, a little girl, was so angry that she was worried about Zhang Bi. She looked around and smashed the Coke bottle up. With a click, the Coke bottle fell under the ring without even touching the railing.
At this time, sparks were flying in the arena, and the collision between the Japanese knife, the chain, and the marble was really heart-wrenching. However, Xia Zhen glanced at the position of the Coke bottle at this time, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Hey, what are you talking about? It's actually those eighteen kinds of weapons neatly arranged for Qi Yaowu.
"Man! Let me also throw you a handy weapon. What do you use?" Xia Zhen shouted loudly, which immediately made the people around him dissatisfied. The little girl's eyes widened and she drew a wild goose feather knife.
He slashed at the shelf, and then shouted at the group of men who were eager to get on and off: "Which son of a bitch dares to come up, I will castrate him with one knife!"
"Give me a little flower gun!" Zhang Ben was slightly distracted at this time, and was almost stabbed by the iron-faced wolf. A bloody groove was cut on his arm, and he shot out with a pop.
"Which one is the little flower gun?"
"You can just throw it up!"
Zhang Bi didn't think much and shouted loudly.
At this time, Xia Zhen's eyes lit up. She found a long guy who didn't know what it was. It weighed about fifty or sixty pounds. She didn't know how she dragged it. She put it on the ring, then lifted it up and sent it up.
, and then he was so tired that he panted like a dog.
"Smelly Sanba! You are the son of that boy above! You..."
"Damn fat pig! That's my man! What's the matter? If you have the guts, come over and challenge me. I will castrate you first and then kill you, do you believe it?"
"..."
The fat man was choked to death with one sentence, and only those with sharp eyesight whispered: "That's Xia Guinong's daughter."
So Xia Zhen arrogantly put her hands on her hips and held a wild goose feather knife on her heel. She really looked like a female mountain eagle.
At this time, Zhang Bi staggered again on the ring. A male tiger jumped into the gorge, and then a donkey rolled. He stood up and hooked the long thing with his toes, and was about to lift it up.
"Holy shit! Why is it so important!"
A sixty-pound gun? No! This is a three-foot steel gun...