Off the court, Tang Guo's eyes turned red when Ye Huang took off his underwear.
She was not unaware of the scars on Ye Huang's body, but even if she knew about them, she felt a dull pain in her heart every time she looked at them.
This was her man. How could she not feel distressed when her man was so seriously injured?
She finally understood why every time Ye Huang did that with her, he always turned off the lights, because that way, she wouldn't see these horrific scars, and her heartache would be lighter.
"He has a few more scars."
Looking at the new wounds on Ye Huang's back, Tang Guo whispered softly with tears in his eyes.
At the same time, I was filled with regret.
The guy in front of me has already sacrificed too much, yet I still lose my temper with him over trivial matters. What could be better than having my lover safe and sound?
Thinking of this, Tang Guo couldn't help but squat on the ground and covered his chest in pain.
"It's really not that simple!"
In the audience, Feng Shanhu was also shocked when Ye Huang showed his scars. His father had participated in the counterattack against Vietnam and was a member of the Sharp Knife Company. He was said to have survived by fighting the Vietnamese army with bayonets among the dead.
He felt that the wounds on his father's body were already intimidating, but compared with Ye Huang, they pale into insignificance.
What kind of experience caused the years to leave such profound marks on him?
Feng Shanhu is unknown.
There are many people with the same mood, and everyone is guessing.
After kneading his fists, Ye Huang stretched out his muscles and stood on the spot with a posture and said, "Don't be stunned, you can start."
After being called out by Ye Huang, the four of them came to their senses. Then they each winked, shouted and attacked Ye Huang at the same time, hoping to make Ye Huang panic all of a sudden.
"Well done!"
With a low voice, Ye Huang took a wrong step and faced Qiu Xiaofeng, who was kicking his whip at him.
Blocking with both hands, he suddenly and firmly blocked the powerful and heavy whip kick. Then it was not over yet. Ye Huang's hands changed from fists to grasping, and he directly grabbed the latter's footsteps, and then suddenly suddenly
With a loose move forward and a stroke of four or two, Qiu Xiaofeng's whip that originally hit Ye Huang's neck hit another person.
The heavy impact sound spread throughout the underground boxing ring, but Ye Huang had no time to care about it. At the same time, the other two people had already arrived, and in the lightning flash, their fists hit Ye Huang's armpits.
The armpits are a person's weakest point, and even if they are powerful, they will definitely be destroyed after a few blows.
Ye Huang was unafraid and stamped his feet on the ground suddenly. He shouted in a deep voice. The two punches he pushed were clamped by Ye Huang with his upper limbs. The fists thrown by the two people were unable to move under Ye Huang's armpits.
"Get out of here!"
With a loud shout, Ye Huang caught the two people's arms. He pinched the other's neck with both hands and threw the two people who were a head lower than him directly. Then Ye Huang took advantage of the trend again and hit Baji.
The fist connected and hit the men sent by Liu Haotian forcefully.
"Pfft..."
The moment Ye Huang pressed against the mountain, the little man felt a sharp pain in his chest, and several ribs were broken. Then his throat felt fishy and salty, and he vomited out blood.
With just one blow, one of them lost his fighting ability.
"Since you are a soldier, I will not destroy you, otherwise your sternum will not be preserved!"
After giving the short man a cold glance, Ye Huang turned around and once again entered the encirclement of the three men.
Bajiquan is not the boxing technique that Ye Huang mainly studies, but Ye Huang, who has a background in ancient martial arts, can learn this kind of thing many times faster than the average person.
In particular, these methods are so familiar that they cannot be familiar with them anymore.
If others are still boxing according to boxing routines, Ye Huang has already transcended this category. In a battle, Ye Huang can flexibly understand.
Use the various boxing techniques you are familiar with flexibly according to the required situation.
The four-liang movement of a thousand pounds is a Tai Chi skill, while the "mountain support" is the most famous move in Bajiquan.
Ye Huang's move hit the mountain with great force. If he hadn't held back a little at the last moment, I'm afraid that kid might have died on the spot.
In the smoke and clouds of Beijing, Xing Tian, who was in the ring, smashed almost all of the opponent's chest with a stick against the mountain. This move was as domineering as you can imagine.
"What a great reminder."
The shooter, Feng Shanhu, stood up directly when Ye Huang used the mountain support and praised loudly.
However, compared to his admiration, Liu Haotian's face turned pale and he fell down within a minute of going up. This was really embarrassing.
If he hadn't known that this person was loyal to his Liu family, he would have thought that he was acting.
When all kinds of exclamations sounded from below, Ye Huang from above still did not stop his exercises.
His hands formed into palms, like cattail fans, among the three of them, he swatted away the three people who were originally planning to attack him.
Whether it was Qiu Xiaofeng or Sheshan's subordinate who just praised Haikou, they all felt a burning pain when they were scratched by Ye Huang's palm just now.
Wherever it touched, it felt like it was on fire, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
Qiu Xiaofeng and the other three were riding a tiger with difficulty at the moment. Seeing Ye Huang deal with one of them in an instant, they all felt fear in their hearts.
Who says this guy can't do it without speed?
They were so close to each other that they could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking. The thought that it might be them made their scalps tingle.
"You two, if you don't want to follow in the same footsteps, then show some skills."
Qiu Xiaofeng shouted at the two of them and started to use Shaolin's long fists.
Qiu's hometown is in the Shaolin area of Songshan, Henan. When he was a child, his father sent him to Shaolin to be a monk for a year, so he is naturally familiar with Chang Quan.
When he said this, the other two people did not dare to be careless.
One is Wing Chun, the other is Xingyi Quan, but both are very charming.
"I have some foundation in Wing Chun, Xingyi, and Shaolin Changquan. I will let you see the eight extremes that cannot be competed in the ring, so that you can understand why there are eight extremes in martial arts that determine the world!"
Seeing the punches performed by the three of them, Ye Huang also became somewhat interested.
His feet suddenly hit the ground, and the bluestone of the arena shattered with the sound. Ye Huang directly stepped on a pair of deep footprints on the ground twice, making the people below him stare straight.
Qiu Xiaofeng and the other three were deeply shocked when they saw this scene.
How far has this guy practiced Baji Quan? He can actually break open monuments and rocks.
It is true that they can also crush rocks, but they all know that the effect and strength of punching out with a punch and stamping on the ground with both feet are completely different, and they are not on the same level at all.
For a moment, the three of them didn't know whether they should get in or not.
