Chapter 253: Iron Tower Yang Alternative Competition
Chapter 253: Iron Tower Yang Alternative Competition
Eagle Claw Li stretched out his right hand. Zhihao understood and extended his right hand, and the two hands were held together. Eagle Claw Li smiled slightly, and his originally cold face now showed more enthusiasm, "At such a young age,
I admire you for having such skill." At the same time, he secretly exerted force with his right hand.
Zhihao concentrated his thoughts secretly and transferred his energy to his right hand, "Brother Li's Eagle Claw Kung Fu has reached an unpredictable level. Zhihao was lucky enough to take advantage of it. Brother Li accepted it."
Eagle Claw Li only felt the soft strength of Zhihao's right hand, as if it was endless, coming from his arm. He had already increased his strength, but could not move him half a bit. While he was doubting, he realized that Zhihao slowly started to exert force.
Eagle Claws Li suddenly felt that his right hand was being held so painfully that he truly believed that the strength of Zhang Zhihao's hand was no less than his own pair of eagle claws. He hurriedly removed the strength, but in vain found that Zhihao's right hand also lost strength at the same time.
, returns to the soft state.
"Little brother, at such a young age, has already achieved such accomplishments. Lao Li admires him. Heroes come from young. Lao Li is convinced." After saying this, he removed his right hand, bowed to Zhihao again, turned around, stepped back, and sat down.
on the sofa.
Zhihao was about to speak when he looked up and saw He Donghai. His stern eyes suddenly softened a lot, as if showing a hint of approval. Zhihao stopped talking and looked at He Donghai without a smile, neither cold nor hot.
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In the middle of the hall, Zhihao was alone and became the object of everyone's attention. All eyes were looking at Zhihao. As long as He Donghai didn't speak, everyone remained silent.
Xueting ran up to Zhihao in a few steps. She looked at Zhihao's wounds with a look of concern on her face. She wanted to tear open her clothes and bandage them. Zhihao raised her hand to stop him, opened his shirt and tore off a few pieces of it.
Xueting untied Zhihao's clothes, took off his sleeves, and bandaged Zhihao carefully.
Liu Xiaoyuan on the side felt extremely distressed and disappointed when he saw the loving and concerned look in Xueting's eyes. That look clearly told him that in this life, this charming girl would always pay attention to Zhang Zhihao in front of him.
Seeing that Zhihao was injured, Xueting felt extremely distressed. She bandaged Zhihao from time to time, but her eyes were still full of concern and a little bit of resentment, making Zhihao secretly feel sorry for Xueting.
"Be careful. If you don't do it anymore, you may get hurt." Xueting's eyes turned red and she almost cried.
"It's nothing, just a minor skin injury." Zhihao smiled slightly and patted Xueting's tender shoulder. They were really like a pair of loving mandarin ducks who were not alarmed in times of crisis. They showed tender care and acted as if no one else was around. This is enough.
It was enough to make everyone present envious and make Liu Xiaoyuan jealous and want to bleed.
He Donghai remained silent and looked at Zhihao. The indifference in his eyes seemed to have softened, but the content in his eyes was expressionless and hard to figure out. Zhihao was about to politely ask He Donghai for instructions.
How to deal with the next thing, but when he saw another person standing up in the circle of people in front of the sofa, Zhihao knew that another challenger had come out, so what kind of opponent would he face?
The person who came was tall and tall, with thick arms and legs. He stood in front of Zhihao like an iron tower. He had a round face, thick eyebrows and tall eyes, wide ears and a square mouth. This immediately reminded Zhihao of Arhat and Hu Baiqiang.
This is what my Arhat looks like.
Thinking of Arhat, Zhihao felt a slight twinge of guilt. Although under the circumstances at that time, he had no choice but to hurt people, he had no grievances and hurt people's lives. After all, he felt uneasy. Zhihao sighed secretly. Monkey wanted to do it for
Arhat is seeking revenge. If the monkey continues to take action, he still has to tolerate it. Who will let him be held accountable?
The visitor looked directly at Zhihao and spoke slowly, with a voice as loud as a bell, "I'm from Tieta Yang. He's a little famous in the world due to his rough skin and thick flesh. Today, in front of the boss, I'm going to learn the clever tricks of brother Zhihao."
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Zhihao hurriedly signaled Xueting to step back, cupping his fists and saluting, "Zhihao is just an ignorant junior, please enlighten me, and I hope Brother Yang will be merciful."
"Ha-ha-" a hearty laugh, full of pride, "I, Lao Yang, have been watching the fight between you and Eagle Claw just now. You are also a person of high spirit, which I admire. I, Lao Yang, don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to hurt you.
I don’t want you to hurt me. Let’s try another way of playing, what do you think?”
When Zhihao saw Tieta Yang saying this, he suddenly relaxed. The current situation had inexplicably turned from tense to peaceful. There was no murderous intention at all. It was as if brothers were sparring with each other. It was really a bit dramatic. Haha... interesting.
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At that moment, Zhihao clasped his fists, smiled slightly, and said in a very calm tone, "Just follow Brother Yang's arrangement." Since the other party has no intention of harming him, what can Zhihao not agree to? A peaceful competition, a quiet sparring,
This feeling is very consistent with Zhihao's psychology.
"Okay, how about this, you punch me three times first, and I'll punch you three more times, see who can hold on. What do you think?" Tieta Yang said, his tone easy-going, without any sign of a life-and-death struggle.
The monkey on the side looked happy, but suddenly froze slowly. Of course the monkey knew Zhihao's strength, although Tieta Yang's ability to resist blows must be first-rate without even trying it, but Zhihao's magical ability
Strength cannot be known by imagination. Who has never tried it before? In the battle between the two gangs at that time, it was not Zhihao who punched a brother who had practiced hard qigong under Mr. Hu and cultivated it.
Did it take more than a month to slowly recover from the injury? In such a competition with Tieta Yang today, can Tieta Yang take advantage? And let Zhihao take the first move, Xuan!
What if I let Tie Ta strike first? Maybe I still have a 70-80 chance of winning. After all, Tie Ta Yang is tall and strong, so he is naturally strong. Monkey knows Zhihao's ability to withstand blows. A stick hitting him will not hurt him at all.
If you don't know Zhihao, they are all blows without any skill. Compared with the blows of practicing hands, they are completely different. No matter how strong Zhihao's ability to resist blows is, he can withstand the iron tower's three hammer-sized blows.
Boxing?
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhihao again. Zhihao thought for a moment and said to Tieta Yang, "Brother Yang's idea is certainly a good one, but this will still inevitably lead to injuries. If there are casualties, it will definitely hurt the brotherhood. It's better to do this.
, let’s find an inanimate object and hit it separately, we can still test each other’s lethality, so why test it with a human body?”
Tieta Yang smiled heartily, "My little brother is thoughtful, this is the best."
"Thank you, Brother Yang." Zhihao smiled slightly, clasped his fists and nodded.
"Come here, go to the basement and get two wooden boards for me to practice on!" Iron Tower Yang ordered, and someone was already running downstairs.
The people present were slightly relaxed at this time, without any tension at all, and some were even whispering to each other. He Donghai still sat behind the boss's desk without any expression, looking at the two people in the hall, with even a look on his face. With a leisurely and contented expression, he quietly observed the development of the situation without saying a word or making any expression.
From time to time, four or five people carried two wooden boards and stood them on the low table next to the hall. Are these wooden boards? Zhihao couldn't help but be stunned. The two square wooden boards were one meter square, but how thick were they? It's a foot thick. Is this the wooden board that Tieta Yang practices on? It's more like a wooden block. If it were smaller, it would be a wooden pillar.
Tieta Yang smiled slightly and said, "Little brother, these are two fine red pine boards with good texture. Why is Lao Yang reluctant to use them for daily practice? You are a guest, so you treat me first."
