Refuse to move, let’s see how you respond. Pu Zhengyun’s eyes are full of murderous intent. Geli Literature Network (Time Travel and Rebirth)
He had completely forgotten that this was a competition, not a life-and-death showdown. He rushed over, and when he came to He Zhenzhong, he stamped his feet fiercely, turned his body quickly, and then came behind He Zhenzhong.
He flew up with a kick, straightened his feet, and headed straight towards Lin Yi's vest. The sneer on Pu Zhengyun's face became even worse. He didn't move even one step. He wanted to see how this guy would respond.
"Are all Koreans as naive as you?"
Pu Zhengyun's face was full of ferociousness, and his teeth were almost broken. How dare this damn Chinese be so arrogant at this time?
call.
His right foot was extremely powerful and he dropped hard.
If this kick had landed on He Zhenzhong's weak vest, he believed that He Zhenzhong would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
The entire audience held their breath. If He Zhenzhong turned around, he would definitely move his feet. With this movement, how would he deal with the attack from behind?
"The Dragon Wags its Tail"
He Zhenzhong's voice rang out.
Pu Zhengyun's expression changed. He seemed to have forgotten that in Chinese martial arts, there are many, many moves to deal with attacks from behind.
Bang, Pu Zheng's foot finally missed He Zhenzhong's vest just a little bit.
And He Zhenzhong's foot lifted back with faster speed and stronger force, and then landed heavily on his chest.
Boom. A dull sound of falling to the ground resounded in the gymnasium.
Pu Zhengyun curled up on the ground, his body convulsing unconsciously due to the severe pain. Staring at He Zhenzhong who turned around slowly, his eyes were full of horror.
"Yes." Lin Xiaoxiao stood up and waved her fist fiercely.
The entire audience stood up and waved their hands.
"Bangzi, get back."
"Go back to your country."
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army is mighty."
The loud sound grew louder and louder, as if it was about to overturn the ceiling of the entire stadium.
In the excitement of life, He Chenguang's face turned red with excitement, he clenched his fists, and kept staring at He Zhenzhong. A strong desire arose in his heart. He wanted to be a soldier, and he wanted to be like him.
Same as big brother.
While lying on the ground, Park Zhengyun's face was completely distorted. He would never let that guy go. He reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand, took out a small bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it in one gulp.
Immediately, Park Zhengyun was completely different from before. His eyes were red and his breathing was heavy. If you look carefully, his face was still trembling slightly. This situation seemed to be like taking a drug similar to a stimulant.
"Drugs?"
"Bangzi, it's so embarrassing."
"Aren't you ashamed?"
He Zhenzhong frowned slightly, looked at Pu Zhengyun, and hummed: "So what if you took the medicine, believe it or not, I will still beat you up."
"Stop talking nonsense, ah." Pu Zhengyun roared, clapped his hands on the floor, and his body bounced up. Then, he waved his fists and rushed towards He Zhenzhong again. Under the stimulation of the drug, his movements changed.
The body's potential has been fully stimulated.
Although his speed has become faster and his strength has become stronger, Park Zhengyun's moves are completely out of shape.
boom.
He Zhenzhong shook his body and frowned. This guy's strength actually became comparable to his.
"Hahaha, what's up, that bullshit People's Liberation Army, isn't it going to work now?" Pu Zheng laughed arrogantly, like a lunatic.
At this time, he could no longer feel any pain, and his body was full of powerful power. He was confident that even if a cow was in front of him, he could easily defeat it now, let alone He Zhenzhong.
The audience's hearts tightened once again. Can He Zhenzhong really be able to deal with the drugged He Zhenzhong?
"If taking drugs can make you invincible, then we don't have to train so hard. Humph, you damn stick, get out of here." He Zhenzhong roared, his expression calm and intimidating. But his arms, chest, and lower abdomen
, the muscles were swollen and as hard as iron, especially in the hands, the veins on the backs of the hands swelled up like strips of earthworms, which looked a bit scary.
A punch roared out, the fist wind was fierce.
The military uniform shirt on He Zhenzhong even started to stir.
The punch was so powerful that the martial arts instructor from Southeast University was shocked and speechless.
"You hit me, ah."
boom.
Two huge fists collided together.
Everyone's eyes fell there, and they didn't dare to take a breath loudly.
Deng Deng Deng.
A few seconds later, Park Zhengyun shook his right hand and suddenly took a few steps back.
"Long live, long live uncle of the People's Liberation Army."
Cheers suddenly started.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Pu Zhengyun murmured, his face full of disbelief. He drank the medicine and unleashed his physical potential, but he was still knocked back by a punch?
"Ah." Park Zhengyun was repelled, like a wounded black bear. He went crazy. He gave up his moves completely. He wanted to kill that guy with his tyrannical strength and speed.
boom.
One punch.
boom.
Two punches.
The two quickly exchanged blows, exchanging punches one after another.
At the back, the speed became faster and faster, and blood was already splashing out.
Everyone was shocked by the bloody collision, and the blood and power were vividly displayed at this moment.
But He Zhenzhong still stood there, motionless, like a hill sitting there.
boom.
Another punch collided, and Park Zhengyun's right hand was shaking, and finally fell down. Unlike He Zhenzhong, he had not gone through the tough physical training of the army. Although he had taken medicine, the muscles and blood of his right hand could no longer bear it.
Living.
Lost, he actually lost? He took medicine and still lost? Park Zhengyun had an unreal feeling.
Bang, a crisp sound sounded.
He Zhenzhong's bloody right hand was thrust out as fast as lightning.
Pu Zhengyun's eyes were just blurred, and a hand actually fell hard on his face.
"You dare to slap me?" Pu Zhengyun covered his face, widened his eyes, and stared at He Zhenzhong in disbelief.
"This slap is your insult to us, China."
Snapped.
Before Pu Zhengyun could react, another slap fell on his face.
"This slap is your insult to our People's Liberation Army."
Snapped.
"This slap is for you, South Korea, to shamelessly steal our things."
Snapped.
The crisp sound of slaps kept ringing in the gymnasium.
Everyone was stunned and shocked. The bloody spirit and bravery of the People's Liberation Army were vividly revealed at this moment.
Park Zhengyun was also stunned. His face was completely swollen and he stood there unresponsive.
Snapped.
The last slap fell, and Park Zhengyun was whipped around twice, and then with a thud, he fell down on the ring so hard that he could never get up again.
He raised his right hand and connected the dislocated shoulder bone of his left shoulder with a click. He Zhenzhong did not make a sound.
But the surrounding audience were deeply shocked. Uncle PLA was too strong and too fierce.
He Zhenzhong came to Pu Zhengyun, looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly: "I said, if you take drugs, I will still blow you up."
"I. Poof." Pu Zhengyun stared at He Zhenzhong resentfully, his eyes widened, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fainted from the anger.
"Long live."
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army is mighty."
Huge cheers rose again in the stadium. Happy reading every day