Zhou Xinyi felt that she was dazzled and rubbed her eyes, but there was no change.
At this time, the two strong men actually knelt on the ground, while Zhang Xiaotian stood there, smiling and clapping his hands.
"Haha, you two have very strong muscles, so you can train your hands on me. However, my hands will still hurt if I hit your muscles." Zhang Xiaotian said with a smile.
"impossible!"
"How can it be!"
The two strong men stared at Zhang Xiaotian in shock.
The two of them had been ranked in boxing competitions in the market, but now they were beaten to the ground by the skinny boy in front of them.
Before they could react, Zhang Xiaotian gave them a kick, and then the two of them immediately flew up and fell to the ground.
Then, the two of them rolled on the ground in pain holding their bellies.
"You are so weak, you are so weak. You even said that I am looking for death. I think you are looking for death." Zhang Xiaotian shook his head, and then walked towards the other two strong men trapped in the trap.
"It's your turn now." Zhang Xiaotian smiled and moved his hands and feet, and there was a crackling sound.
But when these words reached the other party's ears, they sounded like the sounds of demons from hell.
"You won't start like them, saying I'm looking for death, right?" Zhang Xiaotian sneered.
The strong man at the head didn't speak. Then he moved his hand behind his waist, and there was a sound of taking pictures.
After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, handed the phone to the frightened strong man next to him, and said coldly: "Send the photo to the boss."
The strong man nodded hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he is not allowed to go up to deal with this kid, he can do whatever he wants.
One move made the two brothers kneel on the ground. This boy was a bit shocking.
"This is a master!" Zhang Xiaotian realized the moment the strong man in charge stood up.
Due to the inner energy he had cultivated, he could feel that there was an invisible aura around this strong man.
Regarding aura, Zhang Xiaotian used to think it was a fantasy.
But after receiving the inheritance from the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing, he completely believed in the existence of such a thing.
Even inner energy exists, and it is natural for things like aura to exist.
Therefore, he concluded that this was a master!
"Boy, you became a trainer when you were less than twenty years old. I have to say that you have a bright future. However, you met me today. Don't think that you are very powerful just because you injured two of my men.
I will let you know today what a real master is." The leading man said calmly, "Remember my name, I am Wang Long!"
After Wang Long said this, he rushed over directly, very fast.
He was already very close to Zhang Xiaotian, and his speed was so fast, he was in front of Zhang Xiaotian in the blink of an eye.
Then, he punched Zhang Xiaotian directly.
The fists and winds roared in!
Zhang Xiaotian frowned, and without hesitation, he punched him.
Immediately, the two fists touched each other.
Bang, a loud bang!
Zhang Xiaotian's arm trembled, and then he took two steps back.
The man named Wang Long didn't feel good either, and wanted to take two steps back, but there was a crackling sound in his hand.
The two fist bumped together and then separated. When Wang Long looked at Zhang Xiaotian again, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Haha, your body bones have been trained very well, but I just don't know how many punches you can hold on to."
After saying this, the Wang Long rushed over again.
Then he punched again, and Zhang Xiaotian punched him in the face.
The two fists were still facing each other, and the two separated again.
After a few punches, Wang Long finally discovered what was wrong.
The force of his fist was obviously stronger than the force of his opponent's fist, but every time the punch collided, it was almost the same.
Under normal circumstances, the opponent would have been defeated long ago.
And he also knows that speed is not what he is good at, strength is.
After such a confrontation, he felt that even the expenditure of strength could kill the opponent.
However, he had gone all out and used all his strength, but the other party seemed to be fine.
You throw a punch and he follows up.
What Wang Long didn't know was that Zhang Xiaotian, who had now cultivated his inner energy, could use his inner energy to carry far greater power than normal.
And not only that, the circulation of internal energy can also quickly reduce the redness, swelling and pain caused by the collision on the fist.
In fact, in the collision with Wang Long, Zhang Xiaotian had many opportunities to defeat him.
However, he did not do this.
He wanted to see what effect he could achieve by using his inner energy to fight.
Such sparring masters are hard to find outside.
If Wang Long knew what Zhang Xiaotian was thinking, he would be so depressed that he would vomit blood.
He would probably admit defeat without any hesitation.
After another five or six punches, Zhang Xiaotian also had a certain understanding of the power of his internal energy fists.
"Okay, thank you for being a sparring partner. That's it for now." After saying this, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly accelerated his speed and was immediately in front of Wang Long.
His speed was much faster than Wang Long's speed at the beginning.
Then he punched out, and Wang Long seemed to be passive.
A punch hit the opponent's chest. Wang Long was retreating steadily. Zhang Xiaotian stepped forward and punched him again, chasing after him.
After five or six punches, Wang Long was already lying on the ground, and he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken by Zhang Xiaotian.
Seeing the last strong man who was so scared that his butt was wet, Zhang Xiaotian directly stretched out his hand.
"Pass the phone over." Zhang Xiaotian said.
The strong man walked over shivering and handed the mobile phone to Zhang Xiaotian's hand.
Then the man plopped down and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy tremblingly: "My hero, have mercy on me! I didn't post any pictures of the secret recipe!"
"You..." The strong man named Wang Long raised his head, glanced at this strong man, his eyes turned white, and he fainted from anger.
He asked this guy to send something, but this guy hasn’t sent it yet?
Zhang Xiaotian took a look and saw that this guy was editing something and preparing to send it out.
Zhang Xiaotian saw that the picture seemed to be a prescription for beauty and beauty. After scanning it, he knew what the effect was.
He has received the inheritance of the Medical Saint. If he can't see this, then it's his problem.
Of course Zhang Xiaotian would not believe that the other party did not send it.
He fought with Wang Lung for at least five minutes, right? If this guy didn't send it over, what was he doing?
Are you still cheering for that Wang Long?
He took a closer look and saw that the picture had indeed been sent.
Then Zhang Xiaotian saw that this guy was still typing, and he suddenly understood. It turned out that when Wang Long was taking pictures from behind, there was a corner that was not photographed. There were more than a dozen medicines on it, and the names of these medicines were pronounced one by one.