Chapter 142

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This is a flash in people's eyes, but in Zhang Heng's eyes, it's like a slow lens. With his one foot chop, Basong's body rolls out like a tattered sack, splashing blood everywhere!

"Basong!" The remaining five Thai Boxing disciples let out a roar, and immediately red eyes fixated on Zhang Heng. The released killing intention even made those company bosses leave Zhang Heng's five or six meters range involuntarily, for fear of being affected by the ferocious intention!

"Who are you?" The paranoid old man named Wang Shengkang fixed his eyes on Zhang Heng, "if you can kick Ba song with one kick, you are a master. What kind of school are you? Why have I never seen you before?"

Zhang Heng frowned. He didn't know anything about Chinese martial arts. He had to say, "I don't have any schools. I just picked up a martial arts secret book when I was a child and became a self-taught talent."

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Shengkang snorted coldly, "there is no master's guidance for real Chinese martial arts. If you don't practice one link, you will be killed and disabled. I don't believe that you don't have a master who can practice today's skills!"

believe it or not, but the truth is that the fist has the final say. Zhang Heng stepped forward two steps, his eyes showed a fierce light, "in short, the strongest martial arts will never be able to round Thai boxing, let alone you."

"Arrogance With Wang Shengkang's sneer, a man in his thirties with almost no fat in his muscles stood out. He took two steps forward, took out a piece of hemp rope and tied it to his head. He did not know how many layers of cloth were wrapped around his hands, forming a thick circle.

"I'm Nick. I'll avenge my younger brother." The man said in nonstandard Chinese.

"I'll show you what real Chinese martial arts are."

Zhang Heng's heart is broken. He was just trying to save Li Yiru. After all, he could not have watched the other party seriously injured when he clearly had the ability to save the other party. However, since he saved the other party, he could not immediately throw off the burden next second, which would become a laughing stock.

Therefore, Zhang Heng had to be brave enough to make a guest appearance as a martial arts master.

At this time, everyone was shocked. Looking at Zhang Heng, even Zhang Xin and Yang Yang were confused. No one thought that this seemingly ordinary young man was actually a master of Chinese martial arts!

Li Guoru asked his father, "can he look at him in a low voice?"

"I found it when he came in." However, Mr. Li is a pair of long ago such appearance, "although he has restrained breath, but I found that his breath is very long, should have practiced for several years."

"So can he call that Nick?" Master Li's disciples also covered their heads one by one and retreated with blood on their faces. Among them, the young man who scolded the other party for being stupid couldn't help asking.

"I'm afraid he's not an opponent, but since he's come forward, I think he's a bit dependent. If he doesn't, you'll rescue him immediately." Mr. Li said solemnly.

"Yes

Nick makes the standard Thai Boxing arm raising gesture, waiting for Zhang Heng to attack, but Zhang Heng is just standing forward and waiting for the other party to take the first step.

"What are you doing?" Nick frowns.

"When you do something, you come." Zhang Heng replied.

"Master, what does he mean now?" The young man asked again.

Mr. Li touched his chin, revealing a profound color. "This should be the legend of" no move is better than a move ". I didn't expect that Zhang Heng has already reached this state. I'm afraid that he can protect himself."

"So it is..." The audience around him suddenly realized.

"Arrogance Nick showed his ferocity. His feet suddenly stepped on it, and he burst out a huge force. Like lightning, he rushed to Zhang Heng. At the same time, he raised his arms, and his elbows fell like iron cones!

However, ordinary people can hardly see the movement. In Zhang Heng's eyes, it is like a slow motion. He just wanted to fly the opponent with a fist, but he felt that it was too inappropriate. So he changed the attack to defense, and his arms suddenly lifted up, which directly blocked the opponent's elbow stroke!

"Beautiful!" Mr. Li's eyes showed admiration. "Instead of dodging directly, we have to stand close to the attack, which requires a lot of self-confidence to do it!"

Nick is surprised. He knows that his opponent's strength is even greater than himself. He quickly pulls back his arms and hits Zhang Heng's jaw with a tricky angle. Once it is compacted, he may cause severe concussion, and the serious one will be killed on the spot!

Zhang Heng frowned, still did not attack, but raised his hand to block, but when he blocked the other side, suddenly, a strange force suddenly poured into his palm, along the arm toward the body!

Almost in an instant, the capillaries of his palm burst one after another, and at the same time, the cuff issued a "Yi La" sound, turning into thousands of pieces flying in all directions!

"Not good, dark!"

Suddenly, the old man said, "help the old man!"

People were also shocked. Especially the disciples of Master Li, their looks changed greatly. Dark strength, which is a skill that can only be practiced by masters. If ordinary fist power is to attack people's body, then dark strength is to attack people's internal organs!As a result, he became one of the 26 masters of contemporary Chinese art! And this Nick, who is only 30 years old, has also developed the hidden strength that ordinary martial arts practitioners can't practice all their lives?

Zhang Heng frowned slightly. If he was an ordinary person, he had little hope to live under this dark force. However, he could not hurt himself at all. He controlled the muscle of his arm slightly, which immediately dissipated the external force. At this time, Zhang Heng still grasped the fist of the other party. He simply tore the cloth around the other party's hand Broken, suddenly, a black metal finger tiger exposed!

Zhang Heng sneered. It's no wonder that the cloth wrapped around the palm of his hand was so thick that he turned his hand into claw again. With a whoosh, he directly removed the finger tiger from his palm!

All this happened from the explosion of Zhang Heng's arm cuff to his removal of the other party's finger tiger. The total time was less than a second. When the people came back to God, Zhang Heng had already taken the other party's finger tiger in his hand!

"Good!" Mr. Li cried out, "what a Zhang Xiaoyou, he has developed his dark strength!"

Only dark force can resist it!

People are even more surprised. From ancient times to the present, there are so few people who have developed dark strength. Anyone who has developed dark strength can be called a master of Chinese martial arts. However, Zhang Heng is only in his early twenties and has developed dark strength?

"Who the hell are you?" Seeing that even his own weapons have been taken away by the other party, Nick is shocked and can't help but pose a defensive posture.

"I said, I will show you what real Chinese martial arts is!" Zhang Heng sneered and pinched his right hand. He even creaked and squeezed the finger tiger into a ball in full view of the public!

Not only that, a small amount of deformed finger tiger even squeezed out of Zhang Heng's fingers, as if what Zhang Heng pinched was not a hard iron product, but a piece of mud!

"Hold iron like mud!"

Mr. Li took a breath of cold air, "it's the legendary iron like mud! Heaven has eyes. In my lifetime, I have seen an epic level martial arts master! "

Even those who don't know martial arts show great horror. Even if they can squeeze a piece of ferroalloy into this shape, even the idiot knows how terrible it is. If you pinch this hand to where you want, it will not turn into a pool of meat?

"No way!" Wang Shengkang, on the other hand, looked at Zhang Heng and his disciple Nick. He did not dare to trust him. "Have you really reached the legendary state of holding iron like mud?"

"Just holding iron like mud?" All of a sudden, a punch, Nick! Nick, like a big enemy, quickly resists, but Zhang Heng stops suddenly when he is half a meter away from Nick!

Nick was stunned and didn't say anything. He just felt a force passing directly on his face. Suddenly, he fell to the ground with nosebleed!

"This is..." Mr. Li was stunned again. He didn't want to show his fright. However, he was shocked for a long time. He couldn't imagine what kind of state it was. So he had to be stiff and his eyes were wide!

"Master, what is this realm?" Asked the young man, who scolded him for being stupid.

Master Li was so angry in his heart that he knew what it was. He glared at the young man and yelled, "you don't know anything because you don't know anything. Have you practiced martial arts to dogs? Look at people, and then you! Today, go back to practice boxing for me a hundred times! "

"No way!" Nick is shocked and gets up in a hurry. He touches his nose and looks at Zhang Heng one meter away. He almost thinks he has hallucinations! And the younger martial brothers behind him, are full of horror, one by one can not help but retreat.

"Boxing alone can hurt people. This boy is a monster!"

Zhang Heng felt that his last move was a little over the top. He was attacking the opponent directly with his mental strength. He thought that Master Li would say something like "Gui Pai qigong". However, he didn't know the level of this move. He coughed and took back his arm. He turned and walked towards the crowd.

At this time, Wang Shengkang seemed to have lost all his strength and knelt down on his knees. "No way. How could my new Thai Boxing lose? Impossible!"

As if thinking of something, Wang Shengkang looked at Zhang Heng's back again and said, "are you not Chinese martial arts? Say, what kind of martial arts are you using? "

"This move is called -- China is proud of its arrogance!"

Zhang Heng's voice as if from the sky, Wang Shengkang a Leng, savoring the nine words. All of a sudden, he seemed to wake up and fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

"In fact, is Chinese martial arts the first in the world? Am I really wrong? "

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