NO. One Hundred and Forty Shots!
Li Yiru, who was chatting with Zhang Heng, suddenly changed his face. He didn't have time to say hello to Zhang Heng, so he ran towards the old man. It seemed that the old man's face was extremely bad. Help me out! I still don't believe they dare to turn the sky over!"
Zhang Heng watched everything secretly in his eyes, turned to Zhang Xin and Yang Yang and said to him, followed closely, then took their hands and walked out of the villa with everyone. A novel ≤≤＜＜≦≦≤≦＜＜＜﹤≦≦≤﹤≦
I saw that in the courtyard of the villa complex, there were seven people standing more than ten meters away from the gate of the villa. Except for an old man who was about the same age as Mr. Li, the rest were young adults in their twenties and thirties.
However, unlike the disciples in green shirts and cloth jackets in front of Mr. Li, these people were all naked-topless, revealing the tendons all over their bodies. Zhang Heng immediately thought of the name of a foreign martial art - Muay Thai!
In front of these people, Li Jianguo was clutching his nose angrily, his hands covered in blood.
"Old Wang, what do you mean!" Mr. Li's face was as deep as water, and he looked at the same pale old man in front of him, "You immortal, you don't give up when you are about to die, and you want to prove that your new Muay Thai is better than ours. Is Bai Yuantong-armed strong?"
"Hey, there's no way, who told you to stay at home all the time, I couldn't even try to compete with you, so I had to come to take advantage of your 80th birthday." The old man known as Lao Wang laughed, a little affectionate. He touched the heads of the Muay Thai fighters beside him, "My children are all outcasts I adopted from Thailand for more than ten years, and I let them train my improved new Muay Thai day and night, just to defeat your Bai Yuantong. Arm fist, let you know, my new Muay Thai is the invincible in boxing!"
"You immortal, what are you doing..." Mr. Li sighed. "There is no strongest martial arts, only the strongest individuals. Do you still not understand this famous saying?"
"I don't understand, why should I understand?" The old man's eyes showed a touch of reminiscence and emotion, and sneered, "I only know that as long as I use the disciples I trained to knock down all your disciples, I can prove my newness. Muay Thai is better than your white ape tong arm fist!"
"Fart, such an imported product from a foreign race, how can it compare to our ancient martial arts with a long history, you foolish bastard!" Among the men in cloth jackets, a young man suddenly scolded.
"Shut up, Wen'er, there's no room for you to interrupt here!" Mr. Li glared at the young man, and the young man's head shrank, and he didn't dare to speak.
"Hahaha, what about foreign products? I want to create a method that accommodates all the martial arts in the world, using the best of hundreds of schools. How can the boundaries of the country stop me?" Not only was the old man not angry,
Instead, he laughed, looking a little out of his mind.
"Typical symptoms of senile paranoia." Zhang Heng shook his head and muttered in a low voice while hiding in the crowd.
"Let's go, I'll call the police if I don't leave." After all, Mr. Li is old and doesn't like fighting, like driving people away.
"Okay, you can call the police. The time the police have been here is enough time for my disciples to beat all your disciples to the ground. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"you……"
"If that's the case, then I'll come and teach Senior Wang your new Muay Thai boxing!" Just when Mr. Li was hesitating, one of the middle-aged men in his forties walked out and bowed his hands to the other party, "Senior Wang , do you still recognize me?"
"I know you, you injured my eldest disciple more than ten years ago and lost his leg." The old man surnamed Wang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes flashed coldly, "Today is the time for me to avenge my eldest disciple, Ba. Song, go and deal with him!"
"Yes!" A young man in his twenties walked out of the team, clenched his fists, and looked naked at the middle-aged man, "I will break your skull with my elbow!"
"Hmph, I want to see how much your new Muay Thai has improved over the years!" The middle-aged man sneered, his body turned slightly, his chassis pressed down, and he put on a defensive start.
The young man known as Basong tightened the cloth wrapped around his hands, and suddenly the soles of his feet trembled, pressing towards the opponent with a very fast speed!
Immediately, the collision between the two rang out like a drum, and the people around them kept exclaiming!
"That's great, it turns out that there are really martial arts masters in the world!" Zhang Xin stuck her head out behind Zhang Heng and said excitedly, "Brother, are you good at others?"
"I can hit ten." Zhang Heng pressed his hand back and pressed his sister's head back.
But Zhang Heng did not expect that his words would be heard by the other party, only to see the old man who came to provoke Zhang Heng sternly glared at Zhang Heng before turning his head away.
However, Mr. Li and Li Jianguo, who were surrounded by the crowd, looked very bad. A waiter brought a towel and put it on Li Jianguo's nose, barely stopping the nosebleed, "Damn, Wang Shengkang is so mad, Dad, let's call the police!"
"Fart! This is a matter of our martial arts world, what's the matter with the police?" Mr. Li glared at Li Jianguo, and despite Li Jianguo's power outside the sky, he could only endure it in front of his own father.
"But the fist is afraid of young people, Xiao He is not too young, and he has long passed the peak of his physical fitness. The opponent's Ba Song fist dances and dances, and Xiao He is probably not an opponent!" Li Jianguo said eagerly.
"It doesn't matter, Muay Thai is a fierce attack, focusing on one-shot kills to knock down opponents, but too much emphasis on full-strength offense, too few clever hits, and no wrestling. Our boxing focuses on defense, and Senior Brother He is fine." At this time, a man in blue shirt in his thirties said.
But just as the two of them were talking, there was only a hoarse scream. The middle-aged man known as Xiao He was hit by Basong's elbow on the Tianling cover. A lot of blood flowed out like a column, and he fell to the ground while covering his head. , can't get up at all!
But that Ba Song didn't stop, instead he stepped on it hard, and stepped on the middle-aged man's leg, actually wanting to abolish one of the other's legs!
"stop!"
Everyone was shocked, and the six blue-shirted disciples in front of Mr. Li immediately rushed forward to stop the other party. When they saw the other party swarming up, the six Muay Thai boxers who came to provoke suddenly kicked their feet and rushed up with a swoosh. !
Suddenly, the two sides completely scuffled together!
Zhang Heng frowned. In his opinion, the Bai Yuan Tong Arm Fist of Mr. Li's disciples is indeed superb, but not strong enough. Muay Thai is inherently a kind of aggressive and ruthless tactic, using the hardest part of the human body to attack the opponent's punches. Weakness, a little carelessness can cause serious casualties!
Baiyuan Tongjiquan has refined moves, and the wisdom of many generations is condensed here. It can be said that it is a health-preserving boxing method that is not inferior to Taijiquan, while Muay Thai is a martial art that constantly squeezes the potential of the body. Most practitioners will not live beyond the age of forty. .
If the two are compared to who is more healthy, then Baiyun Tongjiquan can really make Muay Thai go to shit, but if it is simply compared to combat power, then Baiyun Tongjiquan's combat power is really not as good as Muay Thai.
Sure enough, the two sides were fighting each other, but within half a minute, the disciples on Mr. Li’s side collapsed for a thousand miles. On the other hand, they all looked fierce, and blood kept glistening in their eyes. These Muay Thai disciples turned out to be desperadoes who had seen blood!
No wonder the fighting power of both sides is not at the same level!
Even after these enemies knocked down their opponents, bloodthirsty colors flashed in their eyes. Among them, Ba Song, who stood up first, even turned his attention to Mr. Li, who was at the forefront of the crowd!
"Grandpa, let's go!" Li Yiru, who was on the side, felt that something was wrong, and quickly stepped in front of Mr. Li. Almost at the same time, Ba Song roared, stepped on his foot, and rushed towards Li Yiru like lightning!
"Danger!"
Mr. Li was shocked and immediately wanted to push Li Yiru away. Although he used to be a master of martial arts, but now at the age of 80, he could not push away even a weak woman. At this time, his face showed sorrow and regret!
At this critical moment, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed brightly, and Li Yiru was in front of him like a teleportation. At the same time, his right leg was raised as high as a giant axe, and then he slashed down!
Bloody rush! (To be continued.)