Chapter 1031 Superman

The people around them gradually dispersed, leaving the wide "river" to Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin.

The two moved their feet and slowly came to the left and right sides of the "river", forming a confrontation.

For them, whether on the left or right side, there should be a lot of people coming and going at this moment, but the "river" was extremely quiet, so quiet that only the breathing of the two people could be heard.

The breathing sound was like cheering applause and shouting, welcoming this death fight without rules, restrictions, protection, and referees.

The situation in which being able to lock one hand of the opponent in the ordinary ring is considered a victory no longer exists. Here, unless one party admits defeat, the fight will not end until death.

Moreover, it is not fair to view this duel from the "ring" because the weight difference between the two sides is not small.

Qiao Jiajin feels that his current weight should be around 70 kilograms, less than 160 pounds, while Zhang Shan in front of him is at least more than 200 pounds.

Even in the ring, with the protection of gloves, rules, soft ground and referees, it is not necessarily wise to challenge the opponent beyond his level, not to mention the death fight in this hard and narrow room.

Qinglong and Dilong, who were sitting on the edge of the stands, also noticed the two people in the middle of the "River". They were in the center of the entire chessboard, with their feet on the four words "Chu River and Han River". Although they were full of fighting spirit, they did not move.

"Wonderful." Qinglong said.

The petite Dilong grinned after hearing this: "How can it be wonderful just standing there?"

"A kind of vague wonderful." Qinglong replied, "Neither of them wanted to fight here, after all, there is a possibility of death if they are not careful. But the word "responsibility" on their shoulders forced them to make this decision. Humans are always like this. Whether it is a large-scale war or a small-scale conflict, they will say that I want to kill you not because of what you did, but because of some reasons that forced me to kill you. This vague and contradictory statement makes me feel extremely wonderful. "

"To put it bluntly, they should not die. "Earth Dragon laughed, "Being able to force them to this extent means that someone else deserves to die."

"Haha!" Qinglong laughed wantonly, "Interesting, you know you can't survive, and now you don't even have the most basic fear of me."

"To be honest, do you deserve to die too?" Earth Dragon replied, "You and Tianlong are the same. The punishments imposed on all the "participants" and "zodiac signs" here are the same. It's not because everyone has done something unforgivable, but just because you want to do it, so you do it."

"The "contradiction" I'm talking about is limited to mortals." Qinglong replied, "When they encounter a being stronger than themselves, this set of rhetoric is not applicable. Because of the huge difference in strength, they can only be slaughtered. "

Qiao Jiajin in the "River" took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, how should a fight with such a large weight difference be fought?

Yes, it should not be fought.

But now if this mountain is not pushed down, the next situation will be more difficult.

So there are three crucial points to win this battle.

Skills, skills, and skills.

When you are smaller, taller, shorter, and stronger than your opponent, you can't even blink when you start fighting. You must not only concentrate, but also use all your skills to 200%.

"A Jin." A voice echoed in his mind, "Don't practice boxing in the afternoon. Mr. Rong gave us 200 yuan. Let's go play video games."

This voice is both familiar and unfamiliar, as if I heard it a few years ago, but also as if I haven't heard it in decades of life.

"No, Jiuzi." He replied in his memory, "You can play video games, I'm really not good at it."

"How tiring it is to practice boxing like this!" Jiuzi said, "Boxing in the afternoon and fighting at night, I'm tired even if you're not tired. As a person, you still have to learn to rest."

"But I can't fall down." He said again, "If I fall down, you will fall down, and if you fall down, Master Rong will fall down."

"Don't make it so tiring!" Jiuzi said to Qiao Jiajin with a smile, "The new version of "Fatal Fury" has come to Jin Yazi's place, you really don't want to play it?"

""Fatal Fury" Jiuzi, it doesn't matter, if you have played it, it means I have played it. "

Whether it was then or now, the situation is no different.

If I fall, Chen Junnan will fall, and if Chen Junnan falls, Qi Xia will fall.

I am neither a mountain nor iron, but just an ordinary flesh and blood body. In order to use this flesh and blood body to block everyone without falling, he can only polish this body into the shape of steel as much as possible.

Although the muscles and strength are lost now, the skills are still there, which is his only remaining weapon.

"Big guy" Qiao Jiajin opened his eyes and tried to breathe steadily, "Are you ready for this life-and-death battle?"

"I have never relaxed for a moment." Zhang Shan replied.

"Then I'll come over. "Qiao Jiajin said.

Before Zhang Shan could speak, Qiao Jiajin rushed forward like a strong wind. Before Zhang Shan got ready, Qiao Jiajin's right hand was already suspended in the air.

Zhang Shan calmed down, raised one foot quickly, and prepared to stop the opponent's attack with his knee, and then immediately raised his hands to protect his chin.

Qiao Jiajin seemed to have expected it. He stepped on the opponent's calf that was about to be raised with one foot, kicked his foot to jump into the air, and then adjusted his center of gravity in the air, swung his feet back, leaned forward, and threw a punch with all his strength.

This move is called "Superman Flying Punch" in martial arts. It uses all of one's center of gravity and body weight to attack the opponent's face. If it succeeds, it may be a knockout, but the opponent may also attack because of the unstable center of gravity.

Zhang Shan's body seems huge, but his reaction is very fast. Before his feet landed, his upper body had already protected his chin and dodged greatly. Qiao Jiajin's self-sacrificing punch only grazed the opponent's forearm.

But the next moment was more difficult. As soon as Qiao Jiajin landed, Zhang Shan immediately adjusted his body and hit Qiao Jiajin's face horizontally with an elbow.

Qiao Jiajin also hurriedly protected his cheeks with both hands, but was still pushed away by the opponent's huge force for several meters.

The two of them fought briefly, and their faces became more serious for a while.

Zhang Shan knew that the man with tattoos in front of him was not an ordinary gangster. He had mastered more fighting techniques than himself. Moreover, ordinary fighting was not a martial arts movie. It was like a fool's dream to want to fight back and forth for dozens of rounds without a winner.

If the blow had really hit his chin, he would have been dizzy in a few seconds, and the opponent would have taken the opportunity to make a guillotine. From the beginning of the fight to his being controlled, it would have taken at most twenty seconds to decide the winner.

Thinking of this, he could only get back into position and use his arms to protect both sides of his cheeks.

Qiao Jiajin shook his arm that was in pain, moved his neck again, and also got into a boxing position.

At this time, he squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Shan's forearm. His fist had just rubbed against it, and now a piece of skin had been taken away, and a trickle of blood began to flow out.