"No need to hold back?" Zhang Qi shook his head in a funny way. He only thought that Wang Gang was a silly and cute boy, and his courage was commendable. Unfortunately, in modern times, there is no saying that everyone accepts his destiny when fighting, and it is illegal to kill someone by flattery.

Moreover, when the police kill someone, they kill the bodyguard of a big star, which means the crime is aggravated. If Zhang Qi doesn't have to hold back, Wang Gang's good-looking body can at best be regarded as a bigger sandbag, but one punch is enough to blow it up.

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"Okay, just fight how you want." Zhang Qi would not kindly tell Wang Gang that he would pay attention and keep his hands and other nonsense. Zhang Qi's idea was: Why should I give up my martial arts? How should I fight?

When the time comes, it depends on your mood, which one you are?

First he shook his head and looked down on himself arrogantly. Wang Gang felt that Zhang Qi had gone too far and thought to himself: "I really think that strength is great. Let me show you that strength is not the only victory factor in battle."

Yang Feng is very rich, and the businessman responsible for organizing Yang Feng's concert is even richer, so Yang Feng is given a presidential suite, which also has a gym, which provides a venue for competitions.

After seeing Zhang Qi's strength, Wang Gang hesitated and put on the protective gear. He was very aware of the sandbag. For the sake of safety, the spectators persuaded Zhang Qi to also put on the protective gear. It would be better if he was injured.

If he is beaten to death, it will cause a big fuss.

When warriors compete, those with a big difference in strength will not be able to use real fire and will suffer fewer injuries. On the contrary, those with similar strength are more likely to have accidents.

Anyone who has had a fight should know that there is actually only a fine line between being injured and being killed. In layman's terms, if a punch hits the hand and the bone breaks, then it is injured. If a punch hits the neck and the bone breaks, then it is injured.

It's just dead.

Therefore, when martial arts practitioners are sparring, protective measures are very important. Those key parts are even covered with thick layers of mats, and they are also very careful not to attack parts that are prone to death.

Wearing protective gear not only protects oneself, but also gives the opponent a minimum of respect. Ancient people died more in martial arts competitions because they lacked this perspective, and Zhang Qi did not have the awareness to wear protective gear.

However, as the Romans do, in order to reassure everyone, Zhang Qi still chose to put it on, but he did not take off his shirt.

"Captain Zhang, let's change into another piece of clothing. You can't use that one." Wang Gang wanted to completely defeat Zhang Qi, who was in full condition, to save the face he had lost in terms of strength, but he saw that Zhang Qi didn't look very serious.

, give words of advice.

The human punching bag made strong demands, so Zhang Daxia had no choice but to comply with his wishes. He reluctantly took off his shirt and went shirtless without looking for clothes to put on.

"Damn!" The scars on Zhang Qi's body shocked Wang Gang, and he cursed in his heart: "Are you a policeman from Huayi City or an army soldier from Afghanistan?"

The onlookers were originally more optimistic about Wang Gang, but the man with scars was really attractive. In fact, the scars on Zhang Qi's body are much better now. At least some of the lighter scars now look faint, leaving only

The more fatal and deeper wounds still remain on the body.

After putting on the protective gear, Zhang Daxia had never tried such a troublesome prelude to a sparring match, but he was still happy because he had not relaxed his muscles for several days. After all, Hua Shang had learned a lot now, and when he saw his hands itching, he

Taking a detour, even if he was beaten, he would not fight back, which was very boring. Wang Gang's visit was indeed timely.

"Let's get started!" After the preparations were completed, Zhang Qi said excitedly. He had suppressed it for so long, and Wang Gang was very annoying. He was not going to let him go tonight. He would not be able to escape if he was just having fun.

Looking at Zhang Qi's excited eyes, Wang Gang felt a flash of fear. He swallowed, nodded, and hypnotized himself for the second time, "He's just pretending, he's just pretending."

After Wang Gang took the first step and rushed forward, Zhang Qicai stepped forward, not even a trace of Qi flowing, but he would not pretend to be cool and let Wang Gang be used as a training object. He defined Wang Gang as a human punching bag, not a competition.

object.

In terms of the three elements of combat, strength, speed, experience, and strength and speed, even if he does not use true energy, Zhang Qi is still ahead of Wang Zhizhang by a few blocks. Entering the innate martial arts is more than just the sublimation of true energy. As a body that stores and uses true energy, it is not

It is impossible after some tempering.

As for experience, Wang Gang, who was born in the special forces, continued to be far behind Zhang Qi, an innate warrior selected from the cruel rules, so Wang Gang suffered a tragedy.

Zhang Qi just made a sideways attack, but because he couldn't keep up with his speed, Wang Gang received a miserable punch first. It wasn't over yet. After Zhang Qi hit Wang Gang with his right hand, he swung his left hand and hit Wang Gang directly on his right shoulder.

These two actions directly made Wang Gang's idea of ​​competing for the upper hand disappear, and he turned into a full-scale defense. Zhang Qi asked Wang Gang to withdraw and go back to defend, and then...

In order to make Wang Gang last longer, Zhang Qi specifically hit the place where Wang Gang was defending. In the next moment, everyone saw Wang Gang moving his hands and feet in an orderly manner to the place where Zhang Qi was hitting, and making "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" sounds

"The sound.

With only one breath to hold on, Wang Gang, who was beaten like a grandson, couldn't even shout out to admit defeat. He was afraid that with this distraction, Zhang Qi, who was being beaten so happily, would definitely blow up his head.

In everyone's opinion, Zhang Qi was so powerful that he suppressed Wang Gang to the point where he could not move. Wang Gang was also a tough guy. He persisted and refused to admit defeat. He looked like he was determined to bring down Zhang Qi and gritted his teeth.

In an instant, the impression of Wang Gang, who was beaten all over, in everyone's mind improved a lot. Is this the so-called blessing in disguise?

Zhang Qi's punch was very enjoyable, but everyone who plays in the circle knows that no matter how long you swing your fist, you want to hit the last blow with all your strength. In the words of the industry, it is: the first blow is brewing, and the last blow is deflation.

, if you can’t let it out, hold yourself to death.

As Zhang Qi struck faster and harder, Wang Gang knew of course that this was the last blow from the other party. He was in a state of confusion and could not imagine that if Zhang Qi hit him with all his strength, he was already here.

How many bones will be broken on the red and swollen hands and feet? If he accidentally hits the head, Wang Gang is afraid.

"Pa", "ta", Zhang Qi hit Wang Gang with small force one after another. The experienced man also found that his body could hardly hold back the breath, but fortunately, Zhang Qi had already chosen

They found a target to release their energy, which was a 2-meter standing sandbag not far from them.

After kicking Wang Gang away with a "thud", the opponent's hand made a crisp sound like a fracture. Thinking that this was Zhang Qi's full force blow, Zhang Qi slightly bent his knees at 30 degrees and jumped sideways.

Get to the front of the sandbag.

While everyone in the room was stunned, he summoned his true energy, used all his strength to swing his right fist, and hit the sandbag with a flat blow.

With a "boom", the 2-meter-high sandbag suddenly fell apart and exploded.
Chapter completed!