Xiao Zheng did not face Zhao Yin's punch purely head-on. But with a touch of his feet, a precise refraction drifted to Zhao Yin's left side. Then the dragon raised its head and struck out boldly. Go straight to the left side of Zhao Yin's head.
His attack was fast and ruthless, and it was basically a fatal move. The old monk and Ye Yuhua standing aside could see that both Zhao Yin and Xiao Zheng wanted to put the other party to death. And - without any hesitation.
As for whether killing the opponent will leave too huge sequelae, no one cares or cares.
When will injustice be repaid? Tonight!
Snapped!
Zhao Yin suddenly raised his left arm and blocked Xiao Zheng's punch. Then, his right fist suddenly came out. With lightning speed, it hit Xiao Zheng's heart again.
It seems that Zhao Yin especially likes to attack the enemy's heart.
Of course, as a strong man, it is reasonable and most effective to kill the enemy in the simplest and most direct way.
A truly strong person has already given up on so-called flashiness. The ones used are often the most direct and effective.
This is true for both Zhao Yin and Xiao Zheng. The attack is a fatal blow, not only leaving no room for the enemy, but also leaving no room for yourself.
boom!
When Xiao Zheng was hit by Zhao Yin's punch, his left hand turned into a palm and was placed on his chest. Then he suddenly raised his right foot and kicked Zhao Yin directly in the chest!
Bang bang!
The punches and kicks hit each other. It actually forced both parties to take a few steps back. Xiao Zheng staggered slightly and felt as if his chest had been hit by a huge boulder. He immediately felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath. Zhao Yin, on the other hand, just patted the dust on his chest and stared at Xiao Zheng with narrowed eyes: "Are you just planning to fight me in this way?"
"Is there a problem?" Xiao Zheng exhaled, not hiding the pain caused by the punch.
"Then you may not be able to stand it for much longer." Zhao Yin was calm and composed, as if he had seen through Xiao Zheng's trump card.
In terms of actual combat experience, the two may be about the same. But when it comes to physical fitness, although Zhao Yin is old, as a god-level strongman, every bone in his body has been tempered. He is a terrifying existence that truly uses martial arts to enter Taoism.
Xiao Zheng wanted to win this tough battle by killing one thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred, which was extremely difficult.
"Are you saying you can't stand it?" Xiao Zheng asked. The words were full of sarcasm.
"It's useless to talk more." Zhao Yin opened his thin lips slightly and said slowly. "continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body was like a lion, surging towards Xiao Zheng's entrance to attack.
Zhao Yin's attack methods are extremely complex. Sometimes it's like the violence of winter, and sometimes it's like the mystery of autumn harvest. And more often than not, he is extremely stable. It seems that the calmness of spring growth and summer growth is brought to the extreme.
Such a Zhao Yin is really unpredictable.
"I seem to-" the old monk beside him suddenly said bitterly. "I underestimated Zhao Yin. I also overestimated myself."
"Huh?" Ye Yuhua was slightly dazed and looked at the old monk in confusion.
In fact, for such a contest. Ye Yuhua didn't know much about it.
The only thing she could see was that Xiao Zheng had never been able to gain the upper hand. Although, at this moment, Xiao Zheng seems to be able to persist for a while. But whether it can survive until the dawn of victory. Ye Yuhua was not sure and couldn't analyze the reason.
Therefore, the old monk's explanation was Ye Yuhua's only way to understand the battle situation.
"At first I thought I could force him to use his box-pressing stunt by striking first. But now it seems that Zhao Yin's box-pressing stunt is far more terrifying than we imagined." The old monk smiled bitterly and pursed his lips. "A true god-level powerhouse turns out to be so changeable."
"Changeable?" Ye Yuhua didn't quite understand.
But it is not difficult to tell from Xiao Zheng's solemn expression that he is facing an extremely difficult enemy. It's even a bit like encountering a hedgehog and not knowing where to start.
"Yes. It's just changeable." The old monk said slowly. "Ye Zi, have you noticed? Zhao Yin has changed several styles since he started competing with Xiao Zheng. Even his fighting style. This kind of rhythm is extremely difficult for Xiao Zheng to adapt to."
Seeing that Ye Yuhua didn't seem to understand, the old monk continued: "Give me the simplest example. When we conduct a business negotiation, as long as we first find out the style and preferences of the negotiation target, we will basically win half the battle. But if we Negotiating with a moody opponent is very tricky and uncertain.”
"Zhao Yin is such a moody and god-level expert in martial arts." The old monk said word by word. "He's so fickle. It's hard to pinpoint his style. See who he really is."
"Is it difficult for Ah Zheng to win?" Ye Yuhua suddenly asked.
She doesn't care about the process. What she cares about is the results.
Nothing can happen to Ah Zheng. He has a wife and two children. He has too many missions on his shoulders. How could something happen to him
But - can he really defeat Zhao Yin
The old monk didn't know, and neither did Ye Yuhua.
This time, Xiao Zheng faced a truly insurmountable peak.
…
in the car.
Qiu Shou's expression was extremely solemn and extremely strange.
She didn't seem to know how to speak, but she couldn't help but want to ask the man sitting opposite. Her second uncle Lin Laoyao.
"Who can win this battle?" Qiu Shuang asked meaningfully.
Her heart is contradictory and complicated.
From her point of view, she didn't want such a battle. But she also knew very well that this battle was inevitable. At least no one could persuade my father to do it.
No one can stop Xiao Zheng from accepting the challenge head on.
Lin Laoyao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then opened his thin lips and said, "If I knew, would I still go up the mountain with you?"
Hearing this, Qiu Shou said with some joy in the bitterness: "I thought you went up the mountain for my second aunt."
Lin Laoyao glanced at Qiu Shuang: "It seems you are not nervous enough."
Qiu Shuo smiled slightly and said with some luck: "Since you are willing to accompany me up the mountain, I believe you will do something."
"What do you think I can do?" Lin Laoyao asked. His face was expressionless, looking like a piece of thousand-year-old ice.
"Stop them." Qiu Shuang said. "Or prevent the situation from getting out of hand."
"I want to, but I'm just as powerless as you." Lin Laoyao narrowed his eyes slightly. "No one can stop this, and it cannot be changed. We can only be spectators."
"Are you really not worried at all?" Qiu Shuo suddenly asked.
In any case, Xiao is his son-in-law and the father of his two grandchildren.
If Xiao Zheng dies, how can he explain to Lin Huayin if he dies in front of him? Account to two grandchildren
On the contrary, his father is his elder brother. Doesn't he care about family affection at all? Don't you care about your father's life or death at all
Lin Laoyao glanced at Qiu Shuang indifferently: "I know what you are thinking. Likewise, if I give you all the questions you are thinking about, will you also become that unscrupulous person?"
Qiu Shou was startled for a moment, then said bitterly: "Okay. I'm just too worried."
"Family love is worth thousands of gold. It is irreplaceable for you and me." Lin Laoyao said slowly. "But in this big era, there are many times when we cannot change some things. We cannot prevent them from happening."
Lin Laoyao has experienced too many helplessness and choices in his life. He had long been accustomed to silent acceptance. Bear the infamy.
As it is now, so it will be in the future.
He is sixty years old.
What should be seen through, what should not be seen through. He has seen it all.
He has no control over who lives and who dies.
Even though he is the Lin Laoyao that everyone is afraid of, he is a strong man in the true sense.
But so what
Isn’t Zhao Yin strong enough
He was still blinded by hatred. Life is a shackle from which you can never break free. Can't get out.
"By the time we arrive, maybe everything will be over." Lin Laoyao said slowly. Meaningful.