boom!
An adult man weighing nearly 90 kilograms was smashed onto the floor of the training room by a back. At the moment when his back hit the ground, his iron pincer-like hands grabbed the boy's tense shoulders, snorted, and fell down. The power of , directly threw it out!
The man was so strong that it was unimaginable, the muscles of his arms bulged at the moment of exertion, and the burst of strength made the slender teenager in front of him fly out like a kite with only a broken string. !
Cui Zuojing curled up in the air and changed his posture abruptly. The moment before he hit the wall, he slammed his feet and bounced like a cannonball, and slammed into the back of the man who was standing up from the ground. !
If an ordinary person took this blow, he would definitely be able to fold his waist on the spot, but the man was only slammed forward by the huge force and jumped two steps forward. Before he could stabilize his body, he felt a gust of wind swept his legs!
The man jumped up quickly, and at the same time grabbed the hand behind Cui Zuojing who was about to hit his waist, and pulled forward fiercely—
The irresistible force on his arms directly made Cui Zuojing lie on the man's back, and he was about to rub his shoulders and slide out. If he was hugged because of this, in the face of absolute force, he would never have a chance to break free. !
In the blink of an eye, Cui Zuojing actually supported the man's shoulder with his other hand and turned his body upside down. With the arm being held as his heart, he swung his feet in the air. Before landing on the ground, he raised his knees and hit the man's chin all at once!
Even if the ability is muscle enhancement, it is impossible to make the facial muscles as strong as the other parts of the body. Cui Zuojing used an inertial blow to make the man's head lean back, and his jaw gave out the brittleness of dislocation of the bones. Loud, blood spurted straight out of my nose!
"team leader!"
"Anton!"
Amidst the exclamations of the rest of the deep diver team, Cui Zuojing calmly moved his knees, which were in severe pain from the collision, and his pinched shoulders. With anticipation that even he himself hadn't noticed.
"Okay, who else do you—"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt his wrist being grabbed.
"I'm still... Mu Yousu..." The man named An Dong struggled to get up from the ground. He swayed unsteadily twice, raised his hand and snapped his dislocated lower jaw back to its original place with a "click". Can speak clearly, "You are strong, but not enough to beat me."
It is worthy of being a pilgrim whose ability is muscle strengthening, that is, endurance.
Cui Zuojing turned to look at him, sighed helplessly, and said, "Why? You also know that you can't beat me now, right?"
An Dong stared straight at him, with the stubbornness and firmness in his eyes that Cui Zuojing was familiar with, and said hoarsely, "Even if you know, you have to try it."
Cui Zuojing stared at him for a few seconds, let out his breath, slowly took out his hands in his pockets, and put on a fighting posture: "Okay, then I'll let you see what real taijutsu is. "
bang bang bang —
Hearing the sound of fisting to the flesh, the hearts of the people next to him twitched, sourness emerged from the roots of the teeth, and the expression of fleshy pain appeared invariably. But for the two parties, the sound of blows accompanied by pain can only stimulate all the blood. Anton took advantage of his body shape to temporarily hold the upper hand by pressing Cui Zuojing below during the roll, and clenched his fists. Hit the boy's shoulder hard!
He deliberately restrained his strength, but he didn't use his ability to strengthen his muscles. He knew that if it was a blow with all his strength, the powerful impact could directly break all the ribs in the chest of the boy under him.
But the moment before his fist hit the boy, Cui Zuojing's figure suddenly flickered ghostly. Before Anton could realize what happened, the fist that was about to hit the boy fell on the floor!
An Dong was horrified. At this time, Cui Zuojing passed his hands under his armpits, grabbed his back, and used his legs and arms to hang him to death, unable to move.
Anton tried to struggle, but every time he moved, the boy twisted even tighter, making it more difficult for him to breathe.
Jujitsu? !
Dong Zheng came in a hurry, and when he opened the door, he saw such a picture.
The young man and the strong man who fell to the ground were entangled with the limbs. The round neckline of his T-shirt was pulled to one side, exposing the left shoulder pocket and the bruised bruises. The sweat wetted his black temples, his black eyes were as sharp as a goshawk, and his skin was pierced. His neck was red until his cheeks were steaming hot, and he tightened his arms pantingly, and the man who was caught by him let out an unbearable pain.
Dong Zheng: …
He swayed unsteadily, a little unable to accept what he saw in front of him. At this moment, a strange thought appeared in Dong Zheng's mind.
If it's him who's being hanged now...
Immediately, Dong Zheng shuddered, what was he thinking about! Haven't been beaten by Cui Zuojing in usual training
Suddenly looking up and seeing Dong Zheng's figure at the door, Cui Zuojing's eyes suddenly lit up, he let go of An Dong, took two steps back to distance himself from him, and pulled off the wrinkled shirt during the fight , raised his chin proudly to the rest of the silent deep diver team in the audience, and said coldly, "Anything else?"
The first person to be beaten in the auditorium was an ordinary-looking thin man, who was holding his swollen left cheek and pitying him. Hearing this, he trembled violently, and even Huang Mao, who was sitting next to him, could clearly feel it.
The other young man sitting next to the woman also shivered while covering his swollen right cheek.
Shouzi was the first person to "study" with Cui Zuojing. The ability to stretch his limbs at will gave him a lot of advantages in previous discussions, but that little devil-like boy came up and punched him directly. stunned.
Afterwards, the invisible youth confronted Cui Zuojing. He thought that the opponent's combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced if he could not see the enemy, but he didn't expect Cui Zuojing to have a pair of infrared eyes and found him at once. position, and beat him to the ground.
Later, as a last resort, the team leader with the strongest combat power appeared on the stage. The people who knew Anton's combat power were relieved a lot, but they didn't expect the team leader to be no match for the young man!
The most important thing is that until now, they have not been able to see what Cui Zuojing's ability is.
Could it be that this person's ability is not reflected in combat
Then...that's too scary!
Anton got up from the ground and looked at Cui Zuojing again, with a little more fear and awe in his eyes. After staying in the pure white world for a long time, pilgrims' worship of powerful forces is almost engraved in everyone's instinct.
"this-"
Dong Zheng knocked on the door at the right time, and when everyone looked over, he asked, "Everyone, can you return my team members to me?"
The captain named Dong Zheng was wearing a black combat uniform. Before he had time to change his clothes, his fingerless gloves were inevitably stained with some stains from the box, and blood and mud were mixed with others. His body is straight, his hair is a little messy, and the corners of his lips are naturally tight, which appropriately dilutes the temperament of the social elite on him, making him even more reckless and heroic.
I saw that the crazy boy just now shouted "Captain" at the man, and then said, "They want to learn from me, but I didn't just run around."
Dong Zheng nodded to the captain who was wiping his nosebleed, and said: "If there is nothing else, I will take A Zuo back. He has been in the box for more than a week and is already very tired."
Tired already...
Dong Zheng's words echoed in everyone's ears. It was such a tired teenager who had been in the box for a week. The three most powerful people in their team had a bruised nose and a swollen face? !
An Dong's face was red and blue, black and yellow, Cui Zuojing glanced at him, ignored him, stretched a lot, and walked towards Dong Zheng.
"Wait a moment!"
Cui Zuojing turned his head, An Dong took a deep breath and asked, "Can you tell me your name?"
Cui Zuojing smiled: "I thought you guys came to find me after inquiring about the good news, so I don't know anything except the name of our captain?"
He continued to walk towards Dong Zheng, his voice echoing in the ears of the deep diver team members.
"My surname is Cui. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Cui. As for the rest... check it out yourself."
…
He walked along the corridor silently for a while, making sure that the few people in the training room couldn't hear their conversation, Dong Zheng pulled Cui Zuojing into the nearby spare room, closed the door with his backhand, and said, "Give it to me. have a look."
He frowned, as serious as he was about to reprimand others. In short, there was nothing good to do. Cui Zuojing's heart rang out, and he immediately raised his hand to cover his chest. After thinking about it, he moved his hand down to cover his crotch. In between, he asked cautiously, "What are you looking at?"
"Injury." Dong Zheng was suddenly dumbfounded by him. The only thing left was to question why the young man went to fight regardless of his physical condition. He looked at Cui Zuojing from head to toe, and his eyes finally stayed on The place where he covered his hands, said meaningfully, "Of course, if you want me to see other places, I would be very happy."
"Fuck!" Cui Zuojing was slapped by him, and he could only scold him with swear words, his mouth could go to the horizon, and he reluctantly lifted the hem of his T-shirt to show Dong Zheng that he was beaten by An Dong just now. Out of the wound.
In the fight just now, An Dong punched him under the ribs, but Cui Zuojing avoided him in time, his fist barely rubbing the skin, but even so, the position under the boy's ribs was still a lot of bruises, and it hurt to look at .
"That guy's ability is muscle strengthening, and his strength is very strong." The soaring adrenaline during the battle gradually subsided. Cui Zuojing felt the pain only after seeing the injury, and took a small sip, gasping for air." Unarmed fists are not my strong point, and skills are not very useful in the face of absolute power, so I was beaten twice by him."
After he said that, seeing Dong Zheng's unpleasant expression, his eyebrows seemed to be clouded with clouds, he hurriedly said: "Of course, I beat him even worse, and his jaw almost broke, hey! You should have come earlier, See how I taught them a lesson."
"Also." Through a thin layer of cloth, Dong Zheng gently pressed the black green on Cui Zuojing's shoulder, and unsurprisingly received a gasp.
"Hurry back and let your uncle treat you. You've been in the box for a week and your condition is so bad, how dare you go and learn from others?"
"What's not to dare." The boy muttered dissatisfiedly, "Just that kind of weak chicken, I can beat ten more!"
Halfway through speaking, Cui Zuojing yawned loudly, his whole body collapsed in a relaxed way, and the ending sound was vague in sleepiness.
He is really tired.
"I know." Dong Zheng pinched the back of his neck and whispered, "But next time, remember to call me over earlier, and don't hurt yourself."