"Are you okay?" Qiao Weilun and Xue Bingyang appeared at some point and stepped forward to help Zheng Yubai up.
Zheng Yubai shook his head: "It's okay."
Xue Bingyang couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the scarlet palm print on Zheng Yubai's chest. Qiao Weilun cursed inwardly: "K is too cruel, he hit him so hard."
Zheng Yubai gave a bitter smile, feeling as if his internal organs were about to shift. With the help of Qiao Weilun, he returned to the bed in the office and half-lay down.
"Drink some water?" Xue Bingyang brought a glass of water.
Zheng Yubai waved his hand: "No, I'll be fine after a while." He sat cross-legged and circulated his internal energy. When the energy reached the veins in his chest, he felt a sharp pain. Zheng Yubai slowly gathered his internal energy to his chest, dissolving the palm power bit by bit.
When K launched his palm just now, Zheng Yubai was alert, but not only did K not show any signs before launching his palm, but the palm was also extremely fast, and Zheng Yubai did not dodge it. However, he still slightly pushed his chest forward when the palm hit him. This push seemed to be just a small action, but it was actually very useful.
When masters fight, they control their strength very delicately, and the slightest difference will lead to different results. If K's palm had been completely impressed, Zheng Yubai would have at least three ribs broken, and would have suffered serious internal injuries. His attack prevented K's palm power from being fully unleashed, so although the mark on his chest looked horrible and his internal organs were impacted, he would not have suffered any internal injuries.
Zheng Yubai adjusted his breathing for a long time, and the scarlet palm print on his chest gradually faded, finally becoming a faint mark, and soon disappeared. Although there was still some discomfort in his chest, the palm force had basically been resolved, and there was no serious problem.
"Yubai, your internal energy is so strong." Qiao Weilun couldn't help but admire Zheng Yubai when he saw how quickly he dissipated K's palm power. Unconsciously, his way of addressing Zheng Yubai became much more affectionate.
"Who is this K?" Zheng Yubai asked with a cold face. He suppressed a fire in his heart, burning in his chest, and it could explode at any time. K was ruthless. If the big handprint just now hit an ordinary person, his internal organs would be ruptured and bleeding. The two had no grudges, but he took such a heavy blow just because someone provoked him. He simply regarded human life as worthless. Although Zheng Yubai has a calm personality, he couldn't hold back his anger at this moment.
"I heard he's a killer..." Qiao Weilun said, "He has a very strange temper. He's lived here for two weeks and has already injured eight administrators. You're the ninth one."
"Is there no one in charge?" Zheng Yubai remembered what Cao Ji said when he first met him, that K broke the previous administrator's leg. He knew that if he didn't know some Kung Fu, he would be lying in the hospital morgue now.
"After he injured someone, he had to pay a large amount of medical expenses and resettlement expenses. The injured person dared not argue with him. As long as the apartment makes money, who cares?" Qiao Weilun was also a little angry. "Originally, everyone in the apartment was seeking refuge. It's better to have less trouble than more. But he just stirs up trouble and bullies others every day. I think he will cause a big disaster sooner or later."
Zheng Yubai let out a long sigh, pulled out a piece of paper from the table, quickly wrote a few words on it, handed it to Qiao Weilun and said, "Brother Qiao, please give this letter to K."
Qiao Weilun took it and looked at it, and saw two big words "Declaration of War" on it.
"You want to challenge him?" Qiao Weilun was shocked.
Zheng Yubai nodded: "This is intolerable. This person is too cruel. I want to get rid of this evil for the people."
"You..." Qiao Weilun was very worried. Although he had just met Zheng Yubai, he had a good impression of him. He knew K's ferocious appearance and superb kung fu. Qiao Weilun couldn't bear to watch Zheng Yubai die.
"Don't worry, since I dare to challenge him, I am sure I can do it." Zheng Yubai smiled slightly, "I'll trouble you with this matter."
Qiao Weilun went to deliver the letter half-believingly, and Zheng Yubai picked up the phone and called Cao Ji.
After hearing what Zheng Yubai said, Cao Ji didn't say anything for a while. After a long while, he cursed: "Are you looking for death? Do you know what K's nickname is? He is called the Killer King! Do you know what Killer King means?"
Zheng Yubai waited until Caoji finished cursing before saying, "Brother Caoji... I know he's good at martial arts, but I just can't stand the fact that he tried to kill me. I just want to know if it will be difficult to run the company."
"You've already sent the challenge, and now you're asking if it's difficult to work in the company... I'll take care of the company. I fucking hate K too. When are you going to fight him?" Cao Ji cursed and scolded Zheng Yubai for causing trouble for him as soon as he came to work, but at the same time he asked him with concern whether he was sure.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Du Bisheng pushed the door open and stared at Zheng Yubai with a serious face: "Boy, you haven't won back the one million for me yet."
Zheng Yubai smiled and said, "Mr. Du, aren't you just trying to take advantage of me losing first and then winning to defraud money from those three people? Don't worry, I will help you win back the one million, and I will also give you some interest, but not now."
Du Bisheng stared into Zheng Yubai's eyes and asked, "Did K make your brain more flexible?"
"Maybe." Zheng Yubai smiled.
"Then you must remember that you can't die. You still owe me one million. Are you sure you can beat K?" Du Bisheng's expression eased, and he looked at Zheng Yubai differently. Before, he had always regarded Zheng Yubai as a fool who was easy to fool, but now he realized that his accurate judgment of people seemed to have some problems. Zheng Yubai in front of him no longer had the simple and honest smile and listless look he had always had. Instead, he seemed to be awakened by K's palm, and his whole body was full of energy.
"How do you know if you don't try?" Zheng Yubai looked at his watch. "It's almost time. I have to go."
"Wait a minute." Du Bisheng stopped Zheng Yubai, "Give me five minutes, I will teach you the first gambling technique, maybe you can use it."
The lobby of the apartment was filled with people, which was rare. Not only were all the guests present, but even the chicken and the old couple in the kitchen were standing in the crowd. The lobby was cleared, leaving an open space as the competition venue.
K was already waiting, with a faint smile on his face, seeming to be confident.
The door of the office opened and Zheng Yubai walked out. The guests cheered. How many people who could live in a safe apartment were good people? They loved to watch this kind of excitement. Qi Ye even opened a gambling game as the banker, but the betting situation was a bit one-sided. Everyone bet on K, but no one bet on Zheng Yubai's side.
"What's the fun if no one is betting..." Qi Ye took a deep puff of his cigar and said disappointedly.
"Who said no one is betting?" Du Bisheng appeared out of nowhere, "What are the odds?"
"K is 1 to 1, and the administrator is 10 to 1." Qi Ye said, "Do you want to remove the administrator?"
"I'll bet 100,000." Du Bisheng laughed, "In order to avoid losing the game."
While Qi Ye was busy adjusting the odds, Zheng Yubai had already moved towards K.
"You can actually stand up, very good." K squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Yubai, "I will give you a quick end this time."
Zheng Yubai said nothing. In boxing, opening one's mouth would drain one's vital energy. The energy in the body is used to attack the enemy and cannot be wasted.
Caoji coughed and walked between the two men: "Have you two thought it through? Once the duel begins, it will be a fight of life and death. If there are casualties, there can be no complaints."
K sneered: "Just ask him whether he has written his suicide note."
Zheng Yubai just nodded, looked at K coldly, stretched out his right hand towards him, raised his thumb, and then shook his thumb upside down towards the ground.
This was a very insulting gesture. K, who was originally eccentric and irritable, let out a shrill cry when he saw it: "I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward, opened his palms to the left and right, and slapped Zheng Yubai's head. Caoji stepped back hastily, only to feel the strong wind in front of him. K's palm passed by his eyes, scarlet and hideous, with a fishy smell.
"Oh my God, if I get hit by this, my head will turn into a rotten watermelon." It was the first time that Cao Ji saw K exert his full strength like this, and he was worried about Zheng Yubai.
Zheng Yubai staggered his steps forward and backward, staring intently at K's attack. When K's palm wind had already covered him, he shrank his body, rubbed his feet several times, and dodged K's palms as if his body was moving horizontally on the ground. He punched K's back with his left fist, and swung his right hand behind his hips and under his crotch, secretly accumulating strength.
K missed the first strike, but reacted quickly, turned around to avoid Zheng Yubai's left fist, moved forward, and struck Zheng Yubai's right shoulder with a diagonal palm.
Zheng Yubai didn't dodge or react, but rushed forward with his whole body. K hit Zheng Yubai's shoulder solidly with his palm.
"Ah!" With a scream, K took a few steps back amidst the flying figures, holding his palm in astonishment. His right palm drooped limply, and it was obvious that the wrist bone was broken.
Zheng Yubai did not move. He raised his left hand and lifted his right shoulder, and the dislocated shoulder returned to its original position.
Most of the audience in the hall did not know martial arts and did not see clearly what just happened. Only Du Bisheng, Xie Chunlai and a few others with excellent eyesight could see roughly what happened.
At the moment when K's palm was about to hit Zheng Yubai's shoulder, Zheng Yubai's hand behind his hip was swung out violently, his hips, waist and shoulders were connected into a straight line, and he used his shoulder to hit K's palm fiercely. This move was the snake-shaped shoulder strike in Xingyiquan, which used the shoulder to restrain the enemy.
The shoulder bones were very hard, and Zheng Yubai was very strong. K was unaware of the situation and suffered a great loss. His wrist was immediately broken in the head-on collision.
When Xingyiquan is practiced to the extreme, the whole body can hurt people, and the whole person is an indestructible weapon. Although Zheng Yubai has not yet reached that level, he has already made some progress. The attack just now was already in his calculations. He used the hardness of his shoulder to deal with K's palm and wrist, and succeeded in one blow.
K stared at Zheng Yubai with a sullen face. He was arrogant to begin with, and he had just knocked Zheng Yubai away with a palm strike, so he didn't take him seriously at all. Now that his wrist was broken, he finally came to his senses and realized that the opponent in front of him was definitely not an easy person to deal with.
Zheng Yubai moved his shoulder and found nothing serious, then he stepped closer to K. (To be continued)