"Young people are full of energy and blood, and it is not unusual for them to be brave and fierce. But they are not arrogant when they win, they are sympathetic to the losers, they are generous with money, they are sincere, and they tell the truth like gurgling water into people's hearts. Really. A modest gentleman, as gentle as jade, young and old, already has the embryonic form of a boxing master, and his future is limitless."
In the original contact, Zhang Tong only thought that Wang Chao was a young man who practiced martial arts quite well, and he was simply interested. This is also Zhang Tong's hobby. When Zhao Xinglong appeared, she was very interested. But now Wang Chao generously donated money to Zhao Xinglong, this action shocked her greatly, from interest to appreciation.
"What? What is Mr. Zhang thinking?"
At the end of Xi San, Wang Chao watched Zhao Xinglong leave, and recalled the fight just now in his mind, and felt that Zhao Xinglong was really powerful. If he hadn't twisted all the strength of his body into one these days, his footwork, strength, and body skills , the palm technique has been improved to a higher level, reaching the upper level of Ming Jin, it is definitely not his opponent.
Moreover, Zhao Xinglong's actual combat experience is obviously very rich. The last blow was obviously the strength of the Tongbei Fist. It was just a flash and suddenly exploded. Now that I think about it, I feel a little scared.
Thanks to the ingenuity of the dragon-snake joint attack, using the snake shape to entangle the body, the dragon shape to pick the hips, and finally turning around and swinging the palm, he was able to narrowly win. But Zhao Xinglong fell and managed to get back up. Obviously, he didn't lose his fighting power. If it was a life-and-death fight, he still had to fight. It is not yet known who will win the game.
In terms of strength and the purity of kung fu, Wang Chao felt that his own strength seemed to be inferior compared to Zhao Xinglong's Baji Iron Elbow.
Moreover, the opponent's internal strength was also trained to the point where his skin bulged like iron sand, and Wang Chao couldn't touch the center of gravity and momentum through his muscles.
"In the past, I only fought strong fighters who were good at fighting, such as Captain Cao, Li Feng, and Liu Wenjun. Captain Cao was even a little bit stronger, always hiding his strength, but I'm afraid he didn't reach the level of Zhao Xinglong. In actual combat with such a master, It’s really hard to come by, and after a game, I benefited a lot.”
Recalling the opponents he had met one by one, he turned around in his head like lightning, and then he woke up. Seeing Zhang Tong's beautiful eyes watching him not moving, Wang Chao couldn't help asking questions.
"Huh?!" Zhang Tong seemed to have recovered from his thoughts, smiled gracefully and calmly, and looked away from Wang Chao, "I'm just surprised, you are just a high school student who is about to graduate, and you are still 18 years old. I haven't arrived, but when you talk and dress, you look so old-fashioned, and some of the youth, passion, and vigor of young people seem to be missing from you, isn't it a bit strange."
Zhang Tong told the truth, waiting for Wang Chao's answer with great interest.
"Mr. Zhang is referring to my behavior just now?" Wang Chao then understood the meaning of Zhang Tong's words: "That's nothing, it's just that I have recently studied to cultivate my spirit, and I have always lamented the history of boxing masters of the older generation. Most of them are forced by life. No matter how good boxing is, even if they are invincible in the world, if they don't get the support of others, they will be poor. Zhao Xinglong is a good trainer. If he loses boxing because of life, then It's such a pity. I have a little spare money now, so I can help if I can. Compared with Taekwondo, boxing has really fallen too far. If it continues to wither away, I will be left alone, and I can't find someone to communicate with. It's also quite lonely, and it has nothing to do with being old. And most of the older generation of boxing masters are like this. I think it is very necessary to learn boxing and others."
"Yeah. It's very old to think like this." Zhang Tong smiled: "I also saw the match between you and Zhao Xinglong just now. It was very exciting. What do you think?"
"It's based on a narrow victory. If it's a life-and-death black market boxing, then we don't know who will win and who will lose." Wang Chao said truthfully: "He has obviously practiced longer than me and has rich experience in actual combat, so I will think about it in the future. The idea of learning from him."
"When you talk to him again, maybe he has improved again. Fisting is afraid of the young and strong, bullying the old and not bullying the young. It's not sure who will win the deer." Zhang Tong can see that Wang Chao is telling the truth, not modesty. "I also have a few powerful bodyguards under my command. They are all Lianjiazi. I wonder if you are interested in competing with him?"
Zhang Tong's words seemed to be a bait thrown out, waiting for Wang Chao to take the bait.
If there is an actual battle, Wang Chao will naturally not refuse, and agrees immediately: "That would be the best."
"Then let's go, I'll take you there!" Zhang Tong paid the bill coolly, then got out of the restaurant, and drove Wang Chao towards the center of the city.
After driving for half an hour, the car also stopped in front of a very luxurious commercial building, which is the most prosperous commercial street in the entire S province.
This commercial building is more luxurious than the Taekwondo Hall, and the towering glass-tempered building reflects the atmosphere of a modern city. The environment of people coming and going on the street also reflects the excitement and prosperity.
As soon as Zhang Tong's car stopped in front of the building, three men in black suits and earphones appeared out of nowhere, with cold faces.
"Mr. Zhang!" The first man who came up to him looked at Wang Chao who was sitting in the back of the car strangely, and then lowered his eyelids.
"Help me drive the car into the garage, and then come up." Zhang Tong nodded, ordered, and then got out of the car. The man immediately got into the car and drove the car to the underground garage next to the commercial building.
"Let's go!" Zhang Tong smiled at Wang Chao who came down at the same time, and followed the other two bodyguards to the elevator of the commercial building.
When Wang Chao came out, he also looked at the three men in black suits and headsets, who were obviously dressed like bodyguards. His eyes fell on the hands of the three men, and he found that the hands of the three men looked like Cao Yi. , are all flat fist bones, with layers of brown skin, but unlike Cao Yi, the eyes of these three people are very cold, as if their feelings have been watered down. And there was a very unapproachable aura leaking from his whole body.
This kind of breath is to let ordinary people get close to it, and they will instinctively feel the danger and move away immediately.
Wang Chao also felt this kind of aura, and he raised his vigilance a little.
"They are all retired mercenaries. After rigorous training in the African jungle, they are extremely proficient in killing skills and many espionage methods. The cruel training life has caused them to lose part of their mood swings. Therefore, it is the most terrifying to do it. .Do you still dare to compete with them?"
Just when the elevator stopped, Xiaosheng Zhang Tong said something to Chao Wang and blinked his eyes.
"Mercenaries?" Wang Chao was taken aback, and suddenly his imagination plucked a string in his mind: "I see that some places in the Record of Chinese Martial Arts mentioned the skills of training mercenaries to kill people, and it seems that it has something to do with Sister Chen..."