"It's not that I don't hold back. Your bright energy has already reached its peak, and your ape-shaped body is flexible. If you continue to fight for a long time, I will lose all your energy. I still don't know who will win."
How powerful is Wang Chao's dark tiger shape!
Qin Maojiao was hit in the chest, and immediately the sternum was completely shattered, and the dark energy penetrated into the internal organs, causing the heart and lung lobes to rupture and died on the spot, even an immortal could not save him.
In fact, the body skills and kung fu of the two are almost the same, Wang Chao just has an extra layer of dark energy.
If Qin Maojiao knew the details in advance, calmed his mind, used his strengths to avoid his weaknesses, and used his flexibility to defend against attacks, it would be very difficult for Wang Chao to knock him down.
It's a pity that Wang Chao knew his situation well, but he didn't know anything about Wang Chao. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles. If you don't know the details of the enemy, nine times out of ten you will stumble.
Twenty-six or seven years old is the golden age of life, but unfortunately, a good life just disappeared in the arena.
Looking at Qin Maojiao's body, Wang Chao couldn't help thinking that Lin Lijun, who died under the gun, also had his eyes widened like this, and he didn't rest in peace.
"You didn't die under a firearm. A person practicing boxing died under a fist. It's a worthy death." After silently sighing, he still squatted down and helped Qin Maojiao close his eyes.
"Maybe one day, I will die in such an arena."
At the same time when the organizer announced the result of the boxing bet, four or five sturdy men in black suits rushed up from below, looking at Wang Chao with resentful eyes.
"There are rules here. Disputes are not allowed. If you have something to go out, you can settle it yourself." The organizer seemed to have seen such things a lot, and his face became cold.
If you are beaten to death in the arena, according to the rules, you are not allowed to seek revenge.
At the same time, a large number of security guards with electric batons and plastic shields came in at the entrance of the venue.
At first glance, these security guards look like regular riot police.
"Let's go quickly, we can take care of the aftermath of the following things." At this moment, Lu Chengwen led a few of his subordinates and rushed to the ring, surrounded Wang Chao and was about to leave.
Qin Maojiao's identity is not trivial, although he was killed in the arena, there are many sequelae.
Now in Lu Chengwen's eyes, Wang Chao has become a cash cow. Whatever you say, you must protect his safety first.
"Why, Boss Bai, are you not convinced that Tianxin lost?" Lu Chengwen's triangular eyes gleamed with gloating light, looking at a well-dressed middle-aged man who came up from under the ring.
This middle-aged man is Bai Yong, the big boss of Tianxin Company. Both Tianxin Company and Daxing Group are half-black and half-white companies. In order to grab business, they have not fought once or twice.
This time, because Wu Yingda, the crown prince in the yamen, said that he is not allowed to slash and kill, and use gambling to resolve all disputes, so Bai Yong spent a million yuan and invited Xu Zhen's apprentice Qin Maojiao to do it. He thought it was a matter It's a sure thing, for this reason, he also wagered a three million bet.
Who knows, an unknown master appeared out of nowhere and beat Qin Maojiao to death, which made things worse. Since then, the business has been unsuccessful, and a large sum of money has been accompanied by him. More importantly, Qin Maojiao's master is Xu Zhen. I hired him as an apprentice, but was beaten to death, and I still don't know how to explain it.
Lu Chengwen is very clear about Bai Yong's current situation, so it's no wonder he gloated at his misfortune.
"Wen Laipi, don't get complacent too early. By the way, there is also this master. You must be more careful when you walk in the future. Don't fall."
This place belongs to Prince Wu Yingda's command, and the rules are strict. Even if Bai Yong has the courage, he would not dare to make trouble here.
Although the assets of Tianxin Company are several hundred million, compared with Wu Yingda, the prince, they are like ants and elephants. It can be said that if Wu Yingda snorts, within three days, the company will go bankrupt, and Bai Yong's body will be buried. Put it into a woven bag and sink into the Pearl River.
In this place, Bai Yong can only speak harsh words first, and then go out to plot revenge.
"Take the corpse, let's go." After Bai Yong said harsh words, he didn't stop and left immediately. Obviously wanting to go back as soon as possible, plotting revenge.
"Let's go too, and we'll talk about anything when we go back." Lu Chengwen knew that Bai Yong would get revenge, and he was as cruel as himself. If he procrastinated for a long time, he might be hacked and killed on the way back.
Wu Yingda didn't care about the disputes after leaving the boxing ring.
"Wait."
Just as Wang Chao was about to leave the ring, a cool female voice spoke.
Lu Wencheng took a look and saw Chen Bin sitting there, tapping the glass tabletop with his slender and fair fingers.
"Miss Chen." Seeing that it was Chen Bin who had spoken, Lu Chengwen forced a smile on his face. "What's your business? You also understand that we are in a hurry to go back. Bai Yong is cruel and evil..."
"Okay, you guys get out. I have something to talk to him." Chen Bin frowned, naturally exuding a fierce aura. Just like the official prestige of a high official, it can be seen that it has been cultivated after a long time in a high position.
"This..." Lu Chengwen didn't dare to offend this underworld princess. The Chen Group of Singapore has an incredible influence in Southeast Asia. It is almost the overlord of the underworld. Although this Guangdong is Wu Yingda's territory, the Chen Group has no influence here. But recently it has been rumored that the coastal princelings are cooperating with the Chen Group.
Moreover, in terms of personal matters, the relationship between Tai Chi master Chen Aiyang and Wu Yingda is very good. He also communicates with his younger sister often.
High-ranking officials and dignitaries generally like to communicate with warriors, learn secret arts, and exercise. This is a fact that has existed since ancient times.
What's more, Chen Aiyang's younger sister is also a master of Tai Chi.
No matter which side it was, Lu Chengwen didn't dare to confront Chen Bin, and he couldn't even talk back.
"Let's go out. You've made a fortune this time. Come out immediately after talking with Ms. Chen, and I'll count the money for you when you get back." Lu Chengwen winked at Wang Chao, and retreated with a group of people.
"Your boxing skills have reached the level of dark energy, and you can be considered a master. Why did you fall to the point where you fight black boxing to make money?" Chen Bin stared at Wang Chao's eyes for a while before speaking.
Wang Chao knew that Chen Bin was the princess of the Chen Group in Singapore and the younger sister of Chen Aiyang, so he also became very interested in this woman. The Chen Group and the princelings are the targets of organizational investigation.
Besides, he could also see that Chen Bin's skin was delicate and soft, and its luster was like suet jade, especially the temples covered by the temples of his hair had raised marks, which was obviously a phenomenon that only people who had practiced at the top of the inner family kung fu practiced.
"If it's a man, if you go up and give him a hand, you'll know how far his kung fu has come. It's a pity that it's a woman."
Hand-to-hand testing is a common method used by martial arts practitioners to score points. It is not as dangerous as a martial arts contest. But now that Chen Bin is a woman, Wang Chao naturally won't go up to help rashly.
"Fist can't be eaten." Wang Chao replied vaguely.
"You are right, you are from the mainland, right? There are still some hidden masters in the mainland." Chen Bin nodded, "But do you know that you have caused a lot of trouble today, and your life will not be saved." Living is a problem, do you still want to have the opportunity to make money from boxing in the future?"
"I know this person's identity is unusual, but if I move my hands, I will die if I keep my hands. There is no way to do this."
"It's not convenient to talk here, come with me." Chen Bin said, standing up.
"Miss Chen, what do you want to order?" A person in charge hurried over.
"Is there a rest room?"
"Yes, I'll take you there."
The person in charge bent down and led the way. After a while, he brought Chen Bin to a quiet lounge on the second floor.
Chen Bin was followed by four bodyguards.
Wang Chao found that although these four bodyguards were tough, they obviously had not practiced inner martial arts.
"You stay at the door."
There is a large leather sofa in the middle of the lounge, which is richly decorated. As soon as Chen Bin went in and sat down, he asked the bodyguards to stay outside. Seeing Wang Chao sizing up his bodyguard, he couldn't help but smile.
"They practice guns, and all of them are sharpshooters. In modern society, no matter how advanced martial arts are, they can only be used for fitness and gambling. What are really used to kill people must be firearms."
Chen Bin's speech and behavior are very temperamental, neither hasty nor impatient, gentle and kind, but occasionally reveals the noble aura of a superior.
Wang Chao suddenly discovered that her temperament was somewhat close to that of Tang Zichen. However, if you look carefully, there are still many differences.
What Tang Zichen exuded was natural gentleness, getting along with her was like being a big sister who loves her younger brother. As for Chen Bin's gentleness, it is obvious that there are obvious traces of self-cultivation and refinement, and occasionally he will show an aggressive look.
In order to cultivate martial arts into dark energy, you must be calm, your speech and behavior must be gentle, and your temperament must be restrained and deep. Neijiaquan changes people's temperament, just like that.
Whether the personality is arrogant, violent, cowardly, or wretched, neither can develop high-level kung fu.
But arrogance refers to arrogance, not arrogance. People can't have arrogance, but they can't be without arrogance.
"Boxing can only be used for fitness and gambling..." Although he didn't want to admit it, Wang Chao also deeply understood that what Chen Bin said was the truth.
"Sit down." Chen Bin pointed to the sofa next to him, then slowly picked up the glass on the table, poured water, and handed it over.
Wang Chao quickly thanked him and took it with his hands.
Suddenly, a teasing light flickered in Chen Bin's eyes. The moment Wang Chao received the cup in his hand and shifted his focus, his index and middle fingers moved together like swords, and stabbed at Wang Chao's wrist.
It was fast and fast, and there was no sign of a move in advance.
Wang Chao's pores didn't even hear her movement. Chen Bin is the younger sister of Tai Chi master Chen Aiyang, and she is a Tai Chi master herself! The force is ingenious, the muscles and bones are loose and soft, the force is natural, and the explosion is fast.
"Well! So fast!"
Wang Chao didn't even have time to think in his heart. He shook his wrist, pinched the glass with his thumb and forefinger, and the middle finger rubbed against the edge of the outer wall of the glass and popped it out.
Boom! There is thunder between the fingers.
Wang Chao flexed and stretched his middle finger, making a slight cracking sound like smashing broad beans.
During the days when he was wounded by the machete team instructed by Zhao Jun, he lived in the ward, stabbed each other with Zhang Tong using chopsticks as swords, and learned the swordsmanship of "Sword Immortal" Li Jinglin, the deputy curator of the Central Martial Arts Academy.
During those days of meditation, Wang Chao not only penetrated the mysteries of Taiji, Xingyi, and Bagua based on the thirteen postures of swordsmanship, but also practiced the kung fu of Jianjue boxing to ten fingers.
The popped middle finger collided with Chen Bin's second finger with a bang. Chen Bin immediately bent his arms inwards, and quickly retracted them.
"Sword tactics?"
Feeling more and more curious about Wang Chao, Chen Bin didn't stop there, just slightly straightened his spine, drove his arms hard, and suddenly bounced back.
Her arm is like a very elastic gun, turning a corner, the rebound is stronger.
Her fist was clenched like a hollow hammer.
The arm bounced back, piercing the air lightly, making a crisp sound.
"Tai Chi Hammer Strength!"
Wang Chao recognized it immediately, this is the beating method in Taijiquan. Because he was the first to learn martial arts from Tang Zichen, and he had learned to throw his body and beat.
In "Records of National Skills", Tang Zichen recorded the method of Tai Chi hammering, but Wang Chao just learned about it, and did not practice it.
Kung fu lies in purity, in essence, not in abundance. Wang Chao thinks that he has not yet reached the level of perfection in the two skills of Bagua, Xingyi, Xingyi and Xingyi. Now he is only good at dragon, snake, tiger, horse, eagle, monkey, and the rest are chickens, swallows, bears, etc. Form is only practiced and taught to be proficient.
He still knows the truth that greed does not kill.
Chen Bin's hammer bounced back, there was ferocity in the lightness, the yin and yang connotation, it was very difficult to resist, even Wang Chao didn't care about the water glass in his hand. The long arm is stretched out suddenly, and it is blocked with the strength of the horizontal fist.
boom! The glass tumbled to the ground and shattered. At the same time as the sound was made, the arms of the two had already collided.
Wang Chao leaned back, and his five fingers grabbed the ground fiercely. Only then did he stabilize his figure.
The sofa that Chen Bin was sitting on creaked and moved back a few centimeters, and the legs of the sofa rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound.
As soon as the two arms touched, they both realized that the other was a rival. However, none of them showed any dark energy. As soon as the dark energy is released, it is not a competition, but a life-and-death struggle.
After a collision, Chen Bin also stood up from the sofa and pushed up with both hands. Wang Chao's buttocks were slightly away from the sofa, and he stood in a half-squat to resist.
The two entangled one by one, and became the appearance of pushing hands in a competition.
Chen Bin listened again and again, and the fine hairs on his arms exploded and fell, and fell and exploded.
Wang Chao's muscles and bones were loose and his fur was taut.
Tai Chi Pushing Hands and Xingyi Rubbing Hands are all methods of trying strength and kung fu.
Chen Bin was formally testing the extent of Wang Chao's kung fu.
Similarly, Wang Chao is also very interested in Chen Bin's kung fu.
You come and go, the two pushed for three rounds, but they didn't feel the other's momentum, so Chen Bin took his hand away. Said not to come.
Wang Chao also withdrew his hand very cooperatively.
"Your boxing skills are very good, and you are not under the Guangdong Three Tigers. No wonder Qin Maojiao is not your opponent. But no matter how good boxing skills are, you are afraid of firearms. You got into trouble today, and you should be careful in the future. If you really can't get along, You can make this call. Black boxing, black boxing, first there is a black word, and then there is a fist. No matter how good your boxing skills are, you are still afraid of the black word."
Chen Bin took out a business card and handed it to Wang Chao.
Obviously, Chen Bin meant to solicit. However, the Chen Group is a big company, and it pays attention to its face to the outside world. Chen Bin would not immediately play the trick of courteous corporal to Wang Chao.
"It's better to let him taste the suffering of the underworld first, and only then will he come to seek refuge after knowing the danger."
This is what Chen Bin had in mind.
Seeing the figure of Chen Bin walking out until he disappeared, Wang Chao smiled and played with the beautifully printed metal business card in his hand. With a voice that you can't even hear.
"Officials... bandits... I am an official now, you are bandits... how can officials be afraid of bandits?"
"What's more, I'm a party member. Will party members be afraid of the underworld?"