This moment was like lightning in everyone's eyes, but in Zhang Heng's eyes it was as slow as slow motion. As he struck down with his kick, Basong's body rolled and flew out like a tattered sack, with blood splattering everywhere!
"Basong!" The remaining five Muay Thai disciples roared, and immediately stared at Zhang Heng with red eyes. The murderous intention released made the company bosses involuntarily leave the five or six meters range of Zhang Heng, for fear of being attacked by the monstrous force. Influenced by evil intentions!
"Who are you!" The paranoid old man named Wang Shengkang stared at Zhang Heng. "If you can kick Basong away, you are considered a master. Who do you belong to? Why have I never seen you before!"
Zhang Heng frowned. How did he know about these things in the martial arts world, so he could only say, "I have no knowledge or sect. I just learned a martial arts secret book by myself when I was a child."
"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Shengkang snorted coldly, "Real martial arts does not have the guidance of a master. If you fail to practice even one link, you will die or become disabled. I don't believe you can achieve what you are today without a master!"
"It's up to you to believe it or not, but the facts still have the final say with fists." Zhang Heng took two steps forward with a fierce look in his eyes, "In short, the strongest martial arts will never get to Muay Thai, let alone you."
"Arrogant!" As Wang Shengkang sneered, a man in his thirties with almost no fat on his body stood up. He took two steps forward, took out a hemp rope and tied it to his head, holding his hands I don't know how many layers of cloth strips were wrapped around it, forming a thick circle.
"I am Nick, and I will avenge my junior brother." The man said in non-standard Chinese.
"I will also show you what real Chinese martial arts is."
Zhang Heng was heartbroken. He originally only wanted to save Li Yiru. After all, he couldn't just watch the other person being seriously injured when he clearly had the ability to save him. But now that he had saved the other party, he couldn't immediately give up the responsibility the next second, which would become a laughing stock.
Therefore, Zhang Heng had no choice but to make a cameo appearance as a martial arts master.
At this time, everyone looked at Zhang Heng in shock. Even Zhang Xin and Yang Yang looked confused. No one thought that this seemingly ordinary young man turned out to be a master of martial arts!
Li Jianguo and Li Yiru were also very confused. He looked at his father and asked in a low voice, "Is this kid really good at martial arts?"
"I noticed it when he came in." However, Mr. Li looked like he had been doing this for a long time. "Although he had restrained his aura, I found that his aura was quite long. He must have been practicing for several years. "
"Then can he beat that Nick?" Mr. Li's disciples all backed away with their heads covered with blood on their faces. Among them, the young man who called each other a fool couldn't help but ask.
"I'm afraid he's not an opponent, but since he stepped forward, I think he has some support. If he loses later, you can rescue him immediately." Mr. Li said seriously.
"yes!"
Nick made the standard Muay Thai arm-raising gesture, waiting for Zhang Heng to make a move, but Zhang Heng just stood forward and waited for the opponent to make the first move.
"What are you doing?" Nick frowned.
"Wait for you to make a move, come on." Zhang Heng replied.
"Master, what does he mean now?" the young man asked again.
Mr. Li touched his chin and showed an inscrutable look, "This should be the legendary 'no move to win, but a move to win'. I didn't expect that little friend Zhang Heng has already reached this state. I'm afraid there is no problem in protecting myself."
"I see..." The audience around Mr. Li suddenly realized.
"Arrogant!" Nick showed a ferocious look, stepped on his feet suddenly, and rushed to Zhang Heng with huge force like lightning. He raised his arms at the same time, and his two elbows fell hard like iron cones!
However, the movements that ordinary people could hardly see were like slow motion in Zhang Heng's eyes. He just wanted to punch the opponent away, but he felt that this was too inappropriate, so he changed his attack to defense and raised his arms suddenly. Lifting up directly blocked the opponent's elbow!
"Beautiful!" Mr. Li's eyes showed admiration. "He did not dodge directly, but blocked the attack at close range. This requires a lot of confidence in oneself to do this!"
Nick was shocked, and then he realized that the opponent was stronger than him. He quickly pulled back his arms and struck Zhang Heng's jaw with his right fist at a tricky angle. Once the impact was confirmed, it would probably cause severe concussion. The serious ones were beaten to death on the spot!
Zhang Heng frowned, but still did not attack but raised his palm to block it. However, when he blocked the opponent, suddenly, a strange force suddenly poured into his palm and rushed towards his body along his arm!
Almost instantly, the capillaries in his palms exploded one after another, and at the same time, the cuffs made a "Crack" sound, turning into thousands of fragments and scattering in all directions!
"No, it's An Jin!"
Mr. Li's expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly, "Go and save people!"
Everyone was also shocked, especially the disciples of Mr. Li, whose expressions changed drastically - An Jin is a skill that can only be practiced by a master-level figure. If ordinary fist strength is to attack the human body, then An Jin is To attack people's internal organs!
Mr. Li himself only developed An Jin in his forties, and thus became one of the twenty-six grand masters of contemporary Chinese martial arts! And this Nick, who is only thirty years old, has actually developed dark power that ordinary martial arts practitioners cannot develop in a lifetime
Zhang Heng frowned slightly. If he were an ordinary person, he would have almost no hope of survival under this dark force, but for him, he couldn't hurt himself at all. He only saw the muscles controlling his arms tremble slightly. The external force suddenly disappeared. At this time, Zhang Heng was still holding the opponent's fist. He simply tore the cloth strips wrapped around the opponent's hand with all his strength. Suddenly, a black metal finger appeared. The tiger is revealed!
Zhang Heng sneered. No wonder the strip of cloth wrapped around the opponent's palm was so thick. He turned his palm into a claw again, and with a swish, he directly removed the opponent's finger tiger from his palm!
All of this happened with lightning, from the time the cuff of Zhang Heng's arm exploded to when he took off the opponent's finger tiger, the total time was less than one second. When everyone came to their senses, Zhang Heng had already taken the opponent's finger tiger. In hand!
"Okay!" Mr. Li shouted loudly, "What a great little friend Zhang, he has actually developed secret power!"
Only An Jin can resist An Jin!
Everyone was even more shocked. From ancient times to the present, there have been so few people who have practiced An Jin. Anyone who has practiced An Jin can be called a master of Chinese martial arts. However, Zhang Heng, who is only in his early twenties, has actually mastered it. Dark energy coming
"Who the hell are you!" Nick was shocked when he saw that even his own weapon had been taken away by the opponent, and he couldn't help but put on a defensive posture.
"I said, I will let you see what real Chinese martial arts is!" Zhang Heng sneered, squeezed hard with his right hand, and there was a crunch, and he crushed the finger tiger into a ball in full view of everyone!
Not only that, a small amount of deformed finger tigers even squeezed out from Zhang Heng's fingers, as if what Zhang Heng was pinching was not a hard iron product at all, but a piece of mud!
"Holding iron like clay!"
Mr. Li took a breath of air, "It turned out to be the legendary one who can hold iron as tight as clay! The sky has eyes, and in my lifetime, I have actually seen an epic martial arts master!"
At this time, even people who don't understand martial arts showed extremely horrified expressions. They can shape a piece of iron alloy into something like this. Even the most idiotic people understand how terrifying it is. This hand can pinch wherever they want, wherever they are. Wouldn't it turn into a puddle of minced meat
"Impossible!" Wang Shengkang, who was opposite him, looked even more stunned. He looked at Zhang Heng blankly, then looked at his disciple Nick Dezhihu, and said in disbelief, "You have really achieved the legendary iron grip. The realm of mud?"
"Is it just a matter of holding iron like clay?" Zhang Heng snorted coldly, suddenly waved his fist and rushed towards Nick! As if facing a formidable enemy, Nick quickly resisted, but Zhang Heng suddenly stopped when he was still half a meter away from Nick!
Nick was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, he felt a force directly on his face. He staggered and fell to the ground with a nosebleed!
"This is..." Mr. Li was stunned again. He didn't even want to show shock, but after being shocked for a long time, he couldn't imagine what kind of state this was, so he could only freeze there with his eyes widened!
"Master, what state is this?" The young man who called the other party stupid continued to ask.
Mr. Li was furious in his heart. No one knows what kind of state this is. He glared at the young man fiercely and shouted, "You are ignorant and have no skills. How come you don't know anything? When you usually practice martial arts, have you trained on a dog?" ? Look at me, look at you! Go back and practice boxing for me a hundred times today!"
"Impossible!" Nick was shocked and quickly got up. He touched his nose and looked at Zhang Heng one meter away. He almost thought he was hallucinating! The junior brothers behind him had even more horrified faces, and they couldn't help but step back one by one.
"Just the wind of a fist can hurt someone. This kid is simply a monster!"
Zhang Heng felt that the last move was a bit too much. He was attacking the opponent directly with mental power. He originally thought that Mr. Li would talk about the realm of 'Turtle Style Qigong', but who knew that the opponent didn't know the realm of this move, so he quickly He coughed dryly and retracted his arm, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
At this time, Wang Shengkang seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to his knees completely. "It's impossible. How can I lose with my new Muay Thai? It's impossible!"
As if thinking of something, Wang Shengkang looked at Zhang Heng's back fiercely again, "Is it possible that you are using Chinese martial arts? Tell me, what kind of martial arts are you using!"
"This move is called - China's Proud Jue's Proud China!"
Zhang Heng's voice seemed to come from outside. Wang Shengkang was stunned and savored these nine words carefully. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and fell to his knees completely, with tears streaming down his face.
"So, is China's martial arts the best in the world? Am I really wrong?"