Chapter 148
When soaking in medicine, he secretly practiced two magic skills. Unexpectedly, by chance, he made breakthroughs and reached the ultimate level of hard skills. The Golden Dragon locks the jade pillar! The combination of yin and Yang, dragon and tiger.
The old Taoist nodded and said, "good! Good! I have worked hard for decades! At last it's working! "
The evil god didn't let Zhang Jun ask again. He grabbed him and said, "OK, follow me to continue the fourth level."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun's wrist sank and broke free. He and the evil god were both in a daze, and the latter sneered: "boy, don't think that you can call a blackboard instructor if you know some hard Qigong. I can still beat you all over the place to find your teeth!"
Of course, Zhang Jun understood that he was still in a dark state. Even if he had a strong physique, he could not beat the Dan Jin master. So he hummed and walked with him.
The evil god took Zhang Jun out of the cave and got on a plane. The plane took off, and I didn't know where to fly. In addition to the evil spirits on board, there was a middle-aged man wearing glasses with a smile on his face.
Zhang Jun couldn't help asking, "drillmaster, where are we going?"
"Russia." The evil spirit said, "you will challenge the world's martial arts experts there."
The middle-aged man took over the conversation, and he continued to explain to Zhang Jun: "the fighting organization we want to participate in is called" the strongest killing. ". Every game involves huge bets, and there are no rules in the game, as long as you can kill your opponent
"This time we are going to take you to one of the A-level competitions. In this kind of competition, all the competitors have the strength equivalent to the strength of the experts, which is very dangerous Middle aged people are humane.
Zhang Jun looked calm and asked, "is there an s level above A-level?"
"Yes, but the S-level battle is too dangerous. You are not strong enough. You'd better not go." Middle aged people are humane.
After listening to the explanation, Zhang Jun said, "since I can bet, can I bet?"
The evil god took a look at him and said, "of course, there is no limit on the amount of gambling there. How much do you want to bet?"
"One billion dollars." Zhang Dao is light.
The evil god was stunned, and the middle-aged man's eyelids jumped. The latter said with a bitter smile, "although there is no limit on the bet there, the billion dollar is indeed a little more."
Zhang Jun said, "that would be 500 million dollars."
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "well, although it's a little difficult, I can still do it."
The plane flew for about ten hours and landed at a private airport in Moscow. As soon as Zhang Jun got off the plane, he was picked up by a Russian military vehicle. The driver was a fat man with a thick beard. He drank while driving. By the time the car arrived, he had already drunk two large bottles of vodka.
The destination was a modest looking hotel. After entering the hotel, the fat man took several people into the basement. The basement is a large area with brilliant lights. There are three or five hundred stands all around.
In the middle is a huge platform on which a fight is going on. Both sides of the fight, one is yellow, the other is white. The former seems to have come from Japan, with a few Japanese sentences in his mouth.
The white man is a big Russian man with thick chest hair and tall body.
Although the Japanese are not physically dominant, they are flexible and do not fall behind in the fight, and sometimes launch effective attacks.
Zhang Jun only looked at them a few times and found that they were both Ming Jin level figures.
Middle aged humanitarian: "this is a C-level competition, if you are interested, you can bet now."
Far away from the grandstand, Zhang Jun's perspective ability can not reach, so there is no way to judge, no bet.
A minute later, the Russian man hit the Japanese head with a fist. With a click, the Japanese neck was broken and fell to the ground directly. The Russian stepped up and trampled on the opponent's throat, ribs, sternum and so on. Finally, he kicked his opponent's eggs, which made his scalp numb.
Zhang Jun frowned. This kind of black market boxer is really cruel and aims to kill his opponent.
After watching a few games, he closed his eyes and breathed, then ordered some food and water, and began to eat and watch the game. When he put his body in high speed to the best condition, a dark color host came on stage to announce that the A-level competition began.
On the way, the middle-aged man went backstage to apply for the qualification for Zhang Jun and brought the serial number. Zhang Jun's serial number was A9, which means he was the No. 9 player in A-level competition.
"In the first game, contestant No. 7 from Thailand, against player No. 16 from England!" The host yelled, and then slowly stepped back.
At the beginning of the battle, player No. 7 was dark in color, not tall but strong in muscle. No. 16 is about 1.8 meters tall and has a thick cocoon on his exposed legs, which shows that he has made a lot of efforts in leg work.
When the battle bell rings, the Thai player suddenly rises into the air and strides towards his British opponent.
Zhang Jun immediately judged that the other side must lose, because it is difficult for people to be flexible in mid air, unless they have better Kung Fu.
Sure enough, the British people a short body to avoid the other side of the air hit, and then reach out a grasp, accurately grasp the Thai people's lower Yin."Poof!"
After a sour voice, Thais screamed and fell to the ground with his hands covered with his crotch. His face was white and his whole body began to twitch violently.
The British stepped forward to mend a few feet and immediately trampled the Thai people to death. Their intestines were full of blood, and the bloody atmosphere made hundreds of audience hold their breath.
After the scene, the middle-aged man with glasses said to Zhang Jun, "the next scene is you. Come with me."
He was taken to the back of the stage, changed into a set of training clothes, and then went to the exit, waiting for the host's call.
"Next, the second game will be played by player No. 9 from China against player No. 3 from Japan!" The host reported with a bland look.
Zhang Jun and another Japanese, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, walked out from the left and right sides respectively. At the same time, the middle-aged man rushed to the bet table and bet Zhang Jun $500 million.
Most of the people who come here to make bets here hold the idea that small bets are appropriate. They can bet hundreds of millions of dollars at most each time. Few people like Zhang Jun bet 500 million at once.
The waiter in charge of the bet was afraid to decide, so he called to ask the superior.
"Next." The superior simply gave the order.
This side just finished the bet, Zhang Jun and the Japanese players have been confronted. Japanese body muscle knot, in the fight to occupy a congenital advantage, he looked at Zhang Jun coldly, just like looking at a dead man.
"Children, go back to your Chinese hometown as soon as possible, or I will kill you." The Japanese are humming in the air, and their eyes are full of fierce light.
Zhang Jun light way: "nonsense really much, let's go."
The Japanese suddenly moved under their feet, and their body shape approached Zhang Jun in an instant, and then swept with one foot. This is his fatal move. It's fast and powerful. It can sweep off the wooden stake with thick thigh.
Zhang Jun didn't dodge, so he put out his foot and shoveled it. His speed is faster than the other side, the strength is also more accurate, the point on the other side's knee joint.
This is due to the unique ability of the Buddha's eye. The opponent's movements and strength, as well as the changes in attack, can't escape his eyes, so he can conquer the enemy at one stroke.
"Click!"
A crisp sound, Japanese knee joint is broken, howl a fall to the ground. However, his fighting power was still there. With his left hand on the ground, his right fist suddenly soared into the sky and exploded to Zhang Jun's abdomen.
Zhang Jun's left fist was on his waist, and his right fist suddenly fell from the sky like a hammer.
When the two fists collided, they gave a "crash" sound. The bones on the Japanese arm were all blasted by the terrible force. Countless bone spines penetrated the skin and were exposed to the air.
The pain made the Japanese howl and lost their fighting power.
Zhang Jun walked forward indifferently and put his foot on the other side's temples. His inner force penetrated into his brain and killed him instantly.
After the fight, he went back to his seat and asked the middle-aged man, "have you bet yet?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised and said: "bet, one-to-one plate, deducting the tap, you made 400 million dollars!"
"All right, keep going. Every time I fight, you bet one. I'll give you a million dollars for each bet. " He said faintly.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed and said, "well, you can rest assured."
The evil god said coldly, "no son, quite rich."
"Generally, the instructor must have more money?" He said faintly.
"Well prepared, that Japanese is weak, you will meet a master next, don't be careless." The evil god drillmaster did not answer positively, but seldom cared about one.
In today's a
level competition, Zhang Jun played six games. He didn't have much difficulty in defeating six enemies and won easily. He has the ability to resist the "Golden Dragon", which is similar to that of the Buddha.
To the next day, he finally ushered in a decent master, a Thai in his twenties. The opponent's Thai boxing has been practiced to the level of internal and external integration, which is very rare in the hands of Thai boxing.
The other side is obviously the strength of Huajin, and he is young and energetic. As soon as he comes up, he puts pressure on Zhang Jun.
"Hum!"
When the other side punches, his elbows are like two big horizontal hammers, which are pounding at Zhang Jun fiercely. As soon as he came up, he took the upper hand, and the more powerful he played, his knees joined the battle.
From the beginning of the fight, Zhang Jun began to retreat, and has been retreating eight steps. Eight steps later, the opponent's momentum is a little weak, he has also tried out the strength of the other side, so a cold drink, suddenly punch.
At this moment, Taiji hammer was performed incisively and vividly by him, and each record actually collided with each other, making the sound of bone and flesh collision.
The Thai felt a sharp pain in his elbow when he wrote the first one. When he hit the third one, he was already afraid and didn't want to hit hard again. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun has already played the momentum, the threat is irresistible, he has to hand hard, otherwise he will be directly killed.
"Boom, boom!"
Another three records, Thai elbow bone fracture, he yelled, suddenly put his hands together on the top of his head, kneel down to Zhang Jun, said a word of Thai.The evil God asked the middle-aged man, "what is he talking about?"
The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "the Thai said that Zhang Jun is the Dharma protector of Buddhism. He has the body of Vajra which is not bad. Ordinary people can't defeat him, so he decided to surrender."
The evil spirit said: "his hard work has not been put into practice. When the time comes, the dragon will sing and the tiger will roar. I'm afraid that he will be scared to death."
In this way, Zhang Jun played six games a day for five days. Although his life sometimes hung on the line, he could win every time. Until the sixth game of the sixth day, the last game of the trip.
The opponent is from Wan Wan Island, so the stand should be the foundation of Xingyi boxing. He looked thirty-eight years old. He was neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin. He had a calm manner and cold eyes.
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The old Taoist nodded and said, "good! Good! I have worked hard for decades! At last it's working! "
The evil god didn't let Zhang Jun ask again. He grabbed him and said, "OK, follow me to continue the fourth level."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun's wrist sank and broke free. He and the evil god were both in a daze, and the latter sneered: "boy, don't think that you can call a blackboard instructor if you know some hard Qigong. I can still beat you all over the place to find your teeth!"
Of course, Zhang Jun understood that he was still in a dark state. Even if he had a strong physique, he could not beat the Dan Jin master. So he hummed and walked with him.
The evil god took Zhang Jun out of the cave and got on a plane. The plane took off, and I didn't know where to fly. In addition to the evil spirits on board, there was a middle-aged man wearing glasses with a smile on his face.
Zhang Jun couldn't help asking, "drillmaster, where are we going?"
"Russia." The evil spirit said, "you will challenge the world's martial arts experts there."
The middle-aged man took over the conversation, and he continued to explain to Zhang Jun: "the fighting organization we want to participate in is called" the strongest killing. ". Every game involves huge bets, and there are no rules in the game, as long as you can kill your opponent
"This time we are going to take you to one of the A-level competitions. In this kind of competition, all the competitors have the strength equivalent to the strength of the experts, which is very dangerous Middle aged people are humane.
Zhang Jun looked calm and asked, "is there an s level above A-level?"
"Yes, but the S-level battle is too dangerous. You are not strong enough. You'd better not go." Middle aged people are humane.
After listening to the explanation, Zhang Jun said, "since I can bet, can I bet?"
The evil god took a look at him and said, "of course, there is no limit on the amount of gambling there. How much do you want to bet?"
"One billion dollars." Zhang Dao is light.
The evil god was stunned, and the middle-aged man's eyelids jumped. The latter said with a bitter smile, "although there is no limit on the bet there, the billion dollar is indeed a little more."
Zhang Jun said, "that would be 500 million dollars."
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "well, although it's a little difficult, I can still do it."
The plane flew for about ten hours and landed at a private airport in Moscow. As soon as Zhang Jun got off the plane, he was picked up by a Russian military vehicle. The driver was a fat man with a thick beard. He drank while driving. By the time the car arrived, he had already drunk two large bottles of vodka.
The destination was a modest looking hotel. After entering the hotel, the fat man took several people into the basement. The basement is a large area with brilliant lights. There are three or five hundred stands all around.
In the middle is a huge platform on which a fight is going on. Both sides of the fight, one is yellow, the other is white. The former seems to have come from Japan, with a few Japanese sentences in his mouth.
The white man is a big Russian man with thick chest hair and tall body.
Although the Japanese are not physically dominant, they are flexible and do not fall behind in the fight, and sometimes launch effective attacks.
Zhang Jun only looked at them a few times and found that they were both Ming Jin level figures.
Middle aged humanitarian: "this is a C-level competition, if you are interested, you can bet now."
Far away from the grandstand, Zhang Jun's perspective ability can not reach, so there is no way to judge, no bet.
A minute later, the Russian man hit the Japanese head with a fist. With a click, the Japanese neck was broken and fell to the ground directly. The Russian stepped up and trampled on the opponent's throat, ribs, sternum and so on. Finally, he kicked his opponent's eggs, which made his scalp numb.
Zhang Jun frowned. This kind of black market boxer is really cruel and aims to kill his opponent.
After watching a few games, he closed his eyes and breathed, then ordered some food and water, and began to eat and watch the game. When he put his body in high speed to the best condition, a dark color host came on stage to announce that the A-level competition began.
On the way, the middle-aged man went backstage to apply for the qualification for Zhang Jun and brought the serial number. Zhang Jun's serial number was A9, which means he was the No. 9 player in A-level competition.
"In the first game, contestant No. 7 from Thailand, against player No. 16 from England!" The host yelled, and then slowly stepped back.
At the beginning of the battle, player No. 7 was dark in color, not tall but strong in muscle. No. 16 is about 1.8 meters tall and has a thick cocoon on his exposed legs, which shows that he has made a lot of efforts in leg work.
When the battle bell rings, the Thai player suddenly rises into the air and strides towards his British opponent.
Zhang Jun immediately judged that the other side must lose, because it is difficult for people to be flexible in mid air, unless they have better Kung Fu.
Sure enough, the British people a short body to avoid the other side of the air hit, and then reach out a grasp, accurately grasp the Thai people's lower Yin."Poof!"
After a sour voice, Thais screamed and fell to the ground with his hands covered with his crotch. His face was white and his whole body began to twitch violently.
The British stepped forward to mend a few feet and immediately trampled the Thai people to death. Their intestines were full of blood, and the bloody atmosphere made hundreds of audience hold their breath.
After the scene, the middle-aged man with glasses said to Zhang Jun, "the next scene is you. Come with me."
He was taken to the back of the stage, changed into a set of training clothes, and then went to the exit, waiting for the host's call.
"Next, the second game will be played by player No. 9 from China against player No. 3 from Japan!" The host reported with a bland look.
Zhang Jun and another Japanese, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, walked out from the left and right sides respectively. At the same time, the middle-aged man rushed to the bet table and bet Zhang Jun $500 million.
Most of the people who come here to make bets here hold the idea that small bets are appropriate. They can bet hundreds of millions of dollars at most each time. Few people like Zhang Jun bet 500 million at once.
The waiter in charge of the bet was afraid to decide, so he called to ask the superior.
"Next." The superior simply gave the order.
This side just finished the bet, Zhang Jun and the Japanese players have been confronted. Japanese body muscle knot, in the fight to occupy a congenital advantage, he looked at Zhang Jun coldly, just like looking at a dead man.
"Children, go back to your Chinese hometown as soon as possible, or I will kill you." The Japanese are humming in the air, and their eyes are full of fierce light.
Zhang Jun light way: "nonsense really much, let's go."
The Japanese suddenly moved under their feet, and their body shape approached Zhang Jun in an instant, and then swept with one foot. This is his fatal move. It's fast and powerful. It can sweep off the wooden stake with thick thigh.
Zhang Jun didn't dodge, so he put out his foot and shoveled it. His speed is faster than the other side, the strength is also more accurate, the point on the other side's knee joint.
This is due to the unique ability of the Buddha's eye. The opponent's movements and strength, as well as the changes in attack, can't escape his eyes, so he can conquer the enemy at one stroke.
"Click!"
A crisp sound, Japanese knee joint is broken, howl a fall to the ground. However, his fighting power was still there. With his left hand on the ground, his right fist suddenly soared into the sky and exploded to Zhang Jun's abdomen.
Zhang Jun's left fist was on his waist, and his right fist suddenly fell from the sky like a hammer.
When the two fists collided, they gave a "crash" sound. The bones on the Japanese arm were all blasted by the terrible force. Countless bone spines penetrated the skin and were exposed to the air.
The pain made the Japanese howl and lost their fighting power.
Zhang Jun walked forward indifferently and put his foot on the other side's temples. His inner force penetrated into his brain and killed him instantly.
After the fight, he went back to his seat and asked the middle-aged man, "have you bet yet?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised and said: "bet, one-to-one plate, deducting the tap, you made 400 million dollars!"
"All right, keep going. Every time I fight, you bet one. I'll give you a million dollars for each bet. " He said faintly.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed and said, "well, you can rest assured."
The evil god said coldly, "no son, quite rich."
"Generally, the instructor must have more money?" He said faintly.
"Well prepared, that Japanese is weak, you will meet a master next, don't be careless." The evil god drillmaster did not answer positively, but seldom cared about one.
In today's a
level competition, Zhang Jun played six games. He didn't have much difficulty in defeating six enemies and won easily. He has the ability to resist the "Golden Dragon", which is similar to that of the Buddha.
To the next day, he finally ushered in a decent master, a Thai in his twenties. The opponent's Thai boxing has been practiced to the level of internal and external integration, which is very rare in the hands of Thai boxing.
The other side is obviously the strength of Huajin, and he is young and energetic. As soon as he comes up, he puts pressure on Zhang Jun.
"Hum!"
When the other side punches, his elbows are like two big horizontal hammers, which are pounding at Zhang Jun fiercely. As soon as he came up, he took the upper hand, and the more powerful he played, his knees joined the battle.
From the beginning of the fight, Zhang Jun began to retreat, and has been retreating eight steps. Eight steps later, the opponent's momentum is a little weak, he has also tried out the strength of the other side, so a cold drink, suddenly punch.
At this moment, Taiji hammer was performed incisively and vividly by him, and each record actually collided with each other, making the sound of bone and flesh collision.
The Thai felt a sharp pain in his elbow when he wrote the first one. When he hit the third one, he was already afraid and didn't want to hit hard again. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun has already played the momentum, the threat is irresistible, he has to hand hard, otherwise he will be directly killed.
"Boom, boom!"
Another three records, Thai elbow bone fracture, he yelled, suddenly put his hands together on the top of his head, kneel down to Zhang Jun, said a word of Thai.The evil God asked the middle-aged man, "what is he talking about?"
The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "the Thai said that Zhang Jun is the Dharma protector of Buddhism. He has the body of Vajra which is not bad. Ordinary people can't defeat him, so he decided to surrender."
The evil spirit said: "his hard work has not been put into practice. When the time comes, the dragon will sing and the tiger will roar. I'm afraid that he will be scared to death."
In this way, Zhang Jun played six games a day for five days. Although his life sometimes hung on the line, he could win every time. Until the sixth game of the sixth day, the last game of the trip.
The opponent is from Wan Wan Island, so the stand should be the foundation of Xingyi boxing. He looked thirty-eight years old. He was neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin. He had a calm manner and cold eyes.
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