C16 Combat
C16 Combat
As a veteran in the love field, Wang Zongjun had played with countless beauties before. However, a person like Huang Jia, who had the temperament and looks of a top class person, was still very rare.
Therefore, Wang Zongjun intended to win Huang Jia over the first time he laid eyes on her. He came from an extraordinary background. He was rich and powerful. There was not a single mortal woman that could reject him. They all had absolute confidence in this.
However, when he saw that one of his subordinates had been defeated, he was also a little shocked in his heart.
Zhou Yi, who was initially ignored by Wang Zongjun, looked normal and there were no signs of any martial artists on him. However, Wang Zongjun couldn't help but admit that he misjudged the scene of him calmly fighting back while surrounded by four people.
He did not expect Zhou Yi to be so secretive and skilled. Although his four men looked fierce, they were just a bunch of useless trash who had not practiced fighting skills at all. It was fine to deal with ordinary people, but to face Zhou Yi, they were naturally no match for him.
However, what made Wang Zongjun angry was that no one had given him face in Yuzhou and Zhou Yi's attitude made him very unhappy.
In today's society, fighting skills have declined, so it's impossible for one to block a bullet. But when Wang Zongjun was overseas, he had actually killed a person and was very familiar with fighting skills or kung fu — — Huaxia is a place with a long history of martial arts. He thought that Zhou Yi was probably someone who had practiced martial arts, so he was very happy on the spot and wanted to compete with him.
As for Huang Jia, as long as he could defeat Zhou Yi, it would be an easy feat.
However, Zhou Yi was very unhappy that he dared to go against him after practicing martial arts. When Zhou Yi heard him say that they could attack together, a trace of killing intent surged up in his heart.
He, Wang Zongjun, was quite famous in the international mercenary world. If it was before, no one would dare to talk to him like that.
On the empty street outside the western restaurant, Wang Zongjun couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile as he realized that Zhou Yi dared to underestimate him again and again.
"Hmm?"
At the same time, Zhou Yi felt the murderous intent in the air and his pupils slightly contracted.
The source of the killing intent was naturally Wang Zongjun, who did not hide his hostility.
He was obviously infuriated by what he said, so his killing intent leaked out.
However, Zhou Yi's heart was unperturbed. His Thunder Forging Body was inherited from Thunder Martial God, who was a powerful warrior on the level of Martial God. In the present day, there might not even be someone on the level of Martial God in China or on Earth. Although Zhou Yi was not clear about Wang Zongjun's specific martial arts realm, he was definitely not at the level of an innate expert. This was because an innate expert, just by looking at their eyes, could cause terrifying pressure, but from Wang Zongjun, Zhou Yi could not feel even a trace of pressure.
He was the same as her, a Fighter in the mortal realm.
Of course, Zhou Yi did not know that Wang Zongjun was not the real Fighter. He had only practiced fighting techniques before. However, from his point of view, as long as Wang Zongjun was in the same realm as him, Zhou Yi, who received Thunder Martial God's inheritance, was absolutely confident that he wouldn't lose to anyone. Moreover, he could break through to the Innate Stage any time now.
Seeing that Wang Zongjun did not hide his killing intent, Zhou Yi revealed a mysterious smile. He stood where he was without any signs of movement.
A mere killing intent couldn't do anything to him.
Zhou Yi knew, Wang Zongjun also knew very well.
Therefore, Wang Zongjun was the first to attack.
Shua! His two legs shot out like arrows. His speed was so fast that his shadow almost became a straight line. Zhou Yi was less than ten meters away from him. In less than two seconds, he had already arrived in front of Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi raised his head at the same time. When Wang Zongjun was less than two meters away from him, he stopped his steps. At the same time, he stretched out his arms like a large bird and jumped towards Zhou Yi.
Wang Zongjun let out a long breath in the air. He raised his left hand above his head and then chopped down at Zhou Yi as if he was accumulating energy. Along the way, a sharp sound of wind breaking could be heard.
Wang Zongjun was confident that if this palm attack of his were to hit Zhou Yi, even the toughest skull in the human body would be split into two halves. In fact, his body had gone through thousands of tempering and tempering, and the power was not something a human body could withstand. He had once used this technique to easily split open the hardest red brick, and it was as sharp as a blade.
However, when Zhou Yi saw him jump up, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile.
The Thunder Forging Body he practiced had a total of twenty-four moves, and the first was the Crane Form. He had countless ways to deal with the attacks in the air.
Seeing Wang Zongjun's palm cut down, Zhou Yi's anger sunk into his dantian. At the same time, he raised his left leg and kicked fiercely at Wang Zongjun's chest.
"This is bad!"
Seeing this, Wang Zongjun's expression changed drastically.
Zhou Yi's movement was too fast and his hands were not as long as his feet. The first thing he knew was that if he did not withdraw his defense, Zhou Yi would kick him in the chest before he could even hit Zhou Yi.
Although his body was much stronger than an ordinary person's, he would never dare to be kicked by Zhou Yi who had already practiced martial arts.
Thus, in the nick of time, Wang Zongjun gave up on the idea of attacking. He quickly retracted his hand and protected his chest.
Zhou Yi's kick hit Wang Zongjun, who was in the air, hard on his chest. Wang Zongjun was kicked and sent flying for more than ten meters, rolling on the ground.
"Young Master Jun!" Wang Zongjun's four men saw him fall to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, they screamed in fear and quickly stepped forward, wanting to check his injuries.
Wang Zongjun's identity was not to be trifled with. If anything happened to him, the few of them would not be able to keep their lives.
However, even though Zhou Yi had kicked him, Wang Zongjun managed to offset most of the force with his hand. Although he had spat out blood, he was not fatally injured.
Very soon, Wang Zongjun got up from the ground. His body was swaying and his shirt and pants were covered in a lot of dust. He looked very miserable.
"This Wang Zongjun isn't even considered a Fighter, he doesn't know how to be angry at all." Zhou Yi smiled faintly. Wang Zongjun's actual combat ability may be only stronger than the Tang Yi elder that he had seen before, but he found that he had not cultivated Qi at all.
To Fighter, Qi was as important as the body, but Wang Zongjun's attack relied entirely on the strength of his body, so it was impossible to tell how to use a trace of Qi. It could be seen that he was not a real Fighter.
After figuring out his background, Zhou Yi was completely relieved and confident.
"Get out of my way."
At the same time, Wang Zongjun, who staggered up from the ground, shouted at his four men who wanted to check on his injuries. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and stared at Zhou Yi coldly.