Rebel Demon King

Chapter 149 Fighting is an Art
midnight.

A crescent moon and a few sparse stars scattered faint light in the hazy weather, and there was a glass building full of lights on the side of the radiant Jiefang West Road, which was particularly eye-catching.

At this very moment, on the rooftop of this glass building, an uncommon episode is being performed.

heads-up.

Accompanied by a few screams, Zhu Zhenrui swung a powerful straight left fist.

However, Zhu Zhenrui regretted it as soon as he took the shot, because he felt that Cheng Mo was a layman who didn't know how to fight at all. It is basic common sense to protect the head and jaw in a fight, but the silly boy on the other side actually studied movies for the sake of being handsome. The posture inside, not even protecting the head, isn't this courting death?

Wouldn't it be too boring to knock the opponent out with a straight left punch?
Zhu Zhenrui thought to himself.

The gap between Sanda masters and ordinary people is probably the gap between Teddy and Bit. Don’t look at Teddy’s jumping ability. He is known as the sky, but in fact he can’t stand a pit bull at all, and it’s completely impossible for a Sanda master to beat a few ordinary people. Not a problem, it is possible to hit more than ten under special circumstances.

Undoubtedly a punch KO.

I should save some effort, but it was too late, Zhu Zhenrui sighed in his heart.

however.

The scene that Zhu Zhenrui thought would happen did not happen at all. He did not witness Cheng Mo falling to the ground. Lin Zhinuo in front of him swiped across the air.

It's unbelievable that I didn't come across anything.

However, after many years of practice, the stress response has been carved into his nerves and body. Before Zhu Zhenrui's brain could make a correct judgment, his body relied on intuition and followed up with a right swing.

however.

Still empty.

Zhu Zhenrui's heart trembled, and then he used his back whip and went straight to the opponent's ribs. This time the opponent could never hide, Zhu Zhenrui thought to himself.

These first three moves form the most common three-strike routine in Sanda. This is the routine that Zhu Zhenrui practiced the most, at least fifty times a day. This set of moves has long been used by him like breathing. nature.

however.

The rear whip leg with such a large control range is still empty.

He couldn't even see how Lin Zhinuo dodged it clearly, even a Sanda master couldn't dodge his combo so easily, he had to block it, not like the Lin Zhinuo in front of him, It didn't seem to even move.

Unbelievable.

Could it be that I really drank too much and had hallucinations?

Zhu Zhenrui began to have doubts, but his movements did not stop, and he punched Cheng Mo swiftly.

Zhu Zhenrui's iron-like fist drew a beautiful arc in the air, and rushed towards Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo leaned back a little bit, allowing the wind of the fist to slowly pass over the tip of his nose.

Although Zhu Zhenrui's movements were lightning fast in the eyes of others, in the eyes of Cheng Mo who was concentrating on them, it was like a slow motion camera.

At this wonderful moment, the mosquitoes flying not far away vibrated their wings in mid-air, the corner of the poster was blown by the warm wind, the current surged in the neon light on the huge advertising light board next to it, and Zhu Zhenrui's shrinking body The pupils formed in Cheng Mo's eyes and the information was quickly conveyed to the high-speed brain.

Then he threw another swing punch to the left, followed by a whip kick to the ribs.

For Cheng Mo, all this was too slow.

While dodging the whip leg, Cheng Mo stepped back slightly, and then quickly returned to his original position. He didn't need to do any difficult moves at all, as if he had foreseen the opponent's attack in advance, and Cheng Mo's The movement was too fast, so fast that Zhu Zhenrui's eyes couldn't capture the speed at all.

The eyes of ordinary people can observe movements at 50-60 Hz, while pilots can observe movements at 250 Hz. Professional athletes like Zhu Zhenrui have dynamic vision, which should be at least 100 Hz. However, he can't see Cheng Mo's movements clearly at all.

Maybe in a normal state, he could clearly see Cheng Mo's actions just now, but now, the light is not enough, and he has drunk a lot of wine, so he can't do it at all. Of course, it is useless even if he can see clearly, because Cheng Mo didn't try his best , Cheng Mo adjusted his speed according to Zhu Zhenrui's attack speed.

Then Zhu Zhenrui, with his heart tightened, launched a stormy attack on Cheng Mo, as if he was hitting a puppet that could not move or hide, but all his attacks seemed to be hitting in the air.

The atmosphere began to be heavy.

Neither of them had time to speak, one attacked and the other evaded.

The onlookers also opened their mouths wide in surprise. The situation of being defeated in one blow did not appear as everyone expected, but for those who don't know much about fighting, Zhu Zhenrui has this huge advantage at this moment.

And because everyone stands in a different position, the scene they see is also different. For example, the person standing behind Cheng Mo and facing Zhu Zhenrui can only see Zhu Zhenrui punching and kicking, as if every blow should hit him. Cheng Mo, Cheng Mo resisted in the corner.

As for the people standing on the side, you can see Zhu Zhenrui's every attack passing Cheng Mo's body, following Cheng Mo's imperceptible movement, slamming into the air, and then returning without success, it is really amazing. But it seems that Zhu Zhenrui still has a great advantage.

Gao Yuemei and Shen Youyi stood together, Gao Yuemei tightly grasped Shen Youyi's soft hand, her palm was full of greasy sweat, she didn't know if it was because the weather was too hot or because she was too nervous.

When she saw Zhu Zhenrui's first punch to Lin Zhinuo, her heart was completely suspended in the air for a few seconds, as if it was frozen and stuck in her throat, but now she opened her mouth slightly , eyes full of light.

Although Lin Zhinuo didn't fight back, Gao Yuemei had already fully believed that Cheng Mo was a god-man, a legendary master of the rivers and lakes. Otherwise, how could it be possible that the Sanda runner-up Zhu Zhenrui couldn't even touch him?
Shen Youyi stared at the expressionless Cheng Mo like a light sheet of paper that was slowly fluttering. He didn't seem to move, but he cleverly avoided Zhu Zhenrui's attack. The calmness on his face was like an emotionless appearance. Although Shen Youyi I don't know Sanda, but obviously he still has room, which is far from his limit.

Lin Zhinuo is really strange, how could he appear in Yinyan?Shen Youyi had some difficult questions in her mind, this man is a mystery, she must warn Gao Yuemei to stay away from this dangerous man.

And Jing Xing had changed from a contemptuous smile to a solemn expression. He looked at Gao Yuemei beside him, and clenched his hand in his trouser pocket into a fist.

Zhu Zhenrui, who was still punching, was already sweating profusely. He had participated in so many competitions, big and small, and had never encountered such a weird thing. He couldn't even touch the person opposite him, as if that person Not people at all, but ghosts
In fact, Zhu Zhenrui had to at least observe carefully to find that Cheng Mo had actually moved a lot, because he was no longer standing still, but at this time Zhu Zhenrui's nerves were already highly tense, and there was no way to analyze these details. The brain paralyzed by alcohol has no time to think, he even forgot that he can fall close to his body, maybe he didn't forget, but there is only one thought in his mind now, he wants to completely knock down this little boy in front of Gao Yuemei.

According to the physique of the opponent, he is not in the same heavyweight class at all, as long as one hit, the winner can be decided.

Zhu Zhenrui has already written the script, so let's make a fake move first, use his best left and right straight punches to connect and kick him sideways, and he will definitely be able to kick him into the air. With his mind set, Zhu Zhenrui launched the final attack and began to crazily kick him in front of him. The man outputs.
In Cheng Mo's eyeballs, everything is slow, but the sound is fast. All of this is distorted and out of sync with the picture. Often, the slight sound of the fist wind has already sounded before the fist slows down. Slowly moving in front of him, when the fist passed in front of his eyes, he could clearly see the black hair on the back of Zhu Zhenrui's hand, the fine beads of sweat, and the rapid blood flow under the bulging blood vessels.

If he focused his attention on his ears, he could still hear Zhu Zhenrui's heartbeat getting faster and faster, while his own heartbeat was always at a constant rhythm, thirty beats per minute at a steady pace.

He knows that by focusing his willpower, he can even control his heartbeat to speed up or slow down.

Fighting with professional athletes is completely different from fighting with hooligans. Hooligans attack without any rules, while professional athletes not only hit the vital points, but also have much stronger strike power. Not only that, professional athletes also hide a lot of fake moves in their real attacks. These things have benefited Cheng Mo a lot. In addition, he has also learned a lot of things, such as far feet and close punches, but Cheng Mo does not intend to suffer. He just wants to experience the state of the carrier during the battle. However, the professional Athletes also cannot make one-tenth of the carrier's abilities.

So, this could all be over.

After Zhu Zhenrui swung his left and right straight fists in the air again as expected, he followed up with a backside kick according to the expected routine. Dali suddenly appeared, and it was difficult for him to describe that force, as if he jumped from a high altitude and hit a trampoline, the force was full of momentum.

Then Zhu Zhenrui felt like a tiny fly, being slapped out. At this moment, the thought in his mind was: What kind of kung fu is this?How did he hit me, and then he hit the fiberglass water tower of the tower, making a mournful "bang".

Although Zhu Zhenrui didn't see clearly, the audience behind saw all this clearly. The moment Zhu Zhenrui turned around and was about to kick, Lin Zhinuo kicked Zhu Zhenrui away with exactly the same movement. It really flew Get up instead of staggering back
Everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and their faces were full of expressions of horror. What a force this must be. It can kick people into the air, just like watching a Bruce Lee kung fu movie.

It's just unbelievable.

Gao Yuemei looked at Lin Zhinuo standing in the middle of the platform, and there were only two words in her heart: "So handsome!" "So handsome", and then the joy in her heart exploded into six words: "So handsome!" It exploded!"

She looked at Lin Zhinuo who was as calm and peaceful as a stone Buddha, her heart was bumping like a deer, a sweetness welled up in her heart and began to overflow.
"Why are you in a daze! Why don't you go see Zhu Zhenrui?" Shen Youyi teased Gao Yuemei.

Gao Yuemei let out an "oh", took a few steps forward, and pushed Shen Youyi to Zhu Zhenrui's side, "Help me to take a look. To be honest, I really don't want to take another look at him."

At this time, Zhu Zhenrui stood up tremblingly leaning against the water tower. Although Cheng Mo's kick was not scientific at all, it was not the key point of the kick after all. As a professional Sanda player, his ability to resist injuries was better than that of ordinary people. Much stronger.

"It's your birthday that other people attend, and it's you who they like, and they fight because of you."

"Did I ask him to fight? Didn't he rely on himself to fight? Now that he has hit the iron plate, didn't he ask for it?" Thinking of this, Gao Yuemei was still a little dissatisfied, and her tone was not very good.Seeing that Zhu Zhenrui stood up by himself, and Cheng Mo had already turned around and walked towards the exit of the rooftop, Gao Yuemei eagerly leaned into Shen Youyi's ear and said, "Please, good sister, help me greet them. I'll go and see Look at Lin Zhinuo." After finishing speaking, Gao Yuemei chased after Cheng Mo, her high heels beating the rough concrete floor with rapid drumbeats.

"Bastard! Don't run away! I haven't lost yet! Standing up, Zhu Zhenrui suddenly roared at Cheng Mo. This unwilling voice restored the tranquility of the slightly noisy platform.

Everyone present stopped talking and turned their eyes to Cheng Mo who was passing through the crowd.

Cheng Mo stopped and looked back.

"As long as I don't admit defeat, this duel will not end!" Zhu Zhenrui trembling slightly walked towards the center of the platform, like a knocked down warrior returning to the ring, his body was burning with great fighting spirit.

"Then I'll admit defeat." Cheng Mo said lightly, and then walked towards the door of the rooftop without looking back.

　A chapter of [-] words, asking for a monthly ticket and a recommendation ticket!

　　
　
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