I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 23 The Dragon
Three days later, Kowloon Walled City.

Yang Sheng sat under the noisy boxing ring, squinting his eyes and watching the two fighters fighting fiercely on the ring.

With Yang Sheng's red stick, he is now qualified to sit under the boxing ring.

Of course, He Wenchang and the other three were in front of him.

This time, Yang Sheng didn't know if he was lucky. He had played more than ten games before but it wasn't his turn yet. Maybe he still had a chance to get a bye.

But looking at Yang Sheng, he suddenly felt a little strange. He asked Guilaowen beside him, "Why does it feel like there are fewer people? Last time I was in the top 50, but there seem to be less than [-] people here."

Guilaowen said in a low voice: "Boss, not everyone is as perverted as you, every fight is life-and-death without too many injuries.

Even if some people win, they can't heal their injuries in three days. If there is no one else in the club to replace them, they will definitely not play.

Anyway, for most clubs, getting into the top [-] is not too embarrassing, and it's okay, and abstaining is not ashamed.

For most fighters, winning a fight is the glory of the community. If they really cripple themselves, it is not certain whether the community will control them for the rest of their lives. "

Yang Sheng nodded and looked towards Chao Yiyong.

The underground emperor was still domineering and domineering. The reason he didn't trouble himself this time was because he was concerned about the overall situation of the Dragon City Tournament, and he was afraid that things would become a big deal, and it would be exposed that he bought boxers to fight fake matches.

But if he ruined his plan and killed his champion, he would definitely be hated by the other party.

So next, I still have to be more careful to avoid being blacked out by the opponent.

No matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

Although Yang Sheng's martial arts specialization has reached 90%, but the fastest killer will always be guns.

He wasn't arrogant enough to walk freely in the hail of bullets.

At this moment, the competition on the stage was over.

The referee Song Changli stepped onto the ring and said in a deep voice, "The next match, Hong Shenglian will play against the British Associated Press! Please send players to play!"

Yang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that his opponent in the next match would be a member of the Associated Press again.

At this time, people with other prefixes below were also discussing there, and Yang Sheng could vaguely hear the word 'Timid Dragon'.

Guilaowen smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, you are now well-known among the prefixes in Hong Kong. They all call you 'Timid Dragon' Yang Sheng now."

Yang Sheng asked strangely, "Why did you give me such a nickname?"

"Because two of the three tigers of the British Associated Press died at your hands, so the dragon is more powerful than the tiger.

And brother Sheng, you are extremely fierce in your shots, this nickname is very vivid. "

Yang Sheng curled his lips, feeling indifferent to this nickname.

These prefixes in Hong Kong always like to give people some nicknames. Although most of them are in the second grade, they still enjoy it.

As soon as Yang Sheng stood up, He Wenchang pulled Yang Sheng with some trepidation and exhorted:
"Ah Cheng, you must calm down this time, just click as long as you want."

He Wenchang was really frightened by Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng had already killed two people in the Dragon City Tournament.

It's just three things, if Yang Sheng beats the people from the British Associated Press to death again, he might have a heart attack.

Yang Sheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, old man, I have my sense of proportion."

Although Yang Sheng said so, He Wenchang didn't believe it.

Yang Sheng said the same thing last time, but Feng Le's heart was blown by Yang Sheng.

But this time Yang Sheng wasn't really perfunctory, and he wasn't going to really kill him.

After killing Luo Rong, he had no conflicts with the British Associated Press, and even Chai Jiu wanted to recruit him.

And he also knew the clue of the main quest Yulin Saber from Chai Jiu. As long as the other party clicked it, Yang Sheng would certainly not kill him.

As Yang Sheng stepped onto the ring to sign the life-and-death certificate, a young man in his early thirties with gray hair also stepped onto the stage from the Associated Press.

This white-haired young man is naturally the last of the three tigers of the British Associated Press, the white-headed tiger Zuo Kun!
Compared with Ruan Feng and Yaohui, Zuo Kun became famous earlier.

More than ten years ago, he went to Thailand with Chai Hongtu, the former leader of the Associated Press, and won [-] consecutive matches in the underground boxing ring.

At the same time, he is also the godson of Chai Hongtu, and many people even thought that he should be the next leader of the British Associated Press.

Even if it wasn't him, Chai Jiu's superior Zuo Kun might not be convinced. Some people speculated that Zuo Kun would have an infighting with Chai Jiu.

Unexpectedly, Luo Rong jumped out in the end, and Zuo Kun honestly worked for Chai Jiu.

I don't know if Zuo Kun is too loyal to Chai Hongtu, or Chai Jiu is superb.

"To be honest, although I hate Yaohui and that Vietnamese guy, I'm not happy with your nickname."

Zuo Kun was tall, close to two meters in height, with long hands and long feet. He looked like a fierce giant ape, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Yang Sheng shook his head and said, "I only found out about their nickname today, so I can't blame it on me."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Kun's mouth: "Whether you came up with this nickname or not, if I don't fight with you, the name of the Three Tigers of the British Associated Press will become a joke.

Brother Chai Jiu said that you are extraordinary and not a thing in the pool, but I don't believe it.

Yang Sheng, the fierce dragon, beat me, your nickname is worthy of the name! "

As Zuo Kun's voice fell, he took the lead in striking, and his two long arms, like iron whips, smashed down on his head one after another, making a howl of strong wind.

Many people with initials in the audience were also screaming there.

Two of the three tigers of the British Associated Press were killed by Yang Sheng, and now Zuo Kun, the strongest white-headed tiger, made a move. This is definitely a battle between dragons and tigers.

Yang Sheng didn't retreat but advanced, his feet were fixed on the stakes, his fists were like cannons, and his strength burst out!
Xingyi Cannon Fist!

The moment when the two fists alternated between fists and fists, the explosive sound of the collision even gave people the illusion of a hammer hitting.

Yang Sheng and Zuo Kun felt a huge force coming at the same time, they both took a step back almost at the same time, and then collided again, fist to flesh, palm to palm.

Zuo Kun's Tongbei Pihang Quan is unparalleled in strength and rich in actual combat experience, and has won the essence of the four sentences of Tongbei:

If you walk face to face, I will walk by, and if you walk by, I will go straight; if you run fiercely in front of your chest, the wind and thunder will smash your hands!
Smashing and sweeping with both arms and fists, like a heavy hammer and a big gun, the momentum was like a rainbow, forcing Yang Sheng all the way to the edge of the ring.

At the moment when Zuo Kun's left and right arms were chopping down in a row, Yang Sheng's figure suddenly fell short, transforming into Tai Chi, turning rigidity into softness.

With the help of the Taiji cloud hand to unload the force, the whole person took advantage of the momentum to crash into Zuo Kun's palace, half-step collapsed fist, and suddenly exerted force!

Zuo Kun's face flushed when he was caught off guard by Yang Sheng's blow, he let out a muffled grunt, and his footsteps began to falter.

Previously, Yang Sheng's methods were all extremely fierce northern boxing, and he could even fight against Zuo Kun. The competition between the two sides was no longer about the level of martial arts, but pure physical strength.

Zuo Kun was tall and strong, relying on his physical advantage to push Yang Sheng all the way to the edge of the ring, but he also fell into this rhythm.

He never expected that Yang Sheng could turn tough into soft so smoothly, which caught him by surprise!
At this time, a cold mechanical voice, indistinguishable between male and female, came from Yang Sheng's ear.

"Guoshu specialization increased by 2%, a total of 92%.

This specialization is self-enlightenment, which can still be held after leaving the reincarnation world. "

Yang Sheng had studied Chinese martial arts for several years before. In fact, what he had learned was not only Chinese martial arts, but also other fighting and fighting techniques. Simply put, they were killing techniques, which were used for revenge.

It is very difficult to learn martial arts with this mentality, because what he pursues is always revenge, not the ultimate absolute power.

After entering the world of reincarnation, Yang Sheng's vengeance was avenged, and he no longer had obsessions in his heart, and after fighting, he had a sense of mastery of the martial arts he had learned before, and his specialization would naturally improve.

Just like the momentary transformation of rigidity into softness, and softness into rigidity just now, Xingyi Taiji has reached the state of transformation, and the epiphany has improved significantly.

The reincarnation system's prompt did not slow down Yang Sheng's pace, he took advantage of this opportunity to directly punch close to the body.

Cai Lifo!Iron Arrow Fist!
Bajiquan!Heart Elbow!
Xingyiquan!Drill the cannon!
Tai Chi!Move and beat!
The number of boxing methods were switched at will, with both hardness and softness, and the fists were vertical and horizontal. This time, Zuo Kun was forced to the corner of the ring.

Zuo Kun suddenly leaned back at this moment, and his figure actually pushed the ring rope back half a meter.

The back splitting and hanging are all long fists, one inch long and one inch stronger. The arms are like iron whips, and the force is swift and long. It takes a certain distance to exert the greatest power.

Before Zuo Kun was suppressed by Yang Sheng's continuous punches, now the distance of half a meter gave him a chance to regain strength.

With both arms upright, they opened and closed with great force, like iron whips falling down.

The lumbar spine twisted and turned, like a big gun shaking.

With one style and two moves, he came straight to Yang Sheng's head and chest!

Tongbei Sanyuan hand!Chaser!Single split!
A strong wind rushed towards his face, Yang Sheng crossed his feet and retreated, narrowly dodging these two moves, and at the same time kicked his legs in a row, the huge strength directly knocked Zuo Kun out of the ring!

At this moment, Yang Sheng stepped forward fiercely, grabbed Zuo Kun's legs, and dragged him back to the ring.

After Zuo Kun stood still, his face flushed and he let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Yuhuan step! Mandarin duck legs! I didn't expect you to be able to poke the door!"
There are not many people in Hong Kong who are proficient in northern boxing, and you are enough to rank among the top three!It was a fun fight!

Thank you for saving me face, and not letting me fall off the ring and lose too badly.

Yang Sheng, the fierce dragon, lives up to his reputation!
I admire your kung fu, and I also admire Brother Chai Jiu's ability to judge people. "

Yang Sheng took a short breath and said, "You're welcome, one move and two moves, even the most ruthless forehead-wrapping hands in Tongbei Sanyuan's hands are useless to you.

By the way, thank Brother Chai Jiu for me, thank him for helping me speak with my boss last time. "

Zuo Kun nodded, and suddenly said: "Yang Sheng, it's too much of a waste of your effort to spend on Hong Shenglian.

Follow me on the Associated Press, double bonus red sticks and fit people from the three places of Yau Tsim Mong are up to you to choose!
The three tigers of the Associated Press no longer exist today, but the name of one dragon and one tiger is definitely louder than before! "

Yang Sheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Brother Chai Jiu said the same thing to me back then, and today my answer is the same.

As a human being, you must not forget your roots. I want to 'start and end' towards Hung Shing Lian. "

Seeing Yang Sheng's refusal, Zuo Kun just sighed regretfully and didn't bother too much.

Then he looked at Song Changli and said in a deep voice, "Master Song, I lost this game."

Song Changli is the owner of Weiyuantang, the descendant of Hongmen, and Yinglian Press also belongs to Hongmen's lineage, but Chai Hongtu's seniority is lower than Song Changli, so Zuo Kun also wants to call him master.

The criterion for winning or losing the Dragon City Tournament is that one side has no resistance or is kicked out of the ring.

Theoretically speaking, Zuo Kun can still continue to fight, but at this level, there is no need to continue to fight.

Song Changli nodded, looked at Yang Sheng and Zuo Kun approvingly, and said loudly: "Hong Shenglian Yang Sheng, win another game!"

He is from the older generation of Jiang Hu, and he still appreciates Zuo Kun and Yang Sheng's fierce fighting in the arena, but they cherish each other off the ring.

The eyes of many people with initials under the ring looking at Yang Sheng also changed slightly.

Killing two of the three tigers of the British Associated Press by one person, and defeating the strongest white-headed tiger Zuo Kun, Yang Sheng's reputation as a fierce dragon can be said to be well-deserved.

Even though he was only from a sunset club like Hongshenglian, his name Yang Sheng is also included in the initials of Hong Kong.

(End of this chapter)