Royal Guard

Chapter 123 Dragon Power Bloodline

Huo □□ has silver needles, and he has collected antiques for nearly a hundred years, and he himself knows acupuncture and moxibustion. This night, the old and the young did not sleep. According to legend.

Jiang Hailong had learned some knowledge of Chinese medicine from Zhang Zhitao before, he could debate medicine, and he had also studied the acupoints of the human body, so he could understand Huo's explanation as soon as he heard it.

The underground boxing match continued, and Jiang Hailong appeared in the suburban manor on time as if he saw a ghost.

Due to yesterday's battle, he has successfully advanced to the top 64, so today's game is to select the top 32.

Jiang Hailong was still sitting beside Xu Heimian just like yesterday, he didn't ask how much he earned yesterday, but Xu Heimian just kept lamenting that he didn't push down that Thai girl last night.

Hearing Xu Heimian's complaint, Jiang Hailong was surprised and said: "Are you really listening to that magic stick and not looking for a woman?"

Xu Hei had a bitter face: "What he said is so scary, where would I dare to look for it? Brother Xiang arranged one for me. The little girl is watery, clear and clear, with a pinch of water, but I have the heart but dare not." .”

"Hahahaha" Jiang Hailong couldn't help laughing, the White Dragon King probably didn't expect to save a lot of Thai women who had stumbled, right?

At this time, the fat monk also whispered: "Sir, I heard that Watanabe Qinghe died last night, and his two guards also died horribly."

"Oh." Jiang Hailong gave the fat monk a weird look, neither admitting nor denying it, and said with a smile, "Are you satisfied?"

The fat monk nodded again and again: "Satisfied, I will tell you the truth, sir, I am from Nanjing."

At eight o'clock on time, the host jumped onto the ring, and after another passionate speech, announced a new round of the top 32 competition.

The big screen scrolled quickly, and the name of calabash doll No. 69 appeared in the first ring of the first round, and the opponent was South Korea'Piao Ji'.

"White chicken?" Jiang Hailong was stunned for a while, the Korean name was more violent than the Japanese name.

"Hai Long, be careful today. When we were having dinner yesterday, someone seemed to have mentioned a South Korean boxer named Park, who was a descendant of a Korean king." Xu Hei frowned and continued: "Monk, yesterday you Also, I drank too much and didn't hear clearly, do you remember?"

"Remember, remember." The fat monk pondered for a while, and said: "Tell the boss that a boxer named Park in South Korea is the Park family, which is said to have lived in the myth and legend. The ancestor of the Park family is rumored to be a giant egg that flew from the sky Born in middle age, he is born with supernatural powers. When he was 13 years old, this prostitute surnamed Park was a famous big boxer in Korea. He was invincible in Korea. He was once all the rage in Korea, but he disappeared afterwards. Someone saw his name yesterday. Only then did I realize that this prostitute should be that Pu Ji from 20 years ago."

"I don't have any specific information, but Boss Xiang is saying that this person is very strong, and he may not even be able to win against his wolf head." The fat monk said in a deep voice.

"Korean, the Park family?" Jiang Hailong frowned slightly. To be honest, since he came into contact with Huo □□, he also knew that every country's civilization has its own inheritance. At the time of the empire, there was already a country called Korea.

So after hearing the name of the prostitute, he was not arrogant.Since he is an ancient family in North Korea, he must have his own unique way of cultivation. Even if he is not a Qi practitioner, he must have certain attainments in a certain field.

At the same time, just as Jiang Hailong was about to take the stage, a young man who was also wearing a long robe, but it was patched, and had long hair that reached his shoulders, but had already reached his waist, walked calmly and calmly. On stage one.

There were bursts of shouts from the audience, it seemed that the appearance of the prostitute was too different.

Jiang Hailong looked at it calmly, and found that the prostitute didn't seem to be very old. He should be 33 years old, like a young man, but his temperament is restrained, and he is calm and calm.

At the same time, Jiang Hailong didn't find any traces of Qi training in his body, so he shouldn't be a Qi practitioner, if so, he must be a living god in the late stage of Qi condensation.

After the prostitute came to the stage, he looked at Jiang Hailong with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't see that he was going to fight the enemy to death, as if he was expecting the arrival of an old friend, waiting quietly.

Jiang Hailong got up and strode away, the fat monk was still following around with a white towel.

After taking the stage, just as Jiang Hailong stood still, the prostitute laughed in fluent Chinese: "Are you a Chinese Qi trainer?"

Jiang Hailong smiled and nodded.

"I have been traveling in China for five years, traveled all over the north and south, and visited many ancient temples in mountains and forests. However, I have never met a legendary Qi practitioner in the past five years. I did not expect to meet them here today. It should be said to be mine. Lucky!"

"Want to prove your strength?" Jiang Hailong sneered.

"Probably." The prostitute nodded flatly: "It is rumored that Chinese Qi trainers use Qi to train their bodies, and their strength is tyrannical. I hope you don't let me down today."

"No." Jiang Hailong said with a smile: "I will let you see the strength of Chinese gymnastics civilization."

"Let's start." The prostitute nodded, clasped his fists, and bowed slightly, but then, like an arrow that left the string, in an instant, the fist that pierced the sky had already hit.

Jiang Hailong gasped when he saw the speed and the astonishing explosive force of whoring chicken.

He didn't see any anger in the prostitute's body, but this speed, this outburst of fist power, unexpectedly exceeded the scope and imagination of human beings.

How did he do that?
Jiang Hailong shouted loudly, not daring to push himself too hard, his strength exploded to [-]%, the air flowed out of his body, and the rear fist came first.

With a sound of "thump", when the two fists intersected, the robes and long hair of the two bulged at the same time, and they were blown up by the energy.

"How is it possible? He is not a Qi trainer, how could he have such tyrannical power?" Jiang Hailong was shocked. His [-]% strength was equivalent to the top Qi trainer in the early stage of Qi Condensation, but he actually had a fight with a prostitute. Tie?

How could he not be shocked?What kind of monster is this person reincarnated from?
The prostitute retreated immediately, and an imperceptible surprise flashed on his face at the same time, but there was also a trace of fanaticism in it: "It is indeed very strong, I hope this is not your strongest strength."

"You're not bad either. The human body has been trained to be so tyrannical. I'm starting to suspect that you're not human!" Jiang Hailong said with a chuckle.

"Then let's start officially, I hope you don't hide your secrets, otherwise I won't give you a chance, because everyone who fought with me is dead!" As soon as the prostitute finished speaking, he took the initiative to attack again.

The speed is still extremely fast, the explosive power of the whole body is enough to be described as horror, and its moves are constantly changing, and the moves are fierce.

Jiang Hailong quietly increased his strength to [-]%, and while fighting with the whoring chicken, he was thinking about how the whoring chicken possessed such supernatural power and physique.

Could it be that he is really a descendant of some kind, can't he be a visitor from outside the sky?

In fact, Jiang Hailong really guessed right, whoring chickens are the descendants of the Pu family, the largest ancient family in North Korea, and the people of the Pu family have special bloodlines. It is rumored that their ancestors have dragon blood in their bloodlines, so they also have part of their power Dragon Power.

Of course, these are all legends. From ancient times to the present, there have been very few real masters of the Pu family, because the probability of inheriting dragon power is very small. When it comes to the generation of prostitutes, it seems that no one has dragon power in the first dozen generations. blood.

The whoring chicken is an exception. He is the first person in the Pu family to have the blood of dragon power in more than ten generations, and he is born with supernatural power.

Of course, as for whether it is Longli or not, there is no way to verify it. That's what the Pu family said. You don't care if you doubt it, but whoring chicken is the real King of Hercules. At the age of 13, he was the king of Hercules who was invincible all over Korea.

Jiang Hailong didn't know so many secrets, and he didn't even know what the blood of the dragon was. He only knew that whoring chickens were very strong, and his body was extremely tyrannical. It was as if he had been injected with a berserk vaccine. The strength of each punch was enough to kill an elephant.

After dismantling dozens of tricks, Jiang Hailong discovered that apart from being powerful, explosive, fast, and ruthless, there is nothing special about him. His strength should be equivalent to that of the top players in the early stage of Qi Condensation. Practitioners.

It's just pure mechanical physical strength, not the strength of a Qi trainer who borrows the power of external objects.

A Qi practitioner relies on the power of nature, while a prostitute is entirely his own.

After all, human beings cannot compete with the power of nature.

"It's time to end!" After Jiang Hailong sighed in his heart, he, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly retreated, changed his punching method, and slapped through the air, strangely, towards the chicken's chest.

This palm seems to be an understatement, but its angle and speed are so fast that the prostitute's heart trembles. He wants to hide and block Jiang Hailong's palm, but suddenly realizes that his own thinking has not had time When it was running, this palm had already slapped on his chest.

"Bang~噗~" The prostitute was blown away, and at the same time there was a sound of '噗' from the inside of the abdominal cavity, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices instantly, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he still didn't have a last word speak out.In fact, he wanted to say, my physical body is so strong, why can your palm break my heart through my physical body?

Jiang Hailong seemed to know what the jerk wanted to say, but he didn't explain it to him, because even if he explained it, the jerk couldn't hear it anymore.In fact, how can whoring chicken understand the internal strength of Chinese internal boxing?What's more, how can the piercing power of the gas trainer's stellar energy be resisted by a mere physical body?
Even if he puts on steel armor and takes Jiang Hailong's palm hard, he will die. The principle of "killing people invisible" is not that there is no shape when you kill, but that I hit you without any wounds Its intangibility directly breaks the life of the enemy with pure strength.

When the prostitute landed on the ground, Jiang Hailong had already flew down, and the green light of the No. [-] ring suddenly turned on.

(End of this chapter)