I Am Carrying Gold From The Post-Apocalyptic World

The two clashed their fists again, and each took three steps backwards.

"How is this possible? I retreat more and more, but this kid retreats less and less!"

The middle-aged man was very shocked, did he meet a monster!

Wang Bin was overjoyed when he saw that both of them had retreated three steps each, and sighed in his heart that they were finally on par with each other's strength, and the gold was well worth it.

Now that the strength was equal to the opponent, he didn't continue to exchange strength attributes, and directly used the powerful Vajra Palm to hit the opponent.

The middle-aged man's boxing was unusually strong, and his moves were very coherent. After three moves, Wang Bin was only able to parry but had no power to fight back, and after seven or eight moves, he was punched several times in the body by the opponent.

If his body hadn't been strengthened, he would probably have been beaten and crawled off. Even so, he still felt very uncomfortable, and the place where he was hit was burning with pain, but Wang Bin gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The opponent's boxing is very proficient, if he continues to use the powerful vajra palm, he will not be the opponent's opponent at all.

Wang Bin changed his style and suddenly unleashed Taijiquan, which caught the middle-aged man by surprise, and Wang Bin punched him heavily in the chest.

The middle-aged man was beaten a few steps back and looked at Wang Bin in disbelief.

After just a few moves, the middle-aged man knew that Wang Bin was using the powerful Vajra Palm. Unfortunately, Wang Bin was not proficient enough in this set of exercises, so he was no match for him at all.

Just when he thought he could defeat Wang Bin with a certainty, Wang Bin brought him a new surprise. This feeling seemed to return to the scene of chasing and fighting Wang Bin just now.

"This guy is getting stronger and stronger. What's going on? Could it be that he can evolve in a short period of time?"

The middle-aged man was very surprised. If this is the case, then there is no need to continue this fight. He just admit defeat.

He has lived for more than thirty years, and he has never seen such a perverted opponent.

At this moment, the state of mind of the middle-aged man changed unconsciously.

Seeing that Taijiquan can deal with middle-aged men, Wang Bin's confidence greatly increased, and he stood there imitating Huang Feihong and waved to the middle-aged man.

Seeing Wang Bin's action, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and attacked again.

This time, the middle-aged man's boxing and body skills were displayed to the extreme. Wang Bin had just resisted a move when he was hit by a coherent move, and his figure involuntarily took two steps back.

The middle-aged man did not stop and attacked again.

Wang Bin fought in a hurry, and after a few more moves with the middle-aged man, he was hit by the opponent again, and took a few steps back.

The middle-aged man seemed to knock Wang Bin down with a single thought, without giving Wang Bin a chance to breathe, and punched again.

Wang Bin knew that if things went on like this, he would not be the other party's opponent at all.

"System, exchange for five agility attribute points!"

"Ding dong, the exchange is successful, and 5,000 kilograms of gold will be deducted!"

Your boxing skills and body shape are fast, so I will add agility attribute points, and he wants to see who is faster.

After adding five agility attribute points, Wang Bin's speed became much faster, and he was able to keep up with the boxing skills of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was shocked, he was about to cry, it seemed that the young man in front of him could grow up in the battle, and it was all-round. He didn't know how to read that, no, he just made up for the flaws.

The two fought each other for more than 20 moves. Although Wang Bin could keep up with the opponent's speed, after all, the opponent's proficiency in boxing far surpassed him, and they still pressed him to fight, but Wang Bin was not powerless to fight back. In short, the two of them were equal, the middle-aged man punched Wang Bin three times, and Wang Bin punched the opponent twice.

Wang Bin felt that he was still the one who would be defeated in this way, so he gritted his teeth and immediately used the light kung fu of crossing the river with a reed, and his speed was raised to another level in an instant.

As soon as Yiwei crossing the river was performed, the speed of the middle-aged man couldn't keep up with Wang Bin. Wang Bin was like a ghost, his figure was changing from left to right, and the middle-aged man could only defend.

Even so, Wang Bin did not know how many punches he had received on his body.

"Not yet!"

Wang Bin had already punched the opponent more than ten times, but the middle-aged man still stood firm with his teeth gritted, and he was a little anxious.

If he can't defeat the opponent before his internal strength is exhausted, then he is doomed to fail.

Wang Bin also became ruthless, and directly hit the middle-aged man's vital parts.

"Bang bang!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly protected the vitals, but even so, Wang Bin still hit the opponent many times. Just when Wang Bin was about to exhaust his internal energy, the middle-aged man finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing the middle-aged man fell to the ground, Wang Bin finally smiled happily. He defeated a master.

After taking a few breaths, Wang Bin endured the pain and walked up to the middle-aged man and asked, "Can you tell me who is the employer now?"

"Sorry, I, I will never tell who my employer is!"

"If you don't tell me, I can guess it! Since you don't tell me, can you tell me your name?"

"Yes, my name is Zhou Dafu, and I was given the nickname Iron Fist!"

"Oh, then what level does your strength belong to in the Jianghu?"

"I belong to the upper-middle level of second-rate masters!"

"Second-rate middle-top? So my strength should also belong to second-rate middle-top! I'm asking you the last question, what kind of boxing technique do you use?"

"Hong Fist!"

"Thank you for telling me so much, goodbye!"

"Ah! You, you won't kill me?"

"That's not necessary!"

"Okay, thank you! This time I failed my mission, but the next time the person who comes will probably be stronger than me, you have to be careful!"

"See you!"

"Remember to practice your boxing more, I will come to you again!"

Wang Bin waved his hand and strode towards the distance.

In fact, Zhou Fu didn't say anything. The reason why he took this task was because he heard that there was a martial arts master here, so he came here to compete. Of course, if the other party is worth his shot, he doesn't mind earning fifty Ten thousand.

It's just that after this fight, Wang Bin gave him more and more shocks, and a shadow appeared in his heart. If this shadow can't be eliminated, it may be difficult to make further progress in the future.

Looking at Wang Bin's back, he swore secretly that he would come again.

Wang Bin returned to the city, took a taxi and went home.

Originally, he planned to find Mr. Li, but he didn't know where he was now, and it was going to be dark soon. He had to go back and prepare to enter the end of the world. Officer Miao and the others probably waited a little anxiously.

When he got to the gate of the community, he found the ice cream in the freezer of the small shop, his eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, I can bring some to them.

Quickly ran to the small shop and took out more than thirty kinds of ice cream from the freezer.

The proprietress was a nice person. Seeing that Wang Bin had brought so much at once, she reminded her aloud, "Young man, are you finished buying so much food? Be careful not to damage it!"

"Thank you, I will put it in the refrigerator and eat slowly!"