Super Monk

"Zhang Yi is a descendant of xinyiquan. He has both internal and external skills. Commander Liu said that he has a chance to win the place in the whole army martial arts competition. This black man is definitely not his opponent!"

"Yes, I'm afraid of neijiaquan when I practice Kungfu horizontally. Even though they are all powerful and fierce, I'm sure they won't be able to meet Zhang Yi!"

"I don't think Zhang Yi can beat this big black man down with ten moves!"

"Ten moves are a little too many. The master can win or lose by three or two moves. You think you can't win or lose after fighting for a long time like a movie!"

"That is, my grandfather lived 120 years. He was a bodyguard before the founding of the people's Republic of China. When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that our real Chinese Kung Fu is used to kill people. We can decide life and death in two or three moves. Because of this, there is too little real Kung Fu in China now. It's not a matter of life or death to win or lose in the challenge arena. It's no use teaching fake Kung Fu. It's just HuaQuan and embroidering legs! "

"Yes, it's not our Chinese Kung Fu, it's our era that can't use real Kung Fu!"

"I think Zhang Yi can beat this big black man down in three moves!"

The soldiers in the camp are talking about it. They all think that Zhao Fugui can't be Zhang Yi's opponent. After all, Zhang Yi is a famous master, but he has real Kung Fu and won the championship of the whole division martial arts competition. Zhao Fugui only has strong fighting ability. No one thinks he is Zhang Yi's opponent.

Zhao Fugui looks at Zhang Yi. When he opens his eyes, he can see the flow of Qi in Zhang Yi's body. This is really a person with real kung fu. However, Zhao Fugui thinks that's it. Zhao Fugui, a more fierce dark energy master than Zhang Yi, has killed him. Looking at Zhang Yi's appearance, he has just touched the gate bar of dark energy.

"Please Zhang Yi goes to the challenge arena and bows to Zhao Fugui slightly. He uses the gestures of the people of the Jianghu. Obviously, he also regards Zhao Fugui as a person of the Jianghu.

Up to now, the Chinese world has not disappeared. It's just like the secret martial arts of China. It's dying. I'm afraid it's not far away from the day of death.

"Please Zhao Fugui also bows his hand to Zhang Yi. He is not a member of the Jianghu, but the guest is as he pleases. It doesn't matter. Zhang Yi should treat him as a member of the Jianghu.

"Hoo Zhang Yi takes a deep breath, and there is a sound of bone explosion on his body. Then he moves and punches Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui stood steadily and met him with one hand. A dull voice came from the intersection of his fists and palms. Zhang Yi's face changed greatly. He stepped back three steps before he stood firm. His face was full of blood.

Zhang Yi's face changed and he looked at Zhao Fugui in surprise. He didn't expect that Zhao Fugui was so strong. Zhang Yi's face is dignified. He drinks deeply and attacks Zhao Fugui again.

"Oh, my God, even Zhang Yi is down. Two people passed a move, black big one is motionless, Zhang Yi retreated however 3 pace, how is this possible! " The soldiers in the camp exploded again.

"Yes, I thought this big black guy was a good one. I didn't expect that he had real kung fu. I'm afraid Zhang Yi is not an opponent!"

"That's not necessarily. Just now it's just a trial. Zhang Yi certainly didn't try his best. When he gets serious, Heida may not be his opponent!"

"Yes, Zhang Yigang must have let him!"

Zhang Yi's boxing skills are very strict and there are almost no flaws in his body. He is indeed a master of martial arts. But there are two famous words in the martial arts circle, one is "the world's martial arts can only be fast, but not broken", the other is "one strength can be reduced to ten skills".

It means that someone who is quick can't stop it, or one punch can break ten thousand skills. No matter what moves he uses, one punch will blow him up. It happens that with Zhao Fugui's current strength and speed, he is involved in both.

Zhang Yi has no flaw in a punch, Zhao Fugui eyes flash, step out, instantly caught Zhang Yi's fist. Zhang Yi was surprised. Before he could react, Zhao Fugui would pull and pull with his backhand and throw Zhang Yi out with a stroke.

Zhang Yi's face changed greatly. He propped up on Zhao Fugui's back with one hand, trying to hold his body and prevent Zhao Fugui from throwing him out. Which knows Zhao Fugui's great power is astonishing, he simply can't hold on, the body just slightly stunned, was thrown out directly by Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui as like as two peas Zhang Zhang, what is obvious to Zhao Fugui is that Zhang Yihe has no obvious difference between Zhang and San Ke.

Zhang Yi was thrown out by Zhao Fugui, but he had some Kung Fu. He twisted in mid air and landed on the ground. Then he took a few steps back to get rid of his strength.

The whole camp became silent again, and the soldiers were staring at Zhang Yi and Zhao Fugui, but they didn't expect that after the trial, Zhang Yi lost. Zhang Yi's face was dignified, and he seemed unwilling, but after a while he arched his hand.

"I lost. Thank you for your mercy!" Zhang Yigong arched his hand and said in a deep voice. Then he said to head Liu, "head, I lost. Zhang Yi asked to return to the team!"

"Back to the team!" Commander Liu was stunned for a while, and waved his hand to let Zhang Yi return to the team. Then he looked at the commander, and he was at a loss for the current situation. Several experts in the whole division martial arts competition were so incompetent. How could you insist on several moves to make the leader of the division face better.Losing so cleanly, how can the leaders face? Head Liu felt that his face was hot and red.

The soldiers in the camp were silent. They all looked at Zhao Fugui with surprise and admiration. According to Zhao Fugui's skill, it is difficult to find several opponents even in the whole army's martial arts contest. What's the origin of this big black man?

"Old chief, this boy is a good seedling. Is he willing to be a soldier? If you give up your love, I will recommend him to the special combat brigade. This boy can definitely become a top soldier!" Commander two eyes light of stare at Zhao Fugui, excited matchless say.

"Even if I'm willing to let him serve as a soldier, my granddaughter is also reluctant. What's more, I'm afraid the boy is not interested in being a soldier. " The old man said happily, "OK, this boy is a man. I've passed this level!"

The old man was born in the army. No matter how crooked he was, he felt that Zhao Fugui was like a man. He passed the test. As long as Chen Yihan liked him, he would not object.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. What a good seedling!" The commander said with a sad face.

"Xiao Li, please come back today!" The old man stood up in high spirits and called. Zhao Fugui went out with his hands on his back.

When commander Zhao and commander Liu went out to the camp, they nodded to him again.