Through the heavens game

Chapter 8 Fighting
In the real world, Wang Zun lying on the bed opened his eyes, got up slowly, shook his hands slightly, a majestic energy gushed out from his body, and the powerful energy similar to that in the game of Heavens and Worlds was completely substituted into reality .

"This strength is the same as in the game. I should be number one in the world right now?" Wang Zun murmured softly.

Feeling the torrent of energy in his body, he was a little eager to try, tentatively stretched out his left fist, and punched out flatly, with a bang, the left fist made a blast of air, and the air wave echoed in the narrow rental house. Only then will peace be restored.

"I don't know how to fight against guns with this kind of strength." Wang Zun's eyes flashed, and he was thinking.

His current strength is dozens of times that of ordinary people, and with his skills, he is already a superman in human fantasy. However, compared with guns, he does not know whether his strength is stronger or weaker.

One must know that no matter how good martial arts are, one shot will kill him, and he has been imbued with the idea that guns are invincible since he was a child, so he is not sure whether he can block guns.

Of course, hiding is another matter.

After a while, he shook his head and said helplessly: "Forget it, why do you want to be so spicy, and I don't do criminal things... Let's go out and eat something first."

His stomach was already rumbling, and if he didn't eat anything, he would almost have no strength to walk.

Bringing his wallet and mobile phone, Wang Zun went out, walked up the street, came to a nearby snack street, and walked to a small stall familiarly.

The owner of this small stall was his best friend and deskmate in college. Since he didn't find an ideal job, he first set up a small stall to spend the day together. Wang Zun would come here for many meals to take care of his business.

As soon as he sat down, a fat man came over. He was Wang Zun's buddy and the owner of the stall - Lian Hongchi.

Lian Hongchi walked to Wang Zun's chair and got down, and said in surprise, "Little Zunzi, why are you here at this hour?"

"Isn't it right for me to come here at this time? This will happen to be the meal time." Wang Zun looked puzzled, touched his hungry belly, and said, "Fatty, don't talk about it, hurry up and get some food, I will Almost starving."

"What else to eat, I'm ready to close the stall."

"It's only five o'clock, and you close the stall so early, are you going to start your business?"

"No, today is a special case. There is a big event happening. I am planning to invite you to watch the excitement together!" The fat man said with a smile on his face.

Seeing the appearance of his best friend, Wang Zun became more suspicious.

This guy, Fatty, usually doesn't go out once a month except for setting up a stall. He is a dead house that lives up to his name. What happened to make him so perverted?
Immediately, he asked aloud.

"Look at the enthusiasm, you explain to me first."

"You don't know?" The fat man looked at him in surprise.

Wang Zun rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "Are you stupid or not? I know I will ask you."

"Okay, it seems that you really don't know, so let me explain briefly to you." The fat man paused, and then said, "Ye Dong, the madman who cracks down on fakes, you should know about it, right?"

Wang Zun nodded and said: "I know, it's the guy who looks for people to fight everywhere."

He has also heard about Ye Dong, a maniac who cracks down on counterfeiting. Recently, there have been many news about him on the Internet. I heard that this person is the owner of a certain martial arts gym, and he looks for people to kick the gym everywhere. It is said that some martial arts sects are fake moves, which offended many big shots, and became famous for a while, and was called a "crazy maniac against fakes" by some good people.

"It's fine if you know it, and I'll explain more if you don't have to."

The fat man looked a little happy, and said: "Ye Dong, the madman who cracks down on counterfeiting, is going to fight in the Fallen Leaf Martial Arts Hall near us today. The time for the fight is six o'clock. The two sides will fight hand-to-hand, and there will be no casualties. It's a pleasure to think about it. Watch the hand-to-hand combat from a close distance... Xiao Zunzi, hurry up, we can find a place near the front if we overtake it now."

"I thought it was a big deal to make you so happy, Fatty, so it turned out to be watching a fight."

Wang Zun rolled his eyes, and said again: "Look at the fight, I'm not having any fun, hurry up and serve me food, I haven't eaten all day, I'm starving to death!"

With great strength, he is really not interested in kung fu on earth, no matter how good the airs are, it is not as good as his punch, and it is a waste of time to watch it.

"Fuck, little Zunzi, this is a once-in-a-lifetime hand-to-hand fight, and you actually gave up such an opportunity just to eat!" The fat man stood up and cursed, "I closed the stall two hours in advance in order to ask you to go see it together. Come with me, are you worthy of me like this? Are you worthy of our long-lasting friendship? Sorry..."

Seeing the fat man talking endlessly, Wang Zun covered his ears and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll go with you, but let me eat something first, I'm so hungry that I can't walk."

"This is my good brother. I'll come as soon as I eat. Please eat until you're full today!"

Fatty smiled and said a few words, turned around and went to prepare meals.

Wang Zun shook his head helplessly, in his heart he was very speechless towards his strange buddy...but it was because of his carefree temper that he was willing to be close to his taciturn self when he was in college.

After a while, the fat man served a few dishes, exuding a strong fragrance.

For cooking, Wang Zun has always admired Fatty, probably because he is a foodie, Fatty can cook many dishes, and the taste is also very good, which has brought him a lot of good food.

After eating four bowls of rice, Wang Zun felt that his stomach was a little full. He got up and helped the fat man clean up the stall, and then the two of them hailed a taxi and drove to the Fallen Leaf Martial Arts Hall, which is seven or eight kilometers away.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Fallen Leaf Martial Arts Hall. Wang Zun paid the taxi fare, and the two got out of the car and walked towards the interior of the Martial Arts Hall.

Fallen Leaf Martial Arts Hall is one of the largest martial arts halls in Shantou City. The owner of the hall is Lin Yihu. He used to be a disciple of Shaolin Temple laymen. He has participated in many large-scale competitions and won several championships. He enjoys a good reputation in China. Call it a monk.

It can be said that Lin Yihu is one of the recognized masters of martial arts in China. This time, Ye Dong, an anti-counterfeiting maniac, named him by name and challenged him, which caused a great commotion. Many people came here admiringly. It was still early, but the martial arts hall was already crowded with people.

As soon as Wang Zun and the two entered the martial arts hall, the fat man couldn't help but click his tongue secretly when he saw that he was gearing up inside.

"My dear, it's indeed a battle of hand-to-hand maniacs against counterfeiters. The competition is already crowded like this... No way, little Zunzi, you follow me, we squeeze to the front, otherwise we can't see what's going on inside."

As soon as the words fell, the fat man used his tonnage to clear the way, and squeezed forward very hard.

Wang Zun shrugged and followed, he was not really interested in these games, but since they are all here, let's watch together.

The two squeezed to the very front, standing here, quietly waiting for the time to come.

Half an hour later, exclamations came from around. Wang Zun looked up suspiciously, and saw a burly, muscular middle-aged man with a crew-shaven head walking in. His face was indifferent. The audience spontaneously made way for him one by one, and he simply walked to the middle of the scene and stood there.

"Wow, that's Ye Dong, the anti-counterfeiting maniac, he looks so sharp!"

"It's more than sharp. You didn't see that some time ago, Li Lei, the master of Taijiquan, was knocked out by him with three punches. Few people present could catch him with one or two punches!"

"I don't know who is sharper, Ye Dong or Lin Yihu."

"It's really impossible to guess. Lin Yihu is a recognized master of martial arts, and Ye Dong's strength is obvious to all. To be honest, it's [-]-[-]."

"Ye Donglai kicked the club to crack down on counterfeiting, what about Lin Yihu, why hasn't he found out yet?"

The fat man next to Wang Zun also happily picked up his mobile phone, shot wildly at Ye Dong in the middle of the field, and said generously: "Little Zunzi, this is Ye Dong, the mad man who cracks down on counterfeiting, he is my idol, and he is very skilled! "

"kindness."

Wang Zun nodded quietly, surveyed Ye Dong with a glance, then looked away, and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Although Ye Dong looks very powerful, his overall strength can be summed up, at least it is the state he has reached, and there is nothing worthy of his attention.

After a while, when the time was approaching six o'clock, the other righteous master finally found out.

Lin Yihu, who had a bald head, was wearing a martial robe, and was also very burly, came out of the martial arts hall, stood in front of Ye Dong, and looked at him.

After a while, Lin Yihu cupped his fists and said quietly: "Lin Yihu, please advise."

Ye Dong also returned a clasping salute, and said, "Ye Dong, please advise."

The referee of this competition looked at the time, and when the time was up, he blew his whistle vigorously and shouted: "The fight is the first!"

After the referee finished speaking, he quickly stepped aside, giving way to an open field.

Ye Dong and Lin Yihu both tiptoed to the bottom and bounced lowly. The two sides were facing each other, and neither of them took the lead to instigate the attack.

At the place where the audience was watching with bated breath, their eyes were full of waiting, and many people even picked up their mobile phones to record a video first, and the fat man was among them.

Wang Zun looked away, looking at the two people in the scene.

Suddenly, Ye Dong took the lead in instigating the attack in the middle of the field. He swung his thick fist and slammed a straight punch towards Lin Yihu's face. The punch was so fast that many people didn't see it clearly.

Lin Yihu took a step back, leaned his right foot halfway, and turned his body slightly to the left. At the same time, he swung his right fist to the right, which happened to cover Ye Dong's punch.

Immediately, he stretched out his left fist, and punched Ye Dong's chest without hesitation!

Seeing this, Ye Dong raised his right knee and blocked Lin Yihu's blow with an exaggerated arc.

The two sides fought very beautifully, and the audience around them couldn't take their eyes off them. Every time they punched and kicked, they sweated for the two of them.

Fatty took his mobile phone to record a video, and said generously: "Little Zunzi, watch carefully, this is real hand-to-hand combat, this time we didn't come in vain!"

"En." Wang Zun nodded quietly, as an answer.

In the scene, Ye Dong whipped his legs and swept out, and with a roar of his legs, he swept towards Lin Yihu.

Lin Yihu took a step back, just about to avoid the leg, but unexpectedly his foot slipped, his body lost balance, and he staggered backwards, his feet trampled on the ground, trying to regain his footing.

However, Ye Dong didn't miss this opportunity, took a big step, chased Lin Yihu, raised his fist and landed, and slammed towards him fiercely with an uppercut.

Seeing this, Lin Yihu's heart was flustered, he didn't care about the rest, he crossed his hands to cover Ye Dong's punch, but his body was completely out of balance, and he slammed into the crowd behind him.

Among the crowd behind him, the one standing very forward was obviously the fat man who was recording a video with his mobile phone.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing Lin Yihu bumping towards him, the fat man yelled in a hurry, trying to retreat but was covered by the crowd, and watched Lin Yihu bump into himself.

With a soft 'bang', Lin Yihu's burly body bumped into Fatty's body, and the two of them fell to the ground together. The Fatty was pressed down by Lin Yihu, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)