world famous doctor

Chapter 118 I admit defeat

The corner of Zhao Lei's mouth twitched violently.

With a sharp look in his eyes, a grand momentum erupted instantly, and he took a step back, posing in a boxing stance:

"This time, I won't be merciful. You are ready to die."

Of course, all of this is Zhao Lei's self-righteousness.

All the postures he put on did not put any pressure on Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen spit out four words lightly from his mouth:

"No, self-measure, strength."

Without further ado, Zhao Lei threw a punch.

The strength of this punch is unreserved.

With full confidence, he punched Zhou Chen's head off.

Even, the scene of Zhou Chen being hit in the head by him in the next second and vomiting blood to death has already appeared in his mind.

Not far away, Gu Qing's complexion changed, and he reminded Zhou Chen in a deep voice:
"Be careful."

Zhou Chen was fearless, and wrapped the opponent's fist with a slap.

All the opponent's strength was instantly removed by him so easily.

Zhao Lei showed a look of surprise, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

No...how is this possible! ?
Zhao Lei's fist was tightly squeezed by Zhou Chen.

How could Zhou Chen's seemingly frail body and small slap be able to catch such a powerful punch from himself.

Just terrifying.

Is this... an illusion?

Zhao Lei's fist could not attack forward, nor could he break free backward.

Zhou Chen's seemingly thin arm is like a mechanical arm with infinite strength.

"Five big and three rough, just a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu?"

Zhou Chen joked with a smile on his face.

Zhao Lei was provoked and insulted by Zhou Chen's words time and time again, and his murderous aura became even stronger.

Zhao Lei, who was so angry and bloody, stared at his bloodshot eyes like copper bells, wishing he could knock Zhou Chen to ashes on the spot.

Then, Zhao Lei roared angrily and kicked hard.

He leaned his whole body back, and only then broke free from Zhou Chen's palm.

Zhou Chen stood proudly in front of him, unmoving, like a hill.

At the beginning, Zhao Lei, who didn't take Zhou Chen seriously at all, now had to look at Zhou Chen from top to bottom.

This skinny monkey looked like he didn't weigh a few pounds, but he didn't expect that he was also a practicer, and he had a lot of talent!
Zhou Chen didn't bother him either.

Without hesitation, he clenched his five fingers and combined them into a fist. With his whole body in a low voice, he suddenly blasted at the opponent.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Lei saw that Zhou Chen's straight punch had already reached his chest.

For a moment, Zhao Lei panicked.

He hurriedly turned his body sideways, only to avoid Zhou Chen's fist.

The heart was beating wildly.

Just hear a "bang".

Zhou Chen punched a big hole in the wall behind Zhao Lei.

Dust is everywhere.

Seeing this, Zhao Lei's eyebrows twitched, and he was more surprised.

If he hadn't dodged the punch in time and landed on him, he might have vomited blood and died by now.

Zhao Lei, who was frightened, all the joking expressions before disappeared, and his face turned solemn:
"Boy, what kind of kung fu are you doing?"

Zhou Chen pulled his fist out of the hole in the wall.

He couldn't even imagine when his fist became so hard?
He looked back at Gu Qing not far away again.

This skill was all stolen from Gu Qing.

One can imagine how powerful Gu Qing is?
What's more, she is still a girl.

Turning around, Zhou Chen blew the dust and gravel off his fists, looked as usual, and said calmly:
"How is it? Are you afraid?"

Sun Hao, who was standing in the corner, saw Zhao Lei's complexion suddenly changed as the fighting coach, and he also inexplicably felt a coercion emanating from Zhou Chen.

Is it possible... that even the fighting champions are no match for this kid?

In order to avoid being affected, Sun Hao had no choice but to take advantage of the opportunity of their contest and escape from the door in desperation.

"It's still too late to admit defeat, I, Zhou Chen, may spare your life!" Zhou Chen said lightly.

In Zhao Lei's heart, there was a ball of raging anger that was burning more and more.

Gritting his teeth, he said:
"Is it possible that I will lose to you kid today? Come... let's fight again!"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Zhou Chen raised his fist, rushed forward with a stride, and threw another straight punch.

Zhao Lei had no way to hide, so he punched Zhou Chen forcefully.

A huge counter-shock force made Zhao Lei, who had a burly body, staggered back several steps, and stopped when his body pressed against the wall.

The pain in my right fist, wrist, and entire right arm was unbearable.

Zhao Lei looked at Zhou Chen, his pupils shrank sharply, his complexion changed drastically, and he was speechless for a long time.

Zhao Lei, who has experienced hundreds of battles and has mastered all kinds of complicated fighting experience, thinks that he can deal with a young man with ease, as easy as strangling an ant.

But at this moment, his fighting experience and fighting skills seemed to be useless.

For a moment, Zhao Lei's mood was inexplicably sad and complicated.

"I only used a little strength just now. If I used all my strength in that punch just now, I'm afraid your right hand will be useless by now!"

Zhou Chen's words made Zhao Lei, who is a fighting champion, feel ashamed.

If Zhou Chen had said such things at first, Zhao Lei would have thought he was bragging.

But now, Zhao Lei, who had experienced Zhou Chen's strength, knew that what Zhou Chen said was true.

Zhou Chen grinned.

He slowly clasped his ten fingers again, and opened his posture:

"Come on, I'll have fun with you while I'm in a bit of a mood today!"

Zhao Lei shook his arms, cheered up his spirits, and started to move forward.

He wants to fight Zhou Chen for the last time, fighting for victory and defeat, and also fighting for honor.

"Look at the fist!"

Zhou Chen sternly shouted, then rushed towards Zhao Lei again.

This is not the speed of ordinary people at all.

Zhao Lei felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Zhou Chen's fist had already reached his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the dragon-patterned jade ring finger worn on Zhou Chen's thumb.

He suddenly yelled:
"stop!"

Zhou Chen's attack was swift and fierce, and his move was also timely.

"I said, are you going to fight today or not? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, quickly admit defeat!"

Zhao Lei's eyes stared straight at Zhou Chen's thumb, and after a while he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"You... where did you get this dragon-patterned jade?"

Zhou Chen also raised his hand to take a look:
"What's the matter? You also want to attack it? Then you have to defeat me first!"

Zhao Lei frowned, and coldly refused:
"I'm not fighting!"

Zhou Chen felt a little baffled:

"It was fine just now? Why didn't you stop playing? I just got in the mood?"

Zhao Lei stood up straight, and suddenly cupped his fists at Zhou Chen, apologizing solemnly:

"What an offense just now, I hope you don't take it to heart, I... admit defeat!"

Zhou Chen smiled bitterly and asked in confusion:

"I said why are you so strange? What's going on?"

Zhao Lei didn't answer.

He turned around and went out the door, disappearing into the long corridor.

Zhou Chen raised his hand again, and looked at the jade wrench on his thumb.

seems to understand something.

Could it be... is it because of this jade ring?

What did he just say about dragon-patterned jade?
Gu Qing got up and came to Zhou Chen's side, and glanced into the corridor.

"Do you think it's strange that that person suddenly gave up halfway through the fight?" Zhou Chen said with a smile.

Gu Qing replied: "I guess he has self-knowledge and knows that he can't beat you, so let's admit defeat in advance to save his life!"

"Forget it, let's leave him alone and go back to the clinic first."

As soon as Zhou Chen finished speaking, the system's voice sounded at the right time:

"Don't be afraid of strength, get praise +1000"

"Admit defeat from Zhao Lei, get likes +7000"

"Beat the bastard, +100...+200...+500...+800..."

"Teach the rich second generation a lesson, get +6000 likes"

"Amount + 1."

Zhou Chen shook his head, feeling a little lucky in his heart.

Today's harvest is not bad.

(End of this chapter)