A Panda's Martial Arts

"Remember to stay far away next time you plot, I can hear you at this distance."

"Damn it, don't you Han people know how to respect other people's privacy!"

Joseph, who was overheard talking nonsense, was furious, so he stopped hiding and led Qiao Dong to the backyard.

In the martial arts arena in the backyard, [-] kinds of weapons are placed on shelves, and there is a plaque of "Hundreds of training and self-satisfaction" hanging on the front door. It has an antique style, and a wooden statue of Emperor Guan of the same height stands under the plaque. Several fierce and strong men are lined up on both sides, surrounding the tall old man with gray hair standing under the wooden statue of Guandi.

Just by taking a look, Qiao Dong could vaguely feel that this 1.9-meter-tall old man was the person he was looking for.

"You are Zhu Huaizhong?"

"who are you?"

Seeing Qiao Dong's muscular figure, Zhu Huaizhong frowned, and then turned his gaze to Joseph.

"What's going on? Why did you bring outsiders here?"

"This is my junior brother, brought out by a mentor, not an outsider."

Joseph chuckled.

"Didn't you say before that you want to find an opponent who can match you? My junior brother is very good at fighting. Look at his muscles, at least he can beat you... Oh yes, he has something else to come here this time He is going to take away the panda you raised."

"what?"

Not only Zhu Huaizhong, but even Qiao Dong was stunned by Joseph's words——

Originally, in his opinion, such an important matter had to make three or five detours, drink three rounds, eat five flavors, this, that, and that, in order to get things done.Can you really get it done right from the start?

But to Qiao Dong's surprise, Zhu Huaizhong actually nodded.

"It's not impossible."

Under the astonished eyes of the sworn brothers, Zhu Huaizhong took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles full of scars.

"Originally, the reason why the panda stayed here was to use that duel to make me go further... If you can beat me, it means that you also have the qualifications to make me go further. It's just a panda. Where do you want to take it?" It's all right."

Handing the coat with a wide robe and large sleeves to the sworn brothers standing aside, Zhu Huaizhong turned his head.

"Your honorable name?"

"Joe..."

woo-

Before he finished speaking, the baggy tracksuit was already under the hood of Zhu Huaizhong.

Qiao Dong's mentality had been a little subtle since he first entered the training ground, but when the old man turned his head and handed out his shirt, he finally confirmed that it was anger.

It's almost time to fight, but he still dares to turn his back on him, what is this old man with white hair pretending to be!

"Oh!"

The heavy punch hit the baggy sportswear, and also hit Zhu Huaizhong's head. The first blow was blindfolded, and the subsequent heavy punch was inevitable!

But with this punch, Qiao Dong suddenly emptied himself.

Didn't feel as expected.

Behind the baggy sportswear, there is nothing.

"Knowing that you are going to fight me, but you block your sight first..."

A voice sounded from Qiao Dong's right side, with a piercing chill.

"What are you pretending to do with me!"

Boom!

The iron fist pierced diagonally hit between the chest and abdomen, and Qiao Dong was sent flying into the air, and fell on his back.

It wasn't until I rolled several laps on the ground that I barely got up.

"If it's just the level of punks fighting, then go back where you came from."

Throwing aside the large sportswear covering his shoulders casually, the tall old man named Zhu Huaizhong looked down at Qiao Dong who fell on the ground.

"Don't waste my time!"

"you……"

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Dong forcibly calmed down the chaotic breath. The consequences of being hit on the diaphragm were not good. Even though he had tried his best to remove the force, he still had some difficulty in breathing.

But even so, he had to force himself to calm down.

The opponent was different from what he expected. Although the old man in front of him had gray hair, his superficial aging was clearly just a disguise, and his strength and speed were even far superior to that of a young man like him!

Be cautious, you must be cautious. In Qiao Dong's impression, the panda that made him fall to northern Burma is already the ceiling of personal force, but the pressure on him from the tall old man in front of him even surpassed that panda.

If the panda gave him the impression of an unfathomable fog, then the old man in front of him was a blade emerging from the fog.

Sharp, dangerous, and deadly.

If you lose, you will really die!

"call……"

Exhaling his last breath, Qiao Dong, who distanced himself from him, stabilized his stance.

This time, he did not choose to attack by force.

Instead, he waved to the tall old man.

"Come……"

"Alright..."

Zhu Huaizhong frowned, but didn't say much, instead he just walked towards Qiao Dong.

Strut with your head held high, without squinting.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He didn't even have an offensive and defensive posture, just walked so ordinaryly, which was obvious contempt, but this time Qiao Dong didn't get angry.

In a duel between life and death, there is not even room for trivial anger.

Technology must be pure enough to be sharp enough.

"laugh--"

The hand knife slashed, and a few strands of severed white hair fluttered in the wind.

"what?"

The eyes of the old man who flashed the knife sideways brightened.

"You karate..."

Bang!

Before the old man could finish speaking, the heavy leg raised at close range hit his head!

"Drink-"

Qiao Dong exhaled and opened his voice, exerting strength with his right leg, trying to push the old man to the ground!

However, it can't be done.

The old man in front of him was obviously just standing casually, but at the moment it seemed like a big tree with deep roots, not to mention kicking it down, Qiao Dong couldn't even move his head!

"Sleeve kick? No, this kick is more like Korean Taekwondo."

Holding Qiao Dong's right foot between his head and shoulders, the old man frowned.

"Why do you want to learn this kind of thing? You have a clear foundation..."

Snapped……

Before Zhu Huaizhong finished speaking, Qiao Dong's left leg was already wrapped around him, and he grabbed Zhu Huaizhong like an octopus.

At the same time, Qiao Dong's hips were twisting with all his might.

If you can't kick, what about falling?

"Boom!"

The entire upper body suddenly had more than two hundred catties of weight, Zhu Huaizhong's figure finally lost balance, and Qiao Dong brought his whole body to the ground!

For wrestlers, weight and the ground are the most effective weapons.

Qiao Dong still remembered that the wrestler who practiced together in the zoo before said so.

"Wrestling is fine...but is that all you have?"

Qiao Dong didn't even come back to his senses, Zhu Huaizhong's recognizable voice had already sounded, he was full of energy, and it sounded like he wasn't even injured.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Dong felt himself flying.

It's not so much flying as lifting. Qiao Dong, who has built up his muscles, knows that he weighs a lot more than he looks. After drinking too much, three or five people may not be able to lift him——

But at this moment, Zhu Huaizhong forcibly pulled his weight of more than two hundred catties up, and even raised one arm above his head!

Then, smash it down!

"Boom!"

Being knocked to the ground again, blood even oozes from the corner of Qiao Dong's mouth, but Zhu Huaizhong still maintains that flat expression, and even has the leisure to comment on Qiao Dong.

"You have learned a lot, and it's very complicated. It can be seen that your martial arts is more inclined to the athlete system... but you haven't learned the whole system. You use a hammer here and a stick here. I copied it."

Looking at Qiao Dong who was still struggling to stand up, Zhu Huaizhong sighed.

"You can copy to this level. In fact, your talent is very good, but how should I put it... Your opponent is too bad. You can't do martial arts well if you practice with insects."

"you……"

Qiao Dong clenched his teeth, swallowing the blood welling up in his throat.

It doesn't matter if he is despised, but he will never allow this old thing to insult his friends!

Taking a deep breath, taking another deep breath, the more angry he became, the calmer he became. All the fragments about Wu in his mind surged out, and he exhausted his last strength to search for even a chance to win.

Unknowingly, Qiao Dong stood up and assumed a posture that he had never really practiced.

imitate the image of an animal.

"Wow, Charles Kung Fu!"