A Panda's Martial Arts

There are also some shouts and curses that are not in Chinese.

"Bakayaro! Can't you put me down first!"

Yamaguchi Xuangang, who was originally carried by Qiao Dong on his back, fell down on the spot, and the hard concrete floor made him grin his teeth in pain.

But when he turned his head, Yamaguchi Xuangang was suddenly happy.

"Korean? Why did you lie down too?"

"go away……"

Yamaguchi Xuangang's yin and yang aura gave Pu Yonglie, who fell on the ground, a headache. He has no intention of having a friendly match between Japan and South Korea with the Japanese now.

Just because in front of him, his friend Qiao Dong had already fought with the giant man who knocked him to the ground.

Qiao Dong's fist was very heavy, something that Park Yongyeol had personally experienced.Although the boxing technique has not undergone much training, Qiao Dong's heavy punches are definitely not something the human body can bear based on the strength of his muscles.

This is why, in most fighting competitions, weight classes are distinguished.

In hand-to-hand combat, being taller and stronger often means an absolute advantage. Ordinary people kicking a strong man for a long time may not make the strong man shake, but a strong man can knock ordinary people down with just one punch——

If it is explained in the current popular way, it is that the blood volume is thicker and the attack is higher, which is an insurmountable gap.

Therefore, in order to prevent the scenes of those tall and strong men killing ordinary people, and to make the game more fair, most of the competitions choose to have two sides of similar size as opponents, which is a kind of protection for them.

But in actual combat, this is often not the case.

Just like the battle that Park Yongyeol encountered just now, there is no such thing as magnitude in actual combat——

And the facts also proved this point, he didn't even make the giant man fall down even after dozens of kicks, but the giant man only counterattacked once and he couldn't get up again.

That was a level of crushing, an absolute suppression that ignored technology.

And now...

"Old Joe! Don't fight hard!"

Enduring the severe pain, Park Yongyeol shouted with his last strength.

"He's an order of magnitude higher than you!"

"Varied……"

Bang!

Before Qiao Dong could react, the giant man's punch had already landed on his face.

Qiao Dong was confused.

A long memory flashed in his mind. It was when he was still studying in the United States. Because of his talent and family background, his medical progress far surpassed other students. Even the professor who took him looked at him differently. There are even more cares in internship opportunities.

But this preferential treatment for geniuses has attracted jealousy.

A few classmates blocked him in an alley. They felt that as an Asian, Qiao Dong should not get those opportunities. Those white and black people who had built big muscles beat him up and warned him that if he dared to do this again Just beat him to death.

He is isolated and helpless in a foreign country. Even if he wants to fight back, he is just an ordinary person who has been concentrating on studying. How can he beat those snakes who have developed big muscles.

It was also at that time that he made up his mind to use his fists to regain his dignity.

Facts have proved that he has done it. As a medical student, he can accurately allow himself to perform the maximum load of exercise without getting injured. The specially studied nutrition can make his body get the most effective supplements. Good sleep habits let him His muscles have grown most effectively, which is the most scientific way, and he did not take any detours. Soon he let those black and white people know that Asians can also be stronger than them.

In front of a strong body, all so-called skills are a joke.

Whether it's the boxing of those classmates in the United States, or the Taekun that Park Yongyeol kept secret, or the karate that Gengang Yamaguchi just showed...

In the face of his tall and strong body, he is a chicken and a dog.Physical strength is everything, muscle strength is justice, with such a strong body, he will have no opponent at all.

"But what if someone could be stronger than me?"

The picture of the memory was pulled back, and he seemed to be back in the dark alley again. The black man in gang uniform pulled up his collar, and his head was bombarded again and again with fists as big as sand bowls.

Bang!

"Old Joe!"

Something seemed to be calling, but Qiao Dong couldn't hear it clearly.

Bang!

"Old Joe! Old Joe!"

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Qiao Dong finally recognized that it was Park Yongyeol's voice. Originally, he had some prejudices against Koreans, but he never expected that the one who came to rescue him would be this Korean who didn't have a very deep friendship.

However, that sound was too far away.

Before Park Yongyeol rushed over, he might have been beaten to death first...

"Old Joe! Wake up!"

"Ok?"

Harsh shouts sounded behind him, and Qiao Dong finally recovered from his trance—what kind of dark alley is around, this is clearly the zoo at midnight!

In front of him, the iron tower-like giant raised his fist again.

"Oh!"

Fist and punch intersected again, and Qiao Dong was so beaten that he couldn't help taking half a step back.

After fading from the frenzy of anger and the dizziness of his head, he finally truly experienced the power of this terror.

"Grass……"

Looking at the two-meter-tall strong man in front of him, Qiao Dong couldn't help cursing.

You must know that he has developed such a strong body, not only through hard work and sweat, but also with corresponding knowledge support, without detours in the middle, in exchange for his current strong body-but what is this monster in front of him?what is this?

He doesn't believe that the other party has the same exercise as himself, which means that the other party must at least hire an excellent coach, then hire an excellent rehabilitator, and also hire an exclusive nutritionist. Practicing willpower--

Compared with the first three, the last one is easier to achieve, just because the cost of hiring professionals is too high.

In other words, the reason why the opponent is so strong is purely due to his extreme talent.

What appeared before his eyes was a natural monster.

He is taller than him, muscular, stronger than him, and he is not an opponent compared to strength.

"This...how to fight?"

Qiao Dong's forehead was already sweating.

He has always relied on his strong body to crush his opponents, and this is the first time he has met someone stronger than himself.

Just like he can easily defeat those who are not as strong as him, now he also...

"Look, you're a prostitute!"

With a roar, the giant man's iron fist hit Qiao Dong's face again.

The difference between the two sides is less than an order of magnitude, and this battle has become a one-sided beating.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The giant man's fist was disorderly, but the fist brought by Juli was like a heavy artillery. The bombardment again and again hit Qiao Dong to the left and right, and his arms that were holding his head in defense were instantly bruised.

Can't beat...

Qiao Dong finally tasted what those who had been defeated by him had tasted.

The difference in physique is an absolute advantage. It is impossible to beat this situation. If there must be a choice...

Just run away.

It’s good to run far away, this is not something he can face at all, he got to this point by training, but what appeared in front of him was a natural monster, facing the incomprehensible monster, running away It's not shameful, it's called preserving vitality...

But what about after escaping?

"Oh!"

Another punch hit Qiao Dong's shoulder, with such force that Qiao Dong thought his shoulder blades were cracked.

If he escaped, this punch would probably hit Park Yonglie behind him.

When he just came over, he saw the scene where the giant man was beating Park Yongyeol. Although he didn't know the enmity between Park Yongyeol and the giant man, if he chose to back away, Park Yongyeol behind him would not be spared.

So, no matter what, he can't escape.

Not only could he not escape, but he had to knock down the giant man in front of him.

no matter what method...

"Om-"

The giant man's fist swung down again, with the sound of tigers and tigers.

But this time, Qiao Dong no longer held his head in his hands.

Instead, he stabbed out his palm silently.

"Boom!"

The heavy fist hit Qiao Dong on the head, making Qiao Dong dizzy for a while.

But Qiao Dong's palm had already stabbed the giant man's chest.

"Ugh-"

The severe pain in his chest made the giant man groan in pain, and his whole body stagnated because of this.

Wearing a thick coat and having enough resistance to attack, the giant man didn't think this kind of attack was useful at first——

But after being stabbed by that palm, the force on the palm seemed to be piercing into the flesh, piercing through his defense, making him instinctively let out the first cry of pain tonight.

"It's Guanshou! This kid actually knows how to use Guanshou!"

Behind Qiao Dong, Shankou Xuangang, who was half lying on the ground, laughed out loud.

"Although it's still very elementary, but it's playing well... what is that?"

In the sight of Shankou Xuangang, Qiao Dong suddenly raised his leg without any warning, and kicked on the facing bone of the giant man's calf.

Compared with kicking, it is more like using the weight of the whole body to step on.

"Crack-"

Accompanied by the crisp bone cracking sound, Yamaguchi Xuangang finally knew how his leg was broken.

"It's the ancient martial art of our Korean people, Tae Kyung."