Zhang Kun's particularity shows from the beginning that Zhang Kun has never been an ordinary person.

Mr. Liang possessed himself and inherited the essence of Mr. Liang's martial arts throughout his life. These hard work has made up for physical defects and shortcomings, and combined with the unity of man and nature.

It can be said that Zhang Kun's strength at this time had already surpassed the level that the younger generation could achieve, but was on the same level as those martial arts masters.

In this way, it can be said that what Wu Hehong is facing at this time is a martial arts master with superb martial arts. How can he win?

Even though Zhang Kun was still wearing Xuanwu armor at this time, Zhang Kun found the balance point in his mind a few days ago and had long begun to get used to the existence of Xuanwu armor step by step.

Although there are some impacts, it is enough to allow Zhang Kun to exert 70% or 80% of his strength.

Even if a martial arts master only has seven or eight points of effort, it is not something that a little Wu Hehong can resist.

So Wu Hehong was miserable, very miserable. He saw that he was in a hurry and kept resisting Zhang Kungang's fierce attack. His body had been soaked in sweat, and the sweat stains on his forehead made his hair particularly messy, and his mouth was already panting.

At this time, Wu Hehong did not look as energetic as he first came.

And all this is not just caused by exercise, but more of it is fear.

Yes, I was afraid, frightened, with fear on my face, with horror in my eyes, and a chill in my heart... The sweat all over my body was more of a cold sweat from the inside out.

How is this possible? It shouldn't be, it's impossible...

Wu Hehong occasionally roared in his heart, and the roar was full of disbelief.

He couldn't believe that he was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back?

The guy in front of him looked almost the same age as him, but why, why was he suppressed like this?

He is Wu Hehong, there are several young masters in Cangzhou, and even those who won the Cangwu Competition, but why is it like this now?

At this time, looking at Zhang Kun, his eyes were coldly staring at Wu Hehong, and he was no longer as calm as before. Every move and move of Yongchun boxing in his hand was full of tremendous sounds.

The Dragon Tendon and Tiger Bone Vajra Power was originally the most powerful boxing technique in Yongchun. Now that Zhang Kun's physical strength is gradually improving, Zhang Kun is even more powerful when he uses it.

Eight moves, nine moves, good, almost done, the tenth move...

Zhang Kun thought silently in his heart, then his eyes lit up, and his aura suddenly changed. Then Zhang Kun took a slow breath, and then his muscles seemed to instantly swell. Finally, he punched...

"Touch!" A figure flew backwards until it fell to the ground three or four meters later.

The whole scene suddenly became quiet, as quiet as if a needle could be heard.

The few people who followed Wu Hehong looked at the figure who fell to the ground but did not stand up again. Then they looked at Zhang Kun, who was standing still on the spot with a calm face, couldn't help but swallow the saliva in his mouth.

Wu Hehong lost, but he lost it quickly.

Guo Binliang was not surprised at all about this result.

It is normal for Wu Hehong to lose, but it is strange if Zhang Kun loses.

You know, he is the one who witnessed Zhang Kun's progress every day. After witnessing Zhang Kun's progress and strength, if he still thinks that Wu Hehong can win, it will be a big problem.

So Guo Binliang had already expected the winner and lost, and did not look surprised at all.

On the contrary, when Guo Binliang saw Zhang Kun's last punch, his eyes lit up when he saw it.

In that punch, Guo Binliang seemed to see something different. He seemed to know, but he didn't seem to understand it very well, and he didn't understand it very well.

Guo Binliang was almost stunned, and he kept thinking about the style of Zhang Kun's punch in his mind.

It seemed that there was something he didn't know inside, and he felt it, but he seemed unable to completely grasp it.

Guo Binliang's heart was as if he was scratching a cat at this time, and itchy.

He had an urgent impulse to figure out what was contained in that punch. He had a vague feeling that if he could figure it out, his boxing skills might go to a higher level.

But after looking at Zhang Kun, then looking at the people standing quietly in the distance, then looking at Wu Hehong who could not get up, Guo Binliang finally suppressed his inner impulse.

Now is not a good time to seek Taoism and teach and solve doubts, not to mention that this place is not right.

Guo Binliang sighed secretly, but his eyes turned, but he made up his mind that after leaving, he would find an opportunity to ask Zhang Kun for advice.

After hitting Wu Hehong with one punch, Zhang Kun's eyes slowly turned around and looked at everyone in the distance.

With a calm look, everyone who saw Zhang Kun couldn't help but trembled in his heart. His heart seemed to stand on a cliff, and he couldn't help but breathe tightly between his mouth and nose.

After looking at everyone, then looking at Wu Hehong, who was afraid he would not be able to stand up for a short period of time, Zhang Kun turned to Guo Binliang with a calm smile: "Senior Brother Liang, let's continue."

"Oh, okay, okay..." Guo Binliang, immersed in Zhang Kun's last punch style, woke up and nodded quickly. Then the two of them didn't look at the people next to them, and went straight to the usual road and continued to run towards the direction where the sun rose.

...

Although it took nearly ten minutes to wait due to Wu Hehong, Zhang Kun still arrived in Qinggang before 8 o'clock, and then started a day's training camp as usual.

The sun rose little by little, and it was almost eleven o'clock. Zhang Kun was conducting anti-strike training. Eight figures surrounded him and attacked constantly. At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, from far to near, and then stopped seven or eight meters away from everyone.

After standing still, the eyes of the visitor slowly swept across everyone, and finally frozen on Zhang Kun.

And just as the man looked at him, Zhang Kun's figure suddenly stopped, as if he had become stiff in an instant. After a while, Zhang Kun slowly stood up straight, then turned his neck bit by bit and looked towards the person coming.

The few people who were training around seemed to notice the abnormality of the atmosphere, stopped all the time, and then looked at each other a little at a loss, and finally looked at the person in the direction of Zhang Kun's eyes.

The person who came was an uncle in his forties and fifties. He was wearing tender white training clothes on his slightly tall body. His face under his gray hair was angular and looked particularly majestic. The most eye-catching one was his eyes. In his ordinary and plainness, he seemed to hide a terrifying edge.

"You are Zhang Kun?" The visitor suddenly spoke.

Zhang Kun's eyes narrowed, and he did not dare to be negligent at all. He clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "It's me, how dare you ask senior, who is?"
Chapter completed!