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"Ahem!"

In the early morning, accompanied by a violent choking cough, Tang Zhan slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling quietly and was in a daze. The incredible scene last night was lingering in front of him.

He didn't think he had read it wrong or had some hallucinations. People who practice martial arts should attach great importance to their will, so how could they deny themselves?

It must be true, nor can it be wrong, it indeed disappeared out of thin air.

But what is even more strange is that apart from being uneasy, he doesn't feel absurd and weird, but instead has an inexplicable sense of familiarity. This feeling does not come from his past experiences, but from his dream, or the person in the dream.

Is the strange dreams I have made related to Su Sihai?

However, despite the dangers of the battle last night, he felt unprecedented joy, comfort, and pleasure, and even the killing did not seem to feel anything strange.

"Um?"

Just as Tang Zhan was thinking about the details, he suddenly sat up, like a frightened cat.

A pair of eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling steadily, there was a string of numbers that were constantly jumping on it.

00:20:35

"What does it mean? Countdown?"

But Tang Zhan soon discovered that these times were not on the wall, but in his eyes, moving with his eyes.

Tang Zhan narrowed his eyes, picked up his phone and took a few photos at the location of the numbers on the wall. Sure enough, the photos were nothing unusual, but there was indeed such a series of time in his field of vision that only he could see.

"Come on me?"

Without thinking, Tang Zhan put on his clothes quickly and got up and left the place where he lived.

He didn't know what this meant, but something went wrong, there would be a demon. I'm afraid it was probably not a good thing, and it was probably related to Su Sihai.

"It seems there is a follow-up."

Without saying a word, Tang Zhan took a taxi straight to the nearest unfinished building, and plunged in with a gloomy face.

00:03:24

There are three minutes left.

The further down, Tang Zhan could even clearly hear the regular beating sounds, as if they were integrated with his heartbeat.

Taking advantage of the last time, he looked at the call list on his phone. Two numbers filled the entire screen, sister and mother.

But hesitated and turned off his phone. Seeing that the time was getting shorter and shorter, Tang Zhan slowly held his breath, lowered his breath, shrank his body in the dark, and quietly waited for the end of time.

Time is too hasty.

There is no time to deal with it.

At the moment, he could only bite the bullet and see what this thing was?

“10,9,8,7,6,5…”

As time was counting in his heart, Tang Zhan's muscles became tighter and moved a little bit. For some reason, he not only did not panic, but instead couldn't express his excitement and expectation.

“1,0…”

Finally, in the quiet unfinished building, accompanied by the countdown to zero, the shadow in the corner suddenly became richer, as if it turned into thick ink, and a ball of black mist was spread out.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and the whistle and voices of cars disappeared, as if they were isolated from the outside world.

Just waiting for the black fog to dissipate with the wind, a clear sound of footsteps appeared in the unfinished building.

"Tait..."

Tang Zhan shrank in the dark and heard the sound. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. After seeing it, he was also surprised and someone came out of the shadow.

This is a man with dark skin and thirty-year-old appearance. His neat short hair stood up like a steel needle. He was wearing only shorts all over his body. He had a slender figure and exuded a leopard-like agility and toughness. Especially those hands, his knuckles were covered with stiff calluses, and there were very obvious marks on his palms and wrists. They were traces of numbness over the years.

"Muo boxer?"

Tang Zhan could tell the way of the other party's way at a glance from the other party's posture of kicking his legs and lifting his feet.

Before he could figure it out, the man looked around with a pair of fierce eyes, bent his legs and knees without hesitation, and rushed towards the place where he was hiding like a meteor arrow.

"Bang!"

With the explosion, a gap appeared in the cement pillar instantly. Tang Zhan turned over and fell sideways. When he got up again, his cheeks had been shaken by the gravel that was flying everywhere.

After a knee knocked down, the Muay Thai player clasped his hands together and raised them up. He knelt down on the ground and made a kneeling gesture. He even said a few Thai words in a vague way, his face full of solemnity and his murderous intent was revealed.

Tang Zhan also encountered a strange thing. He suddenly realized that just after time returned to zero, some of the original injuries on his body had healed quickly, and his right leg, which had cracked bones, had no discomfort at this time, and he had returned to his peak state.

When he saw the movements made by the Muay Thai player on the opposite side, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart. This is a life-and-death battle.

Tang Zhan wiped the bloody marks hanging on the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, and at the same time he paid attention to the other person's movements. Finally, he stopped his eyes on the elbows. He saw that the man's elbows were a little different from ordinary people. He bent his arms and raised his hand, and his elbows were as sharp as a knife. It seemed to be a bulge in his illusion, even the surrounding flesh was black and hard, and the hairs were gone. The man's eyelids were twitching wildly.

After a while, he had some judgment in his mind.

"Ancient Muay Thai, short-striking, elbow and knee injury."

The so-called "weapons are extensions of hands and feet". In ancient Muay Thai, various techniques are classified as long soldiers with fists, legs, hands and feet, while short soldiers are elbows and knees, which are hard as sharp weapons. In addition, the distance is short and the explosion is strong, which makes people unable to defend. In addition, they are combined with various techniques, and have extremely strong lethality.

Although Tang Zhan sneered at Muay Thai's claim to be "undefeated for five hundred years", he still quite agrees with the terrifying lethality of Muay Thai.

Since he came into contact with various "killing skills", in addition to internal boxing, Muay Thai is quite familiar, simple and crude, fierce and domineering, and even more ruthless to others and himself.

He saw countless masters in his dream, including this Muay Thai.

Unfortunately, there are many consequences.

Seeing that Tang Zhan had not moved for a long time, the Hei Han had taken the lead in making a move, with his arms protecting his head, and his fist approached. His steps were extremely fast. He rushed forward, and the fist wind was already running towards Tang Zhan's face.

Feeling a needle-like pain coming from his face, Tang Zhan sideways and dodges. When he sees the other party twisting his waist and elbows, he sank his shoulders and wrists, his hands are turned into three bends, his hands are hooked, and the shadow under his feet is twisted in an instant, just like a human-shaped mantis, and he turns around and is also one elbow.

"Bang!"

In the flash of lightning, a muffled sound suddenly exploded in the splashing dust, like spring thunder, shaking the eardrums.

When the two elbows hit each other and tried the strength, Tang Zhan's face couldn't help but sink. He pulled away a distance and stretched his entire right shoulder. He was secretly surprised that this guy had such a strong force.

With one move, the black man was in power and was unforgivable. A sharp roar broke out from his mouth. He twisted his waist and raised his hips and his right leg suddenly turned into a terrifying exercise, which caused a strong wind to sweep out into the air.

Tang Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light was dim in the cracks. He saw him lift his right leg and then chased him, making the same move as his opponent, and swept out a whip leg.
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