Chapter 276: King of Fighting

Special Announcement: In the last few days of data transfer, the previous chapters may not be readable. If you need to read the old chapters, what kind of hearing and hearing can Wang Chao have? Upon hearing the strong wind and the stomping sound from the prison, you know that the practitioners have reached the level where the strong wind explodes at random motions of the whole body, and they step on the ground. This is indeed only one step away from the last step of not being bad.
At that time, Li Shuwen, a "sword gun", practiced in a small room of three to four feet square, with fists and feet, and the wind swayed, and the windows were cracking, sometimes bursting out. Shocked by strong wind. The strong wind rushed against the wall, just like the tide hitting the reef, and the people who entered the small chamber could be suffocated by the strong wind and stunned.
Wang Chao also has a small practice room of more than ten square meters in the Tangmen National Martial Art Dojo in Jakarta, Indonesia. He often practises in-house. He punches up and down with punches and punches in the land of lying cows. Several times, he threw his muscles all over the body, the wind exploded wildly, and gave a huge shock. In the small practice room All the glass windows were smashed, the hard cement on the ground was stomped with holes, and the big nests were like pits that were stepped on in the practice hall of Shaolin Temple.
Wu Quannan is also knowledgeable, and his face changed dramatically when he heard this voice. This night was destined to be the day he was most surprised by. At the same time, his eyes also saw that Liao Junhua also had an admiration, and he could recognize so many masters.
Although it is said that being a high-level leader of an official, knowing some strange people and strange things is not a big deal. However, Liao Junhua is not a national leader, and is still a bit short of the top. "Is this person's fate noble, so there are great masters around him? This Liao Junhua is afraid that the future is not limited to this. I used to think that although his fate was high, but he did not have the power, but now it is not. Chao is a character like a dragon, with a temperament like a divine dragon traveling to the cloud, Liao Junhua met him and walked side by side. He was also contaminated with this temperament, but there was a deep transformation of Lu Ming into a king. It's unspeakable, expensive! "
Wu Quannan's head was full of remnants of feudal thought at this time, but it is no wonder that he is a martial artist but a Taoist. I have studied numerology and can look at the richness of life.
In his view, although Liao Junhua was born into a noble family, his temperament was still poor, and he could not become a real dragon. But now that Wang Chao is beside him, Wang Chao's temperament images him, making him also have a touch of kingliness.
The temperament of Wang Chao is an atmosphere that dares to go to the moon for nine days and dare to go to Wuyang to catch turtles. It's just that the foundation is too thin. In the superstition of feudal dross, the fate of life is low. Even if you have great ambitions, it won't be a big deal. In the present words, it is not a Tide Stall and no foundation. Of course, the major event in Wu Quan's south mouth has nothing to do with martial arts. It only becomes the emperor and the emperor. In modern terms, it becomes a national leader.
Although Liao Junhua's life is good, his temperament is worse. In a word, there is no kingly spirit. After climbing to the top, you can only be a member of the Politburo Standing Committee. But now it is contaminated with the temperament of Wang Chao, and has the luck to climb and wait.
Not to mention that Wu Quannan, a martial artist, turned some feudal dregs in his head, Wang Chao and Liao Junhua had walked into the room where the prison made a noise.
The huge iron window railing, the big iron door, the room is dark and dark, there is no light, it is not clear what is inside, the blasting wind and stomping sound just now have disappeared, it is quiet, as if it were an empty house prison There was no anger in it.
Bang, two armed policemen with live ammunition opened the big iron gate of the prison. They seemed to be familiar with this kind of situation, and they were not surprised. Anyway, this old man went crazy every night. Because this old man is the leader of the prisoners in the prison and has huge prestige, they will open one eye and close one eye, regardless of some outrageous actions, such as a huge noise in the middle of the night.
With a hum, the fifty-watt light bulb was brightened, and the figure of a person sitting on a bed was shown.
Finally, in the thirty-year-old king of martial arts that Liao Junhua said eloquently, the face of the Red Guards martial artist appeared in front of Wang Chao and Wu Quannan.
Unlike other labor reform criminals who are bald heads, this person's hair is half a foot long, black and black, and there is no white spot, especially when the person inhales, the hair is upright as if it is over-powered. While exhaling, he fell asleep.
Anger can rush to the crown, at this time is the highest portrayal.
The skin on this man's face is very good. The appearance of a middle-aged man is that the beard and long hair on his chin make him look older.
His beard is very big and thick, all on his cheeks, and his heels look like sword grass, which looks very impressive.
These are not eye-catching, the most eye-catching is the huge steel shackles on his hands and feet!
Those shackled iron rings, as thick as eggs, very long and very long, three or four meters in length, were coiled around him like ropes. The shackles on his hands were covered with a large iron lock, boxy, and the size of a child's head.
The shackles on the feet are the same, only two shots as big as two basketballs are dragged.
This body's weight, I am afraid not two or three hundred pounds. And tied to this person, it feels easier than silk.
Hearing the sound of the cell opening the door and the light of the electric lamp, the man closed his eyes and sat on the bed, not moving, breathing evenly, and his hair fluctuated with the breath, as if to ignore any movement outside.
Huge chains of shackles, big beard like sword grass, hair upright! The man sat on the bed all over, with a turtle-shaped crane on his back and big ears hanging down. Both hands are wider, bigger, longer, everything, all show that this person contains a very ancient and mysterious, earth-shattering explosive power!
Such a person sat on the bed, closed his eyes and rested, and remained motionless, but no one couldn't help but look at him.
But Wang Chao's eyes only stayed on the person for a while, then he slipped away and looked at the layout of the prison room. This is a single prison with a small area of ​​20 square meters. The furnishings are simple, just a bed and a cabinet.
The bed is very wide, it is a hard concrete board, the quilt is rolled to the side, and the person is sitting on the bed. The big wooden cabinet on the head of the bed was full of huge thick glass jars, fixed with iron shelves. The glass spyers were all like medicinal wine. There was a whole cobra in it. It was snake wine. For rheumatism, Arthritis has a special effect. And a large piece of bone soaked in some jars, Wang Chao can see at a glance, that is the bone of an authentic tiger. Tiger bone wine, a good medicine for bones and gluten. There are also several large jars in which Wang Chao also saw them. They are liquids made from precious herbs and rubbed pills.
Some books and magazines were placed on the lower level of the cabinet. Wang Chao looked at it and found out that there was the latest issue of the "black belt."
In addition to these, the concrete in the middle of the ground was stomped for a long time, stepping out of a big hole almost half of the body, at first glance, it seemed like a trap cellar dug in front of the bed.
All the deep pits showed smooth, mirror-like mud, which Wang Chao suspected was harder than iron.
Wang Chao knew the person ’s situation through the environment here in a few seconds:
This person is a very good person. He ’s a self-cultivator in prison, and he does n’t want to do anything else. These precious medicinal wines are delivered in. There are also the latest magazines, you can know the world without going out of the house. Gee, it is mainly clean, it is a good environment for practicing. "
Life in prison is pure and lonely, and is the best environment for practicing. Guo Yunshen, the grand master of Xingyi in those years, also achieved the best after three years in prison. This man has been imprisoned for thirty years!
When Wang Chao first came in, he knew through the warden that this person was imprisoned for 30 years, practiced boxing in the prison, and also taught some disciples. After the labor reform criminals went out, some of them got rich and often sent things in. Honor this master. In the past thirty years, some armed policemen have also learned a lot of boxing techniques from this person. Although this person's son is in jail, he is as comfortable as some jailers.
In some prisons, prison tyrants like this want him to go out, but he doesn't want to go out yet.
"Liao Xiaozi! Today you came to see me in the middle of the night and found a master who could catch me ten punches? Let's just say that, in this prison, I lived for thirty years and lived very well. Drink, and others are filial, why should you go out with you? Haha, hahahaha! "
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and swept on Liao Junhua with a huge burst of laughter. The laughter oscillated from the throat vocal cords, and there was a small wind blowing in the twenty-square-meter prison, the walls were shaking. It has to buzz.
"Guaranteed to take you three punches! Let's say yes, if I can find someone to take your ten punches, you will go out with me." Liao Junhua said humanely.
It turned out that Liao Junhua had an unwritten agreement with this person.
"Yes, I said it! Are you looking for someone now?" The person laughed and looked at Wu Quannan and Wang Chao behind Liao Junhua!
"This Taoist is not enough to see, Dan has no knot! I'm afraid I can't even take my three punches! This young man ..." The former fighting king, Red Guards, focused all his attention on Wang Chao, Only a flash, and suddenly stood up from the bed, the big iron chain of the whole body banged, and the big shot of the shackles on the feet also rolled on the cement bed, making a thunderous sound.
"This young man is a master! Is an opponent! Haha! Thirty years, lonely for thirty years, I hope you will not let me disappoint."
The voice hadn't fallen yet, the big iron chain wrapped around Baliming was suddenly thrown up, like two big iron guns, striking Wang Chao's throat and head fiercely! At the same time, Baliming's body had stepped up from the bed violently, and only one flashed, just like a mountain with a suffocating strong wind hurled towards Wang Chao and the whole person!
This quick action, only violent, just like a landslide and tsunami, killed by thousands of troops.
Taking the big iron chain as a gun and hitting with his body is precisely the "big gun" and "close-fitting" in Bajiquan.
Just this moment! The hair and hair on Wang Chao's body were all erected, as if slammed into a high-voltage wire, and the skin all over the body was suddenly raised with bumps, and the dense goose bumps were like a grain of iron broad beans!
Wang Chao's body was stimulated by strong hostility, and it seemed to swell several times! It turns out that the body of one meter eight has become one meter nine and two meters close, because every part of his body is full of blood and luck, bursting with explosive power that has never been seen before!
Indeed, there has never been an opponent who can make him burst out of such violent luck at once, even Zhao Guangrong cannot. But in front of him, an old labor reformer who claimed to be Baliming, the prison tyrant used an iron chain as a gun, and at the same time showed his close leaning, it gave him the feeling that Li Shuwen, the "magic gun" from 70 or 80 years ago, was resurrected!
This person's boxing power and physical strength are much better than Wharton and Zhao Guangrong! In addition to explosive power, Wang Chao felt an unparalleled fanatical power from his boxing skills, just like the great movement of the people's upsurge thirty years ago, which was unstoppable.
People of any era have the brand of the era ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The brand and spirit of Wang Chao are not from this era, but a year of hard work, feeling that the country has broken mountains and rivers, and the red flag is printed. Under the spirit.
The brand on Baliming's body was the fanatical brand of the sixties and seventies. The temperament of boxing is imprinted with this brand, which is the true unity of boxing and gods. This is the power of the times. A person who has not experienced an era and is deeply imprinted cannot push his mind to an unparalleled peak.
Wang Chao was vigorous, his body bulged, and his fur stood up. In the face of Baliming's blow, he did not dodge or flinch. A trick "Turn the Sky Seal" hard cover up, squeeze hard with left hand, push with right hand, stomp on the ground!
Wow! Wang Chaoyi grabbed the big iron chain that hit him, and a chain that was as thick as his arm was broken and broken!
(To be continued)
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