Under the suppression of foreign guns and artillery, the Boxers and the imperial army basically reached a draw, and now they have reached a deadlock.

As Yang Wenzhong explained the situation in Dongshan one by one, Zhang Kun became a little silent.

He knew what the other person was thinking, but didn't say much.

Not even promised anything.

The world is in war, and he admires those heroes who are fighting on the front line and fighting desperately regardless of life and death. At this time, he was not mentally prepared and just stepped into the whirlpool of the times.

The most important thing is that from later generations, he actually knows that Yihequan failed to succeed in the end.

A moment of righteous indignation leads to injustice; later on, it will lead to bad things because of the injustice in the heart.

During the fight, his eyes were blurred and he could no longer distinguish between the enemy and his own people. He was teased to death, and he was just dying in vain.

There is no organization, no program, only boxing and martial arts, and only blood and spirit, facing foreign guns and cannons head-on.

Even if you can win for a while, in the long run, you won't see much hope.

"This time, in addition to meeting Master Zhang, I am here to say thank you on behalf of Master Ye and the others. If Master Zhang hadn't taken action before, all of us would have been in trouble..."

Having said this, Yang Wenzhong showed a look of shame on his face.

They all claim to be old people and think too much about everything.

I also thought that there shouldn't be too much danger in the robbery of the law field... After all, with so many masters dispatched, even if you can't defeat it, you can still escape unscathed.

But I didn't expect that the other party would be so shameless as to ambush two master-level masters in the law field and among the common people. It was simply unbelievable.

If Zhang Kun had not taken action, none of the people in the robbery field would have been able to escape.

At that time, the heroes of the world will laugh out loud.

"Actually, it's no wonder that you, Yin Fu and Li Wendong, came for me. You just suffered the same fate as Chi Yu."

Zhang Kun shook his head.

Wang Zhiping suddenly spoke up at this time, his eyes full of fanaticism: "There are rumors in the market that Master Zhang fought against the two great masters joining forces. And, in the Changchun Palace, in front of thousands of forbidden troops, he beat Grand Master Yin Fuyin to death on the spot?"

"It was a fluke, it's not worth mentioning."

Zhang Kun chuckled.

Being looked at so intensely by a tall and powerful man with a height of nearly 2.23 meters, he felt like he had goosebumps all over his body and felt uncomfortable all over.

"I wonder if I can try my hand with Master Zhang? Can I see the skills of the Crazy Sword?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's admission, Wang Zhiping became even more excited, and quickly poured a cup of tea and held it up.

He was not far away that day. He had actually seen Zhang Kun and his friend Zhang Chonghua fight in a life-and-death fight. Naturally, he admired this master who was almost the same age as him.

Those fists, swords, and miraculous body movements and swordsmanship are fascinating.

As a martial arts fanatic, when you see a strong person, if you don't give it a try and understand the opponent's strength... it's like a gourmet who sees the plump braised pork but can't taste it quickly, and feels really itchy in his heart.

Of course, there is another reason.

My uncle Yang Wenzhong kept saying in his ears all day long that he was useless except for his brute strength, and that he was far inferior to Zhang Kun.

After hearing this too many times, I either feel dissatisfied or feel very unhappy.

Always want to prove myself.

So what if it’s someone else’s child? I’m not bad.

Thousands of thoughts and thoughts flashed through his mind one by one. Wang Zhiping raised his tea cup and half-hunched his body forward. Naturally, a fierce and domineering momentum rose up.

[Open the window and look at the moon, the sky in the water.]

Wang Zhiping practices Cha Quan, which involves exerting force in an extended and smooth manner, and making his moves grand and high-spirited. In this style, he opens the window and looks at the moon. His moves are majestic, like the waves of the ocean.

Taking itself as water, water contains all things, it is soft and strong, and it can suppress people with its strength.

Although he was just trying his hand to ask for advice, and his attitude was very respectful, Wang Zhiping did not lose the slightest bit of fighting spirit. He was really a born fierce general, Miao Zi, who got stronger when he encountered a strong opponent.

Serving tea in one style is very impressive and has everyone's style.

Yang Wenzhong wanted to scold him, but stopped when the words reached his lips.

Looking thoughtfully at Wang Zhiping's boxing technique, a look of shock suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Some people grow up in an instant.

Maybe, if you carry it with you every day, you won't see any changes.

However, when I look back, I find that my child has grown up and is no longer what I imagined.

Seeing this punch, Yang Wenzhong even felt that if he were to face him head-on, he would probably have to use the killing move in Longquan Sword Technique to defeat the enemy.

This punch shows domineering power on the outside and royal energy on the inside. It exerts three points of force and hides seven points of force. It is full of fun...

Could it be that in the future he will be another master of Huajin?

"puff……"

There was a slight muffled sound.

Zhang Kun seemed to turn a blind eye to Wang Zhiping's boxing technique, and just smiled and stretched out his hand.

Take it with one hand, hold it with the other...

As soon as I received the tea cup, there was a muffled sound, and the force of more than a thousand kilograms turned into layers of waves, and a wave came over me.

The round and soft undercurrent of strength turned into mountain rocks again, suddenly slapping down and causing people to resist or retreat.

But Zhang Kun didn't make any unnecessary movements. He still sat upright and calmly, with his wrists and fingers slightly raised.

call……

Wang Zhiping's huge body of 2.23 meters suddenly lost control. His whole body was like a puppet, being lifted into the air by the force of several fingers.

The feet are three inches off the ground.

He was frightened and wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't. There were mountains and rocks in front of him.

Even if I want to retreat, I can’t…

There seemed to be infinite stickiness on the teacup, which firmly stuck his hands there, and with great strength, they disappeared without a trace as soon as they reached his wrists.

It was melted away by a strange rotation of strength and softness.

Before disappointment could well up in his heart, the hot tea cup suddenly shook, and a shock force appeared, and Peng...

He stepped back, taking three steps back before he could stand firm.

Wang Zhiping's eyes were blank...

He was being manipulated like a puppet, unable to exert any strength in his body.

I can't quite believe this fact.

'Sure enough, am I still more suitable to be a loser?'

He stood for a while before he came to his senses, raised his hands and said with a smile: "Master Zhang's boxing skills are really amazing. That old guy Yin Fu died unjustly. Zhi Ping is convinced. Thank you for your advice."

There is a very profound truth and reason in the master's exchange of moves and the changes in strength.

After having a try with Zhang Kun, Wang Zhiping seemed to be able to realize that there was a lot for him to learn from. At this time, he didn't know where, but the man in front of him not only pointed out the shortcomings in his boxing skills from a high position, but also pointed out the shortcomings in his boxing skills.

Understand the path forward in the dark energy stage.

This kind of openness to try his best and perform his skills is more admirable than his boxing skills.

Wang Zhiping was grateful in his heart. He had no grudges at all and immediately knelt down and worshiped.

"Master Wang, you're welcome. The name of Domination Fist is well-deserved... If you break through to the point of transforming your strength and refining your marrow, let's try again."

Zhang Kun stopped him with a smile.

There are high hopes and high ambitions in these words.

In fact, he is extremely optimistic about this boxing champion Zhiping.

After all, even among the powerful figures who have left their names in history, in a time and space where they do not exist, the other party can grow to be so powerful.

Now that we have a glimpse of the road ahead, will we go further?

Boxing, martial arts, and all fighting techniques are actually very unfair.

Some people are so talented that even if they don't practice boxing, their fighting ability is very strong.

An ordinary farmer who knows nothing has a strength of 600 to 700 kilograms with every move he makes. He can grab his opponent casually, just like throwing a child.

When such a person practices boxing, he has an advantage many times over that of a boxer who is skinny and weak.

And Wang Zhiping is naturally gifted.

The future is limitless, no matter how you look at it, you are a talented general who rushes into battle to kill the enemy.

Of course, classmate Wang Xiaoya also falls into this category.

If you practice casually, your body will develop infinite potential, and your strength will be generated from your body as if it costs nothing. If you are strong enough, you will be able to fight without any disadvantages.

Seeing Zhang Kun's attempt at Wang Zhiping, he was not angry, but secretly gave him some advice. Yang Wenzhong admired him and put aside his worries and said with a smile: "Master Ye, Doctor Yang has already rushed over. It shouldn't be a serious problem, so don't worry."
Chapter completed!