It seems that Zhou Zhenping is hopeless and has completely become the opposite of himself.
Under such circumstances, Yang Zehong would naturally show no mercy.
However, according to the practice of martial arts competition, both parties need to sign a self-responsibility agreement before the competition, so as to avoid confusion after the death of someone.
"Since you said so, wouldn't it be very impersonal if I didn't agree to your promise?" Yang Zehong said expressionlessly.
"I've already drawn up the disclaimer. You sign it first."
Zhou Zhenping laughed loudly, "Okay, I was worried that you wouldn't agree. But if you are beaten to death by me, don't blame me. You asked for it all."
Yang Zehong stood with his hands behind his back, silent.
Zhou Zhenping is no longer his disciple, and no matter how nice he says, it is in vain.
So he only has one idea now, which is to kill Zhou Zhenping and avenge his daughter and son-in-law.
A staff member of the martial arts gym walked up to Zhou Zhenping with several exemption forms. Zhou Zhenping signed his name without looking at it, and then said to Yang Zehong: "Master, it's your turn. Don't worry, I'll wait for you."
When you die, I will bury you next to your daughter."
Yang Zehong was sullen and stared at Zhou Zhenping.
Soon after.
Both parties signed a disclaimer.
Zhou Zhenping still smiled and said: "Old man, do you want to make serious preparations?"
Yang Zehong said coldly: "No need, why prepare too much to kill you? You are not who you were back then, and I am not who I was back then."
Zhou Zhenping laughed loudly when he heard this.
"good!"
"Then I'll send you on your way tonight!"
Yang Zehong shook his head secretly, Zhou Zhenping had gone crazy, it was time to kill him and eliminate harm for the people.
"Then, let's get started." Yang Zehong shouted coldly.
The voice fell.
Yang Zehong appeared in front of Zhou Zhenping quickly. In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Zehong was so fast that he turned into a black shadow, as fast as lightning.
There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, all amazed by Yang Zehong's skills.
Jiang Chengtao also murmured in shock: "So this is an A-level warrior? I didn't expect him to be so strong. A waste like me doesn't even have time to react in front of Hall Master Yang, right? In this case, Zhou Zhenping should definitely lose.
Already."
Yang Wensheng nodded slightly, confident.
Everyone is optimistic about Yang Zehong.
However--
Something jaw-dropping happened.
Yang Zehong threw more than ten punches in a row, but none of them could hit Zhou Zhenping.
You know, Zhou Zhenping didn't even move his feet, he stood completely in place and allowed Yang Zehong to make moves.
Yang Zehong was slightly shocked.
After ten years of not seeing each other, Zhou Zhenping has actually grown to this point!
He was indeed his most promising disciple back then, and he really had a few skills in martial arts.
Yang Zehong wanted to distance himself before making plans, but before he could retract his fist, Zhou Zhenping raised his hand and grabbed his arm!
Whoosh!
Yang Zehong's expression changed drastically.
He was already fast enough, but he was still caught by Yang Zehong.
Anyone would be shocked!
"you……"
Yang Zehong's tone was solemn and he said in surprise: "Zhou Zhenping, when did you become A-level? Your strength is already on par with mine!"
Everyone in the audience was even more shocked.
Zhou Zhenping is Yang Zehong's disciple, and his current state is actually the same as Yang Zehong's.
"laugh--"
Zhou Zhenping sneered, "Yang Laogou, do you think you are awesome? In the past ten years overseas, I have received more professional and systematic training, which has made my strength improve rapidly. Your training methods are too
It's old-fashioned and will be thrown into the garbage dump sooner or later."
"Shut up!" Yang Zehong suddenly shouted.
"You damn thing, I shouldn't have shown mercy in the first place, I should have killed you directly!"
The smile on Zhou Zhenping's face became more sarcastic, "It's a pity that you didn't do this back then. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. Now I am stronger than before, and I can already suppress you, and I won't
Made the same mistake as you."
Yang Zehong heard the murderous intent in Zhou Zhenping's tone and groaned: "You can try it!"
The next moment.
Yang Zehong turned his palm into a fist, advanced instead of retreating, and punched Zhou Zhenping in the chest.
Zhou Zhenping was punched hard, but not even a drop of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. On the contrary, Yang Zehong's fist was so painful that it almost broke!
"Next, it's my turn." Zhou Zhenping sneered.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Zhenping's wrist suddenly exerted force!
Veins protruding like horned dragons appeared on Zhou Zhenping's arms, and then Yang Zehong's screams rang out in the martial arts hall. His arms were torn apart by Zhou Zhenping! Everyone stared at this scene blankly, without any reaction.
come over.
Yang Zehong lost an arm and his strength declined severely.
Jiang Chengtao almost choked when he saw this scene. These warriors were really terrifying.
Cruel and bloody!
Yang Wensheng's expression also changed drastically. After reacting, he immediately shouted to Zhou Zhenping on the ring: "Wait a minute, we admit defeat!"
Zhou Zhenping sneered: "Admit defeat? How can such a good thing happen in the world?"
"The duel between me and him will be decided by life and death!"
Yang Wensheng wanted to say something else, but Zhou Zhenping turned to look at Yang Zehong and hit Yang Zehong with his fierce fist.
Yang Zehong was not Zhou Zhenping's opponent. In addition, his strength was greatly reduced after losing an arm, and he was even more unable to resist Zhou Zhenping's bombardment! At the beginning, Yang Zehong was barely able to resist for a moment. As time went by, Yang Zehong gradually lost his ability to resist. No one could resist.
It could be seen that Yang Zehong was already weak and was completely suppressed by Zhou Zhenping.
"Stop!" Yang Wensheng yelled again.
Zhou Zhenping ignored it and continued to strike, hitting Yang Zehong in the chest with one punch.
Yang Wensheng's eyes were about to burst, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. He roared: "Stop, if you don't stop, I will call the police!"
Zhou Zhenping suddenly laughed and then stopped his offensive.
"Can't afford it?"
"I promised you to take responsibility for yourself. Did you forget it so quickly?"
Yang Wensheng didn't care about this. He just wanted to keep Yang Zehong alive and didn't want anything to happen to him.
Zhou Zhenping glanced at Yang Zehong for the last time, then turned and left gracefully, walked down the ring step by step, and left the Hongwei Martial Arts Hall accompanied by Ma Boxiong.
Although the result of this competition was not announced, everyone could see that Yang Zehong was defeated!
Totally defeated!
It was precisely because of this that when Zhou Zhenping left Hongwei Martial Arts Hall, no one from me dared to step forward to stop him, for fear of being targeted by this demon.
Yang Wensheng watched Zhou Zhenping walk away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he walked quickly to the ring and wanted to send Yang Zehong to the hospital to reattach the broken arm. As long as the operation was performed within two hours, there was still a chance to reattach it. Even if the strength was no longer the same after the reattachment, he was still alive.
Fortunately among misfortunes.
When he came to the ring, Yang Wensheng's pace suddenly slowed down, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.
"Zehong, how do you feel now?"
Yang Zehong did not respond.
To be precise, there is no way to respond!!!
Yang Wensheng thought of something and his heart sank. Just as he was about to step forward to help Yang Zehong, Yang Zehong suddenly fell to his knees and fell to the ground.
Yang Zehong is dead.
The ribs were completely smashed into pieces and the internal organs turned into mud!