He refused to move. Let's see how you deal with him. Park Jung-Woon's eyes were filled with killing intent.
He had completely forgotten that this was a competition and not a battle of life and death. He rushed over and arrived in front of He Zhenzhong. However, he stomped his foot fiercely and quickly turned his body to the side. Then, he arrived behind He Zhenzhong.
He raised his leg and aimed it at Lin Yi's back. Park Jung-Woon's cold smile deepened. He wanted to see how this guy would deal with it.
"Are all Han people as naive as you?”
Park Jung-Woon's face was filled with malevolence. He gritted his teeth so hard that they were about to shatter. This damned Chinese man still dared to be arrogant at a time like this?
Whoosh.
His right foot landed heavily.
If this kick landed on He Zhenzhong's weak back, he believed that He Zhenzhong would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
The entire audience held their breaths. If He Zhenzhong turned around, he would definitely move his feet. With this movement, how was he going to deal with the attack from behind?
"Dragon Wags Tail!"
He Zhenzhong's voice sounded.
Park Jung-Woon's expression changed. He seemed to have forgotten that in Chinese martial arts, there were many moves to deal with attacks from behind.
Bang, Park Jeong's foot missed He Zhenzhong's back by just a little.
He Zhenzhong's foot was raised back at an even faster speed and with even greater strength, and then it landed heavily on his chest.
Thump. A dull thud sounded in the stadium.
Park Jung-Woon curled up on the ground. His body was convulsing unconsciously due to the intense pain. Staring at He Zhenzhong who was slowly turning around, his eyes were filled with horror.
“yes。”Lin Xiaoxiao stood up and waved her little fist fiercely.
The audience stood up and waved their hands.
"Get lost, stick!"
"Go back to your country."
"Mr. People's Liberation Army is mighty."
The loud noise was louder and louder, as if it was going to flip the entire stadium's ceiling over.
In the midst of life's turmoil, He Chenguang's face turned red from excitement. He clenched his fists and stared at He Zhenzhong. A strong desire rose in his heart. He wanted to join the army and be like his big brother.
Lying on the ground, Park Jung-Woon's face was completely distorted. He would never let that guy off. He reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out a small bottle, twisted it open, and drank it in one gulp.
Immediately, Park Jung-Woon looked like a completely different person from before. His eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was heavy. Upon closer inspection, his face was still trembling slightly. This situation seemed to be similar to taking drugs that were similar to stimulants.
"Taking drugs?"
"Koreans, how embarrassing."
"Aren't you ashamed?"
He Zhenzhong frowned slightly. He looked at Park Zhengyun and snorted."So what if you're drugged? Believe it or not, I'll still beat you up.”
"Stop boasting, ah." Park Jung-Woon roared. He slammed his hands on the floor and jumped up. Then, he waved his fists and pounced at He Zhenzhong again. Under the stimulation of the drug, his movements became even more rapid, and the potential of his body had been fully stimulated.
Although his speed and strength had increased, Park Jung-Woon's moves were completely different.
Bang!
He Zhenzhong's body swayed, and his brows were tightly furrowed. This guy's strength had actually become comparable to his.
"Hahaha, how is it? Bullsh * t People's Liberation Army, you can't do it now, right?”Park Jeong laughed arrogantly like a madman.
At this moment, he could no longer feel any pain. His body was filled with powerful strength. He was confident that even if a cow was in front of him, he could easily defeat it, let alone He Zhenzhong.
The audience's hearts tightened again. Could He Zhenzhong really deal with He Zhenzhong, who was on drugs?
"If we can be invincible just by taking pills, then we don't have to train so hard. Hmph, damn stick, back off." He Zhenzhong roared loudly, his expression imposing without anger. The muscles on his arms, chest, and lower abdomen were swollen and hard as iron. The veins on the back of his hands were especially swollen like earthworms, which was a little terrifying.
A fist whizzed out, and the fist wind was cold.
He Zhenzhong's military uniform shirt even fluttered.
The power of one punch was so great. The martial arts instructor from Southeast University was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
"You hit me before, ah."
Bang!
Two huge fists collided.
Everyone's gaze fell on that spot, and they did not dare to breathe loudly.
Thump thump.
A few seconds later, Park Jung-Woon's right hand trembled and his body suddenly took a few steps back.
"Long live, long live the Uncle of the People's Liberation Army.”
Cheers rang out.
"How is that possible? How is that possible?" Park Jung-Woon muttered, his face filled with disbelief. He had drunk the medicine and unleashed his body's potential, but he was still forced back by a single punch?
"Ah!" Park Jung-Woon was pushed back like an injured black bear. He had gone crazy. He completely gave up on his moves. He wanted to use his tyrannical strength and speed to kill that guy.
Bang!
One punch.
Bang!
Two punches.
The two of them quickly exchanged blows, one punch after another.
Towards the end, his speed became faster and faster, and blood was already splattering out.
Everyone was shocked by the bloody collision. Blood and power were vividly displayed at this moment.
As for He Zhenzhong, he was still standing on the spot, motionless, like a small mountain sitting there.
Bang!
Another punch collided. Park Jung-Woon's right hand trembled and finally fell. He was not like He Zhenzhong, who had not gone through the arduous physical training of the army. Although he had taken drugs, his right hand muscles and blood vessels could no longer withstand it.
Lost, he actually lost? He lost after taking drugs? Park Chung-Woon felt that it was surreal.
Pa, a crisp sound rang out.
He Zhenzhong's bloody right hand shot out like lightning.
Park Jung-Woon's vision blurred for a moment before a hand landed on his face.
"You dare to slap me?" Park Jung-Woon covered his face and stared at He Zhenzhong in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
"This slap is for insulting our Celestial Empire.”
Pa.
Before Park Jung-Woon could react, another slap landed on his face.
"This slap is for insulting the People's Liberation Army.”
Pa.
"This slap is for your country to shamelessly snatch our things.”
Pa.
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the stadium.
Everyone was stunned and shocked. The courage and bravery of the People's Liberation Army were vividly displayed at this moment.
Park Jung-Woon was also stunned. His face was completely swollen and he stood there without any reaction.
Pa.
The last slap landed, and Park Jeong-Woon was sent spinning twice. Then, with a thud, he fell heavily onto the stage and could no longer get up.
He raised his right hand and reconnected his dislocated left shoulder. He Zhenzhong did not make a sound.
The surrounding audience was deeply shocked. The People's Liberation Army was too strong and too fierce.
He Zhenzhong came in front of Park Jung-Woon and looked down at him. He said indifferently,"I told you, even if you're on drugs, I'll still beat you up.”
"It's me. Pfft." Park Jung-Woon glared at He Jinzhong with hatred. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and fainted from anger.
"Hooray."
"Mr. People's Liberation Army is mighty."
Loud cheers rose in the stadium again.
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