"Brat, I, Zhang Haiyang, admit that I'm no match for you. If you have the ability, don't hide.”
When Zhang Haiyang heard what Zhong Yuemin said, he knew that he couldn't win against Zhong Yuemin, so he admitted it directly. He only wanted Zhong Yuemin to fight him.
"Since you want to be taught a lesson by me so much, I'll fulfill your wish.”
Zhong Yuemin didn't want to waste any more time, so he agreed to Zhang Haiyang's request.
After he finished speaking, Zhong Yuemin's temperament changed instantly. A sharp aura emanated from his body.
Originally, Zhong Yue knew nothing about fighting techniques, but he was a fighting enthusiast who loved to watch the fights of all the fighters in the world on the internet. There were also fighting techniques manuals, and he had memorized every single fighting technique and technique.
Fighting was a skill that every man wanted to practice, even women liked it.
Zhong Yue was obsessed with it, but due to his work, he didn't have the time to practice it.
It wasn't until he was reborn into Zhong Yuemin's body that the fighting techniques he had memorized were finally put to use.
Zhong Yuemin's physical fitness was very good. In addition, he had also practiced wrestling and mixed martial arts since he was young, as well as some traditional martial arts.
Therefore, he could now use the fighting techniques that he had memorized without any hindrance, as if he had practiced them for many years.
Zhong Yue suspected that this was one of the advantages he gained after being reborn into Zhong Yuemin's body.
Then, Zhong Yuemin attacked Zhang Haiyang.
Zhang Haiyang didn't show any weakness either. He retaliated against Zhong Yuemin.
Since Zhang Haiyang had used up a lot of his stamina, his attack speed and strength were greatly reduced.
Bang!
Zhong Yuemin punched Zhang Haiyang's stomach.
Feeling his stomach being hit by Zhong Yuemin, he instantly bent down like a shrimp.
Zhong Yuemin seized the opportunity and took a step forward to use the guillotine again, locking Zhang Haiyang's head.
"Are you convinced?"
Zhong Yuemin asked Zhang Haiyang for the third time.
"I'm convinced."
How could Zhang Haiyang not know that he was no match for Zhong Yuemin? He had lost to Zhong Yuemin three times in a row.
Zhang Haiyang knew that this was the third time he had lost to Zhong Yuemin. If he continued to be stubborn, he would probably become the laughing stock of the entire city.
When Zhong Yuemin heard that Zhang Haiyang had surrendered, he let go of Zhang Haiyang.
Whoosh.
Zhang Haiyang took a few deep breaths when he felt that he was not suffocating.
"Yuemin, Haiyang, the two of you are indeed the most powerful among us.”
At this moment, Li Yuanyuan appeared in front of Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang with a smile on his face.
"Hehe, I'm not bragging about the Yuan Dynasty, but now I feel like a dozen people can't enter.”
Zhong Yuemin said smugly when he heard Li Yuan's words.
"I don't think I've seen your fighting techniques before. Where did you learn them?”
Zhang Haiyang asked Zhong Yuemin.
"Why, do you want to learn?"
Zhong Yuemin stared at Zhang Haiyang and asked.
"Yes, I've never seen this kind of fighting technique in the army. I feel that it's very lethal.”
Zhang Haiyang nodded and answered Zhong Yuemin.
"If you want to learn, you can. Pay the tuition."
Zhong Yuemin reached out his hand and made a gesture of rubbing money at Zhang Haiyang.
"How much?"
Zhang Haiyang asked subconsciously when he heard Zhong Yuemin say that he could pay him if he wanted money.
"Three hundred."
Zhong Yuemin extended three fingers and said.
"Why don't you go rob them?"
Zhang Haiyang could not help but curse when he heard Zhong Yuemin say this number.
"This is my unique fighting technique. Is 300 yuan expensive? If you don't want to learn, then forget it."
Zhong Yuemin replied nonchalantly when he saw Zhang Haiyang's shocked expression.
"Alright, Yuemin, Haiyang, let's not talk about these things. We're all family.”
Li Yuanyuan said to Zhong Yuemin.
"Yuemin, this is Zhang Haiyang from No. 2 Courtyard, No. 81 Middle School.”
"Haiyang, this is Zhong Yuemin's Yu Ying Middle School.”
"You're from Yuying? Do you know Luo Jianguo from Yuying?”
Zhang Haiyang asked if Zhong Yuemin knew Luo Jianguo.
"That's my brother."
Zhong Yuemin answered Zhang Haiyang about his relationship with Luo Jianguo.
"Do you know Zhang Xiaojing from the 8th National University?”
Zhong Yuemin asked Zhang Haiyang if he knew Zhang Xiaojing.
"He's my classmate. We've always had a good relationship.”
"Hehe, then we really don't know each other without fighting.”
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Brother, if you want to learn my grappling technique, I can give you a discount of 100 yuan for the tuition fee.”
Zhong Yuemin put his arm around Zhang Haiyang's shoulder and whispered.
"Hehe, do I look like someone who has a hundred yuan?”
Zhang Haiyang asked Zhong Yuemin with a smile.
"Forget it. I'll teach you when I have time in the future. Let's go buy tickets!”
Zhong Yuemin knew that Zhang Haiyang wasn't someone who had a hundred yuan, so he enthusiastically took Zhang Haiyang to buy tickets.
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