President of Supreme Soldier Wang Qiao

Lin Yuan also said with a disdainful expression: "You are the most bragging person in the world. May I ask you how to make your bragging so fresh and refined?"

"Bragging? Humph! It seems that I can't do well if I don't show myself well today. I hope you won't let me down." Park Zhendong said with a haughty expression.

"What nonsense, just say, how to fight, with a gun, with bare hands, or in any way." Lin Yuan asked angrily.

"Using a gun, I'm afraid you won't be able to dodge one of my bullets. Apart from using a gun, all other methods are fine." Park Zhendong responded.

"If I win you, you must tell me the employer." Lin Yuan said.

Park Zhendong sneered: "You can't beat me!"

"What you say now is to prepare for hitting yourself in the face later."

"Come on!" As soon as Park Zhendong finished speaking, he rushed towards Lin Yuan. His speed was so fast that even on the beach, he could still use lightning to describe his running speed. He has already advanced a distance of three meters. You must know that is the time since he started to start. Even Lin Yuan felt a little surprised when he saw this speed.

This man really has two brushes, it can be seen from his speed, no wonder he is so confident.

It's just that this speed is nothing to Lin Yuan, he can reach this speed casually.

Three seconds later, Park Zhendong came in front of Lin Yuan, and he kicked Lin Yuan's waist with a taekwondo whip kick. Whether it was speed or strength, his whip kick could be said to reach the goal. It has reached the point of perfection.

Lin Yuan heard the piercing sound produced by the opponent's whip leg rubbing against the air. From this, it can be seen how powerful this kick of Pu Zhendong is.

If it is an ordinary person, let alone counterattack, even if it is dodging, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

It's just a pity that he met Lin Yuan. After his whip kick, Lin Yuan's left hand suddenly struck out. He didn't choose to confront the opponent head-on, but when his left hand was about to touch the opponent's right leg , and then suddenly grabbed the opponent's right leg and moved to the side.

As the person involved, Park Zhendong felt the shock in his heart beyond words, because Lin Yuan managed to neutralize most of the force of his powerful whip kick with just such a casual hand.

And what made him even more incredible was that he actually felt a force acting on his right foot, leading his right foot to spin to the left.

That Pu Zhendong hurriedly followed this force, turned his whole body, then raised his left foot immediately, and kicked Lin Yuan's head with a backspin kick.

This time, Lin Yuan didn't use Tai Chi to defuse Park Zhendong's kick. He clenched a fist with his right hand and slammed a heavy fist towards Park Zhendong's left leg.

There was a loud bang, the fist and leg collided heavily, and then Park Zhendong spun in the air and flew to the side.

On the other hand, Lin Yuan stood where he was, but took a step back with his right foot. It was clear at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker.

You, Park Zhendong, only felt that his left calf was in severe pain in the air, and his entire face was distorted by the piercing pain.

Park Zhendong fell to the ground in embarrassment. His right foot hit the ground, trying to stabilize his body, but the pain in his left leg made him lose his center of gravity and fell heavily on the ground.

But soon Park Zhendong stood up from the ground. He held back the pain in his left foot, roared vigorously, and then rushed towards Lin Yuan again. As a killer, the most basic ability is not to be afraid of pain.

Park Zhendong showed all his strength, but in the end he couldn't survive a move under Lin Yuan's hands, and he beat him so embarrassingly. This made Park Zhendong, who has always been proud and used to it, feel really unacceptable.

If he can't accept it, he must use actions to restore his honor as the King of Killers. Although the title of King of Killers is only recognized by South Korea and a few countries next door, this honor is also considered important to him. Great honor.

He must defend his honor, so no matter what, Lin Yuan must be killed!
Park Zhendong used all his strength and rushed towards Lin Yuan.

This time, he used his fists to attack. He had already grasped a truth in kung fu very early on, that is, "kung fu in the world, only fast can not break!" '.

So when he attacked Lin Yuan with his fists, the speed could be described as terrifying. The average number of punches per second reached 7 punches. What is the concept?In his heyday, the boxing champion Tyson could only punch 8 punches per second, which shows how fast Park Zhendong's punching speed is.

If it's just that the punching speed is fast, it's nothing. The strength of Park Zhendong's punching has not been weakened because of the faster speed. Lin Yuan could vaguely hear the explosion.

It's just that his only speed is not broken, but when used on Lin Yuan's body, it didn't work.

Pu Zhendong tried his best to hit Lin Yuan with all his eighteen martial arts skills, but he found that the opponent was strolling in the yard, dodging his attack methodically. It's like playing with a child.

How can this be?

This is impossible!

Park Zhendong couldn't believe what was happening before him, and he tried his best to attack Lin Yuan, but he just strolled in the yard, dodging as easily as if he was walking, which is really unbelievable.

I am the king of assassins, my taekwondo and kung fu have reached the best level, how could I lose to him?

This is impossible!

Pu Zhendong frowned, roared angrily, maintained his attack speed, and continued to attack Lin Yuan.

At this moment, Lin Yuan said, "It seems that you are at the end of your rope, so let's see my strength."

As soon as his voice fell, Park Zhendong suddenly saw a fist blasting towards his side.

Head-to-head!Alright, I will let you know what it means to be head-to-head!

Park Zhendong concentrated all his strength on his right hand and slammed towards Lin Yuan's fist.

With a loud bang, Park Zhendong felt a huge force acting on his arm, pushing him back.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his body flew out behind him like a kite with a broken string.