Different dimension red alert world

Most people only see Wang Ling striking a handsome pose with a rainbow of momentum. Apart from being cool, they don't have any other impressions.

But the physical education teacher saw it deeply.

As for the posture of this military boxing, it is not too strange to him. After all, you can see instructional videos on the Internet, and you can practice it by following the gourd and drawing the scoop. But Wang Ling's murderous aura had to scare the physical education teacher.

Not everyone can have this kind of momentum. In the two years that the physical education teacher has been in the military, he has only experienced it from those veterans. These veterans have all performed special missions and gained these auras after a lot of hard training. But those auras and what Wang Ling was exuding now didn't seem to be on the same level at all!

In those two years, the physical education teacher had only experienced an aura similar to Wang Ling's from an army general he was lucky enough to see once. However, that general was truly baptized by war, and he would inevitably have some majesty from a superior person.

But what's going on here with Wang Ling? How could he, a student, have such momentum?

"This Wang Ling is not simple!"

Of course, it was impossible for the physical education teacher to suspect that Wang Ling had also been beaten on the battlefield. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of the reason. In the end, he could only give Wang Ling a more fair evaluation.

Of course, no one else thought as far as the physical education teacher. Even Zheng Long, who was opposite Wang Ling, had no idea what kind of monster he was facing.

After flexing his muscles, Zheng Long twisted his neck and jumped his feet. The posture looked a bit like boxing, and it seemed that he had indeed practiced it.

"Don't cry if you're maimed. This is what you asked for!"

After finishing the last sentence of ridicule, Zheng Long was not polite and moved towards Wang Ling with a hopping bounce. After getting closer, he quickly punched out. No wonder Zheng Long is so arrogant. Not to mention, he does have the capital. This punch is very strong. If it were anyone else, he might be stunned by the punch.

But Wang Ling was not in this group. He made a casual move and grabbed Zheng Long's fist. Before Zheng Long could recover, he pulled Zheng Long back, disrupting Zheng Long's balance, and then stretched out his legs to hit Zheng Long. The dragon tripped and fell.

"good!"

"Come on, senior! Good fight!"

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The onlookers wished that Zheng Long would be defeated. Many people were shouting and Zheng Long was so angry that he gritted his teeth. According to his idea, against Wang Ling, he only needs one punch to end the fight, but now, the script seems to be reversed!

"Come again, I was not careful just now!"

Once he fell to the ground, Zheng Long would not admit defeat. After getting up, he moved towards Wang Ling more carefully. This time, he learned wisely and changed the angle of attack, punching directly, trying to hit Wang Ling's lower abdomen.

But Wang Ling temporarily dodged the attack and punched Zheng Long right in the face with his backhand. This punch would be uncomfortable even for a tank, let alone a human being. If it really hit, Zheng Long's head might even be blown open.

But when the fist was only ten centimeters away from Zheng Long's face, it suddenly stopped, but the fierce wind of the fist roared up, causing Zheng Long's face to hurt.

Wang Ling withdrew his fist temporarily, but he did not take advantage of Zheng Long. He grabbed his wrist with his backhand and twisted it. Then he bent his left leg and directly hit Zheng Long's back. With a standard grappling posture, Zheng Long was knocked down. On the grass.

"good!"

The people around him cheered again, but the physical education teacher murmured: "Grappling style! But it's a little different from grappling style. Where did he learn it?"

"Depend on!"

In the battle circle, Zheng Long was furious when he heard the shouts around him. He wanted to break free, but couldn't move. Just when he was about to curse, Wang Ling took the initiative to let go and stood up.

After losing two games in a row, Zheng Long's face was in burning pain. But now, Zheng Long didn't care about anything else at all. He just wanted to punish Wang Ling severely. He didn't do anything after he stood up. He was ready to kick Wang Ling.

But Wang Ling's speed was beyond his reach. He quickly turned around and came to Zheng Long's side, then reached out and grabbed Zheng Long's belt.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was shocked because Wang Ling directly grabbed Zheng Long's belt and lifted Zheng Long up. He stretched his arms at 90 degrees and placed Zheng Long's entire body in the air. !

"hiss"

The onlookers gasped. He was a human being, and judging from his body shape, he weighed more than 160 kilograms. But Wang Ling just lifted him up, as if he was carrying a little chicken. !

How much power does this have to be?

The roommates Zhang Shengcai and Wei Bowen also glanced at each other. They were completely confused by this scene and could not say a word.

Not to mention them, even Zheng Long was confused. He looked at the artificial turf on the ground while hanging in the air, and then turned his head with difficulty to look at Wang Ling, who had a playful look on his face. His head was buzzing. .

After a brief trance, Zheng Long finally regained his composure, gritted his teeth, and struggled in the air with an expression of reluctance. But no matter how hard he struggled, Wang Ling never let go, only making him more and more embarrassed.

"You fucking let go!" After struggling to no avail, Zheng Long simply started to curse.

But this time, Wang Ling was not so easy to talk to. He sneered and said sarcastically: "I'm still waiting for you to beat me. Why can't you even touch me? With your skills, why are you so arrogant? I'll tell you There’s no grudge, I’ve shown mercy everywhere, but don’t go too far and make me angry, I won’t feel so comfortable next time, so get out!”

After saying that, Wang Ling threw Zheng Long aside as if he was throwing away garbage.

Wang Ling really didn't mean to brag with these words. Not to mention Wang Ling's current physique, he is almost a pervert and a monster. The Junxing Boxing he practices alone is enough for Zheng Long to drink a pot.

There is a war going on in the world of Red Alert. This army's boxing style will inevitably change. Many of the moves are killing moves, which are enough to kill people. If it weren't for showing mercy, Zheng Long wouldn't know how miserable he would be now.

But Zheng Long had no idea what was going on. He was thrown to the ground and hurriedly used his limbs to support himself. After standing up, he was about to continue taking action, but after seeing Wang Ling's cold gaze, his momentum suddenly weakened.

The excitement was not taken into account, and the place was not restored. Zheng Long had completely lost his face in this playground. How could he have the nerve to stay any longer?

But before leaving, he did not forget to threaten and invite a fight: "Wang Ling, you have the guts! You are a man. Wait for me at the school gate at seven o'clock tonight. No matter how many people you call, I must be dead today." you!"