Zhao Yan has experienced many fights, and has more than one life in his hands. Coupled with his strong strength, this makes his momentum very powerful.
After possessing [Tiger Power], Zhao Yan, who has mastered the divine attack, is even more precise in terms of momentum.
He used Witness and Divine Strike on Hu Ao just now, completely intimidating him in terms of momentum!
The presenter and the audience were all dumbfounded.
One second he was pointing at Zhao Yan aggressively, ready to say harsh words, but the next second Zhao Yan glanced at him and suddenly gave up?
You are the famous 'Blood General' who once made countless people fearful!
Hu Ao's performance caused an uproar at the scene, with a lot of discussion and even boos.
The host was also very embarrassed and could only quickly get over this link and let the two of them exit.
"Vital strength 79."
At the same time, in the audience below, a white man wearing glasses completed data collection on Zhao Yan.
He is using a two-star A-level equipment life detector. When Longteng Club was hunting down Lu Zhuo, he also used this equipment. It can detect life fluctuations within a certain range, and can also make a rough estimate of the target's life strength based on the life fluctuations of the target. Evaluate.
Generally, the life strength of a normal person is around 10. The life strength of a top athlete or a top soldier can be close to 20.
When Zhao Yan chased Lu Zhuo, his life strength was detected to be 58. In just one month, his life strength had increased to 79!
The white man sent the detected data.
In a training venue, a man with his upper body naked, showing his solid muscles, was hitting a human-shaped target in front of him.
This humanoid target is made of special steel, very strong, and has sensors installed all over its body.
When a man punches a human-shaped target, the intensity of his punch will be displayed on the electronic screen nearby:
1.67T!
1.63T!
1.65T!
Values are constantly displayed on the electronic screen.
For this special punching strength tester, the unit 'T' stands for tons, which means that the force of each punch of this man exceeds a ton!
The man is none other than Morgan Rhodes, who has recently made a splash in the fighting world of the country.
If someone sees his punching power at this time, it will definitely cause an uproar, because among the current UFC fighters, the heaviest punching power record does not exceed 300 kilograms, and Morgan Rhodes's punching power has exceeded Several times the highest record!
If such a fist hits the human body, it is actually not much different from a 'dump truck Iai'.
Morgan Rhodes kept his punch power at the level of 1.6T. After punching a hundred punches in a row, he gasped slightly and then started kicking.
boom!
The human-shaped target made of steel trembled slightly, and the value displayed on the electronic screen was:
3.3T!
This is a kick that weighs more than 3 tons!
After kicking a hundred times in succession, Morgan Rhodes stopped, began to adjust his breathing, and restored his physical strength according to the breathing method taught by the Sacred Heart Style.
At this moment, someone walked into the training venue. It was a black man wearing training uniform.
"Mogan."
The black man yelled.
"Sir."
Morgan Rhodes saluted.
"As for the Chinese named Zhao Yan, the detection results came out. His life strength is 79. It is initially determined that he has undergone more than three levels of fourth-level genetic enhancement in the fighting field, and he is most likely a two-star fighter. "
The black chief said to Morgan Rhodes.
"Life strength 79? Two-star fighter?"
Morgan Rhodes nodded, "That's okay. If the opponent is too weak and it's not good for publicity, let me have a peak showdown with him."
His life strength is 82, making him a peak two-star, level 6 fighter!
The Star Alliance chose to let him stand out and become a new fighting star, firstly because he is an outstanding student of the Sacred Heart style, and secondly because he has a good personal image and is suitable for publicity.
"Mogan, what the organization needs is 100% victory. If you lose, all the early publicity work will be in vain."
said the black chief.
Morgan Rhodes looked at the other party without showing any signs of weakness:
"I will not lose! Sir! I will let the whole world see that Sacred Heart Style is the strongest fighting technique in the world!"
The black officer looked at him for a moment and nodded:
"We'll give you a chance to prove it."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
A moment later, the sound of a human target being hit was heard again in the training venue.
boom! boom! boom!
October 8th, 8pm sharp China time.
The new edition of UFC officially begins.
Because Zhao Yan is involved in tonight's game, there is also a video platform in Longguo that broadcasts tonight's game simultaneously.
"Dad, the game is about to start."
Zhao Yan's mother shouted loudly, and Zhao Yan's father sat beside her.
Today happened to be Saturday, and the couple took the train back to their hometown to visit Zhao Yan's grandfather, Zhao Xianming.
They naturally knew about Zhao Yan going abroad to play competitions.
Although he was surprised, seeing that Zhao Yan had achieved very good results, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother finally chose to support their son.
Not to mention Zhao Xianming, he was so happy when he heard that his grandson was going to use Chinese Kung Fu to stand on the world stage and promote Chinese martial arts to the world!
"coming!"
Zhao Xianming quickly walked into the living room, sat on a chair and looked at the laptop on the table in front of him.
This UFC match was not broadcast live on the TV and could only be watched through the online platform, so Zhao’s father brought his laptop over to watch the live broadcast on the video website.
"When will Xiaoyan appear?"
Zhao Xianming asked.
"It was just explained that Xiaoyan's game has been scheduled to be the last one, so we have to wait."
Mother Zhao said.
As for Zhao's father, he sat aside without saying a word, his expression a little stiff.
Over the years, the relationship between father and son has not been harmonious, and they could not say a few words when they met.
If it weren't for watching Zhao Yan's game this time, neither father and son would sit together.
Soon, the game started.
The first game was a women's strawweight match, with two top-ranked women's fighters fighting fiercely in the Octagon.
Soon, both of them saw blood.
This made Zhao’s mother who was watching the game a little worried:
"Xiao Yan, are you going to fight like this soon? Will you get hurt?"
"Fighting competitions are like this, and it's a regular competition. There are referees watching and doctors on the sidelines. Everything will be fine."
Father Zhao comforted him.
Zhao Xianming remained silent and did not comment.
In his opinion, such a scene is nothing. When he was young, he entered the world and competed with others. That scene was called bloody!
After the first match, the second match was a men's middleweight match.
This time Zhao Xianming took it more seriously. He wanted to see what kind of martial arts level the players had in what is now known as the world's highest level fighting competition.
After watching for a few minutes, Zhao Xianming nodded slightly.
If they are just competing to determine the outcome, the two players' fighting styles in the ring are indeed very powerful. They are simple and direct, with fast transitions between offense and defense, quick reactions, and good rhythm changes.
"Dad, compared with them, Xiaoyan, who is more powerful?"
Mother Zhao suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xianming said calmly and firmly:
"Xiaoyan is even better!"
"Ladies and gentlemen, what follows is the most eye-catching and most anticipated game of the night!"
"This will be the second cross-class fight in UFC history, and it will also be the biggest weight difference in history!"
"Here is the 'Kung Fu Dragon' from the Dragon Kingdom - Zhao Yan, who is 1.78 meters tall and weighs 80.2kg!!!"
At the UFC competition, as the host finished speaking, Zhao Yan walked out of the player tunnel.
Coach Sun followed him, feeling much more excited than Zhao Yan!
When he was a professional player, his biggest dream was to enter the UFC, but unfortunately he was unable to obtain this qualification until he retired.
Now he has finally arrived at the stage of his dreams. Although he has changed his identity, he is still very excited.
Looking at Zhao Yan's back in front of him, Coach Sun's eyes were filled with gratitude.
He didn't expect that Zhao Yan, who had just made an agreement casually at the beginning, could actually lead him here step by step.
A man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
Zhao Yan's original promise now seems to be worth thousands of gold!
Soon, Zhao Yan entered the ring, and his opponent Juao Nelson entered the ring after him and also entered the ring.
With the shock in his eyes yesterday, Hu Ao looked at Zhao Yan with a very serious expression.
He had seen the match in which Zhao Yan defeated Yuriko. Zhao Yan's strength was indeed terrifying, but a fighting match was not a strongman match. Whoever was stronger would definitely win.
Hu Ao was originally confident that he could defeat Zhao Yan with his superb skills, but after being looked at by Zhao Yan yesterday, he suddenly lost confidence.
"Game start!"
The referee announced the start of the game.
Hu Ao attacked immediately!
Although he lacks confidence, he will still strictly implement the tactics prepared in advance.
In the eyes of him and the technical team behind him, the most terrifying thing about Zhao Yan is his unreasonable power. If he wants to deny the opponent a chance to exert his power, he must attack and use continuous offensives to take the initiative.
Hu Ao hit Zhao Yan in the face with a jab with his front hand, and was ready to follow up with a heavy punch from his back hand.
Zhao Yan clasped his hands in front of his chest, and quickly stepped towards the right to get out of the way of Hu Ao's fist. His left arm hit Hu Ao's right arm like lightning, and he wrapped it upwards, towards the front, with his right hand. At the same time, he pressed on the opponent's waist and pushed forward.
brush--
boom!
Hu Ao was thrown hard by Zhao Yan and flew out!
"good!"
On the other side of the ocean, Zhao Xianming, who saw this scene through the computer screen, slapped his thigh suddenly and cheered loudly:
"What a way to part the wild horse's mane!"
He naturally recognized that Zhao Yan had just used Tai Chi's wild horse parting mane, but this move was different from the standard move. It was a practical version.
Originally, Father Zhao and Mother Zhao were very worried about their son's safety when they saw how big Zhao Yan's opponent was, but now they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In the ring, Hu Ao was a little confused after being thrown out by Zhao Yan.
At that moment, he felt as if he had been sucked into a whirlpool, and before he could adjust his body, he flew out uncontrollably!
"Huao, keep fighting! Attack! Attack!"
The coach on the sidelines shouted loudly, causing Hu Ao to come to his senses, stand up again, and continue to attack Zhao Yan.
Snapped! boom--
Not surprisingly, Hu Ao was thrown away again by Zhao Yan using Tai Chi moves.
Next, Hu Ao stood up again and again, launched an attack on Zhao Yan, and was thrown away by Zhao Yan again and again.
As a top professional player, Hu Ao's ability to fight against blows is naturally top-notch. When Zhao Yan deliberately kept his hands, he could withstand the fall.
But being thrown away again and again without any resistance is really damaging to your self-confidence!
The audience was also stunned.
Zhao Yan defeated Yuriko before, showing overwhelming strength, but this time he showed the world the exquisite skills of Chinese Kung Fu!
Every seemingly understated move contains indescribable power and beauty. That kind of strength that is easy to grasp, and that kind of indescribable rhythm change, it is really the style of a master!
"good!"
"OK!"
"Well done!"
Zhao Xianming, who was watching the game, kept shouting excitedly.
Father Zhao on the side looked at him secretly. He had not seen his father so happy for a long, long time.
"Dad, did you teach Xiaoyan all this?"
Father Zhao suddenly asked cautiously.
Zhao Xianming was startled and glanced at his son:
"I didn't teach it, could it be you?"
Father Zhao smiled coquettishly: "I just want to say that you taught me well!"
Zhao Xianming was silent for a moment, did not speak, and continued to watch the game.
The atmosphere in the room was a little cold.
It was not until Hu Ao got up in the ring for a long time that the referee announced the end of the game and Zhao Yan's victory. The three people in the room cheered at the same time:
"Win! Win!"
"Xiaoyan wins!"
"beautiful!"
Seeing Zhao Xianming's excited expression, Zhao's father suddenly said:
"Dad, I'm so happy today. Can I have a drink with you?"
Zhao Xianming was startled, looked at his son, and said in a cold voice after a long time:
"OK."
A smile broke out on Father Zhao's face.
When Zhao's mother heard this, she stood up quickly:
"I'll get you two snacks to go with your drinks."
"Zhao Yan!"
"Zhao Yan!"
"Zhao Yan!"
Game scene.
Regardless of nationality, gender, or skin color, everyone is shouting these two words loudly.
Zhao Yan completely conquered them with Chinese Kung Fu!
At the same time, the number of people watching the game in the live broadcast room in Longguo also exceeded one million, and the comments from netizens had all changed to:
"Who is doing Tai Chi? It's booming!"
Zhao Yan, who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd, glanced at [Road to Glory] and saw that the number of people had become (4637543/10000000).
In one game, more than one million people were added, and the number of people continues to grow at an extremely fast rate!
At 11:17 pm China time, Zhao Yan and his group left the competition venue by car.
Lu Yuan strongly requested to celebrate and treat him as a treat.
So the group found a luxurious Western restaurant and booked it to celebrate.
At 0:35 in the morning, everyone returned to the hotel by car. Everyone drank a lot of wine, and Zhao Yan also drank some, but he still maintained his consciousness.
At 1:05 in the morning, everyone returned to the hotel and Zhao Yan returned to his room.
At 1:08 a.m., a man wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a black trench coat, covering himself tightly, walked into the hotel lobby.
At 1:13 in the morning, the man took the elevator to the fifth floor, came to Zhao Yan's door, and knocked on the door.
At the same time, Zhao Yan, who was washing up, felt wary.
Asking for monthly ticket
(End of chapter)
