The car drove all the way along the cement road on the battlefield, but stopped in the open space under a huge searchlight.

There were two groups of people gathered in the open space, about twenty, divided into two sides, clearly divided.

Qin Yang walked out of the car and felt dozens of gazes falling on his face. Obviously, whether it was Zhang Long's people or Zhou Chang's people, they were very curious about who Zhang Long invited to fight this ring.

Zhou Chang is a thin man, thirty-seven or eight years old, with a fierce look. When he sees Qin Yang's appearance clearly, he has obvious surprise on his face.

Too young!

Although Qin Yang's temperament is much more mature than his peers, he can tell that he is only in his twenties at first glance.

The one Zhang Long found to fight him was this stinky boy?

Zhou Chang's eyes turned back to Zhang Long and laughed: "Zhang Long, is this the reinforcements you are looking for?"

Zhang Long said in a deep voice: "Yes, as long as you can beat him, then our bet this time will be considered as if you won. On the contrary, if you lose, you will have to spit out all that I have eaten up before!"

Zhou Chang smiled and looked confident: "No problem, from today on, there will be nothing you have to do here. You can go to your song city with peace of mind and be your dog-legged!"

Zhang Long frowned and then snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, don't waste everyone's time, let's start."

Zhou Chang snorted: "Since you can't wait to lose, I'll give you my best. The rules are the same as last time. Both sides do not move weapons, relying on fists and feet alone. Whoever is knocked down can't get up within a minute, and the standing person is considered the winner, right?"

Zhang Long turned his head to look at Qin Yang and asked softly: "Mr. Qin, this is the rule, is it OK?"

Qin Yang looked calm, glanced at the men opposite each of whom wrung sticks or watermelon knives, and nodded lightly: "Okay!"

Zhang Long then turned his head and replied, "Okay, that's it!"

Zhou Chang took off his top, revealing his somewhat thin upper body, and there were several rather hideous scars on it.

Qin Yang glanced at him and became more interested in his eyes.

Zhou Chang is thin, but he is definitely a trainee. He doesn’t feel like wearing clothes. When he takes off his clothes, the muscles are like bulging iron bumps, giving people the feeling of an explosion of strength.

Zhou Chang threw his shirt to a subordinate next to him, moved his neck left and right, then walked to the middle of two groups of people, stared at Qin Yang, and said with a ferocious look: "Boy, I hope you can hold on for a while later, otherwise, it would be too boring!"

Qin Yang stepped across from Zhou Chang with a calm expression: "I thought you would invite the people behind you to come out, but you went up by yourself. This is really disappointing."

Zhou Chang was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "Boy who is not dry, who do you think you are?"

Qin Yang smiled wildly: "Come on, don't waste time."

Zhou Chang snorted coldly, rushed towards Qin Yang, and punched Qin Yang's chin. His movements were swift and powerful, and his fist came out like the wind.

Qin Yang stepped back and easily passed the punch. Then he went to Zhou Chang's side, and hit Zhou Chang's back with an elbow.

Qin Yang did not use his internal energy for this attack, but the strength of this elbow was definitely not low, enough to make an ordinary person lie down directly.

Zhou Chang did not lie down. He just rushed forward for two steps, then stood firm, turned around, with a few more eyes that were surprised and alert.

He practiced horizontal practice and had a very strong ability to resist hits. When an ordinary person hit him, he felt like he was tickling. Even if he used a stick to slap, it would not cause huge damage. After all, this is how he practiced his skills.

Qin Yang hit him with one elbow and rushed out a few steps. This power is definitely not small. No wonder Zhang Long wanted to ask this kid to deal with him.

Perhaps, this kid is also a trainer?

Zhou Chang turned around and rushed towards Qin Yang again. He was not afraid that Qin Yang would hit him. As long as he could hit Qin Yang, he would beat him to Qin Yang. He could not tell how many people he had defeated with this move.

Zhou Chang punched Qin Yang in the face again. This time, Qin Yang did not give in, but directly stretched out his hand and blocked the way forward of his fist.

"Bang!"

The fist hit the palm, making a crisp sound, but the palm was still motionless. The five fingers clenched tightly and grabbed Zhou Chang's fist.

Zhou Chang was shocked. His fist was very strong. He could cut off several bricks with one palm, but he had no reaction when hitting this man's hand!

This is unscientific!

Zhou Chang suddenly twitched his fist, and his fist remained motionless.

Zhou Chang's heart sank, his body did not retreat but advanced, and approached Qin Yang and hit his knee, but Qin Yang's foot was one step faster than him, and he hit his knee first.

Zhou Chang felt that his legs seemed to be about to break, and it hurt so much. Before he could react, Qin Yang twisted his hand at Zhou Chang's fist, and Zhou Chang's arm was twisted ninety degrees. Qin Yang's right hand hit the reverse joint of his arm with an elbow.

"Click"

"ah!"

The sound of broken bones and Zhou Chang's screams sounded almost at the same time, and the faces of onlookers, including Zhang Long, suddenly changed.

So cruel!

Everyone saw Zhou Chang's arm that was broken in the opposite direction and broke into a strange angle, and a little cold air came out of his heart.

This guy is very ruthless!

Zhou Chang's arm was broken by the reverse direction, which basically completely destroyed Zhou Chang's arm. Even if the hospital was treated well, I'm afraid it would be useless in the future.

However, Qin Yang's attack did not stop because of this.

He looked cold and reached out and pulled Zhou Chang's other hand. In Zhou Chang's horrified eyes, he copied the previous action again.

"Click!"

Zhou Chang's left arm also showed a strange bending angle. Zhou Chang lowered his hands, and the severe pain stimulated every nerve of his nerve, but deeper fear had already grabbed his heart. In his eyes, this young young man was no less than a demon.

"Stop, I lost, I admit defeat!"

Zhou Chang struggled to take a step back, screaming in horror, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

However, Qin Yang did not stop, but continued to rush towards Zhou Chang.

"The rules we just set are not like this."

The rules just now?

Before Zhou Chang could react, Qin Yang had already whipped his chest with a whip leg.

Click!

Two of his ribs were instantly cut off, and he flew backwards and fell into the dust with a bang.

Zhou Chang screamed, struggling to get up, but suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind.

The rules just now?
Chapter completed!