Here comes the question: A thousand people go to fight one person, and three hundred are knocked down. How many are left who can fight?

The standard answer is seven hundred, but the correct answer is three hundred.

Some people helped and carried the injured brothers and left, then came back honestly, but some people left but never came back.

"There's not a single one that can fight."

Xiao Zhang sighed helplessly, feeling invincible and lonely.

He was fearless even when surrounded by a thousand people, let alone when there were only 300 people left who had no intention of fighting?

He didn't even break a sweat.

This is not because his physical strength is really endless, but because he is naturally cold as a Mao Zheng, and it is already after dark.

Not to mention sweating, if someone could touch his body, he would even feel a little cold.

"He's out of strength, he's definitely out of strength."

As the number of men in black decreased, the jumping dragon became more and more conspicuous, and once again spoke out to direct this unequal battle in which we were outnumbered.

It is true that I am outnumbered.

Inequality is also real.

But the two did not achieve a match in conventional cognition.

"Come on, pick up the baseball bat for me, come on, beat him to death."

As the sound of Fanjiang Jiao spread, the people in black who stayed under the spotlight gritted their teeth and rushed forward with baseball bats. Some people just took advantage of the chaos to throw baseball bats at Xiao Zhang, but not only failed to achieve Instead, he lost his weapon. At this time, he could only pick up the blood-stained baseball bat from the ground.

It is impossible not to see blood.

When he kicked someone's leg off with his leg, Xiao Zhang could guarantee that there would be no blood, but when he used a baseball bat to attack from a range, the force exerted on the baseball bat combined with the metal body of the baseball bat, the man in black who was hit was broken. At the same time, the legs were also covered with blood and flesh.

Three hundred people rushed forward.

Coupled with the smell of blood.

Xiao Zhang, who woke up first, should have entered a crazy bloodthirsty state by now, but whether it was the pressure brought by Uncle Feng, the talisman left to him, or the martial arts he practiced.

All of which allow him to have stronger self-control than before.

The blood shed by hundreds of people even turned the lush grass into blood red, but in Xiao Zhang's eyes it was no different from the red on Xiao Ran's lips.

Poisonous as snakes and scorpions.

Hiding among the men in black, she was dressed no differently from other men in black. Even her upper body was restrained by special clothes, so that Xiao Ran, who looked inconspicuous at all, had no idea that she had been discovered by Xiao Zhang. .

When the number of people dropped to only three hundred, Xiao Zhang's hearing, smell, and vision were able to be used to a greater extent.

How could he not notice the smell of a woman?

When Xiao Zhang was testing the effect of blood on himself before, he discovered that A Xue's blood was more fragrant than that of A Hua, Wu Ying and others.

If it was just because Axue had reached the level of An Jin, the blood of an An Jin master could not give Xiao Zhang the same feeling.

Xiao Zhang, who had turned into a zombie and slept for seventy years before he really started to see blood, had also seen the blood of many people.

The first thing that gave him an unprecedented bloodthirsty impulse was the blood shed by Dongxing Crow, a master of energy transformation. This almost made him have a serious accident at that time, but fortunately Uncle Feng was there.

As for Ashue, he was just an expert at the Anjin level, and the allure in his blood had already reached the level of Dongxing Crow.

This also allowed Xiao Zhang to easily come to the conclusion: zombies also like women.

Especially the untouched ones, it would be better if they knew kung fu.

Just the vague smell between his breaths made Xiao Zhang feel the urge to face the blood of a wild wolf.

The wild wolf is a master of Danjin.

I glanced at Xiao Ran many times inadvertently. Judging from the energy in her actions, she should only be at the level of Hua Jin, so she must be her and not him.

interesting.

Xiao Zhang doesn't think that Fan Jiangjiao and Ma Kun's trump card is the Hua Jin woman hidden among these thousand people. For him, Hua Jin is different from An Jin, Ming Jin, or even ordinary people who don't practice martial arts. any difference.

Kung Fu is a killing technique.

Crossing the line is a world of difference, life and death.

So there is only one truth: this Huajin woman knows internal energy, and even has special means to break through the horizontal and practice kung fu.

But Xiao Zhang didn't pay too much attention to Xiao Ran, as if he didn't notice it at all. Faced with a swarm of three hundred men in black holding baseball bats, it was just like the first battle.

Stand in the center of the spotlight, with your hands behind your back and only your legs exposed.

The proficiency of the powerful Vajra Legs is improving rapidly. Not long after he started, he has already reached the second level. He is only one level away from the minimum level of practicing the Vajra Indestructible Body Magic Skill.

Iron Palm also gained some proficiency by hitting the baseball bat in the previous battle.

Compared with practicing with iron sand, it is more difficult to hit a baseball bat that contains power and comes from different angles. Moreover, for Xiao Zhang, the martial arts of iron sand palm is based on the body's copper skin and iron bones and horizontal training kung fu. It is inherently easier than other martial arts.

Also entered the second level.

If there really is a personal attribute panel, the proficiency visible to the naked eye will definitely be higher than that learned earlier, and under the guidance of the fifth junior brother, an innate master, the powerful Vajra Legs practiced are higher.

Actual combat is the best way to practice.

Especially this kind of battle with one against many.

Being able to crush them does not mean that these men in black are really useless. Facing ordinary people, they can fight one against two or three. Some who have learned martial arts hold baseball bats and reward five Six or even a dozen is no problem.

Martial arts improve.

Xiao Zhang, whose physical exertion was not high, actually seemed to be more at ease than in the previous battle when the last three hundred people swarmed forward.

Standing on the roof of the command car were O and several senior inspectors, and some others rushed over to support after receiving the news. Almost all the police officers who were also standing on the roof of the car could see this.

"This is really..."

Someone murmured, but didn't know how to comment.

Holding binoculars, they felt like they were watching an action movie.

"How can a person be so strong?"

Someone exclaimed, their tone full of doubt, but it was not that they doubted this incredible battle of one against a thousand, but that they doubted their own worldview and the gun at their waist.

"Isn't he a Danjin? Are any of the Flying Tigers' Danjins so strong?"

Some people thought of the rumors in the world, saying that Xiao Zhang was only as strong as Dan Jin at best, and then compared it with some Dan Jin masters who flashed in their minds.

I found that the difference seems to be huge.

"We are senior inspectors, and Sir Huang is also a senior inspector. They are both senior inspectors. Why is Sir Huang in command and not us?"

This rhetorical question has a hint of resentment, but it speaks the truth, and it can also show that there must be a similar gap between Dan Jin and Dan Jin.

"He can practice kung fu horizontally, and I heard he has an immortal golden body."

Huang Sir was mentioned, so naturally he had to speak, and explained based on his extremely shallow martial arts knowledge: "You can understand that with the same strength, Xiao Zhang wore an invulnerable armor, and not only did this armor not give He increases the weight and can even provide him with some mechanical assistance to make him faster and stronger."

Some of the police officers at the scene were also good at martial arts. After all, the martial arts inheritance in this world has not been cut off. In the past, Ma Jun, a master of martial arts, could become a student at the police academy.

After hearing what Sir Huang said, he didn't know if he was flattering or if he really thought so. He agreed loudly: "Sir Huang is right. Practicing kung fu horizontally can not only make him invulnerable, but also improve his physical fitness and resist the enemy." The improvement of playing ability is actually equivalent to the improvement of endurance, so he can continue to play until now."

"Continue to fight?" A senior inspector exclaimed: "Can he really knock down a thousand people? Without killing anyone?"

Not killing people is the reason why they are still able to obey Sir Huang's order and continue to wait on the outside.

Young and Dangerous, you can hit them casually, no one is innocent anyway.

As long as no one is killed, it will be more comfortable for them to pack them up if they all fall down.

"It should... be like this."

Huang Sir finally told what he had known before.

Xiao Zhang had contacted him before coming, but not to ask him whether his superior should come or what to do after he came.

"I will talk to him. If he is unwilling to talk to me, then I will beat him until he talks to me. Don't worry, no one will be killed."

These were Xiao Zhang's original words and the original plan.

"But, you also know that people like Ma Kun will do anything when forced, especially the one named Fan Jiangjiao. So, if we start a fight, you must find a way to figure it out. Some people may die. , but I definitely didn’t kill him. Do you understand?”

This was Xiao Zhang's real purpose in contacting him.

This was also the reason why Sir Huang chose to take someone with binoculars to find a place to watch the battle when he couldn't get in.

Although this is not strictly a witness, it is at least somewhat useful.

And Xiao Zhang's battle also made Huang Sir excited, worried, relieved, expectant and fearful...

"I thought that the myth of Xiangjiang's underground world would always be about Lian Haolong's battle with one against a hundred, but I didn't expect..." A senior inspector held up a telescope and was reluctant to miss even a glance when he spoke: "This is really a battle between one and a hundred. Are there thousands of enemies?"

Because some men in black took the opportunity to run away while being beaten, there may only have been five or six hundred people actually involved in the battle.

But no one at the scene objected.

"Forget it, it's definitely one against a thousand. Even if Lian Haolong faced a swordsman and he faced a baseball player, no matter it was a knife or a baseball bat, it could kill someone."

"The new underground world myth, one against a thousand, those young and Dangerous guys will definitely go crazy. If Xiao Zhang blows the whistle and raises the flag... it will be too scary."

"The myth of the underworld? No."

The police officer with the highest level of martial arts negated in an exclamatory tone: "I prefer to call it...a martial arts myth!"

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