The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 34 The Wind of Chinese Warriors
Zhang Zhengyi endured the pain and slowly raised half of his body.

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, like water from a floodgate.

Heart said: "I - can't lose face for the Chinese, can't - be humiliated by ghosts again!"

"what!!"

With a long howl, he squeezed out some strength with his last rationality.

Zhang Zheng straightened his waist and grabbed the ground with his head.

"boom!"

His head hit the ground so hard that Zhang Zhengyi finally passed out.

George wanted to play again, but the referee had sharp eyes and blew his whistle suddenly.

"Beep!"

"competition is over!"

George made a "Pooh" with a stinky face, he hasn't had enough fun yet!

The host quickly announced: "Second round, the winner, [Tomahawk] George--George!!"

Shocking cheers erupted in the foreigners' quarter.

On the other hand, on the Chinese side, everyone's complexion is not very good-looking.

Hong Kang quickly ordered: "Quickly arrange for a doctor to come and treat him."

At this moment, whether it is a member of the club or other Chinese, they all feel angry.

In the rest area, Zhang Tianzhi's eyes, like a lone wolf, were full of unkindness.

Jin Shan on the side patted his head and snorted coldly, "Damn it, this ghost, why does he look as hateful as a devil?"

Hong Zhennan sighed: "Although Zhang Zhengyi is a red stick, he has not lost his integrity, he is a man."

"But what that ghost did was slapping us in the face!"

Hong Kang said softly: "He is very conceited and arrogant, and he despises us from the bottom of his heart."

"Can you say that he violated the rules?" Hong Kang asked himself and answered, "No. He showed that even if I play by the rules of the game, I can still cripple the opponent."

"He doesn't care what we think of him at all, the way he looks at Zhang Zhengyi is like looking at a fun toy."

Listening to Hong Kang's analysis, several people around him scolded words like "bastard, bastard" one after another.

Look down on us?

I'll let you know what "every man's anger" is.

The cold light in Hong Kang's eyes became deeper and deeper.

The next few games were not as high as the first two games.

The contestants are some people who know a few fists and kicks, or those who don't know martial arts, they are all here to try their luck.

It would be best to describe it as chicken pecking each other.

"Match Ninth: [Jinshan Find] vs. [Xingyiquan: Chen Jinlong]."

As soon as the two sides played, they immediately attracted the attention of the audience below.

After watching many shows, even audiences who don't understand martial arts roughly have their own way of distinguishing whether they are Lianjiazi or not.

The two on this stage, no matter from their figure or temperament, they could be seen as Lian Jiazi.

Jin Shan patted himself on the forehead, and complained bitterly: "I should have thought of a good name if I knew it!"

As he said, he clasped his fists together: "My friend, let me introduce myself again. I'm looking for it in Xiajinshan. I practice "Shaobeiquan"."

Chen Jinlong also cupped his fists in return: ""Xingyi Dragon Fist"——Chen Jinlong."

Someone below shouted: "Good!"

"This is like the style of a warrior."

"Master Zhang Zhengzhang just now has not lost the integrity of a martial artist in China!"

Jinshan approached Heran and said: "Dragon Form Fist?! When I was in Foshan, I also fought against a martial arts master named Chen from Qinglong Martial Arts. He also played Xingyi Dragon Fist. I am not unfamiliar with this move. , don't say that I take advantage of you."

Chen Jinlong asked: "Then who of you won?"

"Hey!" Jin Shan grinned, "In less than [-] strokes, he was sent flying by me with the "open door bunt"."

Chen Jinlong's face turned cold: "Hmph! That person is not good at learning. Today, I will show you what the real [Xingyi Dragon Fist] is!"

After saying that, Chen Jinlong bowed forward and braced back, his knees were stretched out, and the soles of his feet were clamped inward, forming a stable support with irregularities and irregularities.

Jinshan asked for a big drink.

Also put on a boxing air, before the punch, after the punch.

The eyes of the two sides met, and there seemed to be invisible ideas colliding.

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded.

The two attacked at the same time.

Jinshan's boxing method is mainly based on point rigid force, supplemented by soft force, and at the same time pursues the combination of rigidity and softness.

Unpretentious, fierce and sturdy.

"Collapse, frustrate, point, twist, buckle, press, pump, divide."

In addition, he has fought against the same boxing martial arts master, so he naturally has an advantage psychologically.

Chen Jinlong's steps are light and heavy, and he advances and retreats swiftly.

"Round, slant, flutter, sink, drop, hair."

All kinds of bridge players played consecutively.

This is Chen Jinlong using the rotation force of the waist to drive the waist horsepower generated by the swing of the legs to pass directly to the bridge player.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of fists and feet colliding has not stopped since it sounded.

The people around who watched it applauded.

Hong Zhennan nodded slightly, with a smile on his face: "These two masters have real kung fu, but I don't know where to get a job?"

"Father, do you want to recruit them?"

Hong Zhennan nodded and said, "That's right, Akang, which of the two in the stands has a better chance of winning?"

Hong Kang watched the fierce battle between the two on the stage.

"The "Shaobei Boxing" that Jinshan asked Master Jin to attack when he goes out, defends when he returns, hits at the head, and defends at the head; while Chen Jinlong's "Dragon Boxing" by Chen Jinlong spirals up and down, and his figure spirals up and down. It has the potential to pierce the clouds and clear the fog."

"Both of them seem to have a lot of actual combat experience. The first round is only 5 minutes, which is too short, so it's hard to tell who is superior." Hong Kang said, "However, we should be able to see some signs in the second round. "

The development of the matter was exactly as Hong Kang said.

In the first round of the two, until the end of time, neither of them had a winner.

Although each of them received a few punches from each other, but in terms of their physique, it was harmless.

During the break, there was a heated debate in the auditorium about the outcome of the two, and some people even started betting on the spot.

Jin Shan asked his little brothers here to rub his shoulders, beat his legs, relax his muscles and bones, and activate his blood.

On the other hand, at Chen Jinlong's place, he was alone.

The second round will start soon.

"Beep!"

This time, the two of them skipped the first round of temptation and used their big moves directly.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fierce fist collision completely aroused the hormones of the people around.

Chen Jinlong's body rises and falls, he breathes and breathes naturally, his steps are flawless, his fists are flawless, and he is skillful and wonderful.

But after all, there was a lag in a certain move.

Jin Shan looked for a flaw, and the old punch hit him.

Chen Jinlong was punched several times immediately, and was beaten back again and again.

"That Jinshan is looking for Master Jin to win." Hong Kang said, "Because during the break just now, his friend helped him relax his tendons and activate blood circulation, and that Chen Jinlong, Master Chen, was short of this detail."

After that, sure enough.

After Jinshan found the upper hand, it attacked again and again.

In the end, he punched Chen Jinlong at the joints and dislocated his left arm.

"Master Chen, I've accepted it!" Jin Shan clasped his fists proudly, "However, your kung fu is much better than that of your family!"

Chen Jinlong supported his arm, enduring the pain.

At this point, he has no chance of winning.

Rather than stalking and finally being embarrassed, it is better to take the initiative to admit defeat without losing the final dignity.

He looked at Jinshan and retrieved a sentence: "Next time, I will win back."

Then he said to the audience,
"Referee, I admit defeat."

……

(End of this chapter)