New York 1988

Chapter 90
It is said that heaven and hell are just a thought.

The same is true for the contest between Han Sheng and Saga.

One second, Little Wright was screaming excitedly, waiting to see how Saga killed Han Sheng, but the next second, before he had time to react, Saga had already been killed.

Especially when Han Sheng finally kicked the samurai sword in the air and nailed Saga to the wall, his heart trembled, and he almost peed his pants in fright.

Disappointed rage followed.

Kicked over Sasaki who had been fawning over him all the time, "He's all trash, thanks to you, he still has the face to brag about being invincible, and bragging about 'the man who killed the light', what the hell is that? No one can compare with a single finger...!"

What else could Sasaki say at this time, he could only bear it.

The other neon people also looked aggrieved, angry, humiliated, but helpless.

Who let their skills be inferior to others, but they were bragging about all kinds of heaven and earth before, especially when they just won two moves, they yelled so loudly that the whole audience could hear their arrogant and proud smiles.

Now, what can I do if I get slapped in the face.

Endure it, and you can still rush up to fight with Han Sheng—but if you have a little blood, you will go up, but there is no such thing.

When Han Sheng looked over, they all shrunk their necks.

To put it bluntly, everyone is afraid of death, and they are just the king of talking.

On the other hand, Han Sheng's group of relatives and friends is a completely different scene.

"Hahahahahaha, I have already said that something is wrong with him, and I said that Ah Sheng is absolutely impossible to be so weak!" Luo Zhigang laughed wildly with a proud face.

Daniel was also very arrogant, and deliberately yelled at the neon man: "I also said that no one can kill him, let alone you rubbish!"

William was even more interesting, jokingly said: "I told him, he uses his right hand...!"

Now, everyone burst into laughter again, still hugging each other, screaming, laughing and dancing, very happy.

On the other side, Michael Jackson hugged Han Sheng and patted him hard on the back, "Xie Te, I almost scared me to death at first, why are you so weak all of a sudden, and so strong all of a sudden!"

"Maybe I was too proud at the beginning!" Han Sheng said playfully.

"You kid!" Michael Jackson punched him with a laugh.

Next to him, Bruce Lee's disciple, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, who is more than two meters tall, stretched out his hand, "Congratulations, Vincent!"

Because of Bruce Lee's relationship, when Han Sheng opened the martial arts gym, he also came a few times, so he was quite familiar with him.

Han Sheng also smiled and shook hands with the basketball superstar who will retire next year, "I was scared when I saw you just now!"

"That's right, I thought you should have an advantage at first, who knew you, uh, how should I put it, it just felt like a joke at first!" Kareem shrugged.

Before Han Sheng could answer, Madonna rushed out, hugged him excitedly, and whispered in his ear: "Come to my house tonight, I'm ready for a party, remember, you must come!"

I'm a decent person.

Han Sheng really wanted to tell her that I already have appointments tonight, and there are many appointments, but unfortunately, Madonna has already run away.

……

The winner takes all. After the contest ended, Han Sheng received all kinds of warm congratulations and gestures of affection. In addition, the TV and media that day also gave him the greatest praise without hesitation.

"What is awesome, what is domineering, this is it!"

In the special program after the live broadcast of the martial arts competition, NBC host Rose pointed to the slow-motion picture and said, "Everyone should have noticed the last kick that looked like a flying dragon flying in the sky, but few people know it. In fact, this is a text. Center planned it immediately after the attack.

Look at how after he kicked Saga's knife, he didn't let the knife fall to the ground, but kicked the knife directly into the air.

This seems to be inexplicable and a bit redundant, but in fact, following the moment when he easily defeated Saga and kicked Saga against the wall, the kick like an antelope's horn just now was the real kick. It shows its mystery and magic.

Undoubtedly, Vincent has absolute confidence in himself...! "

"That's right, although Vincent was obviously injured before." Humphrey also said, "He is not arrogant or arrogant, but truly invincible.

He calculated the time perfectly, from kicking the knife into the air, then to crushing Saga, and kicking the opponent to the wall, all of this was done in the slightest, or every minute and every second, and finally With that incomparably incomparable blow that could even be recorded in history... "

"Without a doubt, this is definitely the most dazzling blow in the history of kung fu!" Rose nodded in agreement, "This is even more amazing than those moves in the movie!"

On the other hand, CBS is also working on a similar feature program.

There is no way, who is calling Han Shenghuo now.

Moreover, for the sake of effect, Luo Wei from Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall was specially invited over.

Um, at first I wanted to invite Han Sheng's father, Han Zheng, but Han Zheng was not too happy to be on TV, so he recommended him.

"Come on, let's see," Luo Wei was on TV for the first time in his life, and to put it bluntly, it is basically impossible for someone like him with a gang background to be on TV in his life unless he is arrested. of.

So, I was very excited, "Hey, before, Ah Sheng, oh, when Vincent was holding a stick, we watched his movements... Then, let's compare his movements when he didn't hold a stick. Is there any difference? Obviously, the former moves slowly and twists, while the latter moves swiftly and smoothly.

The reason is very simple. When holding a stick, his way of transporting energy has completely changed, just like we are used to grabbing food with our hands, and then suddenly changed to using a knife and fork, or it is more profound for us. Yes, before eating with a knife and fork, I suddenly changed to eating with chopsticks...! "

The host next to him immediately cheered and said: "I understand this, I understand this, I have no problem with a knife and fork, but with chopsticks, cheese, I can't finish a meal a day!"

Luo Wei smiled and nodded: "The difference between Vincent holding a stick and not holding a stick before is similar to what I just said!" This was actually taught to him by Han Zheng.

"Holding a stick, all of Vincent's exercise, movement, and dodge are centered on the stick. He doesn't know how, that is, he is not used to it, and then naturally twists and turns. The way to play all his strengths, including speed.

This is also the reason why he suddenly mutated after he lost the stick. "

"So, that Saga just won two tricks by luck, and his real strength is far worse than Vincent's!"

When the host said this, he asked again: "I heard that Saga is actually quite powerful. He is said to be the top three swordsman in the Neon Kingdom, and he also has a nickname called 'The Man Who Killed Light'. Then, Wen Is Sente already invincible!"

Luo Wei nodded without hesitation, "The so-called 'Wu Wu No. [-]', but with Vincent's current strength, it can indeed be said that he is number one in the world!" Sheng is not the most awesome.

But what are you waiting for if you don't blow it at this time, besides, the host obviously wants to hear this.

……

"Tsk tsk, it's like the kick of a flying fairy from outside the sky. It's no longer a martial arts competition, but an art. It's enough to pass down the legend through the ages...!"

At noon the next day, a group of young masters had just gotten up, and William was holding a freshly baked newspaper and was praising him.

"There is no doubt that Vincent has already surpassed Bruce Lee and is absolutely number one in the world!"

Daniel curled his lips, "It's a flattery!" He looked at Han Sheng, "There will be many people who will not accept it, and will want to challenge you. If you lose, you won't lose. If you win, you will step on your position!"

Han Sheng smiled and nodded, "That's right, last night Marvin Hagler, the middleweight boxing champion known as the bald devil king, said that our contest was like a circus performance, and it was all a show...!"

Daniel was immediately interested, "So, I mean how are you going to respond?"

Han Sheng smiled, "I have asked the agency to issue a statement, saying that I am willing to fight with him in what he calls a real man's fight...!"

"Damn it, really?" William and the others were stunned, and said, "Well, how should I put it, the strength of a boxer is no joke!"

"I'm afraid you misunderstood his strength!" Luo Zhigang curled his lips, thinking that with Han Sheng's strength now, even if the heavyweight boxing champion came, he would have to kneel down and call him dad.

"I believe in Vincent when it comes to fighting, just like what Daniel said, no one can kill him. What I'm so curious about is, Vincent, is your waist different from others? It's obviously what you said about restraint. Damn Falk, I feel like you have no restraint at all!"

Little George supported his waist. He worked so hard last night that he slept until almost noon and didn't recover.

So seeing Han Sheng's fierce face, especially after hearing that he got up at [-] o'clock in the morning and practiced for more than two hours, he immediately felt a [-]-point critical hit.

Everyone was curious about this question, so William yelled strangely: "Is there some secret formula that you didn't come up with?"

Um, this is also the big guy's doubts.

Han Sheng spread his hands helplessly, "Speaking of something that may hurt everyone, let me, this waist is indeed different from everyone, much stronger!"

The big guy was about to despise and mock him, but Han Sheng immediately told a very attractive story.

"I don't know if you have heard of a person named Ji Xiaolan in the Qing Dynasty of China.

This boss is amazing. He has to work several times a day. The book says that he—once in the morning, once in the house, once in the afternoon, once in the evening, and once in bed, is indispensable.In addition, there are often those who are lucky enough to take advantage of it.

Note that people still feel uncomfortable if they don’t do it, and they will feel uncomfortable if they don’t do it. Even when the emperor asked him to do something, he had to let the maid accompany him because of this....

Moreover, he did not collapse or even die suddenly because of his ignorance of restraint. He lived to be a full 82 years old in the Qing Dynasty when the average person was only in his forties. So, now that the average person is in his sixties, It is equivalent to more than one hundred.

So, you say his waist is awesome or not.

However, if he compares with me, he may be a little bit worse! "

Good guy, the group of people were stunned.

After a while, William curled his lips, "I'll wipe it, it's as if it's true!"

Han Sheng just smiled slightly, he really felt that his waist was okay.

This is his own diagnosis as a great national doctor, after all, his body itself is a bug, isn't it?

Otherwise, how dare he be so ridiculous.

Others were dumbfounded because he seemed to be telling the truth.

After a long while, they complained together depressedly:

"Xie Te, I hate you...!"

"God is not open, what is this shameless person doing?"

"Don't say that we are still good friends..."

"Nanette, you really are not a son of man!"

PS: Ask for a ticket!

(End of this chapter)