The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 65
"Make no rules until you fall!"

Barton said word for word in front of everyone.

Lin Weiran said calmly: "You are a bastard, a racist bastard, I don't know where you have the courage to question the essence of martial arts in a country that has been passed down for 5000 years.

It would be too cheap if you just knocked you down, you need to pay the price for your stupid behavior, the real martial arts, only killing the enemy and not performing, today we are not only competing, but also deciding life and death! "

A ferocious smile appeared on Patton's face: "Wow, it's a matter of life and death! Chinese people, I like this sentence, and I also hope that your strength can be as powerful as your mouth!"

"as you wish!"

Lin Weiran clasped his fists and turned into asking hands.

Patton flexed his muscles and kicked tentatively. Lin Weiran clapped his hands, and Patton took advantage of the situation to retract his legs and punched again.

However, Lin Weiran didn't blink his eyes.

"The skill of Wing Chun Tingqiao is not to listen to the sound, but to listen to the strength. The strength comes from the force, and the force comes from the ground. All the muscles, bones and meridians are mobilized."

Lin Weiran was calm in his heart, he was listening all the time, Barton's punch had no strength, it was just a feint, and sure enough, he stopped the punch as soon as he got in front of him.

"Master Ye, you have a good apprentice!"

Wan Zonghua saw that Lin Weiran thought of Wan Ruonan. He had no children and pinned his hopes on Wan Ruonan, but Wan Ruonan had no interest in martial arts.

"President Wan, I understand you. You can't force anything. Our own will can't influence our children's pursuit after all."

Wan Zonghua sighed, and looked at the field again, "Master Ye, why do I feel that your apprentice's listening skills are sharper than yours?"

"This..." Speaking of this, Ye Wen felt uncomfortable: "Ahem, his ability to listen to the bridge and his chances are indeed outstanding."

Wan Zonghua suddenly realized.

"Could it be Zhang Tianzhi..."

"I didn't expect President Wan to know this." Ye Wen laughed dryly, and he didn't mention Zhang Tianzhi's stepping on the lotus leaf to cross the pond.

.........

As soon as he turned his gaze, the situation of the battle changed suddenly.

Lin Weiran was chasing the moon with the stars, and swung his two arms, crackling like whips, hitting Barton's body with great force.

Pain in his body, Patton gritted his teeth and raised his legs to kick sideways. The special military boots on his feet were extremely lethal when kicked on people.

Lin Weiran avoids the sharp edge.

Change your body shape to defuse the attack.

From the beginning to the present, it only took three to five minutes. The battle between the two seemed extremely fierce. Button's body was as immobile as a mountain, comparable to a master of horizontal training.

But he didn't know that Lin Weiran's physical fitness was even stronger than him, and not only that, Lin Weiran was also a master of Huajin.

Lin Weiran is not afraid of Barton in simple hand-to-hand combat, and coupled with his strength cultivation, Lin Weiran is definitely an enemy that no one wants to face.

Lin Weiran began to attack mentally, "Patton, that's it? That's it? You have exerted all your strength, and I haven't started to exert strength yet."

"I swear, you will die ugly!"

With both fists in front of him, Barton's body undulates slightly. He can attack flexibly and adjust his state. His physical strength has been consumed a lot.

Lin Weiran stepped forward, and Barton punched again. His muscles swelled and his punching speed was astonishing, but Lin Weiran caught his fist in the end.

He reached out and pulled, and Barton staggered suddenly, but he didn't panic. Instead, he kicked Lin Weiran's chest with his volley.

Lin Weiran let go of his fist, and hit Patton's leg with a sinking elbow, and then grabbed Patton's calf and hit the Heavenly King Tota.

Patton turned over in the air, and a big foot kicked him hard in the face. Lin Weiran took the opportunity to hold Patton's leg with both hands and pluck the green onion.

It hit the ground with a bang.

"I am going to kill you!"

Barton was so angry that he jumped up with both fists and grabbed Lin Weiran's shoulders. His iron knees shot up into the sky, but they were pressed down by both hands.

Barton refused to let go, grabbed Lin Weiran with both hands, and turned his waist to fall over his shoulders. Lin Weiran gently rubbed his body and supported the ground with his legs in advance.

At this time, Button was on top, looking down at Lin Weiran, and Lin Weiran was on the bottom, looking at Button with pity. Suddenly, he loosened his hands and fell down.

Patton felt that Lin Weiran's hand was like a knife, and he stabbed his throat fiercely. This is the Wing Chun killing method, Biaozhi!

If you play, you will break the law!

Killing method, kill with one hit!
As soon as the index finger came out, the iron finger was hardened, and there was a crisp sound, Barton's mouth suddenly opened, and his hands involuntarily touched his throat.

The body naturally falls forward.

Lin Wei then turned his back to the ground, swung another punch, and hit Button's temple sideways, preventing him from falling on top of him.

"Oh~ I'm so elegant!"

Lin Weiran clapped his hands on the ground, a carp straightened up, stood up gracefully and gracefully, turned and left without looking back.

"Master, let's go!"

As Lin Weiran spoke, he flirted with He Wen again, and the latter reacted immediately, and hurried to Barton's side to touch his neck.

Although there was no beating, he still shouted: "Quick! Quick! Quick! Send Officer Patton to the infirmary, he can still breathe!"

A group of soldiers quickly ran over with a stretcher, carried Barton to the infirmary, not daring to waste a second in rescuing a corpse.

Looking at Lin Weiran, Ye Wen, and Wan Zonghua, they slipped away with incredible speed, and they still did not lose their demeanor in the process of running.

"Boy Lin, you were so ruthless in your attack just now. It's nothing more than sealing his throat. He can still be saved, but the punch you made up later will definitely kill him."

Wan Zonghua had to admit that Lin Weiran was really daring. A non-commissioned officer in the Marine Corps was in charge of hundreds of people, but in the end he was killed if he said he was killed.

"It's a relief to kill Barton, but if you do this, I'm afraid you will be in trouble. It's just right, why don't you come back to Xiangjiang with me."

Ye Wen couldn't help but worry too.

Lin Weiran said: "Master, you are worrying too much, you all thought that I would be in big trouble, but it is not like this, sue me for murder?

Then there were overwhelming reports that the Marine Corps and senior non-commissioned officers were beaten to death by the Chinese?That is the most elite soldier in the United States, and they can't afford to lose this man. "

Even so, the two were still worried.

The three of them returned to the Martial Arts Association, and before entering the door, Wan Ruonan ran out and threw himself into Wan Zonghua's arms, weeping uncontrollably.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, don't cry!" When the baby girl cried, Wan Zonghua's kung fu was useless, and he was completely helpless.

After a while, Wan Zonghua walked into the study, and then he took out a letter that had already been written and handed it to Ye Wen.

"Master Ye, this letter is long overdue. Don't be offended, I have offended you before." Wan Zonghua clasped his fists and said.

Ye Wen took the letter but put it down again.

"President Wan, the moon in foreign countries is not very round. I often reflect on it. As fathers, we both have expectations for our children.

But I didn't consider the child's thoughts from the beginning to the end. I thought it through clearly. It's fine if Ah Zheng doesn't come to the United States. I just hope that he has a happy life. "

Ye Wen looked at Lin Weiran while talking.

"You have turned your energy, what are your plans?"

"Master, I had a fight with Barton today, and I had an idea in my mind that there are so many martial arts schools in the world that lack a chance to communicate.

I want to hold a competition, regardless of any martial arts, whether it is Wing Chun, Xingyi, Tai Chi, etc., karate, taekwondo, jujitsu, muay thai, boxing, Sanda, all genres can participate.

The rules of the competition treat all martial arts equally, so that fighters of different martial arts schools can compete under the same rules! "

Wan Zonghua's jaw almost dropped.

Ye Wen regretted it, he would have known better not to ask.

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