I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 3 Dragon City arena, brutal killing

The thick black completely engulfed Yang Sheng, and the boundless sense of weightlessness enveloped him, as if passing through space and time.

After an unknown amount of time, when Yang Sheng opened his eyes again, what he saw was a huge boxing ring more than ten meters long, with thousands of seats scattered in all directions.

Countless fanatical crowds around were shouting and cursing crazily, staring at the two boxers who were fighting fiercely in the ring.

Underground Black Fist?

Yang Sheng rubbed his head, then denied his guess.

The surrounding stands seem to be divided into dozens or hundreds of different forces. A small group of people gather together, and only a few people with high status have seats.

It seemed that Yang Sheng was standing around a group of people, surrounded by three old men.

At this time, lines of cold, blood-colored words suddenly flashed in Yang Sheng's mind:
Time: late 70s
Location: Kowloon Walled City

Background: In the late 70s, there were many social groups in Hong Kong, black and white were not distinguished, and the order of the world was gradually forgotten.

The top ten big associations jointly held the Dragon City Contest, with the purpose of demonstrating force, dividing up the territory, and saving unnecessary fighting.

World Rank: Under Yellow
main mission:

Survive for three months or end the world early, reward: blood.

Get the Yulin Saber enshrined in Qi's army's army soul, reward: five rampant army souls, and end the world early.

Side tasks:

In the Dragon City Tournament, the top 10, top [-], top [-], top [-], and first ranks will be rewarded with a [-]% increase in martial arts specialization.

Note: The better the performance in the reincarnation world, the higher the evaluation level.

Failure penalty: If the main task is not completed, it will be wiped out immediately.

The reincarnation world performance evaluation is below Xuan, and ten years of life will be deducted.

There is a line of black text below the bloody text.

Personal information:

Name: Yang Sheng

Identity: Forty-Nine Boys under Hong Shenglian of the Sunset Society

Specialization: Guoshu Specialization 40%
A gift from Fatty Apostle King:

Hiding his identity, he was promoted to a disciple of a Guangdong martial arts master. He came to Hong Kong due to an accidental accidental murder, and joined Hong Shenglian when he had nowhere to go.

The specialization of Chinese martial arts is temporarily increased to 90%, and it will be invalid after leaving the world.

Note: Items in the reincarnation world cannot be taken out of the reincarnation world, but you can unlock the purchase permission when you leave, and exchange them with reward points.

Yang Sheng let out a long breath, and looked at his forearm, which was obviously swollen with muscles, and the memory of martial arts fighting that definitely didn't belong to him, but was imprinted deep in his mind.

In his previous life, he traveled north and south to learn martial arts for revenge, and spent all his wealth to worship several masters. Some of them were liars, but some of them had real kung fu.

One of the masters told him, what is kung fu?Kung fu is honed over time.

In ancient times, those martial arts masters practiced martial arts at a young age, and practiced kung fu for half their lives before becoming a bodyguard or guarding a home. That kung fu is the capital for him to live and work.

But now, after learning Kung Fu for half a lifetime, anyone who is killed or maimed can only go to prison and get shot.

So the era of kung fu is over.

Yang Sheng is talented, and his kung fu has already achieved a small success in five years.

It's a pity that he didn't practice kung fu since he was a child, he has lost the best opportunity, and he has obsessions in his heart, so it is difficult to achieve great kung fu.

But in this strange world, Fatty Wang raised his martial arts skills to the level of a master.

At this time, on the boxing ring, the two boxers had already decided the winner.

One of the fighters suffered broken tendons and bones, his face was covered with blood, and he was carried down.

An old man in a long gown took out two notes from the lottery and shouted loudly: "In the next round, Hongshenglian will play against the British Associated Press. Please send players to the stage."

A moment later, a short, short, long-haired young man with a bare upper body came up from the British Associated Press.

This long-haired young man has a dark complexion, his appearance has obvious characteristics of South Asian race, and his expression is ruthless and cold.

"Vietnamese Tiger Nguyen Phong!"

Seeing this person, the faces of everyone on Hong Shenglian's side where Yang Sheng was located changed.

Hung Shing United is one of the old associations in Hong Kong, and its qualifications are definitely old enough.

But now it has declined and has been mixed into the Sunset Club, and the entire club only has more than 1000 people.

However, the British Associated Press is a big society that is in full swing, and its sites are all in the center of Yau Tsim Mong, unlike Hung Shing United, which can only guard the corners.

The Vietnamese tiger Ruan Feng who appeared at this time is one of the three tigers of the British Associated Press.

It is said that Ruan Feng was born in the Vietnamese army, and his actions were fierce and brutal, and almost none of his men were alive or dead.

It was impossible for a Vietnamese to get a double-bonus red stick before.

But now all associations in Hong Kong are profit-oriented, and the rules left by their ancestors have long been forgotten.

Not to mention that Ruan Feng is Vietnamese, even if he is an alien, I am afraid that the Associated Press does not care, as long as he can fight.

On Hongshenglian's side, Di Wei, the only red stick, turned pale, and said to the three old men sitting in the middle: "Old Ding, those guys from the British Associated Press are crazy! They even sent Ruan Feng out in the first round!" .

How to fight this?Bruce Lee can't even beat him when he comes! "

A dark-skinned old man leaning on crutches frowned and said, "Ah Wei, you are the only red stick in Hongshenglian. If you don't make a move at this time, who will?"

Di Wei hurriedly said: "Uncle Qiang, the Dragon City Contest is the home field of their big clubs, why should Hongshenglian join in the fun?
If I lose, Hong Shenglian's face will be completely lost.

Why don't we just send some Sijiu up there, so that other people think that Hong Shenglian doesn't care about this kind of thing, just deal with it and forget it. "

The three old men looked at each other and nodded after a while.

Uncle Qiang whispered: "Which one should you let go to the ring?"

The younger brothers of Hong Shenglian subconsciously dispersed.

Who didn't know that Ruan Feng's attack was cruel and ruthless, and it was easy to lose limbs in the ring.

At this time, Di Wei pointed to Yang Sheng who was still there with his head down digesting the message: "Hey, that mainland boy, you go on stage and fight Ruan Feng."

The others looked at Yang Sheng with a hint of sympathy.

This Daluzi joined Hongshenglian only a few months ago, and he didn't have any big bosses, and no one was protecting him. Of course, this kind of job of sending him to death is entrusted to him.

And if he dared to refuse on such an occasion, he would be betraying the society, and the society would never spare him.

Yang Sheng looked up at Di Wei, then at the other Hong Shenglian people, grinned and said, "Okay."

Lifting his legs and striding onto the boxing ring, the old man in a long gown took out a life and death certificate and handed it to Yang Sheng and Ruan Feng, both of them wrote their names and pressed their fingerprints.

"The life and death certificate has been signed!

Victory depends on people, life and death depend on God! "

As the long-clothed old man walked down the ring, Ruan Feng smiled at Yang Sheng, and said in a slightly unfamiliar Cantonese: "Boy, are you from mainland China?

You mainlanders are the most annoying, I will crush your bones one by one later! "

Yang Sheng tilted his head: "The child was disobedient and was spanked, and fled to Hong Kong crying, how dare you speak harshly?"

At this time, because Vietnam repelled the Yankees and reunified the North and the South, its mentality fluttered, thinking that it could do it again.

The result of provoking the suzerain country was pushed all the way to the capital, and was beaten extremely miserably.

Ruan Feng was from the Vietnamese military, so he probably participated in that war, so he naturally had a deep hatred for the mainlanders.

Yang Sheng's words angered Ruan Feng instantly.

Ruan Feng's figure was like a cheetah, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, rushed towards Yang Sheng fiercely, and punched straight to Yang Sheng's face.

At the same time, he bent his left arm inward, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Sheng's neck.

This punch was just a feint, no matter whether Yang Sheng avoided it or blocked it, he had to face Ruan Feng's grabbing and locking his throat next.

Ruan Feng was born in the military, and all his kung fu was honed on the battlefield. He was extremely ruthless, and his moves were all aimed at killing people.

Yang Sheng tilted his head, but his eyes locked on Ruan Feng's left arm in an instant. His body was like a bow, and his fists were like thunderbolts, and they popped out fiercely!
Cai Lifo!Iron Arrow Fist!
Attack against attack, never move forward!

boom!
Ruan Feng felt as if his punch had hit an iron hammer, and just as his left arm was stretched out, Yang Sheng punched his forearm, and suddenly felt a sharp pain.

But Ruan Feng didn't seem to notice, he raised his left knee and went straight to Yang Sheng's crotch.

The pursuit of fighting in the military is simple and extreme lethality, and there are countless ways of this kind of viciousness.

Yang Sheng's originally tall figure suddenly became shorter like a ghost.

Stepping, pushing knees, piercing legs, lifting shoulders.

The four movements were done in one go, and he actually got under Ruan Feng's body, and directly flew Ruan Feng out with force from his shoulders!

The old man in the long gown who acted as the referee suddenly slapped his hands and exclaimed: "Jiugong Baguazhang, Erlang Danshan! The younger generation is so handsome!"

Ruan Feng was in mid-air, and hurriedly flipped back, staggering to stabilize his body.

But before he could react, Yang Sheng had already stepped forward with both legs, bent his arm into an elbow, and bumped towards him!
Bajiquan, Liangyi pile!Heart Elbow!
Ruan Feng crossed his arms to resist, but there was only a "click" under this elbow, his upper right arm bent instantly, and cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead.

Before Ruan Feng could react, the overwhelming fists had already smashed down crazily!
Bajiquan, random arrow strike!
Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and many people couldn't help standing up.

Ruan Feng, one of the three tigers of the British Associated Press, took down the three streets of Ma Yau Tei with a single military stab. Ruan Feng, who had just been hired with a double bonus stick, was beaten by an unknown forty-nine boy without fighting back. Power?

Ruan Feng, who was in the middle of the fists, was bleeding from his mouth and nose. He roared angrily, and swung his right leg towards Yang Sheng's waist.

Yang Sheng moved sideways and blocked Ruan Feng's kick, and his right fist fell like a sledgehammer. With a sound of "click", Ruan Feng's right leg broke instantly, twisting at a strange angle.

Tai Chi, stop and beat at a fixed pace!
Ruan Feng screamed and retreated towards the back of the ring.

Although the fighters in the Dragon City Tournament signed life and death certificates, they are not immortal. As long as they jump off the ring, they will naturally admit defeat.

But Yang Sheng just swept Ruan Feng down with a whip leg, lifted Ruan Feng up on his back, with his left knee up, and his hands smashed down!

There was a 'click'.

Ruan Feng's body was thrown on the ground in an inverted V shape, twitching strangely.

Not long ago, the Vietnamese tiger was clamoring to crush Yang Sheng's bones, but now Yang Sheng had his back broken.

Just like the country where Ruan Feng was located a few months ago, the confident clamor was broken by the autumn wind like leaves, breaking the spine.

(End of this chapter)