Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 30 The Master of Chuanwu Played GG
At around 10:[-] in the morning, Tang Li appeared in the Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

In the Dragon Martial Arts Hall, live broadcast equipment has been set up, and many people gather and discuss.

"Master Tang, hello."

"I didn't expect Master Tang to be so young. He became a master of martial arts at such a young age. He is really young and promising!"

Jiang Xianlong led Yang Biao, Zhou Ye and others to meet him, stretched out his palm to Tang Li, and said with a smile.

"Can the competition begin?"

Tang Li looked at the arena. The referees and staff were all ready. Obviously, Jiang Xianlong had already planned for this competition.

"It seems that Master Tang is very willing to fight!"

Yang Biao raised the corner of his mouth and said.

"I'm fine, I can start anytime." Immediately, he clenched his fist and said.

"Both of you please sign the waiver."

The staff took the disclaimer and asked Tang Li and Yang Biao to sign it.

[The contest between modern martial arts and traditional martial arts has started again, which is very exciting. 】

[Is it a battle of revenge in modern martial arts, or a battle to rectify the name of martial arts? 】

[It is said that this master of martial arts practiced Taijiquan. After losing Wing Chun, he came to Taiji again. If they lose again this time, I don’t know if they have the face to send Xingyi, Bagua, Tiger Fist and Crane Fist?If it really doesn't work, how about sending someone who knows Nine Suns Magic Art and Shaolin 72 stunts?Using Qi to control the sword and cross the Kyushu, wouldn't it be directly invincible? 】

[I don't know how many rounds this Tai Chi expert can last? 】

……

In the staff seat, Lu Ziyan was holding a tablet, watching the Lieya website and the live broadcast room of Longwuguan.

In the live broadcast room, many barrage comments have emerged.

"These people are all sailors invited by the Dragon Martial Arts Hall."

Lu Ke looked at it and frowned.

Lu Ziyan smiled and said, "It's okay, I've arranged for someone too."

"That's right." Lu Ziyan seemed to have thought of something, and asked Lu Ke: "Brother, if you compete with Yang Biao, can you win?"

Lu Ke pondered: "It's hard to say, the outcome is between five and five."

Lu Ziyan nodded, "Then I don't worry, this competition, I believe Master Tang will definitely win."

Lu Ke: "..."

……

"It is not allowed to hit vital organs such as eyeballs, throat, and perineum."

"The round ends, stop immediately, and no more shots are allowed."

"It is not allowed to use insulting language in the ring to deliberately provoke the other party."

……

On the ring, the referee announced the rules.

Tang Li and Yang Biao have also entered the ring.

Tang Li wore a white exercise suit and cloth shoes. His body was tall and slender, floating, yet with a sense of well-being.

On the opposite side, Yang Biao clenched his fists with both hands, with a smile on his lips, looking at Tang Li contemptuously.

For Yang Biao——
Tang Li already knew something about it before.

Yang Biao, once the national middleweight fighting champion, has a wild and fierce fighting style. It is said that 80% of the matches he won ended in KO opponents.

Obviously, he is also stronger than Zhou Ye.

"Prepare--"

"start!"

The referee waved his palm and announced the official start of the game.

Swish--
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Yang Biao stepped out suddenly, turned his body sideways, and hit Tang Li with an uppercut with his right hand.

Yang Biao was tall and strong, he clenched his fist and slammed forward like a tiger leaping towards him.

Tang Li's eyes were slightly fixed, he stepped forward, his right hand stretched out, and collided with Yang Biao's uppercut fist.

boom--
Meat vs. meat.

Bone to bone collision.

There was a muffled sound.

"Huh?" Yang Biao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Li's physical strength surprised him a little.

The cultivation of the iron cloth shirt showed results.

With his right fist retracted, Yang Biao's eyes sank. Without giving Tang Li a chance to breathe, he stepped forward again, left uppercut, right uppercut, jab and swing. A series of combined punches, like a storm, attacked Tang Li.

Tang Li resolved them one by one.

Now, his understanding and mastery of Taijiquan has reached the state of being proficient in the heart and penetrating it with his mind. When he moves, he naturally integrates Taijiquan's intentions, flowing clouds and flowing water, turning smoothly and seamlessly.

At the same time, his current physical body/physique has reached 15, which is a level improvement compared to ordinary people.

Yang Biao's series of punches, in the eyes of ordinary people, may be like a storm, wild and unstoppable.

But in Tang Li's eyes——
It's nothing.

In his heart, he was even slightly disappointed.

……

Another straight punch.

Yang Biao sneered, and his right fist hit Tang Li directly in the face.

With five fingers in Tang Li's palm, he spun out and grasped Yang Biao's right wrist. He swung his right arm in a circle, like a Taiji wheel, and Yang Biao was thrown into the air. on the ground.

"what?"

Surrounding the arena, the sudden changes made the crowd startled.

【what happened? 】

[Did Yang Biao slip, why did he fall? 】

[Hehe, a group of laymen, this is the mystery of Tai Chi, don't you even understand this? 】

[6666, the martial arts master played GG. 】

……

In the live broadcast room, various comments also appeared.

"How are you?"

Yang Biao sat on the ground, also a little dazed, until the referee asked a question, he suddenly came back to his senses, punched his fists, and stood up.

He exhaled, put out his fists, stared at Tang Li, his eyes became cold.

"Drink!"

Sighing heavily, Yang Biao attacked again, this time, he switched to kicking, with his left foot on the ground, his right leg swung like an iron whip, and kicked hard at Tang Li's side abdomen.This whip kick, combined with Muay Thai, is fast and ruthless, revealing a sense of cruelty.

Before Yang Biao kicked him with his right leg, Tang Li stepped forward, and his arm flew straight out, hitting his chest hard.

Dengdengdengdeng-
Yang Biao staggered and took several steps back.

"what?"

Yang Biao couldn't believe it.

Before he could stand still, Tang Li stepped forward again. With five fingers on his right hand, he exploded with strength, pushing Yang Biao backwards, flying up in the air, flying several meters, and hitting the ring rope. He flicked forward again and dropped to his knees.

"Uh--"

Yang Biao's face turned pale in an instant, and he could only feel the pain in his chest, as if hit by a heavy hammer, and coughed out bitter water.He struggled to stand up, but finally couldn't hold on, and lay on his back on the ground.

Tang Li stopped and stood.

"1, 2, 3..."

The referee starts counting the seconds.

After 10 seconds, Yang Biao did not stand up again.

……

"Yang Biao lost?"

"how is this possible……"

The crowd around was quiet for a while, and then there were discussions and whispers.

[This is the real martial arts. 】

[Today is the battle of spreading martial arts and rectifying names! 】

[Looking at Chuanwu rationally, Chuanwu has been passed down for thousands of years, maybe it is no longer the mainstream today, but it must have its value. 】

……

In the live broadcast room, comments appeared one after another.

"Master Tang, good!"

Lu Ziyan clenched her fist and said.

In the seats of the Dragon Martial Arts Hall, Jiang Xianlong sat in a chair, watching all this with a cold expression.

"Turn off the live broadcast."

A little silence, Jiang Xianlong said.

(End of this chapter)