Sister Flower's Bodyguard

Chapter 58 The Competition Begins

Game start!

Although the competition in Gao's Martial Arts Hall has been kept as low-key as possible, Gao Chong's reputation is there after all. Not only black and white people, but also some foreigners who are very interested in Chinese Kung Fu are also interested in this competition between the two martial arts halls. The game is very important, and one by one came from all the way to watch.

As a small martial arts gym, the auditorium designed by Gao Chong can only seat 1000 spectators at most, and now the audience on the field can no longer be less than [-] people.

What is this concept?All the people are martial, if they can successfully defeat their opponents this time, I am afraid that no one will shake the position of Gao's Martial Arts in Jinjiang, but if they lose, they will spread their infamy throughout Jinjiang in the shortest possible time. At that time, who will know you, the martial arts master?It's a good thing not to fall into trouble!

There are a total of eight people from the Jeju Martial Arts Club of the South Korean team, three players, three tactical directors, and two substitutes. Negligence will definitely be life-threatening!

"Huzi, go to the first match in a while!" Looking at the six young people including Pan Hongsheng, Gao Chong said in a deep voice to a boy who was not tall but had explosive 'sexual' muscles.

"Don't worry, coach!" He smiled honestly, the man called Huzi was obviously a fool, and with this unscheming expression, Pan Hongsheng knew that the first one would have no wins.

"Use your brain when fighting, and the moves you learn are more flexible. Your strength is not much worse than Gao Feng, but you are too bad at changing moves!" Gao Chong looked at the opponent helplessly. It's strength, endurance, and more importantly, brains!

When to hold back, when to lure the enemy deep, and when to make a fatal blow, it is like a game that must be played bit by bit, but Huzi is obviously a person who only knows how to be reckless and does not know how to be flexible.

Seven or eight outside punks like him can't get close to him, but one with a little trick can put him on the ground.

After all, people have skills, so if your strength is so tyrannical that you can drop ten times with one force, you will naturally suffer a loss.

"Don't worry!" Still with the naive expression, Gao Chong saw that a person had already stood up from the Jeju Martial Arts Club, his heart sank, and he said in a low voice: "Everyone is optimistic about the other party's way, although it is Taekwondo, but Korean They like to copy other people's work, if you encounter any violations, remember, don't shout stop, just beat to death!"

Gao Chong sipped and said, with a hint of sternness in his tone, as if he had suffered a lot because of this.

Nodding to Huzi, Gao Chong pulled Huzi to the stage together.

"Thanks to everyone's kindness, today there will be a friendly exchange between the Gao Family Martial Art Museum and the Jeju Martial Arts Club. Although it is just a exchange of ideas, if you show mercy, everyone will not be satisfied. So now Gao Chong will say a few rules!"

Hearing Gao Chong's words, the audience immediately became quiet. After all, many people knew the truth of this.

It is said that it is a friendship sparring, but it is actually kicking the pavilion. Of course, those who kick the pavilion have the right to choose the time, but the venue and rules need to be explained by the main combatant. This unwritten rule is like losing the loser. I don’t know how to continue. how many years.

"First, as long as you don't say admit defeat, the battle will continue!" Gao Chong stretched out a finger and squinted his eyes.

"Secondly, the rules of the competition are very simple. No weapons are used, and nothing else is used. So, no matter what method you use, you two must give the audience a grand scene!" Gao Chong glanced at Hu Zi, Then he laughed heartily at the audience.

"There are two rules in total, so I won't say anything more. Now the competition begins!" Gao Chong clasped his fists, and then stood directly in the center of the stage, ready to be the referee.

Looking at the ring with squinted eyes, Pan Hongsheng sized up the Korean players, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Gao Chong looks silly and stunned, but in fact he is very scheming!

Taekwondo does not require much space, but Sanda and martial arts practiced in Gao's Martial Art Museum do require a lot of space.

And this field is a full 13 meters long and wide, which means that the tiger has enough space to retreat and dodge, and once it charges up, it will directly knock over the opponent like a calf.

Of course, the premise is that the opponent is restrained by Huzi's momentum.

Martial arts practice to a certain level, there will be a certain momentum, even the tricks are the same, some are restrained, some are flamboyant, they can send and receive freely after practicing to a certain level, but ordinary people can't do it, they can only rely on repeated attacks to save money. Own momentum!

The South Korean team members seemed to have discovered the mystery of this venue, but there was a hint of disdain in their eyes. Seeing Huzi standing opposite him and making a gesture, he also bowed, and then gently jumped left and right, waiting With Gao Chong's order.

"The game, start!" With Gao Chong's roar, the South Korean team immediately moved, jumping like a rabbit and rushing to Huzi's side in the blink of an eye, and Huzi landed with his arms raised , a pair of eyes like a copper bull looking at the Korean rushing towards him.

"You guys, no!" Seeing that Gao Chong had stepped down, the South Korean team member said to Hu Zi in broken Chinese, and then kicked Hu Zi directly in the throat!

Lock throat!This is obviously putting the opponent to death!

Seeing this scene, the audience applauded loudly, but Gao Chong's expression changed.

These children are just my apprentices. Although I can beat and scold at will in the martial arts gym, but outside the martial arts gym, they are still rich young masters, rich second-generation officials, second-generation officials, and even black second-generations!

Pan Hongsheng's face was not good-looking, and the other party was obviously accumulating strength, and did not make any attempts at all, which means that this Korean is sure of victory and can defeat Huzi.

Pursing his lips, Pan Hongsheng watched as Huzi let out a loud shout, and then his chest bulged, and his arms instantly smashed towards the opponent's feet!

"Pao Fist!" Pupils shrank, and Pan Hongsheng could tell at a glance that Huzi was using Pao Fist. This punch is not difficult, but what is needed is the kind of momentum that is better than me, just like a cannonball. The enemy destroys himself at the same time.

"Boom!" Fists and feet collided, and the two immediately backed away.

The Korean retreated nearly three meters, but Huzi only retreated about two meters.

"Good! Chinese Kungfu!" The audience cheered, some shouted and others applauded, while many knowledgeable people frowned.

This confrontation seems to be Gao's Martial Arts having an advantage, but in fact it is just the opposite, because the Korean players are on the ground with one foot, and Huzi is on the ground with both feet. It's even worse than the other party!

off stage.Gao Chong and Pan Hongsheng looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and they both saw a trace of shock in each other's eyes.