new kung fu king

Chapter 597 A Breakthrough in the Limit State

Since Wang Xiaohu agreed to the challenge of the [-]-man team, he has been thinking about how to deal with it for a week. According to his opinion, the "[-]-man team" can be called a marathon in the world of fighting.

If you want to successfully pass the hundred-man team, you need not only superb fighting skills and abundant physical strength, but also need to adopt the correct strategy.

The level of skill determines whether your defense and offense are appropriate, whether you can achieve impregnable defense and kill with one blow.

Physical strength determines whether you stick to the full field or get knocked out halfway through.

Skills and stamina complement each other. Perfect skills will save you a lot of stamina, and abundant stamina will make you more accurate in defensive attacks and more damaging in strikes.

Wang Xiaohu already met these two conditions, but in terms of strategy, he must grasp the general direction. If he comes up with a fierce attack, then if there are less than 20 people, his physical strength will be exhausted. It was a merciless blow.

So as soon as he appeared on the stage, he used Wing Chun for defensive counterattacks, achieving a one-hit kill, KO opponents to achieve the purpose of shocking the audience.

Judging from the fact that he didn't get injured until No.70 and was almost knocked down by the opponent, his method is correct.Even if Brother Xiaolong fights the Hundred Players, he will adopt the same method as himself.

Standing in the field, Wang Xiaohu let his entire left arm relax completely. The force of the striker knife just now was so strong that his left arm was still in a state of paralysis, accompanied by slight redness and swelling.Being injured until now has far exceeded my expectations. The next 24 people will definitely use more violent attacks when they see themselves injured, until they knock themselves down.

"Phew!" Wang Xiaohu let out a long breath, and beads of sweat slipped from his forehead. As long as he knocked down four more people, he would have a precious 4-minute rest time. After cheering himself up in his heart, he left Arrive in the Trisana pose.

This is the third kung fu he has exposed since entering the challenge. In the previous 76 fights, he used all the authentic Wing Chun, occasionally mixed with a little Bajiquan he learned from Zhao Gang.

Doing so has great benefits. In addition to making his Wing Chun combat experience more proficient, it can also hide his own strength. After all, Wing Chun is his foundation, and his first choice is to fight the strong with the weak.

For Wang Xiaohu, Xingyiquan is a means for him to shape his body and increase his skill. Among the twelve forms of Xingyi, he only loves "Tiger Xingquan".

When he performed the three-body posture, Dashan Beida nodded, and said to Kato Takashi: "You are right, the one just now was not Wing Chun Cun Jin. It turns out that Wang Xiaohu also practiced Xingyi Quan."

Kato Tiangang smiled slightly and said: "If you have not practiced Xingyi, you will not be able to distinguish the nuances of Cunquan and Bengquan. Generally speaking, Cunjin tends to be flexible, while Bengquan is rigid. I didn't expect him to I will combine two completely different boxing techniques, and I will try it later.”

"Aren't you dismissive of traditional Chinese martial arts?" Dashan Beida turned pale when he heard this.

Just shrugging his shoulders, Kato Tian raised his two thick black eyebrows and said: "I started to pay attention to Chinese martial arts seven years ago, but I used Xingyiquan as a way to regain strength, and now I insist on it every day. Stand in Trisana for two hours."

"I'll learn from you some other day." Dashan Beida was thoughtful.

Outside the Kyukuka Karate headquarters, there was a sea of ​​people. Besides ordinary onlookers and media reporters, there were also five ambulances parked aside. Dozens of Japanese policemen were guarding from the gate to the ambulance to ensure that the road was unimpeded.

"Dear viewers in front of the TV, I'm Ryoko Matsuna, a reporter from TV Tokyo. Now I'm broadcasting for you the situation where the famous Hong Kong director Wang Xiaohu challenged the domestic karate circle's authoritative [-]-man team. Wang Xiaohu is..." a dressed The handsome female reporter is introducing Wang Xiaohu's relevant information in front of the camera.

Just when Matsuna Ryoko introduced that she came to Japan with Bruce Lee, there was a commotion in the crowd behind her.

"Another person has been carried out!"

"How many times? How many times?"

"It seems to be 80!"

"My God, this man's sternum has collapsed!"

Matsuna Ryoko, who was still feeling good in front of the camera, suddenly screamed when she heard this, turned around and ran to the gate of the headquarters, and at the same time said to the photographer: "Come here, take a careful shot of this person being injured, Some close-ups are coming!"

"Miss, please get out of the way and don't block our way. His chest was hit hard by Wang Xiaohu. If he doesn't try to save him, his life may be in danger!" A karate black belt carrying a stretcher shouted loudly, carrying He pushed aside Matsuna Rakiko who was blocking the way.

"Ah!" Matsuna Ryoko staggered and fell to the ground, but she was not angry. Instead, she became excited when she heard "life is in danger", and got up from the ground, waiting for the black belt master to be sent to the ambulance. She grabbed the arm of the person who pushed her just now and asked, "May I ask what's going on inside?"

"Wang Xiaohu has been injured! His physical strength has been completely exhausted, and our Imperial Japanese warriors are invincible!" The interviewed black belt expert said with an angry face!
"He's dying! I have to go back now, because I'm about to play!" Another person said excitedly!

"Dear audience, according to the black belt experts at the scene, the current Wang Xiaohu has been seriously injured, and his physical strength is exhausted. We have reason to believe that with the efforts of the powerful warriors of the empire, the next one to be carried out will be Wang Xiaohu!"

Matsuna Ryoko faced the camera with a peachy face, and continued to talk about Wang Xiaohu's information with a small mouth. Within 2 minutes, another person was carried out!
"It's the 81st one, my God, has this person been hit by a car!"

The doctor in charge of the rescue said with a regretful expression on his face: "If this continues, our warriors will be brutally killed by Wang Xiaohu!"

Ryoko Matsuna shook her head and said, "This shows that Wang Xiaohu is in the final struggle! He will definitely be carried out!"

"Yes! He will definitely be defeated by our warriors!" The people around shouted loudly.

The doctors could only shake their heads and sigh after hearing this. At the beginning, the body was swollen, and there was no major problem. But from the 75th onwards, the injured were either bleeding from rubbing their lower body or breaking their limbs. Those two suffered heavy blows to the chest and abdomen, and had already developed severe internal bleeding symptoms. Even if the 81st one was rescued, he would be permanently disabled.

Is this a [-]-man team challenge? It's clearly a life-and-death arena. This style of play only appeared when Dashan Beida challenged it back then, but Dashan Beida's strikes are still a bit heavy, and this Chinese man is going to fight to the death. !

"Why bother?" The doctor sighed, but heard another scream in his ear: "The 82nd one has been carried out!" The doctor gritted his teeth and rushed over again. At this time, saving people is like putting out a fire!
The fight here is full of enthusiasm, and the Japanese citizens in front of the TV are full of anger. Their upright imperial warriors are actually beaten by a Chinese. This is a phenomenon they have never encountered before. Many people clenched their fists and said all kinds of vicious words to the TV.

As for the Yamaguchi-gumi, the handicap was opened according to the old practice. Kazuo Tagoka and the gang disciples stood in front of the TV to cheer for their black belt masters.

"Kill him, yes, don't stop the series of attacks, Wang Xiaohu can't do it anymore!"

"Okay, let's fight like this!"

On the TV screen, Wang Xiaohu was kicked back three steps by a black belt master, his defense was no longer that tight, his attack was no longer that sharp, his eyes also betrayed him deeply, He is now at the end of the road, he only needs to be pushed up and lightly, and he will be knocked down!
Dashan Beida finally breathed a sigh of relief when he hit "85 people", because he found that Wang Xiaohu has reached the limit now. Wang Xiaohu was defeated at this time, and his comprehensive strength is also quite terrifying, with an eighth-dan black belt in karate not a problem at all.

Wang Xiaohu in the arena was breathing heavily, and a lot of sweat flowed into his eyes, making his vision a little blurred and blurred. The huge physical overdraw made him move slowly. Now his mind is blank, and he seems to be staggering. possibility of falling.

But the mentality of "the strong must win" has kept him going. He knows that this is a marathon, a physical and spiritual battle, and he cannot fall down!

"Old Wang, there are fifteen more, you have to hold on, there are only fifteen left!" Zhao Gang shouted at the top of his voice, he is more anxious than anyone else now, in the last fight, Wang Xiaohu came first For the first time, he used a high-position kick to directly KO the opponent with a beautiful hook kick, but his chest, arms, and legs all had scars at different levels, such as his left arm, which was swollen due to excessive use of the left arm to block. It's as thick as two arms.

"Brother Hu is numb, Captain, Brother Hu can't hear you!" Zhang Yun and Guo Peng had tears in their eyes. If Wang Xiaohu's KO opponents one after another like killing gods made people feel happy at the beginning, now they are on the court. Wang Xiaohu has become severely numb!

The kick from the No.80 six black belt masters made Wang Xiaohu take another three steps back. If he hadn't kicked the ground with his hind foot continuously, he might have been KO'd.

"It's a pity!" There was a clear sound of regret from the audience. The No.80 six black belt masters heard the words, shouted with all their strength, took two steps into the air, and Wang Xiaohu raised his head in confusion. The opponent's legs are getting closer
Zhao Gang and others turned their heads away when they saw this, they couldn't bear to see the scene of Wang Xiaohu being knocked out.

Hearing a loud bang, followed by three consecutive exclamations from the room, Zhao Gang looked up again, and immediately laughed, but the smile was miserable.
(End of this chapter)