Chinese Martial Arts: Start as Feng Yuxiu!

After Wang Fan merged with the character card of [Feng Yuxiu], his limping figure gradually disappeared downstairs in the community.

At this time, in a boxing gym not far away

"Xu Xiaodong, Xu Xiaodong!"

"Xu Xiaodong is so strong, the boxing champion is really extraordinary"

"Damn, I think he can kill a cow with one punch."

Inside the boxing gym, a live broadcast was going on. In the middle of the ring, stood a tall man.

This man had bronze skin, muscular body, a flat head, a gray vest, and a beard.

He was saying something to the people in front of the screen.

"Hello everyone, I am Xu Xiaodong"

"Today, I sent out a challenge, inviting the monk Erlong to come to the boxing gym to fight."

"Monk Erlong, you claim to be the best puncher in the world, but I wonder how many punches you can withstand in front of my boxing champion Xu Xiaodong?"

"Excuse me, martial arts is just garbage!"

Xu Xiaodong sneered, and his voice landed loudly, which resonated with many people present.

"That’s right, martial arts is nothing but a fake thing imagined by our ancestors! When the country was opened to foreign guns and cannons, they could only imagine this fake thing to comfort themselves."

"Martial arts do not exist! The boxing champion has exposed several masters in succession, but in such a great country, no so-called martial arts master dares to stand up."

"Haha, some time ago, a fighting enthusiast KO Tai Chi Master Ma in 30 seconds, I laughed to death."

Someone in the live broadcast room also laughed.

There were quite a few people watching this live broadcast, millions of people.

They were all waiting for the appearance of the monk Erlong.

However, they had been waiting for a long time, but the monk Erlong had not appeared yet.

At this time, Xu Xiaodong suddenly frowned, then grinned and mocked:

"Why hasn't the monk Erlong come yet? Is he afraid? Is the so-called last piece of dignity in the martial arts world really so vulnerable?"

Xu Xiaodong said on the stage, and the people in the audience could hear it clearly.

Seeing this, people once again despised the so-called martial arts.

Martial arts?

It's 2020, and there's still martial arts!

Martial arts may have really existed back then, but now, I'm afraid there are only some fancy people left!

There is no such thing as Huang Feihong, Ip Man, Huo Yuanjia and other martial arts masters in this world.

They disappeared in the long river of history, so people don't care about martial arts at all!

However, martial arts do exist.

Xu Xiaodong also shook his head.

Then he sneered:"Since he is not coming, this competition will be invalidated! Brothers, it's over!"

People laughed at this time.

Then they praised the boxing champion.

"As expected, Western fighting is still the best in the world"

"The Kung Fu that can really be used in practical combat is the good Kung Fu!"

"Alas, it's a pity that those foreigners really think that we have Kung Fu in Xia country? Hahaha, I guess I can only go to the park to keep fit with the old men!"

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a ethereal and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the entire boxing gym.

As soon as this voice appeared, it made many people feel creepy.

Because this voice is really too sinister.

"Xu Xiaodong, in today's Xia country, your boxing skills are recognized as the best"

"You are a boxing champion and underground black boxing killer. You are a boxing master, but you are here to tarnish the name of Chinese martial arts."

"It really disgraces your title as a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple."

At this time, this voice resounded throughout the boxing gym.

It was filled with an endless vicious and violent aura. Who is this person?

Where is he?

Many people were stunned and turned their heads to look, only to find that they could not see where the owner of this voice was!

"Who are you?"

Xu Xiaodong also felt a sense of trembling from the bottom of his heart.

Then he saw a man in a black hoodie.

At this time, he was standing very steadily on the high beam of the boxing gym!

He was standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xu Xiaodong from high above.

Only one eye was exposed under his black hoodie, and half of his face was sneering.

The people present were also stunned. This man was actually standing steadily on the high beam?

You have to know that this is a boxing gym. There is no place to go up the high beam.

How did this man get up there?

""I, the younger generation, Feng Yuxiu, have learned from you."

At this time, Wang Fan's fierce voice resounded again from the high beams of the boxing gym!

Then he slowly jumped down.

His figure landed on the ground, and even though he fell from a height of several meters, he was as steady as if he were on flat ground!

Bang.