Chinese Martial Arts: Start as Feng Yuxiu!

"Who is Feng Yuxiu?"

"I don’t know him. Shouldn’t the one who is coming be Monk Erlong?"

"Damn, this guy actually jumped down from above?" When people in the audience saw Wang Fan jumping down from the boxing gym, they immediately cried out in surprise. Although this guy was not tall and seemed to be limping, he actually gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression?

"How do you know my identity?"

At this time, Xu Xiaodong narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Because of Wang Fan's words.

A lay disciple of Shaolin Temple.

Yes, he is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple.

But he is the only one who knows about this.

In order to enhance his fighting ability, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers, visited martial arts schools, and learned various boxing techniques...

After receiving generous teachings from those schools, he integrated the shadows of these boxing techniques into fighting!

Then he achieved the reputation of a generation of boxing champions!

But now, how did the man in front of him know?

Wang Fan shook his head and smiled coldly.

His voice was low and hoarse, almost exactly the same as Feng Yuxiu in the movie.

"Xu Xiaodong, you practiced martial arts hard back then. In order to improve your martial arts, you first went to Wudang, where you learned Tai Chi from Taoist Master Chen. Taoist Master Chen, who was not concerned with worldly affairs, taught you the profound meaning of Tai Chi."

"Your second stop was East Guangdong, where you learned the secrets of Wing Chun, Baji, Qishang... You traveled all over the Xia country and found some true martial arts successors."

"However, those martial arts successors are either ignorant of worldly affairs or have no practical combat skills."

"You were overjoyed to see this, knowing that Chinese martial arts were declining, a seed began to sprout in your mind, thinking of making a name for yourself by slapping Xia’s martial arts in the face!"

"The last stop was Shaolin, where you became a lay disciple!"

"The boxing is named after the temple, and the temple is famous for the boxing. Shaolin itself is famous for its boxing. You will benefit a lot from it."

"After coming down the mountain, you started to become famous in the underground black boxing, and then started to fight against fake Chinese martial arts, and achieved the title of boxing champion, but you don't deserve it."

"Because I am the real boxing champion, and you, the scum of the martial arts world, will be beaten to death by me today."

Wang Fan laughed arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain and fighting spirit.

And what he said made countless audiences in the audience stunned.

They didn't know this secret past. Xu Xiaodong actually learned martial arts?

How is this possible!

You know, he is a master of anti-counterfeiting. He has always been unable to hide his disgust for martial arts in front of the public, and has repeatedly claimed that martial arts are nothing but some tricks to deceive people.

People don't know Xu Xiaodong's secret past. When they heard Wang Fan say it word by word, they were already surprised.

At this time, Xu Xiaodong narrowed his eyes, and a burst of coldness emerged in them:"Feng Yuxiu? Who are you! There is no one like you in the Xia country's fighting circle"

"Just remember, I'm here to take your life."

"Today, we will decide who is better and who is better, and who will die."

Wang Fan smiled coldly at this time, and a murderous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the black hood.

This murderous intention made Xu Xiaodong feel that he could not take it lightly.

He immediately prepared himself, made the starting posture of a boxing match, and prepared a defensive posture.

The audience below the stage did not feel Xu Xiaodong's seriousness.

At this time, they subconsciously thought that Wang Fan was a lunatic.

And they also felt that what Wang Fan said was probably just his own imagination. There is no martial arts in this world anymore, which is what almost everyone thinks.

"Today, we will not only decide who is better, but also decide life and death!"

Wang Fan repeated this sentence again.

The next moment, he got ready, took a step forward with his right foot, and put his two fists in front of him, in an offensive posture.

A murderous intent began to spread all over his body.

Feeling this murderous intent, Xu Xiaodong narrowed his eyes again.

This murderous intent, this ruthlessness, can it be done without really killing anyone?

Even though he despised the man who called himself Feng Yuxiu because he was a cripple.