In the preliminary round, Wang Fugui met Zhang Hongqi.

Zhang Hongqi didn't know that there were people in the Xinghua Martial Arts Hall who participated, he hadn't been back since he took his clothes last time, and he couldn't think of anyone in the Xinghua Martial Arts Hall who could have this ability to compete.

The best martial arts is Zhang Qing, but he can't beat him, if he registers, he won't be able to pass the preliminaries, isn't it a waste of money?

Therefore, when he saw Sun Lingwei and Zhang Qing, he thought that he was here to help him, and he was a little embarrassed, so he specially ran over to greet Zhang Qing: "Zhang Qing, you are here too, thank you." ”

Who knew that Sun Lingwei looked at him inexplicably: "What, we are not here to help you, we are here to help Wang Fugui." ”

"Wang Fugui?"

As soon as Zhang Hongqi asked, he realized that his opponent Wang Fugui was actually from the Xinghua Martial Arts Hall to compete, and his face was full of color.

On stage, Zhang Hongqi looked at Wang Fugui with a gloomy face, and said: "Wang Fugui, you'd better admit defeat by yourself, it's too ugly to save the loss, and it's not your own face that you lose." ”

Wang Fugui smiled and said, "Pay attention to your own face, be careful, don't fall on the ground in South Vietnam." ”

He doesn't want to say cruel things, and he doesn't want to talk about it, this Chinese person is very strange, he forgets his ancestors and forgets his gratitude when he earns money in Huaxia, and he is happy to spend abroad, which is obviously the standard "people's thief", and he thinks it is very great, but he doesn't know that this is scolding your parents who gave birth to you and raised you.

And the Chinese people are still happy to talk about it, especially some people in the circle, who are directly not his father's species, but his mother went abroad in her early years!

Without further ado, Wang Fugui made a gesture and had a fist, but it was obviously a frame of Huaxia boxing.

He didn't learn Zhang Weiguo's Huaxia boxing, but sometimes it is okay to watch them practice boxing, and it is still okay to make the easiest posture, and the strength in it is cat boxing or Huaxia boxing, or Muay Thai, anyway, others can't see it.

Just like the Kunlun duel held in China, at the beginning, there were ten or dozens of various sects, and the shelves were dazzling and varied, but they really fought together, all with fists and legs.

Zhang Hongqi laughed angrily at him, put on a Muay Thai shelf, and said: "Then I'll teach you well, let you understand that such a fancy frame is useless, even if my father personally taught it, useless is useless." ”

As he spoke, he punched over, Wang Fugui flicked his left hand, his right hand was not needed, and when he flicked and probed, he punched Zhang Hongqi in the face with a left hand.

This punch was not heavy, but it hit Zhang Hongqi's face, and before he could speak, he was slapped in the face, and this face was too embarrassing.

Zhang Hongqi's face was not spicy red, he shouted, his body took a step forward, his left hand was a false fist, and his right fist was aimed at Wang Fugui's head, and he rushed over mercilessly.

Wang Fugui is still a frame of Huaxia boxing, and he doesn't need to change his footwork, if he digs out his heart, Zhang Hongqi's kung fu is too far from Long Zaikong.

Wang Fugui really didn't need to change any footwork, and even the posture of his hand hadn't changed, so he still flicked his left hand and probed inside.

Syllable.

Another punch was given to Zhang Hongqi in the face.

This punch was a little heavier, but it was still not too heavy, Wang Fugui didn't think about beating Zhang Hongqi hard, after all, it was Zhang Weiguo's son.

Wang Fugui just wanted to teach him a lesson, it wasn't that Huaxia martial arts was not good, but his vision was too shallow, so he didn't want to eat inside and out in the future.

slapped his face again, Zhang Hongqi was completely enraged, especially Sun Lingwei shouted below: "Wang Fugui, fight well, a few more punches, let him sober up." ”

Zhang Qing on the side wanted to cover her mouth, but she didn't dare, in fact, she was secretly happy, and the expression on her face was difficult to describe.

Zhang Hongqi heard Sun Lingwei's words, and then saw Zhang Qing's appearance, that fire, it was really angry, he roared, made a false punch, suddenly twisted his waist and exerted force, and a leg whip swept towards Wang Fugui.

In Muay Thai, there are still not many legs, his leg whip is actually a trick of domestic fighting, if you tell the truth, Zhang Hongqi is really good, if it is in China, it is at least a seed player of the provincial fighting team.

But his trick was used to deal with Wang Fugui, but it was really useless, Wang Fugui looked at his legs together, did not dodge or retreat, but took a step forward, and stuck it on Zhang Hongqi's thigh.

This time Zhang Hongqi's strength was not easy to use at all, and Wang Fugui flicked both hands on Zhang Hongqi's chest, and then two fists, like dough for the New Year, punched Zhang Hongqi in a row more than a dozen times in a row.

These more than ten punches are actually not too heavy, but the successive blows made Zhang Hongqi's brain congested, his eyes were full of stars, and his ass sat on the ground in free fall.

Zhang Hongqi was confused for a while before he came to his senses, and he refused to forget it, gritted his teeth and rushed up again, Wang Fugui is still an old move, okay, cat boxing is actually a pluck and a probe twice, and there is an inch of strength in the probe, Wang Fugui has not used it yet.

Brushing aside Zhang Hongqi's hand, he punched him in the face again, causing Zhang Hongqi's head to tilt back.

Wang Fugui didn't fight again, he was afraid that he would be ruthless, and if he beat Zhang Hongqi with a concussion or something, Zhang Weiguo would not look good on his face.

I didn't need a fist, but tried the elbow strike in Muay Thai, bullied forward, bent the elbow, and hit Zhang Hongqi hard.

There is no elbow strike in cat boxing, and he has never practiced it, but the internal strength is developed with the mind, and this elbow, gathered by the mind, is much greater than the force emitted by most Muay Thai.

Zhang Hongqi screamed miserably, bowed his body, squatted down, and then fell on the stage with a plop, and the whole person was clumped, like a red-hot prawn, inhaling cold air.

Wang Fugui was shocked: "I won't break the flank bone." ”

But then I thought about it, it shouldn't be, because the feeling of the elbow at that time still had a reaction force, and I didn't have the touch of a broken bone concave inward, and it was estimated that Zhang Hongqi was in pain and a little unbearable.

Sun Lingwei below had been applauding Wang Fugui all the time, but when she saw Zhang Hongqi shrinking on the stage, her mouth was open, but she was also stunned.

Although Wang Fugui represents the Xinghua Martial Arts Hall, after all, Zhang Hongqi is their relative, Wang Fugui is just a passerby, Wang Fugui is really going to hurt Zhang Hongqi, I don't know how to get it.

Zheng Yongmeng's fighting king competition is very particular, there are doctors on the spot, the doctor immediately came to the stage, and Zhang Hongqi took a look, fortunately, the bones were not injured, so he sprayed stasis painkillers, which is a special Yunnan Baiyao for the treatment of bruises.

Zhang Hongqi's pain was better, and when he glanced at Wang Fugui and stepped down, he didn't know what kind of feeling it was like.

He looked down on Huaxia Kung Fu, put aside the martial arts handed down by his ancestors and didn't learn what Muay Thai learned from others, but let Wang Fugui, an outsider, learn for a few days, but beat him to the ground, which is really a bit of black humor.

Sun Lingwei was shocked before, Zhang Hongqi was fine, she was happy again, finished the competition, pestered Wang Fugui and asked: "Wang Fugui, what kind of martial arts are you." ”

"Uncle said, your punching speed is incomparable, but you are not bent and straight, and you don't use much strength in boxing, which is a standard internal martial art, but my uncle can't see what kind of martial arts you are. ”

Wang Fugui knew that she would ask, and Gou Rumao once said that cat boxing is too ugly to perform, and there is no discipline, and even the name is ugly, which is easy to attract attacks and ridicule from the enemy.

Therefore, if you are not your own descendant disciple or close person, don't tell him, let alone show him around.