As if in order to confirm Ma San's words, at the time of 200 moves, Wang Zhong and Cui Zhengtai both received the offensive at the same time and stood relatively well.

"The warm-up is over!"

Wang Zhong's face was a little red, which was a sign of the rapid operation of essence blood. There are three green lotus flowers faintly on the top of the head, which is the condensation of the three treasures of the essence and spirit, the three flowers gather at the top, the five qi dynasty yuan, and the people who reached this state in ancient times were worshiped by the land gods, which also shows that Wang Zhong's state has completely entered the peak.

"Not bad!"

Cui Zhengtai's face also rose red. Although the battle just now was fierce, it was only a short warm-up for the Grandmaster.

The momentum of his whole body did not decrease but increased, and there was a faint tide rolling above his head, and the sun and moon were rising, which was the condensation of his fist intent. "Is this your way?"

Wang Zhong looked at Cui Zhengtai and said with a smile.

"Hope you don't let me down!"

"Then let's fight, only one person can leave alive today!"

Cui Zhengtai clenched his hands into fists, the muscles of his whole body bulged, and his snow-white taekwondo uniform had long been shattered, revealing his strong muscles full of explosive power comparable to that of a fitness coach.

"What a disappointment!"

Wang Zhong looked at Cui Zhengtai's bulging muscles with a look of disdain.

"Then let's fight!"

Wang Zhong erupted with an indomitable momentum.

"Let you see the power of the Grandmaster of the National Arts!"

"Then let's fight!"

Cui Zhengtai's body was like an arrow off the string, rushing towards Wang Zhong.

Boom!

The fists of the two collided again, as if two wild bulls were colliding together, and the huge impact force shook the entire gymnasium.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The two martial arts masters completely gave up their skills, and all that was left was a competition of strength and body!

Every time the fists of the two collided, a violent air flow burst out.

The stadium floor was pitted with their feet, and the arm-thick iron pipes were bent and deformed under their fists. The steel structure gymnasium squeaked in their fierce confrontation.

But no one left because of danger, because it was a great battle!

No one is willing to take their eyes off, not even temporarily!

"Is this the power contained in the human body? How do I feel like two Tyrannosaurus rex are strangled!"

Zeng Xinwei looked at the bent iron pipes and the broken ground in the field, and said in disbelief.

The audience on the video wall nodded in approval, and the two people in the audience were like two prehistoric monsters. Their speed, their strength, is unimaginable to ordinary people!

Wang Zhong and Cui Zhengtai's punches and kicks became faster and stronger, and the force became heavier and heavier, but the sound of the impact became smaller and smaller.

"Oin Ruoxi!"

Chen Tingen secretly screamed badly and signaled for the ordinary audience to leave the venue quickly!

With the help of the members of the Chinese Warriors Association, the audience in the front row quickly left the venue. Standing in the front row are all people from the martial arts world.

Wang Zhong and Cui Zhengtai made a total of 3,000 punches, and the sound of the 3,000th collision was surprisingly low, and everyone only heard a poof!

But the front row of the audience was lifted by a strong force, and the thumb-thick bolt was even more forcefully twisted. Flying bolts hit the steel structure, splashing sparks one after another.

Zeng Xinwei and the camera crew retreated again and again, and could only broadcast live from afar.

"Three thousand punches, how many bodies do you have left?"

Wang Zhong looked at Cui Zhengtai with a smile.

"You have a loss of essence and blood, and you will definitely die in front of me!"

Cui Zhengtai looked at Wang Zhong's emaciated cheeks and said confidently.

"Really?"

Wang Zhong smiled and asked indifferently.

It seems that the two are chatting, but in fact, both of them are taking advantage of the rare rest time to recover.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Each impact made a low sound, and the strength of the two fists reached the extreme. Row after row of seats were overturned by the surging force.

Zhen Danny and Liang Dalong couldn't withstand this huge impact and had no choice but to leave.

Now standing in front of only Gong Yutian, Ma San, Yang Delu and other masters, the peak of dark energy. Everyone else had to leave early because they couldn't withstand the tyrannical energy.

Wang Zhong and Cui Zhengtai began a real fight!

The essence and blood in Wang Zhong's body began to burn, and the surging energy passed through his heart, and the blood vessels burst out. There are red blood droplets condensed in the pores of the whole body, which is a kind of expression of exuberant qi and blood to the extreme.

Cui Zhengtai's breath lengthened with each breath, and his chest and abdomen bulged with a large amount of inhalation, looking like a giant toad from a distance. Exhaling white heat is like a long arrow, lingering in the air for a long time.

Burst!

Another encounter!

The practice clothes on the two of them could no longer bear it, like white butterflies, flying around in the air.

Both of them are bare with their athletic tops exposed.

Unlike Cui Zhengtai's muscular body, Wang Zhong's muscles are slightly weakened. But there's a terrifying energy in every muscle!

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

hit three punches in succession, and the blood vessels on both of them bulged high, like dragons trying to break free from the flying. Everyone could hear the sound of a river flowing in them, the sound of their blood flowing.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Their movements became slower and slower, but with each impact, the entire gymnasium trembled, and the bolts and nuts in the steel dome kept jumping out.

The sound of a jingle is like a symphony.

All the spectators in the stadium were evacuated!

Burst!

Another strong impact. Gong Yutian, who had not moved at all, and Grandmaster Pan of the Jin family were also pushed by this huge force.

Chen Tingen, Yang Delu, Ma San and others were even more unbearable, and they retreated more than ten steps in a row before they released this strength.

The heat rises above Wang Zhong's head, and there are faint three flowers formed, and the turtle snake Xuanwu roars!

Cui Zhengtai also has three flowers on the top of his head, and there is an ocean of turbulence in the three flowers, and there is the alternation of the sun and moon on the sea!

Sun and Moon Tides!

Yin and Yang Xuanwu!

Two surging fist intent collided!

A blue ocean appeared behind Cui Zhengtai, and in front of the turbulence of the sea, it seemed so small. Countless high-rise buildings were swallowed up by the sea, and countless mountains were shattered by the waves.

This move gathered the spirit of Cui Zhengtai's whole body, and it looked even more fierce!

Behind Wang Zhong also appeared a huge Xuanwu, which lives in the north of the sky, composed of the seven stars of Dousu, symbolizing yin and yang, and is the god of the main water and the god of life. Every qiē water has to obey its orders, and even the sea is no exception!

Wang Zhong enlightened in Wudang Mountain, and Xuanwu was a little more heavy with mountains and rivers!

Xuanwu looked so small in front of the ten-story waves, but he was like a rock, no matter how strong the wind and waves were, he couldn't make it move for half a minute.

Although the sea is violent, it cannot shake the Xuanwu.

Burst!

Two huge bursts of energy burst out, and the figures of the two retreated sharply. The cement under his feet was unbearable, and there were strip-shaped cracks, which looked like huge spider webs.

Cui Zhengtai looked at Wang Zhong with some regret.

"Go all the way!"

Wang Zhong looked at Cui Zhengtai with some regret.

"I have this battle, I don't regret it!"

Cui Zhengtai looked at Wang Zhong as usual, with a satisfied face.

"How much energy do you still have?"

Choi asked like an old friend.

"You can still fight!"

Wang Zhong saw that Cui Zhengtai was out of life, and said truthfully.

"I can still fight!"

Cui Zhengtai looked incredulous.

"You and I are both grandmasters, why is there such a big gap!"

"Because you Taekwondo only has practice and fighting methods, and there is no cultivation method, your system is not perfect at all!"

"How is this possible! Taekwondo in the Republic of Korea is not perfect......

"It's a pity! If he doesn't die, he will definitely go further!"

Gong Yutian looked at Cui Zhengtai, who had a calm face, and said with some regret. Jin Jiapan, who was opposite him, was even more regretful.

Cui Zhengtai nodded gratefully to Kim Jiapan, reluctantly glanced at the direction of South Korea, and sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly lost his breath of life.

Exhausted to death!

Choi Jung-tae, the youngest taekwondo master in South Korea, was drained of his blood by Wang Zhongsheng!

Ruolan looked at Wang Zhong happily and quietly wiped away her tears.

She clutched a talisman tightly in her hand, which she prayed for Wang Zhong at the Wong Tai Sin Temple, the most effective temple in Hong Kong!

Suddenly, between Cui Zhengtai's eyebrows, a cloud of brilliance that ordinary people can't see, there are sea tides in the brilliance, and there is the change of the sun and the moon!

Martial Will!

That's right, that group of brilliance is Cui Zhengtai's martial arts consciousness!

Although Choi Zhengtai died of exhaustion, his martial arts will did not dissipate.

Click!

Xuanwu in Wang Zhong's Divine Court poked out his head and greedily chewed and devoured this mass of martial arts consciousness.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but have a little understanding of the tides, the sun and the moon!

If someone observes closely, they will find that Wang Zhong's eyes have a spectacle of the alternation of the sun and the moon in an instant.

After every life-and-death battle, the martial artist will have a new understanding of martial arts, and it is because he has devoured the opponent's martial arts consciousness.

Grandmaster Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong with some anger, Wang Zhong killed not only the youngest grandmaster in South Korea, his proud disciple Choi Zhengtai, but the hope of the rise of Korean taekwondo!

The already weak World Taekwondo Federation was punched hard again by Wang Zhong in the heart!

Wang Zhong glared back without showing weakness, although they were all grandmasters, but the Jin family Pan was old, and his body had fallen to the peak. Wang Zhong has no fear of Jin Jiapan!

"I won't let you go!"

Jin Jiapan looked at Wang Zhong and whispered.

"Come on, I'll be waiting for you in the ring!"

Wang Zhong hooked his finger defiantly.

"Come on, I can still fight!"

"What about you?"

The audience was completely detonated by Wang Zhong, the atmosphere of the venue was out of control, and the people in front of the TV also burst out of foul language!

I'm rubbing!

"You!"

Jin Jiapan was stimulated by Wang Zhong, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and there was a faint mountain peak towering, which was the dragon vein Baektu Mountain in South Korea, that is, the part of Changbai Mountain in North Korea.

"Come on, even if I just have a big fight, I'll kill you!"

Wang Zhong continued to provoke. Wang Zhong's provocation of Jin Jiapan was not a blind move, on the one hand, he killed the grandmaster Cui Zhengtai's momentum like a rainbow, and on the other hand, a large amount of qi and blood was stored in his Shenting acupoint, which was enough for him to recover.

Moreover, Jin Jiapan's fight gave him a certain understanding of the strength of Korean taekwondo!

After all, it can't compare to the orthodox national art system!

Because they only have the way to play and practice, but not the way to raise!

Jin Jiapan's face was flushed, how many years have passed, and today he has been repeatedly provoked by a junior.

He wanted to kill him with his own hands!

But looking at the imposing Wang Zhong, he measured it in his heart, and he had no chance of winning at all!

Although Wang Zhong had just fought a big battle, his momentum had reached the peak, and with a big victory, he was not at all able to compete with him.

It's not that he's afraid of life and death, it's that taekwondo can't be severely defeated.

Watching Jin Jiapan leave without looking back, the entire stadium erupted in waves of boos!

Go to TM's Taekwondo!

Many taekwondo students saw Jin Jiapan defeated without a fight!

Deeply disappointed, they threw the belt that symbolized glory to the ground!

South Korea's taekwondo students also lowered their heads in shame, Wang Zhong killed a grandmaster and humiliated a grandmaster, this day taekwondo was surprisingly dark!

"But that's it!"

Looking at Jin Jiapan's back, Wang Zhong shook his finger in disappointment. A look of disdain!

Jin Jiapan felt a burst of depression in his chest, and there was a hint of salty taste in his mouth, but these were not the most terrible for him!

The most terrible thing is that today's retreat will leave a shadow in his heart!

If you can't overcome your demons, Jin Jiapan's martial arts path will come to an end!

"It's a pity!"

Gong Yutian looked at the back of Pan Xiaose of the Jin family and said with some regret.

"Master, why didn't Jin Jiapan dare to fight?"

Ma San said with some doubts.

"He's afraid of death?"

"He's not afraid of death!"

Gong Yutian glanced at Ma San and said without hesitation.

"But he has his responsibility!"

"It is his responsibility to carry forward the inheritance of Taekwondo, so he can't die here!"

"It's a pity!"

Wang Zhong is also saying that it is a pity, but he and Gong Yutian think the opposite.

It's a pity that Jin Jiapan was not killed!

It's a pity, if it devours Jin Jiapan's martial will, I will be very happy to come to Xuanwu!

As if feeling Wang Zhong's intentions, Xuanwu let out an excited roar!

"I'll be waiting for you in the ring, Jin Jiapan!"

Wang Zhong's words were broadcast all over the world by the camera, and everyone was intimidated by Wang Zhong's strength and madness, and countless young people regarded him as an idol!

Enough men, enough energy!

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