Due to the brawl between the disciples of the Wing Chun and Hung Quan factions, the rooftop "martial arts hall" was forced to close, and Ip Man had no choice but to move the place where he taught boxing to a park near a residential area.

At the same time, the events reported by the Chinese Daily also began to ferment, and many people who love China demonstrated outside the police station and wrote letters to complain to the Yingzheng government, causing a stir.

Finally, two days later, Yang Ming got the news from Feibo, and in order to calm the people's grievances and anger, the boss finally transferred the foreign superintendent away.

Ying has always adopted the strategic policy of using China to control China, and after the transfer of the foreign superintendent, Fei Bo was naturally promoted by half a rank, temporarily taking over the post of superintendent, presiding over the Jinhua Yang boxing exchange competition, which is in the limelight at the moment.

"I heard that after the ghost head was transferred, you will temporarily act as the superintendent, congratulations. In the police station, Hong Zhennan sat opposite Fatty Bo and congratulated him.

"It's not the same as running errands for foreign devils, it's just that the name is better. "Fat Bo is modest and authentic. Having said that, after all, it is a promotion, and people are in good spirits at happy events, and Fatty Bo is also excited, and said, "What is the matter with Master Hong's coming over this time?"

Hong Zhennan was no longer polite, and went straight to the point, saying: "The vampire is gone, will this Huayang boxing match continue?"

"The Huayang boxing match will be held as usual, and the matter of the ring will continue to trouble Master Hong. Fei Bo also saw Hong Zhennan's intention, and sighed: "The previous funds have been swept away by the ghost, and now there is no money in the bureau at all." You also know the character of foreigners, and it is more difficult to get them to approve money than to ascend to the sky. ”

Hong Zhennan's face was a little ugly, although he didn't have much hope for this matter.

……

Ip Man came to the door alone to find Hong Zhennan's theory, and after a fight, there was a faint sense of reconciliation.

……

Hong Zhennan went to the park and gave the ticket to Ip Man for the Huayang Boxing Tournament to express his goodwill.

Ip Man also agreed to watch the event.

……

A few days later.

In the sound of gongs and drums, the Huayang boxing match officially began.

The first show was a demonstration of Chinese boxing.

Several of Hong Zhennan's disciples came on the field and played a set of Hong punches in the ring.

On the high platform facing the ring sat several richly dressed foreigners, all of whom were dignitaries and dignitaries of Xiangjiang. At the bottom was the auditorium, and the masters of several martial arts halls sat in the audience at the front of the ring with their disciples.

The seats seated by foreigners are naturally superior.

Ye Man and several disciples such as Yang Ming, Huang Liang, and Xu Shichang also sat on the watchman's seat.

During the banquet, photographers from several mainstream media in Xiangjiang held up their cameras to take pictures, and the flashes clicked and flashed non-stop.

The burly Hong Zhennan walked to the banquet where Ye Man was, bowed his hand at him, and said, "Master Ye." ”

Ip Man got up and saluted back, "Master Hong, thank you for those tickets." ”

Hong Zhennan said with goodwill: "After a while, all the sects will go up to perform martial arts, and you ask the apprentices to go up and show their hands, and take the opportunity to let more people know about your Wing Chun." ”

"Okay. Ip Man did not shirk and replied with a smile.

"You're busy. ”

Hong Zhennan said politely, then turned around and left.

The first item in the opening ceremony process is the display of Chinese martial arts, and after the Hongquan demonstration, it is the turn of other martial arts halls to play.

After Hong Zhennan left, Ye Man said to several apprentices: "Ah Ming, Ah Liang, you guys also go and prepare, and you will play in a while." ”

"Yes, Master. Huang Liang and others responded.

Yang Ming stood up, looked at the area where the foreigner was, and the essence suddenly flashed.

In the foreigner's seat, a tall, muscular foreigner who looked like iron stood up and strode towards the ring.

Taylor, the European boxing champion, nicknamed Tornado.

"What are you looking at? Let's go. Huang Liang said.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Ming and the others came to the preparatory seat next to the ring and sat down, and next to them were the disciples of the Luo Clan Martial Arts Pavilion and the Liao Clan Martial Arts Pavilion.

In the ring.

Tornado jumped on stage and gestured at Zheng Weiji: "Punch me." He looked very arrogant, and in his eyes, these disciples were performing fancy boxing and showing off their legs, like dancing.

He's looking for more strength and faster power.

"Hit me!" roared Tornado.

Zheng Weiji couldn't get used to his arrogant appearance, and a straight punch hit him directly in the chest.

"Harder, come on!" Tornado's expression was very disdainful, like an adult teasing a child, and the punch did not hurt him in the slightest.

On the high platform, there was a burst of laughter.

"Come on, hit me!" the tornado continued to shout.

Zheng Weiji was furious and raised his fist to hit him on the head.

Tornado raised his hand to block, and then a hook returned to Cheng's head.

Zheng Weiji seemed to have been hit by a wood, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Several Hongquan disciples in the ring were furious and attacked the tornado together.

But there is a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and they are not at the same level at all, and in a few moves, the Hongquan disciples were defeated by the tornado one by one, and the victory was crisp and neat.

The foreigners laughed and applauded, and the applause was one after another.

"That's power!" the tornado roared loudly and arrogantly. This is the difference between Eastern and Western cultures, where the Chinese are relatively modest, and if they win, they will clench their fists to their opponents, saying "concede".

Yang Ming and Huang Liang glanced at each other and took the lead in jumping into the ring to inspect their injuries.

"This is Chinese martial arts, you better go back and dance. Tornado scoffed.

At this time, the host, who was not too big to watch the excitement, translated the tornado's words loudly: "The boxing king said that your Chinese kung fu is useless, let you go back to dancing." ”

The person who practiced martial arts was strong, how could he stand such an insult from him, he stood up and scolded angrily: "What are you talking about, foreign devil!"

"Come on, come on!"

Blamed by everyone, Tornado not only did not have the slightest intention of repentance, but got carried away and waved at them, and his disdain overflowed.

This gesture finally caused public outrage.

"Hit!"

"Shoot him!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, the digital arbitrator rushed to the stage in time to open the disciples of the martial arts hall. But how could a few people stop the wrath of the people?

More and more people rushed into the ring, and in the chaos someone shot at the tornado, only to be easily knocked to the ground by him.

Huang Liang committed the second illness again, struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and shot at the tornado.

"Jiao, if you don't die, you won't die. Yang Ming scolded secretly and hurriedly squeezed over.

Although Tornado's character is very scummy, his strength is very strong, almost reaching the level of a grandmaster, and it is a bit overwhelming to rush up and fight alone.

Huang Liang drilled into the back of the tornado and shot at him.

Tornado's five senses are keen, and he senses the danger behind him and quickly dodges it, and then swings his fist back.

"Be careful!"

Yang Ming pulled Huang Liang away violently, raised his palm and cut it on the inside of Tornado's arm, it felt like it was cut on a brick, and his palm hurt.

"Roar. ”

Tornado let out a low roar and slammed his right hand into a fist.

Yang Ming put his hand on the stall, but felt a huge force coming, and he almost fell out.

The dragon fist wind immediately hit the front with another punch, the movement was very flexible, and the degree of punch and reflex was by no means below Yang Ming.

Yang Ming hurriedly raised his palm to parry, and with a "snap", his body involuntarily retreated backwards.

"That's a lot of strength, his strength is at least two points higher than his own. ”

In the last thoughts, the tornado attacked again, but fortunately, Ye Man and Hong Zhennan arrived in time to block the tornado.

"Stop, stop. ”

"Don't fight, don't fight. ”

Hong Zhennan is still very majestic in the Xiangjiang martial arts world, and under his call, everyone calmed down.

The referee also stepped forward to stop the tornado at the right time and loudly reassured him in English.

The scuffle subsided for the time being.

Hong Zhennan looked around and said loudly to Tornado: "We perform Chinese martial arts, you don't like to watch it, you can go! But if you hurt someone, you have to apologize to us." ”

After the host translated, the tornado provoked Hong Zhennan and said: "What! Apologize? The winner will apologize to the loser, if so, won't I apologize every day? Old man, do you want me to apologize? Then if you beat me in the ring now, I will apologize." ”

The remarks made the crowd angry.

"Everyone go down first, and I'll take care of it here. Hong Zhennan persuaded the angry crowd to go down and turned to face the tornado.

While.

The first round begins.

Hong Zhennan fought the tornado, with a slight upper hand.

At least on the surface.

When it comes to boxing, Hong Zhennan is naturally a cut above Tornado. But Hong Zhennan is old and weak after all, and he is not as strong as Tornado.

Although Tornado's boxing skills are slightly inferior, they have great strength and high defense. was attacked by Hong Zhennan, but he was not injured, and the injuries were not large.

On the other hand, Hong Zhennan has begun to lose his qi because of a period of intense exercise.

Several masters with advanced skills have already seen some clues, and their faces are heavy.

Yang Ming ran to Fatty Bo's side and whispered: "Officer Fatty Bo, Master Hong's situation is very bad, if it continues like this, he will definitely lose, you must find a way to stop this game." ”

"No, Master Hong has already punched that foreign devil several times. "Fat Bo's eyesight naturally can't see the situation.

Yang Ming said: "As the saying goes, one is angry, then it declines, and three is exhausted. Chinese kung fu pays attention to internal practice of breathing, and Master Hong is old, and his strength has been used up in the first round, his momentum has weakened, and his state has declined. On the other hand, although the foreign devil lost in the first round, there was no damage. And he is in the prime of life, and the further he goes, the greater the advantage. If the fight continues like this, it is impossible for Master Hong to be killed on the spot. ”

Hearing him say this, Fei Bo looked worried and asked, "Then what should I do?" He has worked with Hong Zhennan for so many years, has a deep friendship, and is also a very good friend in private, so he naturally does not want Hong Zhennan to die in battle.

Yang Ming said: "Don't worry, my master is ready to interrupt the game at any time, you just need to withstand the pressure of the foreigners and don't make any extraneous branches." ”

"Oh, good, good. Fat Bo nodded in response.

The second round begins.

The situation has changed, and the two have won and lost each other, but Hong Zhennan's qi weakness and weakness have been very obvious, and many people have noticed that something is wrong.

Taking advantage of the break, Ip Man stepped forward and persuaded, "Stop fighting, Master Hong." Don't hurt yourself just to get angry. ”

Hong Zhennan said: "We can't let foreigners look down on us. I can endure it for life, but I can't insult Chinese martial arts!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Ip Man was powerless to persuade him.

Yang Ming said: "Master, if the situation is not good for a while, you will stop the game." ”

Ip Man said in a deep voice: "This is Master Hong's belief, he is afraid that he would rather die in battle than surrender." ”

Yang Ming said: "Is victory or defeat important or life and death important!"

Ip Man couldn't help but be stunned, he had said a similar sentence to Hong Zhennan not long ago, whether it was important to win or lose or eat with his family.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I see." ”

Seeing that Ye Man agreed to make a move, Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

Round 3.

Hong Zhennan was completely out of action, the strength and degree of his punches decreased significantly, and he was beaten by the tornado and had no power to fight back, which was exactly what Ip Man once said.

People always get old, how can there be the most capable person in this world!

As soon as the scene opened, Hong Zhennan was beaten by a tornado and vomited blood.

"Master!"

Yang Ming was a little anxious.

"Hmm. ”

Ip Man nodded, standing under the ring, his muscles tense and ready to strike at any moment.

After Hong Zhennan stood up, he was hit by the tornado again.

The cheers and laughter of the foreigners rang out together, but the Chinese were all staring at each other.

The tornado hit the key point of Hong Zhennan in a row.

"Master!"

Yang Ming snorted lightly.

Ip Man had already jumped up and jumped in between the cables, and before he could reach the ground, his legs had already wrapped around the tornado, wrangling him to the ground.

"Aki, send your master down. Ye Man held Hong Zhennan and said loudly.

Zheng Weiji and other Hong Quan disciples worked together to bring Hong Zhennan off the ring.

Hong Zhennan's eyes showed unwillingness, but he was seriously injured at this time, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Dangdangdang......

The referee rang the bell, punished Ip Man for a foul, and sentenced Hong Zhennan to lose.

The foreigners shouted and cursed, and the rostrum was in chaos.

Tornado stood up and roared loudly, rushing over to make another move, but was stopped by the referee.

Ip Man said loudly: "We admit defeat in this game, but it doesn't mean that Chinese martial arts lose, I want to challenge you for Master Hong." ”

……

The foreigner police inspector asked loudly: "Fat Bo, what's going on?"

"Sir, this was just an accident, I'll take care of it right away. ”

Fat Bo stood on the rostrum and bowed to the foreigners, calming down their anger.

The Huayang boxing match was forced to be suspended, and the host, referee and Tornado communicated.

Moments later, the host announced that a new round of Ip Man and Tornado matches would take place in seven days.

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