Chapter 624: Heavyweight Boxing Champion
The clouds disperse and the moon is the head, and the cattle meet before and after.
Defend with a bow, and one arrow will be the whole thing.
When I heard the announcement, I immediately went to the referee's stand to verify my identity and boarded the No. 2 competition platform.
As soon as I got my footing, my opponent stepped into the ring from the other side, and he looked even more anxious than I did, as if he had won the match!
I looked at this opponent in a white practice uniform, and saw that he could be about 20 years old, a boy and a girl, white and clean, and his body looked slender and slender! He really looked a little bit like a prince charming! If it weren't for his bruised arms, it would be hard to believe that he would be a martial artist!
When the referee saw that both of me were in place, he came over and simply announced the rules of the game, because it was too verbose, and I didn't listen to it, and I didn't understand the rules of the game, I only heard the last two words "start"!
The young man in white saw the referee announce the start of the game, four fingers together and curled, the thumb clasped the second knuckle of the index finger and middle finger into a crane wing palm, the right wrist bent and adducted, the tiger's mouth opened into a crane's head palm, and a crane-shaped fist "Thousand Characters Fight" starting hand style was lit up.
Oh! I saw this hand-to-hand style and said, "This kid is practicing Wing Chun White Crane Boxing!"
The young man in white just pulled up his hand, "Ah", pushed his fist and sent a palm move, the white crane spread its wings and hit me, his move is just in the middle and soft, and the fists and palms are really like that!
I saw that the young man in white spread his wings and the white crane really looked like it, especially his shout of "ah", it seemed that there was really a force sent out with the sound!
It's a pity! He played too slowly, maybe he usually played too many routines, in order to show that momentum, so slowness has become a habit!
Martial arts pay attention to punching fast and fighting slowly! As long as the punch is slow for half a point, it will be lost! So when I saw this, I already knew it in my heart!
The young man in white spread his wings and struck at me, and when his fist was about to hit my chest, I immediately drew a circle with my right palm, and at the same time took his fist away, I kicked him in the lower abdomen and knocked him down.
I barely used any force to kick the young man in white on the lower abdomen, and I avoided his acupuncture points, otherwise he would have been seriously injured and vomited blood!
The young man in white was kicked down by me, and he didn't feel that he was hurt, and he just wanted to get up on his stomach, but suddenly he covered his lower abdomen and fell down again.
The spectators who watched the game around saw that the young man in white couldn't get up after being kicked by me, and they were very puzzled, and they started to talk about it, and only a few martial arts schools understood what was going on!
It's me who adds a dark energy to this foot, this is really a layman looking at the excitement, and an insider watching the doorway!
Those martial arts schools have been watching me all the time and keeping me in their hearts, because I may be the strongest competitor of their martial arts schools!
At this moment, in the VIP viewing room on the second floor, an old monk wearing an apricot yellow robe pointed to my side, and said to a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes beside him: "Zihua, which disciple is the young man who just made a move to defeat the enemy?"
The middle-aged man looked at the competition platform number and flipped through the roster in his hand, and said respectfully to the old monk: "Master, that is a student of Shuanglong Martial Arts School, Shuanglong Martial Arts School is a small martial arts school in the Northeast, but the principal of Shuanglong Martial Arts School has a lot of background, his name is Deng Qihua is the descendant of the Xingyi Quan Northern School!"
"Oh, Zihua, wait a few days, you can arrange for Deng Qihua and this young man to come to see me together!"
After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes and slowly turned the rosary in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing that the old monk closed his eyes and recuperated, the middle-aged man didn't dare to disturb and got up lightly and came to the window to look at the competition platform below and said: "This is the first game, and it is already so exciting!
I easily won this game, so I went to the Taolu competition venue to find Uncle Deng and others, and there were all kinds of eyes looking at me along the way, and I ignored these people.
When I arrived at the ring of the routine competition, I saw that Uncle Deng's little apprentice Liu Chao was still there in the 12 styles of Xingyi Boxing, and Uncle Deng was watching with a frown, it seems that the form is not optimistic!
When Uncle Deng saw me coming, he said with a smile on his face: "Chang Peng won the battle so quickly, and he didn't hurt the children!"
"Hehe, I'm measured, don't worry, Uncle Deng, by the way, Uncle Deng, when will I be able to play the next game!"
Uncle Deng said helplessly after listening to me: "Chang Peng, according to the rules of the competition, you will only be able to participate in the second round tomorrow." ”
After listening to Uncle Deng, I looked at Liu Chao in the stands and said, "Uncle Deng, I don't think Liu Chao played very well today!"
Uncle Deng sighed and said: "Yes! Xiao Chao is too nervous today, after all, it is a national competition! This time, our martial arts school only has four places, and the age is under twenty-five, and my powerful disciples are just overage and can't participate, so I have no choice but to let Xiao Chao and Ah Wen go, in fact, this time I put the treasure on you and Jujie!"
After Uncle Deng finished speaking, he looked at Liu Chao, who was a little stiff in the stands, turned his head to me and said, "The 500,000 yuan prize money in this competition is too important to my martial arts school, if you can't get this bonus, the martial arts school may not be able to operate next year!"
After listening to Uncle Deng, I also sighed.
"That's it, Chang Peng, you can go to the competition for Ah Wen in the afternoon, so that the chance can be a little bigger!" Uncle Deng clenched his fists after speaking.
I looked at Uncle Deng's back and said in my heart: "I must not let this kind of heroic ending happen to Uncle Deng!"
After waiting for a while, Liu Chao's routine competition was over, and the results were unsatisfactory as agreed, and Uncle Deng's face was also full of gloom, but Uncle Deng did not blame Liu Chao, but encouraged him.
In this way, after Liu Chao's routine competition, there was no competition in our Shuanglong Martial Arts School in the morning, so we could only wait at the scene, so after a morning of hard work, finally in the afternoon, I packed up and was about to play, and here again!
The inspection referee is not allowed to play because my name is not added to the pre-game report, although this person is only a test referee, but the bureaucracy has been brought to the extreme, that domineering look, there is no one to look at the players of our small martial arts school as a person, some people as long as they have a little power in their hands, then they will forget who they are!!