For a player who has been competing in the arena, the further you go to the back, the more bad it is for him, because the latecomers already know about you. www.biquge.info He and his brothers analyzed Wanjin's ability and knew that Wanjin had a relatively deep internal strength and on-the-spot understanding, but his boxing skills were not very exquisite, basically using brute force, and he had not reached any realm at all. Those patchwork punches are basically just improvised, not like some martial arts masters.

On the third day, the thirty-sixth heavenly general asked Wan Jin to compete one-on-one with the last four heavenly kings.

"But you have taken my sword, and what shall I compare with them?" Wan Jin said casually.

"That's your business, it's none of my business. You can borrow a sword from a variety of heroes. Heavenly General Thirty-Six said with a smile.

"Take your first sword in the world and give it to you," the king said nonchalantly, handing over the first sword in the world, "Give it back to me when you're done." ”

"But I have to defeat a hundred of you to return my sword, which is obviously impossible." Wan Jin said.

"Just lending it to you temporarily." Tianwang said.

"But it's a sword! Are you not afraid of losing money? Wan Jin reminded embarrassedly.

"The sword also depends on whose hand it is used in." Tianwang said lightly, without the slightest intention of laughing at Wanjin.

"Alright then, thanks!" Wan Jin took the sword, thinking to himself, didn't he say this too?

The Heavenly King took an ordinary sword.

The two fought each other, only to see Wanjin dancing swords, such as dancing sticks, dancing knives and dancing guns, or racking or slashing or stabbing or intercepting, and the changes in moves were sluggish. Look at the king of heaven again, the sword is not intercepted, not to meet or fight, to avoid the real and hit the false, to obliquely take the right, out of thin air a blow, all hit. In less than a few rounds, Wan Jin's clothes have been torn through many places by the Heavenly King, and the holes are exposed to flesh, and he is embarrassed. I saw that the king of heaven returned to Wanjin's back, and when he didn't stand firm, he kicked hard, and Wanjin fell down.

"Got it, you're losing in swordsmanship." As soon as the king of heaven wants to return to the world, the first sword is handed to the thirty-six heavenly generals, and he said while pulling Wanjin to stand up. "As long as you have practiced swordsmanship for a year, it will probably not be a problem to win you."

In the second game, Tianwang Er fought with Wanjin with his bare hands.

"You know tai chi, then I will also use tai chi to learn from you." Tianwang Er said with a smile.

"I learned authentic Wudang Taijiquan in Wudang Mountain." Wan Jin was still deliberately reminding the other party, "Wudang ancestor Zhang Sanfeng personally instructed me. ”

"Wouldn't it? Are you talking nonsense with a high fever? Tianwang Er was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to the head of the 10,000 yuan and touched it, "It's not burned, I said young man, are you teasing me, making me happy?" ”

"Senior, what I said is true. Otherwise, you can use other tricks against me. Wan Jin earnestly advised.

"Well, I don't understand you right now. Today's young people talk in their dreams during the day. Maybe it's something or something fantasy novels, I read too much, and I traveled through time and space to meet Zhang Sanfeng. And no wonder, understandable, understandable. But I still want to beat you with tai chi. Tianwang Er shook his head and expressed deep sympathy for Wanjin's words and deeds. Young man, no matter what kind of punch it is, it depends on who fights. It's not about punches, it's about people. Let's fight. ”

Like a game, Wanjin was caught up in the chaotic ring that the two kings were talking about: "The chaotic ring spell is the most difficult to pass, and the top and bottom are easy-going and wonderful." Trapping the enemy deep into the chaotic ring, four or two thousand catties of tricks are successful. Hands and feet go in and look for it horizontally and vertically, and the chaotic ring in the palm is not empty. If you want to know what the law is, you can succeed if you hit the right point. ”

The king of heaven stopped with his hand. When Wan Jin couldn't hear the other party's recitation, he found that he had been pushed to the ground.

Wan Kim was already feeling ashamed. was defeated so easily, just like easy play, I thought I was an expert in Tai Chi, but I never thought that I would be defeated unconsciously. Could it be that you have learned Tai Chi in vain? Could it be that his own martial arts are really not good? So why still have you to win a few games? Why can you still beat down fifteen heavenly generals and fifty heroes? Why can you still defeat those warrior monks in Shaolin Temple? Why is he so handy with Zhang Sanfeng? Did they deceive themselves? Or is it not good for their kung fu to do it? Or did you not practice your kung fu at all?

Wan Jin turned over, knelt on one leg and said, "Master, can you tell me where I lost?" Why, exactly! ”

"Do you know what he just recited?" Tianwang II asked.

"I don't know." Wan Kim said, "But it must be boxing." ”

"Didn't your masters, that is, the masters of Wudang Mountain, and the master Zhang Sanfeng in your dream teach you?"

"Nope. I just practiced with them, and I practiced and practiced. There is no need for a fist spectrum at all. ”

"You are smart enough, you dare to come out and fight with others after practice, it's amazing." Tianwang II said. "Tell you, this is Tai Chi's "Chaotic Ring Decision". It is similar to the practice of your Baguazhang in Wudang Mountain. If you learn the chaotic ring, your Tai Chi can be invincible in the world. ”

The audience was dumbfounded by the two battles. Originally, they should have a hero in their hearts who could defeat the invincible opponent in the world. But the reality in front of them shattered their dreams of worship. From yesterday's defeat by the Eighteen Arhats, to today's two defeats, the heroes in their hearts are really defeated, which is really unacceptable to them. They can no longer wave the flag for the victorious side, they can't shout, their emotions are saying no.

"Also, don't you want to know why it failed? In fact, in the final analysis, your actual combat ability is far from good. Even if you practice Tai Chi to the point of perfection, if you don't participate enough in actual combat, then it is a fluke that you win. Young man, learn more from your fellow initiates in the future. ”

After a half-hour break, the third contest began again.

"I am the third of the four heavenly kings of the Zhenhua Martial Arts Alliance, and today I will use Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do to compete with you." Tianwang San said modestly.

Jeet Kune Do is amazing! But Wan Jin didn't practice. But who can practice to the level of Bruce Lee? Don't be intimidated!

Then use Baguazhang against him. Don't you want to intercept? I will circle around you, and grasp your fist with my palm, and see where you cut it, and see where you cut it.

Wan Jin secretly rejoiced, thinking that he had found a way to deal with it.

However, when he unfolded the circle and walked around, he never expected that Tianwang San would instead follow his walk and circle him around the center for a bouncing walk. It's like Wanjin turned out to be the earth, and he wanted to revolve around the sun of Tianwang San, but Tianwang San didn't want to be the sun and suddenly became the moon, but instead circled around the earth of Wanjin.

Ten thousand gold came out of the palm, and the palm fell short. Tianwang San only hit with an inch fist, and Wanjin's left shoulder was hit, and a light blow that seemed to be so close was a thousand pounds. Wan Jin lost his balance and fell backwards.

The audience "Wow! They all stood up. Their hearts could no longer bear the depression, and the fall of Wanjin made their worried hearts jump to their throats at once, and they all stood up involuntarily, as if this stand could lift Wanjin who was about to fall and prevent him from falling.

"Quiet, quiet!" The referee presses his hands downward. In fact, the competition was silent at this time, and the referee's heart was the same as that of the audience, he was afraid that the audience's inner beating would explode all of a sudden. "There's a fourth, there's a fourth."