After a few sips of energy drinks in the lounge area, Wei Zheng ushered in his fourth match, this time not an American, but a karate master from Japan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This master's name is Kuroki Yamamoto, his face is ordinary, his beard is cleanly shaved, and he looks very stocky, and he is also a well-known karate practitioner around the world.

When it comes to the martial art of karate, Wei Zheng has to think of two people. One is the undefeated god of war Bill Valles, known as the "Super Leg", who has been able to compete in many heavyweight competitions throughout his life without being defeated.

The other is Oyama Beda, the founder of Gokukarate, who has a knack for splitting the horns and pebbles of a bull and smashing whiskey bottles with his bare hands.

If Wei Zheng wants to talk about his true thoughts, he feels that if Bruce Lee and the two masters just mentioned are still alive, even if he has an extraordinary physique and talent, he is not sure that he can fight.

As for these people who practice martial arts today, in a pampered living environment, there are not many people who can endure hardships ruthlessly, so he has the confidence to fight with others like this with one enemy.

Originally, Wei Zheng thought that if the Japanese devils had an improper attitude and made disrespectful remarks, he said that he had to pretend to be a B in front of the Chinese people, and play a good game against the Japanese players to combat their arrogance.

I never thought that this Yamamoto was a person who paid great attention to the spirit of bushido, and was quite humble and polite, very educated, and couldn't help but make Wei Zheng feel a little good. It can be seen that this is a person who devotes all his energy to martial arts, pure, and Wei Zheng appreciates it very much.

Yamamoto is the kind of karate practitioner who cultivates both hands and legs, and his overall strength is relatively strong, but for Wei Zheng, if he is not specialized in a certain item, then he is not strong. Because Wei Zheng's speed is now different from what it used to be, it is difficult for Yamamoto to hit him effectively and strike him.

In order to show his respect for his opponent, Wei Zheng did not intend to tease Yamamoto like a monkey, but decided to have a few hard encounters with him to test the power of karate. "Since it's not a right-wing extremist sent by the devil, then I'll leave some affection for my subordinates." Wei Zheng thought secretly.

Now that the contest has begun, Wei Zhenghou jumped to dodge another slash from Yamamoto, then quickly jumped forward, smashing both fists forward at the same time, facing Yamamoto's slashed palm again.

After a crisp "click", Wei Zheng only felt that the fingers of his left hand were about to be split and dislocated, and naturally hung down, and he could no longer use it for a while. Yamamoto was also shocked to take a step back, and both of them deeply felt the strength of the other and the strength of their bones.

"He is a karate master who can split pebbles with his bare hands, his upper limbs are extremely strong, his hands are covered with calluses, and his bones, muscles and even skin give people an indestructible feeling, just like using his fists against a steel plate." Wei Zheng made such a high evaluation of Yamamoto in his heart.

"Awesome, I won't touch you hard!" After finishing speaking, Wei Zheng calmed the emotion in his heart, and calmly began to use the grappling style of play, anyway, he recovered quickly and could withstand himself for high-frequency attacks. After two minutes, Yamamoto couldn't guard against it, and could only become a passive target. But he is also a tough guy, and he has always insisted on refusing to admit defeat.

On the other hand, Wei Zheng is now just walking around with punches, kicks, knees and elbows. If it weren't for the fact that he appreciated an indomitable warrior like Yamamoto and didn't want to hurt him too much, he would have hit Yamamoto's point a long time ago; And now, he just wants to hurt Yamamoto and make him retreat.

Another two minutes passed, and Yamamoto was so confused that he finally fell to the ground with a "thud", and the stimulation of the accumulated pain around his body made him faint.

If you take off his robes, you can find that he is definitely covered in bruises, bruises and red marks everywhere.

Wei Zheng waved for the medical staff to come and care for Yamamoto, and he trotted back to the lounge on the edge of the field, while the belated referee announced the result behind him.

Therefore, in this fourth competition, Wei Zheng still won, and such a record made the audience boil again. People and many media predicted that Wei Zheng would win all the competitions, defeat the challengers one by one, and eventually become famous and become a generation of martial gods.

Wei Zheng's relatives and friends who were far away from his hometown also gathered in front of their computers, mobile phones and TVs at this moment, watching the live broadcast of the martial arts competition excitedly, after all, this is enough for the entire Wei family to be called a glorious ancestor. After today, maybe Wei Zheng will become the number one master in the world martial arts openly, and what a beautiful scenery it will be.

After a short break, Wei Zheng, who wiped his sweat, appeared in the audience's field of vision again, this is to accept the fifth competition again.

This time, his opponent was a stick from South Korea, known as the first stick in taekwondo, and he was really dignified, but there was always a kind of arrogance written on his face, as if he was superior, which made Wei Zheng immediately excited.

That's right, Wei Zheng's favorite thing to do is to slap his face in public, and he thinks that it is a thing for him to enjoy letting a person he hates make a fool of himself in front of many people.

Therefore, in order to show respect for his opponent, Wei Zheng felt that he should go all out and be merciless, and directly cripple this stick, how to say that they are all people who have signed life and death certificates, and it is already very merciful not to kill them himself.

"I'm from the noble Korean nation, humble Chinese, Chinese martial arts, and Muay Thai, vulnerable in front of our taekwondo, you better admit defeat early!" Sure enough, this Korean named Park Yisu took the initiative to provoke as soon as he walked opposite Wei Zheng, as if he wanted to get all the popularity won by Wei Zheng's four consecutive victories on himself.

As a genuine long-legged Oba, Park Yisu does have so many brain-dead fans cheering for him, how to say that people also rely on his father's hard work to earn money for most of his life, and he has turned himself into an artificial handsome guy, looking at that sharp nose, it is not worse than a white man.

Wei Zheng also teased in a disdainful tone: "Oh, the stick can even speak our Chinese, it's not easy!" If you can't beat you within five moves, I'll admit defeat! ”

The audience who saw the two of them fighting each other cheered, and it seemed that there would be a dragon fight, but it seemed that Wei Zheng had a much greater chance of winning.

"Hmph, then you're ready to throw in the towel!" After the stick was finished, after the referee said to start, he took the lead and attacked Wei Zheng's chest with a rather sharp forward kick.

When he was talking just now, Wei Zheng had been concentrating and accumulating strength, improving his combat quality, and adjusting his state to the best. At this moment, Park Yisu dared to take the lead, "It's just right!" Wei Zhengxin said.

In an instant, Wei Zheng showed his phantom-like speed, first striking a side punch and a forward kick to Pu Yisu, and the other hand slammed twice before the stick could change its move. Then Wei Zheng took a step back, leaped forward again, and slammed a diagonal knee into the leg of the stick.

After two "clicks" and "clicks", the stick fell to the ground, unconscious. It only took four combos for Wei Zheng to knock out this stick, and the whole process can be said to be smooth and smooth in one go, which can be used as a model for short and fast combo video teaching!

Actually, strictly five times. Wei Zheng threw three punches first, breaking a lot of Pu Yisu's ribs and breaking one of his legs, and when the stick fell to the ground, Wei Zheng took advantage of the situation to lift the knee on the other side, so he "snapped" and hit the stick in the face again.

Poor little face of the stick, rather handsome, was lost because of this blow. The bridge of his nose was broken, seven or eight teeth were missing, and his mouth was bloody, and this appearance was even more miserable than before he had plastic surgery.

Wei Zheng glanced down at the stick lying silently on the ground, looked up and shouted with a smile: "I am Chinese!" ”

Becoming a king and defeating a villain, this law is becoming more and more obvious in the future world, no one cares about the defeated and disabled Pu Yisu, only people's cheers and shouts on the field, "Wei Zheng!" "Wei Zheng!" "I love you!" "Well done!"

Wei Zheng's fans in the audience were fanatical, and it had to be said to be an inspiring thing to say that it was an inspiring thing to tyrannize a Korean stick that loves to run to China to make money on weekdays.

Of course, while the Chinese audience in this stadium raised their eyebrows, the South Korean media reporters were embarrassed, which was really a naked slap in the face. They are no longer embarrassed to go around shouting that Wei Zheng is their Korean.

And the Korean masters who were originally ranked behind to try Wei Zheng had a try, but when they saw that Park Yisu's classmates who were stronger than themselves were beaten half-naked by Wei Zheng a few times, they also ran away one after another, afraid of stepping into the footsteps of Park Yisu.

"It seems that this Wei Zheng has an enmity with us Koreans!" They couldn't help but think of it as they left.

Because Wei Zheng's performance was too strong, some of the masters who should have come on the court to challenge him next came up after a few moves, and they conceded defeat when they felt the gap, and some even admitted defeat directly as soon as they came up. This made Wei Zheng a little helpless, and he felt that it was too unchallenging.

With a move in his heart, Wei Zheng actually proposed that those who thought they couldn't beat him alone could form a team to cooperate and besiege him. But these masters are also among the best in the martial arts world of their respective countries, and since Wei Zheng has made such a request, it would be too stingy to go on again.

Of course, there are also some people who think that they can't pull down their sons, and they feel that they are famous seniors and disdain to besiege them like this.

So sure enough, some of the challengers who were originally old friends and fellow disciples formed a team in twos and threes to challenge Wei Zheng together.

Everyone who saw this scene felt that Wei Zheng was too crazy and dared to propose such a one-to-many competition, but they couldn't help but be impressed by Wei Zheng's courage.

It happened that from the tenth game to the sixteenth game at noon, Wei Zheng fought against many people by himself, and each time it brought a lot of problems to Wei Zheng, but he still solved it calmly. This also gave him more inspiration in martial arts.

After all, you only need to pay attention to the dynamics of the 180-degree enemy in front of you when you fight alone, and you need to pay attention to 360-degree in the face of group attacks.

With his potential far beyond ordinary people, he has managed to achieve no defeat or even a draw. Gradually, the audience became accustomed to watching him win, and they no longer applauded wildly. In their opinion, Wei Zhengsheng's victory in the end was no suspense.

At noon, Wei Zheng only spent an hour eating and resting, and he was bent on returning to China to reunite with Lu Jing, and when the afternoon game had not yet started, he said with a hot brain: "Challengers, if you feel that you can't beat me, you can also take doping or something, this is not a regular competition, you are free!" ”

"Wow", the audience exclaimed again, it was too arrogant, how crazy can Wei Zheng be? Aren't you afraid that a mysterious master will suddenly appear to abuse him? However, he does have the strength to be crazy, relying on his sixteen-game winning streak so far.

In the seventeenth match, there were three opponents, three white Europeans who practiced Muay Thai, and each of them took a lot of doping, or injected with adrenaline or something, all of which were provided by the gymnasium organizers. Because of this, these opponents are unusually excited.

Wei Zheng moved his muscles and bones, the lunch of ten people he had eaten just now had been digested, and he was providing him with an endless stream of energy. rubbed the few dark injuries that had not fully recovered from the morning competition, and signaled to the referee to start......

As expected, Wei Zheng won, and now there are not many people who dare to say that they can beat him in Muay Thai, at most they are more skilled than him in technology, but Wei Zheng's strength and speed have reached the level that most people can only look up to, so they still can't beat him.

Although there were a few more minor injuries on his body, Wei Zheng was still radiant, his eyes were blazing, and his breath was also very stable and long. It wasn't until the twentieth match that Wei Zheng finally met the strongest lineup sent by the host country, the United States, this time - a team composed of three boxing champions with gold belts.

In the squad, there is one heavyweight, one sub-heavyweight, and one light heavyweight, all of whom are fierce and brave African-Americans, and each of them is close to the original Muay Thai champion Blair, but the record is not as dazzling as Blair.

And these three blacks may now have taken special stimulants secretly provided by the United States to stimulate their potential, because obviously the United States does not want a foreigner to show off his might on its own territory for a long time, and it is time to shut down Wei Zheng.

"American friends really treat me well!" Wei Zheng said in his heart, but there is no way, if he says it, he spills out the water, who will let his own strength die?

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