Wang Xiaohu has been thinking about how to deal with it for a week since he agreed to the 100-person Kumite challenge, and according to his opinion, the "100-person Kumite" can be called a marathon in the world of martial arts. 【】

In order to successfully pass the 100-man kumite, it is not only necessary to have superb fighting skills and abundant physical strength, but also to adopt the right strategy.

The level of skill determines whether your defense and offense are appropriate, and whether you can achieve solid defense and kill with one hit.

Stamina can make the difference between staying on the ground or getting knocked out in the middle of the game.

Skill and stamina go hand in hand, with flawless skill saving a lot of stamina, and plenty of stamina making you more accurate in defending and attacking more aggressively.

Wang Xiaohu already has these two conditions, but in terms of strategy, he must grasp the general direction, if he comes up is a fierce rush, then less than 20 people, his physical strength will be exhausted, and he will be greeted by a ruthless blow.

So as soon as he came out, he used Wing Chun to defend and counterattack, and he was extremely successful in killing with one blow and knocking out the opponent to achieve the purpose of shocking the audience.

Judging from the fact that he didn't get injured until he was seventy-six and was almost knocked down by the opponent, his method was correct. Even if Brother Xiaolong fights a hundred people, he will take the same method as himself.

Wang Xiaohu stood in the middle of the field, allowing his entire left arm to completely relax, the force of the striking knife just now was so strong that his left arm was still in a state of paralysis, accompanied by slight redness and swelling. It was far beyond his expectations that he had only been injured until now, and the next twenty-four people would definitely use more violent attacks when they saw that they were injured, until they knocked themselves down.

"Whew!" Wang Xiaohu exhaled a long breath, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead, as long as he knocked down four more people, he could usher in a precious four-minute break, and after cheering himself up in his heart, he walked to the middle of the field and posed in a three-body pose.

This is the third type of kung fu he has exposed since entering the challenge, and in the previous 76 fights, he used authentic Wing Chun, occasionally mixed with a little Bajiquan learned from Zhao Gang.

This has great advantages, in addition to making himself more proficient in Wing Chun's actual combat experience, he can also hide his own strength, after all, Wing Chun is his foundation, and the first choice for fighting strong with weak.

For Wang Xiaohu, Xingyi Boxing is a means for him to shape his body and increase his strength.

When he showed off the three-body pose, Dashan Beida nodded and said to Kato Tiangang: "You're right, it's not Wing Chun just now, it turns out that Wang Xiaohu has also practiced Xingyi Boxing." ”

Kato Tian Gang smiled and said: "If there is no person who has practiced Xingyi, he will not distinguish the subtle difference between Cun Quan and Collapse Fist, generally speaking, Cun Jin is biased towards the Rou surname, and Collapse Fist is the surname Gang, I didn't expect him to fuse two completely different boxing techniques together, I will try it when I go back." ”

"Aren't you dismissive of traditional Chinese arts?" Dashan Beida was shocked when he heard this.

Katoda shrugged his shoulders, two thick black eyebrows raised, and said, "I started to pay attention to national martial arts seven years ago, but I used Xingyi Quan as a way to regain my strength, and I still insist on standing in three-body posture for two hours every day. ”

"I'll learn from you another day." Dashan Beida thought a little

In addition to ordinary onlookers and media reporters, there were five ambulances parked aside, and dozens of police officers were guarding from the door to the ambulance to ensure that the road was unimpeded.

"Friends from the audience in front of the TV, I am Ryoko Matsuna, a reporter from TV Tokyo, and now I am broadcasting for you the situation of the famous Hong Kong director Wang Xiaohu challenging the authoritative 100-person kutan in the domestic karate world, Wang Xiaohu is" A well-dressed female reporter is introducing Wang Xiaohu's relevant information in front of the camera.

Just when Matsunako introduced her to Bruce Lee, there was a stirring from the crowd behind her.

"Someone has been carried out again!"

"How many? How many are they? ”

"It seems like 80 of them!"

"Oh my God, this man's sternum has collapsed!"

Matsunariko, who was still feeling good about the camera, suddenly screamed when she heard this, turned around and trotted to the door of the headquarters, and said to the photographer at the same time: "Come here, take a careful shot of this person being injured, and I want a few close-ups!" ”

"Miss, please get out of the way, don't get in our way, his chest was hit hard by Wang Xiaohu, if he is not rescued, I am afraid his life is in danger!" A black belt in karate carrying a stretcher shouted loudly and raised his hand to push Ryoko Matsuna, who was in the way, aside.

"Ahh Matsunaroko staggered to the ground, but she didn't get angry, she got excited when she heard "life is in danger", and got up from the ground with a bone, and when the black belt was sent to the ambulance, she grabbed the arm of the person who pushed her just now and asked, "What is the situation inside now?" ”

"Wang Xiaohu is already injured! His physical strength has been completely depleted, and we say that the warriors of this empire are invincible in the world! The interviewed black belt said with an angry face!

"He's dying! I have to rush back now because I'm going to play soon! The other said excitedly!

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to the black belt master at the scene, the current Wang Xiaohu has been seriously injured, and his physical strength is exhausted, we have reason to believe that with the efforts of the powerful warriors of the empire, the next person to be carried out is Wang Xiaohu!"

Matsunaryoko looked at the camera like a peach blossom, and continued to talk about Wang Xiaohu's information with a small mouth, and in less than two minutes, another person was carried out!

"The 81st, oh my God, has this man been hit by a car!"

The doctor in charge of the ambulance said with a look of regret on his face: "If this continues, our warriors will be brutally killed by Wang Xiaohu!" ”

Matsunariko shook her head and said, "This shows that Wang Xiaohu is already the last struggle!" He's definitely going to be carried out! ”

"That's right! He will definitely be defeated by our samurai! The people around shouted loudly.

The doctors only shook their heads and sighed after hearing this, at first the person was just swollen and there was no big problem, but from the 75th onwards, the injured person either rubbed and bleed from the lower body, or broke his limbs, and the two who were lifted out just now were hit hard in the chest and abdomen, and there were already serious symptoms of internal bleeding, and the 81st person would be disabled for life even if he was rescued.

Is this a 100-person kumite challenge, it is clearly a life and death ring match, this style of play only appeared when Dashan Beida challenged that year, but Dashan Beida is still a little heavy, this Chinese is to die!

"Why bother?" The doctor sighed, but heard another scream in his ears: "The 82nd has been carried out!" The doctor gritted his teeth and rushed over again, at this time saving people is like fighting fire!

The fight here is hot, the blood is boiling, and the citizens in front of the TV are angry, their dignified imperial warriors were actually beaten by a Chinese chicken flying dog jumping over the wall, this is a phenomenon they have never encountered, many people clenched their fists, and said all kinds of vicious words to the TV.

As for the Yamaguchi-gumi, the market was opened according to the old practice, with Kazuo Kozuo and his gang disciples watching in front of the TV to cheer for their black belts.

"Down with him, yes, serial attack, don't stop, Wang Xiaohu can't do it anymore!"

"Okay, just hit it like that!"

On the TV screen, Wang Xiaohu was kicked back three steps by a black belt master, his defense is no longer so tight, his attack is no longer so sharp, his eyes also betray him deeply, he is now at the end of the road, he only needs someone to go up and lightly, he will be knocked down!

When he hit the "eighty-five people", Dashan Beida finally breathed a sigh of relief, because he found that Wang Xiaohu had now reached the limit, and such a result was not even Dashan Beida had it back then, in a sense, even if Wang Xiaohu was defeated at this time, his comprehensive strength was quite terrifying, and karate black belt 8 was not a problem at all.

Wang Xiaohu in the field was breathing a little heavily, a lot of sweat flowed into his eyes, making his vision a little blurry and a little blurry, and the huge physical overdraft made him slow down, and his mind was now blank, seemingly shaky, and he could fall down at any time.

But the mentality of "the strong must win" has always made him insist, he knows that this is a marathon, this is a challenge and a mental war, he can't fall!

"Lao Wang, there are fifteen more, you have to hold on, there are only fifteen left!" Zhao Gang shouted at the top of his voice, he is now more anxious than anyone else, in the last fight, Wang Xiaohu used the high leg method for the first time, and knocked the opponent directly with a beautiful hook kick, but his chest, arms, and legs all appeared with different levels of scars, such as his left arm, because of the excessive use of the left arm block, the swelling was as thick as two arms.

"Brother Tiger is numb, Regiment Leader, Brother Tiger can't hear it!" Zhang Yun and Guo Peng had tears in their eyes, if Wang Xiaohu's successive KO opponents like a killing god made people feel happy at the beginning, now Wang Xiaohu on the court is seriously numb!

The kick from the 86th black belt made Wang Xiaohu take three more steps back, and if he hadn't kicked the ground with his hind foot, he would have been knocked out.

"It's a pity!" There was a clear cry of regret from the audience, and when the eighty-sixth black belt master heard this, he shouted with all his strength, and took two steps into the air, Wang Xiaohu raised his head in confusion, and the other party's two legs in his sight were getting closer and closer

Zhao Gang and the others didn't look over their heads when they saw this, they couldn't bear to see the scene of Wang Xiaohu being knocked out.

Hearing a loud bang, there were exclamations in the room, Zhao Gang looked up again, and immediately smiled, but the laughter was very miserable

(To be continued)