At this moment, Wang Ben jumped, the frequency of his feet accelerated, and the distance of one meter was opened in an instant, and Chekov's inevitable kick missed.

Then, he stepped forward to Chekov's right side, his arms bent back, and the whole person was like a spinning top, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The momentum is amazing, and it is as powerful as a cannon.

Cannon fist, boxing hook, the perfect fusion of two different techniques, bursting out with unparalleled attack power.

At the same time, the footsteps do not stop, gossip and dragon steps, like a dragon entering the sea, as fast as thunder.

The fist of the right hand was like a cannonball leaving the chamber of the cannon, and the wind was blowing in the face.

At this time, Wang Ben's chest rose and fell, his breathing was concussive, and with the performance of the action, it was like a real cannonball, making a roaring sound.

This voice is deep, with the cannon fist, the power is even more advanced, and from a distance, Wang Ben's body at this time seems to be really hiding a fort.

Annotation of the Boxing Sutra: The cannon fist is like a cannon, it is fire, not a cannon, and there is a tendency for the river to drain the bank.

Fists are like cannons, cannons are like fists! The cannon landed, and the center exploded!

Suddenly, Wang Ben had an understanding.

This punch has the power of a cannon fist in the middle, and at the same time, it contains the speed and power of the uppercut in the boxing.

Since the boxing competition, Wang Ben's understanding of Chinese martial arts has become more and more profound, and at this time, he has integrated boxing into martial arts, and the two complement each other and appear to be handy in actual combat.

Practicing martial arts, it is difficult to have a practical effect, usually people in the martial arts world, when they meet, they ask you what martial arts you have practiced, which is a very uninformed question.

The core of martial arts is fighting, fighting! Instead of practicing!

No matter how well you practice, no matter how standard and beautiful the movements are, at best they can only be used for performance, and they can't really have a real combat effect.

Generally speaking, when you ask about boxing skills, you always ask if you have ever boxed? Have you ever fought kickboxing? And not to say practice.

The same is true for competitions, which are generally called fighting matches in the ring, and few people say practice matches.

Therefore, when people generally say that real martial arts masters are boxing masters, they are talking about boxing masters, not boxing masters.

Playing and practicing, these two words are very different.

In layman's terms, it is the apprentice who practices boxing, and the master who fights boxing.

Chekov missed the shot, frowned, and then saw Wang Ben flash, and ran to his right side, and then the hook was launched, and the sound of cannonballs seemed to be heard in his ears.

"What kind of punch is this? Chinese martial arts? ”

Chekov was taken aback, feeling as if he was facing a cannon.

His movements are very flexible, and Sambo is also very good, but he lacks Wang Ben's desperate momentum.

In the dueling arena, victory or defeat depends on the momentum and the will of the people.

It was the first time for Wang Ben to use martial arts to fight people, however, he experienced more intense boxing actual combat, and his martial arts power was better than in the boxing ring, because without the restraint of boxing gloves and protective gear, the martial arts power skills became greater.

Chekov's face changed, his waist sank, and he put his hands forward, wanting to grab Wang Ben's arm.

The moment his hand made contact with Wang Ben's left arm, a right hook struck Chekov in the ribs.

Bang!

This punch, Wang Ben's cannon fist and boxing's hook fist are fused, and the force reaches more than sixty percent, without the restraint of boxing gloves, the lethality can be imagined.

Hiss......!

Chekov felt a sharp pain in his ribs, as if he had been pierced by a sharp knife, and his heart was torn.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't stand, and his whole body relaxed, beads of sweat like soybeans broke out on his forehead, and even his clenched fists were released.

The other party doesn't fall, Wang Ben doesn't stop!

Bang!

With a kick in a straight forward, his hands hung down, his feet aimed at the midline of the body, and the soles of his feet kicked hard at Chekov's chest.

Smack......

With this kick, Wang Ben used the force of poking and kicking, fierce and fast, and it was impossible to prevent it.

With a pop, Chekov was kicked four or five meters away and fell to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Ahem......

Chekov lay on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and tried to get up, but he couldn't do it after trying for a long time.

His ribs were broken at least five or more, and the position of his chest, the kick just now almost kicked his sternum to pieces, and his lungs were strongly impacted.

Martial arts are not suitable for competition, but they are suitable for killing!

For 5,000 years in China, martial arts have evolved from the battlefield, paying attention to fast, accurate, ruthless, and the main characteristics of short, fierce and fast.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Crisp applause came from afar.

Wang Ben turned his head and took a look, only to see a woman clapping her hands and walking over from a distance unhurriedly.

When he saw the other party's appearance clearly, the whole person was completely stunned, if Chekov fought back at this moment, I believe that Wang Ben would be killed in seconds, but fortunately, Chekov at this time completely lost his combat effectiveness.

This is a very beautiful woman, very beautiful!

I saw that she was wearing a long black lace dress, with a slender figure and delicate curves, her golden hair like waves on both sides of her shoulders, and a slight smile on her delicate face as beautiful as a demon.

Under the light, her blue eyes were like the stars in the night sky, twinkling with dazzling colors.

Her ears were covered with thin studs that glowed blue, while her fingers were slender and slender, and her red nail polish was unusually eye-catching.

Noble! Elegance! Flirtatious! Cold! Lovely! Ruthless! ……

At this time, there is no adjective that can describe her temperament.

Wang Ben swallowed his saliva, stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound, feeling a coldness in his heart, which made him feel a little scared.

"Hello Wang Ben! Welcome to Red Iron Will. The beauty said with a smile on her face.

She smiled naturally, but surprisingly, the corners of her mouth were slightly upward, her eyebrows were very light, unpowdered, and looked seductive, but her gaze was cold, although with a hint of a smile, but it was a lonely coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"May I ask who you are?" Wang Ben frowned.

Although the beauty is beautiful, Wang Ben can't really become a pig brother.

"My name is Natasha." Natasha said with a smile, her Chinese is very standard, if you don't listen deliberately, you can't hear the voice of a foreign girl at all.

After saying that, Natasha turned her head and instructed the other three Maozi in Russian to carry Chekov out.

Seeing the confusion on Wang Ben's face, Natasha said with a smile: "He is seriously injured, and if he is not sent to the hospital, I am afraid that his life will be in danger." ”

Wang Ben nodded, indeed, he didn't have the slightest reservation when he punched just now, especially the last kick, if he was a thinner person, I am afraid that his heart would be broken under that kick.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you bring me here? Wang Ben asked.

"I'm sorry, I need your help." Natasha smiled embarrassedly, but looking at her expression, there was no embarrassment.

Is there someone like you who is looking for help? Damn, find someone to beat me and say let me help.

"Before that, you need to make a phone call to the hotel and tell you the leader of the Chinese boxing delegation that you want to stay in Moscow during this time, and you can think for yourself for what reason." Natasha smiled faintly, stretched out her hand and patted it, and another beautiful foreign girl walked over to the door, holding a big brother in her hand.

Big brother the size of a brick!

In this era, there are not mobile phones like in previous lives, and Big Brother is a rarity, and ordinary people simply can't afford it.

Why?

Brother is just a boxer, how can he help you? You want people, guns and guns, if there is anything that is not fair, isn't it a joke to ask my brother to help? If you don't do it, you can't say anything.

However, when he saw a row of heavily armed Russian woolly bears standing at the door, he was speechless for a long time.

Natasha nodded slightly, with a smile on her face, as if she wasn't worried that Wang Ben would tell him about his situation on the phone.

Suddenly, Wang Ben was deflated!

Damn, what's going on, what's going on with my brother?

At this time, Wang Ben almost wanted to cry, for no reason, he was brought here by a group of Maozi with guns, and he fought for no reason, and now, for some reason, he wants to stay here to help.

The point is, he doesn't know what to help.