Bringing down the British boxing champion is not the goal. What Qin Zhiyong wants to do is to purposefully bring down the British boxing champion.

With Qin Zhiyong's boxing cultivation, he can beat the British boxing champion to the point that he can't get up with just one blow of "cannon hammer". But in that case, it will not show the charm and strength of Chinese martial arts.

Qin Zhiyong went to the ring and acted in a high-profile manner, just to justify the name of Chinese martial arts.

Qin Zhiyong waved his fists and feet.

Ip Man and all the hall owners all knew that he was fighting Taizu Long Fist. Qin Zhiyong's performance of long boxing is not like a beginner, his fists are light and fluttering, but full of a sense of power.

Why not do Tai Chi? Because Tai Chi pays attention to flowing water, it is comfortable and comfortable, and it does not show a sense of strength.

"Mr. Boxer, come on."

Qin Zhiyong beckoned to the British boxing champion.

The British boxing king shocked Qin Zhiyong's strength, but he despised the Chinese, and this thinking was deeply rooted. Seeing that Qin Zhiyong's movements and expressions were all contemptuous. Where can he still bear it.

"Ahh

The British boxing champion roared and rushed towards Qin Zhiyong again.

Call......

The fist swept past Qin Zhiyong's ears with a slight whistling sound.

Qin Zhiyong's footwork under his feet was light and agile, like a civet cat jumping, and the center line of his body was very upright. No matter how he moved, his center of gravity did not change in the slightest.

Calm and flexible.

It's like a clumsy elephant walking on a white cloud.

This is Qin Zhiyong's style.

Every time the British boxing champion throws a punch, it is a fraction of a second different from Qin Zhiyong's body.

Missed.

No matter how the British boxing champion punches or speeds up, he can't beat Qin Zhiyong. Every time he avoided, Qin Zhiyong almost stuck to the fist of the British boxing champion.

It is a tiny distance of a few millimeters, like a moat, separating the British boxing champion from Qin Zhiyong.

When Qin Zhiyong's martial arts cultivation was still a grandmaster, his body method reached the level of subtlety. Now that his martial arts cultivation is already a great grandmaster, his ability to control himself has reached a higher level. The body is even more flexible and calm to the point of incredible.

The British boxing champion has strong physical fitness, but his body is not flexible enough, and the speed of his punches is even slower. If the speed and power of his punches are doubled, Qin Zhiyong may be a little pressured and will take it seriously.

Previously, Qin Zhiyong stood still and allowed the British boxing champion to fight more than fifty punches. It is to show everyone the ability to resist blows. Now he's using his body to avoid the British king's punches, showing his agility and reflexes.

Murder and heart.

Qin Zhiyong doesn't kill people, but he can punish his heart.

Strength, speed, physical fitness, mental will.

Qin Zhiyong wants to suppress the British boxing champion in all directions.

Qin Zhiyong not only wants to defeat the British boxing champion, but also to break his psychological defense. Let him know that the Chinese are not easy to bully.

Every British, even every Westerner, thinks that the British boxing champion is powerful and invincible, and defeating a Chinese boxer is a matter of effort.

The boxing champion "Tornado" in the ring not only represents himself, but also represents all Britons, and even all Westerners.

The same is true for Qin Zhiyong. When he got into the ring, it was not only his own business, nor was it just the matter of the martial arts world, but the business of all Chinese.

Although, in fact, Qin Zhiyong does not represent all Chinese, and the boxing king "Tornado" also represents all Westerners, but once the victory or defeat appears, the newspaper media will publicize it.

If Qin Zhiyong loses, his name will not even appear in the newspapers, but it will be recorded that the British boxing champion "Tornado" defeated the Chinese.

Qin Zhiyong dodged and said, "Mr. Boxing King, your fist should be a little faster." ”

The British boxing champion didn't say anything, and punched Qin Zhiyong's chin.

Qin Zhiyong's body seemed to lose gravity, and his feet slid and easily avoided the boxing king's attack.

Qin Zhiyong's posture gives people a visual illusion, when he moves forward, it seems to be retreating, and when he retreats, it seems to be moving forward.

Mike Jackson's dance steps on stage can give people an optical illusion.

Qin Zhiyong's flexibility, physical fitness and coordination are much stronger than that of Michael Jackson in the future. The optical illusion brought by Qin Zhiyong's body method is ten times stronger than that of Michael Jackson.

"Mr. Boxer. Come and don't be rude. I also attacked once. Please be careful. ”

As soon as the words fell.

Qin Zhiyong swept the British boxing champion's head with a whip leg.

Qin Zhiyong came out of his legs, with great strength and speed, and a dull explosion sounded in the air.

The powerful attack momentum scared the British boxing champion. He raised his hands to cover his head.

Right now.

Bite.

The bell rings.

End of the first round.

Qin Zhiyong's whip leg was less than three centimeters away from the British boxing champion's arm.

As soon as the bell rang, Qin Zhiyong reined in the strength of his legs and feet.

It can be seen that his control of power has indeed reached the realm of being superb, doing whatever he wants.

The referee immediately shouted, "Stop." Mr. Qin, you can't attack anymore. Time's up. Rest for ten minutes. ”

Qin Zhiyong patted his trouser leg, took two steps back, and said, "Don't worry, I can still hold my feet." We Chinese, who are people and do things, are not as despicable as Mr. Boxing and rely on sneak attacks to win. I, Qin Zhiyong, want to defeat your boxing champion in the ring with dignity. ”

"Good!"

Under the ring, all the Chinese stood up from their seats and applauded loudly.

Qin Zhiyong's words were too uplifting.

When the Chinese heard this, they all had a feeling of raising their eyebrows and exhaling. As long as you are Chinese, you want to be upright and upright.

The British boxing champion exerted a lot of physical strength and was a little out of breath. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that his breath was out of order.

Qin Zhiyong's breathing was still very steady, and his demeanor was still calm.

Compared with the physical fitness of the two, Qin Zhiyong is stronger.

Take a ten-minute break? It does not matter.

What Qin Zhiyong has is patience. Not to mention ten minutes, even if it is a half-hour break, it doesn't matter.

With strength, you have self-confidence.

Qin Zhiyong has the chance to win, and he is not afraid of the British boxing champion resting to recover his strength.

The British boxing champion sat in the corner of the ring, and immediately an assistant came to massage him and help him relax his muscles.

A bearded Englishman walked up to the ring and whispered to the boxing king, "Can you win?" ”

The British boxing king looked at Qin Zhiyong, who was standing in the opposite corner of the ring, and said with trepidation: "This Chinese is too strong. I have never met someone so powerful. I suspect that he is not a normal human, but an Eastern wizard. ”

The mentality of the British, there is something strange.

When they don't meet the Chinese strong, they will belittle the Chinese. But once they meet the powerful Chinese, they will think in their hearts, the mysterious East, the mysterious Chinese.

The bearded man patted the boxing king on the shoulder and said, "Even if he is a wizard of the East, we will win." You see, we are God's people. ”

The British boxing champion has lost the arrogance he started with. Where does he still have the heart to win at this moment?

Qin Zhiyong's strength is undoubted, giving the British boxing champion a feeling of invincibility. In the previous round, Qin Zhiyong had not officially fought back, which gave the British boxing champion huge psychological pressure.

However, I can only fight hard. As for wanting to win, it is only possible if God manifests himself.

Qin Zhiyong looked at the British boxing champion with a smile on his face. The conversation between him and the bearded man, Qin Zhiyong could hear it clearly.

Oh, God? He may be on vacation today, and I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of you believers.

Confucianism does not pay attention to who to believe.

The ultimate goal of studying Confucianism is to make oneself a gentleman.

Gentleman, be self-improving!

Not to mention that there is no God in the world, even if there is a God, Confucian students will become gentlemen and sages in the future, and they will be on an equal footing with God. Even beyond God.

Gou is new, every day is new, and every day is new.

Knowledge is infinite.

If there really is a God, will the Confucian sages surpass him? Definitely! A true Confucian disciple will never stand still.

Ten minutes passed.

The bell did not ring.

The referee and the referee under the ring discussed, and Qin Zhiyong couldn't make a leg.

If you attack with your legs again, you will be sentenced to lose Qin Zhiyong.

Qin Zhiyong's whip leg just now was as powerful as a rainbow, and it scared the Britons present.

Qin Zhiyong sighed and said, "Before, didn't you say that there are no rules and restrictions for martial arts? Lying down loses, standing wins. ”

Shameless people, Qin Zhiyong has seen them, but he didn't expect the British to be so shameless. actually changed the rules of the game and restricted his play.

The referee said, "Unlimited fighting, it's too inhumane. We in the British Empire are all civilized people. Mr. Qin, if you don't agree, you can give up the game. ”

Give up the game, even if Qin Zhiyong loses.

Qin Zhiyong said with a smile: "The right to speak is in the hands of you British. You can say whatever you want, play as much as you want. It seems that I have to agree if I agree, and I have to agree if I don't agree. If there are any restrictions, let's just say them all at once. ”

The referee thought for a moment and said, "For safety reasons, you can't attack your opponent's vital parts." ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "If I attack Mr. Boxing's vital part. Sentence me to lose. Is it? ”

The referee nodded, "Yes." ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Okay." I know. Don't worry, I'm not going to do it. ”

Bite.

The ringtone finally remembered.

The second round begins.

Qin Zhiyong took the initiative to attack. Instead of taking the British champion out with one punch, he kept throwing punches. Knocking down the boxing champion at once is not shocking enough.

After all, not everyone understands Chinese martial arts.

Only kill, not perform?

That's too extreme.

If it can combat the arrogance of the British, justify the name of Chinese martial arts, and enhance the self-confidence of the Chinese. What's the harm in performing once?

Qin Zhiyong's fist, at the beginning, was not heavy, but gradually increased in strength.

Bang bang bang......

The fist kept bombarding the British boxing champion's body.

Qin Zhiyong's momentum was shocking, and his fist attack directly stunned the British boxing champion. Every punch of Qin Zhiyong has a purpose, and the strength of the fist is either fierce, feminine, or rigid and soft. Broke the bones and muscles of the British boxing champion, shattered his bone marrow, and destroyed his nerves.

The British boxing champion was beaten to the ground. With every punch, he took half a step back.

"Fifty punches."

After Qin Zhiyong finished fighting, he said softly.

The British boxing champion spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed in the ring with horror and despair in his eyes. From the bottom of his chest, there was no pain, not even the slightest sensation. It's as if the lower body doesn't exist anymore.

Qin Zhiyong still adheres to his bottom line and does not kill people.

Death is not the most terrible. The most terrible thing is to wait for death.

After the British boxing champion, he couldn't take care of himself and would be paralyzed in bed.

Qin Zhiyong's punch has a feminine penetrating power, destroying the nervous system and bone marrow of the British boxing champion. With the current level of medicine, it is definitely impossible to cure his injuries.

The referee shouted: "Mr. Qin, you fouled, fouled." You attacked the king of fighters. You lose. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Where is the vital part? It's not you British who have the final say. The boxing champion won, but he lay down. I lost, I stood. ”