That's it!

Zhao Bo closed the newspaper and was already very satisfied with the public opinion guidance in the newspaper, so even if Tornado wanted to cheat, it would be impossible.

Put the newspaper down, Zhao Bo started his own exercise, two dumbbells kept waving in Zhao Bo's hands, Zhao Bo now wants to improve his physical fitness, Zhao Bo only needs to practice diligently in terms of moves, but the strength is not something that can be improved for a while and a half, and it is necessary to persevere.

There is no shortcut to improve strength, foreigners are ahead of Huaxia in this regard, and today's Huaxia is still based on moves, maybe you can rely on your body to dodge flexibly, but your attack is not painful for others, and as long as people hit you, they can knock you down, which can make a judgment.

Zhao Bo has the foundation of an iron cloth shirt, and when he hit a tree and a wall, although it was to hone his skin and bones, it also increased his strength invisibly, whether it was Huang Feihong or Ip Man, they all affirmed Zhao Bo in strength.

And with the long-standing practice method inherited in Huaxia, although Zhao Bo's strength has improved, his body size has not developed in the direction of monsters, and he is still streamlined and symmetrical.

Although the game is only a few days later, Zhao Bo still wants to sharpen the gun in battle, and finally increase a little strength, just add a little strength, maybe this is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Ip Man also helped Zhao Bo with special training, and Ip Man had also seen boxing, so he imitated the routines of boxers, boxers mostly use straight punches and hooks, as long as the speed is fast enough, they can dodge.

In terms of speed, there are few people who can surpass Ip Man, Ip Man made Zhao Bo unable to fight back, and he quickly punched Zhao Bo's face door, allowing Zhao Bo to dodge.

Zhao Bo was a little speechless, even if he practiced the iron cloth shirt and was cheeky, but Ye Man's fist was not weak, and it still hurt very much to hit his face, especially if he would not have a blue nose and swollen face, there was no place to complain, this was really more unjust than Dou E.

However, the advantage of such special training is that Zhao Bo twists his neck much faster, Zhao Bo feels that he can dodge bullets, but this is far from enough, the tornado's fist is not only fast, but also full of strength, and the attack is also chained, it can be said that his upper body is within the range of the tornado's attack, and he can't take it lightly.

After the end of the war, people were eager to heal the wounds in their hearts, and all entertainment activities were highly valued, and this Sino-Western confrontation was simply a grand event.

Not only were the tickets sold out early, but even the outside of the stadium became a branch venue, and the people of the Wushu Association even made a few loudspeakers and put them outside for broadcasting.

The stalls of those casinos have even opened the handicap for people to bet, many people have bet on Zhao Bo to win, and many people think that the tornado will win, anyway, each has its own reason.

"Abo, you said that the strength of Western boxing is amazing, then don't fight him hard, move flexibly, haven't you practiced Hung Boxing, even if you use it, whether it is Wing Chun or Hung Boxing, it is a Chinese martial art."

Ip Man said to Zhao Bo during special training.

"I know, Master, I'm not going to go head-to-head with a tornado."

Zhao Bo said that Wing Chun is mostly a pile output, and in terms of footwork, it is not as flexible as Hong Fist, of course, it is not as good as swimming in Baguazhang, Ip Man can abandon the view of the portal, which shows Ip Man's mind.

"If you feel weak, even if you admit defeat, you can't hold on, after all, you are still young, and there is still room for growth."

Ip Man said again that he was also very optimistic about Zhao Bo, and he didn't want Zhao Bo to be defeated and lose the heart to move forward before he became a talent.

"Master, don't worry, I'll pay attention."

Zhao Bo is not sure whether he wants to admit defeat or not, if he admits defeat easily, the audience will not buy it, they can't understand the difference in strength, they will only think that they are cowardly, and when the time comes, they will discredit Huaxia martial arts, until the last moment, they will definitely not admit defeat, even if they admit defeat, they must let Tornado know that the Chinese are not easy to mess with.

Time flies, and soon it is the day of the Sino-Western war, in the stadium, the VIP area is still the territory of the British, they are also very interested in the fight between Chinese kung fu and boxing, no matter who they support, it is a wonderful performance.

"You... Huaxia Yankee... Dead!! ”

When Zhao Bo entered the venue and came to the ring to check the venue, the tornado pushed away the people around Zhao Bo, came to Zhao Bo's side, pointed at Zhao Bo with his finger, and said in a strange tone.

Not bad, actually learned to speak Chinese, there is still growth, as for what to say, Zhao Bo directly ignored, anyone can talk ruthlessly, I am not without a chance to beat you, in the boxing ring and the football field, who loses and who wins is not certain.

Finding that he was ignored by Zhao Bo, Tornado wanted to do it, Ip Man directly stepped forward to resist Tornado, so that he could not step forward, Tornado's coach and assistant also came up to hug Tornado, so as not to have a conflict here, you must know that this area is full of people from various martial arts halls, and no matter how powerful Tornado is, it has no ability to pick a group.

Tornado left Zhao Bo under the pull of his own people, Zhao Bo didn't pay attention to Tornado from beginning to end, how could a racist clown not be killed in the bombing of the Germans.

Like last time, this time it was still the people from the martial arts hall performing in the ring, and the leader was Zheng Weiji, but this time Tornado learned smartly, and did not go on stage to provoke, but sat below to recuperate.

Last time, Zhao Bo impressed him too deeply, from his seemingly thin body, he was able to burst out with a strength no less than that of a heavyweight boxer, how did these Chinese people do it, if it wasn't for the last time he was kicked in the stomach, his movements were a little deformed, how could he lose his opponent and miss the boxing crown.

This time the tornado is coming under the banner of revenge, and he must get back what he missed last time, and let the yellow-skinned monkey know what is powerful.

Tornado's gaze passed through the gap in the ring, and Zhao Bo's gaze was far away, Tornado's eyes were full of murderous aura, and Zhao Bo was still flat.

For Zhao Bo, although this is an important game, Zhao Bo's heart is very calm, the murderous aura of the tornado has little impact on Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo is a person who has died once, how can he be frightened away by a person's gaze, not to mention that the last time he killed himself was also a foreigner, although the country is different.

This is also a revenge for Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo has long been prepared, no matter whether he wins or loses, he must go all out, even if he dies again.