Before the Chinese martial arts competition, there is a set of rules, that is, to salute the other party first. The Russian Hercules was still arrogant, and a look of contempt appeared on his face.

The Chinese warrior smiled, stretched out his hand and ticked, signaling the other party to make the first move. The Russian Hercules glared, roared angrily, and punched him.

The Chinese warrior took a light step and avoided his opponent's fist and slapped him in the chest.

The Russian Hercules grinned, patted his chest, and signaled to himself, your palm is too weak.

The Chinese warrior's face changed, he approached the opponent, stabbed the opponent in the chest with one finger, and then quickly changed his move, his fingers turned into fists, and hit the opponent in the chest.

The Russian Hercules took a step back and had an expression of disbelief on his face. The Russian Hercules thinks very highly of themselves, thinking that the Chinese warriors are all cowards and vulnerable, but they didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

Under the ring, Lan Ruoxi blinked his eyes and asked, "Brother Lu, what kind of boxing technique did the black-faced man use?" ”

"In my opinion, it should be the inch fist of Wing Chun." Although Lu Hao is a Taoist priest in Maoshan and mainly cultivates Taoist supernatural powers, he has followed his master to the north and south and has seen many martial arts masters.

Among them, Wing Chun is relatively rare. Wing Chun is one of the Chinese martial arts, and it is rumored to be the boxing method created by Yim Wing Chun, but there is no way to verify whether it is true or false.

There is a boxing method in Wing Chun called Cun Fist, which is concentrated and explosive, and can defeat strong opponents. The main purpose of the inch fist is that the force starts from the ground and the fist comes from the heart. Energy-saving, energy-saving, offensive and defensive inches.

The so-called inch fist is the power from the turf, relying on the instant explosion of back strength, short-distance instant attack, fast punching, and great power.

Inch punch to the extreme, can instantly knock the enemy away.

The 300-pound body of the Russian Hercules was beaten back by the opponent's inch punch, which is enough to prove the ferocity of the inch punch.

Of course, it is impossible to defeat the Russian Hercules by relying only on inch fists. The Russian Hercules was hit hard, furious, and struck a series of iron fists.

The Wing Chun master had a strange footwork, dodging the opponent's continuous heavy punches, and suddenly took him by surprise and kicked the opponent's crotch with one kick.

The Russian Hercules opened his eyes wide, squatted on the ground, clutched his crotch, and snot.

This leg is ready to attack, kicking the opponent's vital point, and the damage caused can be imagined. Although the Russian Hercules was large and sturdy, he could not withstand the heavy blows below.

The Wing Chun master clasped his fists with both hands and said, "Concession."

The referee walked over, angry, and yelled, "You fouled." ”

"In the rules of martial arts, life and death have their own destiny, which one stipulates that you can't attack the opponent's vital point?" The Wing Chun master is righteous and righteous.

As soon as these words came out, the audience below applauded and cheered, and the scene was spectacular. Although this kind of behavior is a bit shameful, there is no need to follow the rules to deal with Russian ghosts.

The referee gritted his teeth, and there was indeed no indication in the rules of the competition that the opponent should not be attacked.

The referee snorted, came to the Russian Hercules, and shouted, "1, 2, 3...... 7、8……”

The Russian Hercules clutched his crotch and jumped up and down to relieve the pain, when the referee counted to 8. The Russian Hercules stood up, like a polar bear, and rushed towards the enemy.

The Wing Chun master spun sideways, kicked his opponent's leg joint, and then struck him in the back with a palm. The Russian Hercules was so strong that he was hit hard in the joints of his legs, and he fell to the ground on the spot, and a dog came to eat.

The audience below was enthusiastic and cheering.

"Concession." The Wing Chun master clasped his hands into fists and bowed, showing the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

Lu Hao was stunned and praised: "Sure enough, he is a master in the people, this person's Wing Chun boxing skills are superior, and the Russians are not opponents at all." ”

The Russian Hercules would not admit defeat, stood up and punched over. The Wing Chun master deftly avoided the punch and slammed a palm into the opponent's jaw, followed by a punch to the abdomen.

The Russian Hercules clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The Russian Hercules refused to admit defeat, stood up and continued to fight, but was beaten violently, and completely lay on the ground without moving.

The referee was dumbfounded, counting from one to ten, and the Russian Hercules did not stand up.

"Rubbish, spend a lot of money to invite you from Russia, and in less than a day, you will lie on the ground and can't get up." The referee turned blue with anger and scolded.

The Wing Chun master asked, "I won, what about the prize?" ”

The referee smiled dryly: "Bonus, not for the time being." ”

"What do you mean?" The Wing Chun master was furious and grabbed him by the collar.

At this time, the Russian Hercules, who had been seriously wounded and fell to the ground, stood up and let out a roar of rage, like a bison, and rushed over. The Wing Chun master was caught off guard and was knocked away by the huge impact.

Seeing this scene, Lan Ruoxi exclaimed: "Foul, the Russians have fouled." ”

"Something is wrong!" Lu Hao watched intently, his face solemn.

Lan Ruoxi was surprised: "What's wrong?" ”

"Something is wrong with the Russian devils." Lu Hao could see it very clearly, after the Russian Hercules suddenly stood up, there was an evil aura exuding from his body.

The Russian Hercules had blood-red eyes and a hideous face, as if he was being controlled by some terrible force. The Wing Chun master rolled over and stood up and punched over.

The Russian Hercules smirked, stretched out a large hand, grabbed the opponent's fist, and then kicked the opponent away.

"Poof!" The Wing Chun master was hit hard, spat blood from his mouth, and flew out.

"Stand up!"

"Waste, get up and defeat the Russians."

"If you lose, we Chinese will have no face."

The group of melon-eating people below grinned and yelled, without any sympathy at all.

"How can these people be like this, it's so bad." Lan Ruoxi scoffed.

Lu Hao said in a deep voice: "Some scumbags are like this, they like to tell right and wrong. ”

"Who do you say is scum?" When a strong man heard the sarcastic words, he glared and roared.

Lu Hao smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't say you were scum, I said that all of you are scum." ”

"Grass mud horse, kill you." The strong man was furious and punched him.

Lu Hao sneered and said nothing, and punched over.

Rumble!

The two fists collided together with a loud bang.

Yes!

My hand is broken.

The strong man screamed miserably and retreated more than ten meters in a row.

Lu Hao sneered: "Fool, grandpa, my fist is not very powerful." ”

"Grass mud horse! Kill him, brothers. The strong man gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and six people took out daggers and surrounded Yang Yifeng.

"Brother Lu, be careful!" Lan Ruoxi's face was pale, and she shouted loudly.

An old man sighed: "This young man does not know the height of the sky, and if he offends the people of the Tigers, he will end up miserable." ”

The Tigers are the head snakes of Xi'an City, and they fight against the Scythe Gang. The Tigers are powerful and like to bully men and women, and act as a blessing.

The strong man who was knocked off his arm by Lu Hao's punch just now was a member of the Tiger Gang. The six bullies who surrounded Lu Hao and shouted and killed were also members of the Tiger Gang.

In danger, Lu Hao was not nervous, I am not afraid of demons and monsters, and a group of ruffians and hooligans are not afraid.

"Little brute, if you kowtow and admit your mistake, I will spare your dog's life, otherwise, you will die." The Tigers bully, gritted his teeth.

Lu Hao smiled and said, "You scumbags, if you have the ability, come here!" ”

"Grass mud horse, kill him." The bully stretched out his hand and waved, and six people with daggers in their hands killed him.

Lu Hao smiled coldly, flew up, and attacked continuously with his legs, kicking the six ruffians around him away. Six men lay on the ground, spitting blood from their mouths and screaming.

"Damn, just kidding!" The bully was stunned.

"Smack!" Lu Hao rushed over and raised his hand to slap him.

The bully covered his face and said in horror: "Big brother, there is something to say." ”

"Talk about your mother." Lu Hao made a ruthless shot and slapped him again.

"Big brother, I was wrong, spare my life." The bully broke out in a cold sweat and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Lu Hao glared and said with a smile: "If you want to live, it's very simple, tell me, are you a scumbag?" ”

"I'm scum, I'm scum!" Bullies are like this, bullying the soft and fearing the hard.

Lu Hao snorted coldly: "The person leading you, hurry up, otherwise, I will kill you with one punch." ”

"I'll get out." The bully was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

"Get out! You scumbags. "A group of people gloated.

Lan Ruoxi said happily: "Brother Lu, you are too powerful. ”

"It's just a matter of moving hands and feet!" Lu Hao smiled and stared at the ring, only to see that the Wing Chun master was not the opponent of the Russian Hercules at all.

The Russian Hercules were like a doping, and their combat effectiveness skyrocketed.

The master of Wing Chun rushed forward and punched the opponent's body with one move. The Russian Hercules laughed, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and then lifted it up.

"Put me down." The Wing Chun master exclaimed.

"Get down!" The Russian Hercules roared in anger and threw his opponent out of the ring.

"Bang!" There was a muffled thud and dust was flying. The Wing Chun master fell to the ground, grinning and cracking bones.

Lan Ruoxi was stunned: "It's strange, why did this Russian suddenly become so interested?" ”

"It's weird!" Lu Hao opened the Taoist Heavenly Eye, took a closer look, and found that there was a dark red evil qi wrapped around the body of the Russian Hercules.

Sure enough, the Russians are controlled by mysterious forces. Lu Hao pondered for a while and took out a perspective talisman. If you attach a perspective charm to your body, you can gain strange abilities.

Lu Hao took a closer look, and saw a red bug curled up in the body of the Russian Hercules. The worm was more than a foot long, with sharp fangs and teeth.

It was this bug that took control of the Russian Hercules, making him more violent and fierce.

"Miao Jiang corpse worm!" Lu Hao exclaimed in surprise and flew into the ring.

The referee sneered: "Young man, I advise you not to come up and pretend to be forced, or you will be killed." ”

"Get out!" Lu Hao glared and roared angrily.

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people!" The referee snorted and quickly backed away.

The Russian Hercules flapped his chest, roared and roared, and his hideous face was as terrible as the devil. If you are controlled by the Miaojiang corpse insects, you will lose your humanity and become a killing machine.

It is necessary to fight quickly, defeat the Russians, and force out the corpse worms of Miaojiang.