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"It seems that the Western martial arts in the movie world are not much different from the Chinese martial arts in essence."

Zhou Xingzu put his hands behind his back, and his eyes flashed.

Although he only had three punches just now, through the foundation of a Transforming Strength Grandmaster, he had already seen the doorway of Western martial arts: "It's just that Western martial arts are more powerful, and it is easier to get started." Huaxia martial arts focuses on qi cultivation, and it is more difficult to get started. ”

"To put it bluntly, it's still under the same system, but one is from the outside in, and the other is from the inside out."

The difference between the two is embodied.

It is a wrestler of Western martial arts, and it is easier to cultivate Ming Jin, but it is extremely difficult to reach the Grandmaster of Transformation Jin. And the martial artists of the Huaxia Martial Dao will have a lot more difficulty cultivating Ming Jin, but with a stable foundation, the probability of cultivating a Grandmaster of Hua Jin is even higher.

However, the difference in the way of martial arts, reflected in the combat effectiveness, is actually not so obvious. Because no matter what kind of martial arts it is, if it is higher than a realm, it will bring a crushing distance.

The Transforming Strength Grandmaster crushes the master of internal strength.

Immortals, naturally, can also crush the Transforming Strength Grandmaster.

"Western Lux Zhou Xingzu felt the gaze in the hall and took a step forward.

In this step, he not only walked out of man, but also walked out of "God".

Originally, he was unaware of everyone, and his momentum immediately increased. If a warrior feels it with his heart, he can see a giant who is above all beings, looking around domineeringly.

"Wu Zhuangyuan, I will fight for it, but in this battle, I will fight for my Chinese face."

"A hundred years in advance, smash the signboard of this sick man of East Asia."

Zhou Xingzu's heart was full of blood, and he clenched his fists slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I want to fight with you." ”

"Good! Su Ha Ercan, I am allowing you to go to war, and I hope that you will win glory for the country. Emperor Xianfeng, who was originally pale, seemed to have grasped the last straw and directly called out Su Can's full name.

This is not only to express his appreciation for Su Can, but also to tell Zhou Xingzu.

The national face of the Qing Dynasty is all pressed on you!

Zhou Xingzu naturally understood and smiled.

Daqing's face, what is it to him? Fart doesn't count!

But the face of Chinese civilization is something he swears to defend!

"Hmph, from a small country that is backward and barbaric, there is actually a strong man." The wrestler, who represented the Western outbounds, sensed Zhou Xingzu's strong momentum. His face was no longer as casual as before, and his eyes stepped out solemnly.

Hercules is the name of the "Grandmaster of Transformation" in the West.

This Western wrestler is obviously still far from the realm of "human immortals".

In the case of Zhou Xingzu's momentum, it was impossible to tell that he was a human immortal. I thought it was just a strong Transforming Strength Grandmaster.

And obviously perceived the strength of Zhou Xingzu, but out of his consistent disdain for China, this Western wrestler still looked arrogant: "Today, I will let you remember the name of Western Hercules, Mares." ”

"A bunch of nonsense."

"Die!"

Zhou Xingzu has long been extremely unhappy with the Western wrestlers who have always been condescending and looking at him with his nose.

The previous sentence of "barbarian small country" completely ignited his anger.

For thousands of years, China has always been the center of the world.

An empire that has risen for less than a hundred years is qualified to say, pointing at his nose and scolding a small barbarian country?

When the Western Lux came on the court, he had no scruples, and with a wave of his right arm, he made an explosion.

The wind was howling in the hall, and the civil and military officials couldn't help but close their eyes, and only a few extremely internal strength masters could barely open their eyes.

But the vision still can't keep up with this punch.

Only Maris can truly see this Pure Yang Fist.

"You're an angel!"

Maris looked at Zhou Xingzu, the yin and yang diagram that appeared on his fist, and his eyes were full of horror.

Angels, messengers of the legendary God.

Otherworldly, above all beings.

He never thought that in the land of the Qing Dynasty, he would meet an "angel".

Rumble!

The Taihe Hall was faintly shocked.

Zhou Xingzu stood with his fists closed, recalling the words of Xiyang Lux before he died: "Angel? Is it the Western name for human immortals? It's so vulgar. ”

As for the Western wrestler named Mares, his head had already been blown off under this punch.

If it weren't for the deliberate hand, this Tai Chi would be enough to wipe out the bones of the Western wrestlers. However, due to his scruples about the influence in the Taihe Palace, Zhou Xingzu also left the body of Western wrestlers.

When the fist wind was gone, the civil and military officials and the crowd slowly came back to their senses.

"Dead with one punch?"

"Western Lux defeated Xia Wushu with three punches, but Su Can killed Western Lux with one punch."

"This is the strength of the Transforming Strength Grandmaster? What kind of realm is Su Can! ”

The officials present had different expressions.

But the warriors gasped one after another, and looked at Zhou Xingzu's eyes as if they were looking at gods and demons.

Emperor Xianfeng stood in front of the dragon chair and was also a little stunned: "This, this, this is dead?" ”

The situation he expected should be that the two of them are in a stalemate. In the end, Zhou Xingzu was able to maintain his undefeated, or he won by luck, which was already a perfect ending.

I really didn't expect that Zhou Xingzu would be able to beat Western wrestlers to death with one punch.

"It's a good fight, it's a good fight." Emperor Xianfeng suddenly straightened his waist, and even spoke a lot harder: "This is my Huaxia martial arts, and the West is still far behind!" ”

"I tried in the palace today, and appointed Su Can as the champion of martial arts."

"Xia Wuxian and the other two are the eyes of the list, Tanhua, and the remaining list of the top two and three has been decided."

After that, the hundred officials congratulated, and the lifters, including Zhou Xingzu, all bowed down to thank them.

The other candidates, looking at Zhou Xingzu's gaze, were not envious and jealous, but all admired.

After all, this martial champion really relied on his fists to fight it!

And from now on, Zhou Xingzu is the champion of the new science and martial arts.

According to the usual practice, there will be a process of wearing a red robe and parading the streets across horses. It shows the glory of the martial champion and the world. As for the other rewards, they are not worth mentioning.

At the same time, Zhou Xingzu's fourth ring plot mission [Wu Zhuangyuan], the system also issued a prompt sound, and it is only at this moment that it is truly complete.

But obviously, with the presence of Western envoys, the matter of crossing the horse and parading the streets is obviously going to be pressed back.

Sir Slisha looked at the bloody corpse of Maris Lux and a flush appeared on his face, but out of the gentlemanly demeanor of the Empire, he still forcibly resisted the urge to vomit.

He really couldn't understand why a strong man in the empire who had won ten consecutive championships in the gladiatorial arena would lose in a backward land, but he knew that he represented the great empire.

The first thing he needs to protect now is the face of the empire and the interests of the empire.

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