After a few words of greeting, even though Zhang Yu was quite curious about Chenxin, he was more concerned about his uncle Zhang Xiezong's upcoming game.

Different from ordinary boxing, judo and other competitions, the ring below is a circular field with a diameter of about 20 zhang, and there is a solid and flat imitation field turf on the ground. Compared with ordinary venues, it can absorb destructive effects such as foot shaking well, so that these top players will not make the venue tattered after a while.

Gunnil Gorus, who has been re-elected as the "World Martial Arts Emperor" this time, has a total of four masters who have been promoted by an absolute advantage, which can be called the strongest of all previous competitions in Vietnam since the inception of the "Ultimate Fighting Array" competition. In addition, the deliberate hype of the "Kingdom Revival Society" has also attracted the attention of any previous session.

The semi-finals of the semi-finals made the Nippon Budokan, which has an easy capacity of more than 14,000 people, almost full. Countless pairs of eyes stared at the two people in the field.

Since this is a xenofighting match, there are no restrictions on basic clothing other than the use of weapons. "Boxing Saint" Zhang Xie Zong is still the black crane with the Tai Chi symbol on his back, his temperament is elegant, his breath is long, and his eyes are restrained and calm, as if he is not here to participate in a top-notch duel.

Ten feet in front of him, Moby Dick, dressed in military pants and a military vest, had his hands in loose nylon pockets, his face expressionless. It feels like a white grim reaper, an iceberg.

Only a small corner is revealed, and the rest are all hidden killing machines.

"It's so bad." Zhang Xie Zong raised the corner of his eyes and asked in English: "So far in the game, the opponent you have fought against is either crippled or dying and sent to the emergency room. Is there something wrong with your mental health? ”

"It's none of your business." Moby Dick's gray pupils shrank slightly, and Sen said coldly: "Don't pretend, you are coming at me in this competition." ”

Zhang Xie Zong said calmly without joy or anger: "That's right, my spirit, boxing skills and physical fitness have been polished to the point where it is difficult to advance, if you want to go further, you can only gamble on a life-and-death duel with a good player at the same level." ”

Moby Dick's fangs flashed, revealing a shark-like sneer, "Oh, so you chose me?" ”

"You're the best choice." Zhang Xie Zong raised his hand and sank down, putting on a fist fight of True Martial Taiji, "What's more, your "last line of defense" once killed a colleague of mine who lost his friend, and today I will help him recover some interest." ”

Moby Dick didn't ask who he had killed - for he couldn't remember how many mission targets he had hunted. Probably the trickier of the bunch, but it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the Asian warrior in front of him, it won't be too long, and he will be the next unjust soul to die in his hands.

"Ding!" The bell rang as the game began. No rounds, no heavyweights, no points, just see who goes down first, or gets blasted out of the ring.

Moby Dick didn't wait long, he still held his hands in his pockets, and strode directly in front of Zhang Xie Zong.

On the live TV, the emcee in charge of the commentary communicated with the two specially hired guests: the head of the national treasure-level ancient jiu-jitsu eight-dan Nada God Shadow Stream, Higu Jinha, and the Japanese kendo master Yanagi Teng Xiansai communicated: "It's this kind of straight line approach with a pocket, Moby Dick has already sent twenty players to the emergency room with this tactic, right?" Do you think Zhang will be the same? ”

"Zhang's Zhenwu Taiji has reached the realm of returning to the basics. There are no players injured in his hands in the competition, and they all end in harmony, which is the highest level of martial arts "inch", and it can also be retracted freely in actual combat, and it is also an inch of the top players carefully selected from all over the world. Bigu Jinbo raised his eyebrows, "Don't talk about anything else, just with this realm, Zhang's martial arts are more mellow." ”

"But mellow and can cultivate the state of mind, but it is helpless against the killing intent." Yagyu Tensai, who was once defeated by Yujiro, has a different opinion, "Moby Dick's fighting style is very similar to Yujiro, or even more vicious, which is also a characteristic of soldiers. His "Dark Fist" has absorbed the essence of the art of harmony in the kendo, and if I am not mistaken, he must have a grenade or a firearm hidden in his bag. Now with pure boxing, it is already a loss. ”

"In martial arts competitions, naturally you can't use arms." Bigu Jinbo said disapprerovingly: "Otherwise, what kind of fighting skills are you better than?" I can simply drive an F22 full of missiles and come out. ”

Liu Shengtian sighed: "But in actual combat, the enemy will not use weapons because you are empty-handed." ”

"You're just complaining that there are no games in this era that allow you to play real sword battles?" Bigu Jinbo smiled: "Okay, okay, Brother Yanagi, let's watch the game." Well, Moby Dick has already come into contact with Zhang's "Circle of Defense"! ”

Ordinary audiences may also need the emcee's explanation, but Li Pu, Chenxin, Zhang Yu and others in the VIP seat only need to watch with their own eyes.

I saw Moby Dick walk two meters in front of Zhang Xie Zong, his shoulders moved slightly invisibly, and the void atmosphere in front of his body suddenly exploded! Zhang Xie Zong's hand also sank slightly, and swung back to its original place in a smooth way.

Defended? Moby Dick wasn't surprised, his grey pupils contracted, and it was only a tentative blow, and there were more to come.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the turf paved on the field within a radius of several feet actually rose and fell from the inside to the outside like a wave, and the fist was taken out of the nylon pocket of the military pants for the first time, and then it was released at the same time, as well as the spiritual coercion like the angry waves of a tsunami.

The divine will is condensed, and the potential is stimulated by the phase! In the eyes of Zhang Xie Zong, or in the eyes of the surrounding audience, Moby Dick's hands seemed to have instantly turned into two torpedo barrels.

Almost every punch is from the bottom up, or hooked or swung, as if to use the force of concussion to blast the target in front of you into the air, and then take it away cleanly.

This tactic is almost specific to the nature of Chinese martial arts, which emphasize "strength starts from the ground". The concussive impact force of each punch reached more than 400 jun, not to mention that there was a standard Asian man weighing only about 70 kilograms in front of him, and even an armored car weighing two or three tons, all of which were going to be blown away.

But the strange thing is that Zhang Xie Zong not only was not beaten up by the shock boxing fight, but he didn't even take a step back.

-- More dignified, facing the demolition!

His hands, shoulders and back, chest and abdomen, elbows and knees, everything seems to be rounded together, and the eight strengths of Tai Chi are flowing and natural. Although there are many defenses and few attacks, it forms an almost flawless circle, which swings the Tao of Tai Chi to the fullest.

The external shock force, impact force, throwing and explosive force, moving and squeezing, and even a qiē kinetic energy have all become their own potential energy under his suction and unloading skills of the unity of nature and man.

"It's the Zhenwu Taiji posture......" Li Pu knew this move, when he and Zhang Fist Sheng tried the move, they were overwhelmed by this style of play, and they couldn't use it powerfully, which can be called a disgusting fighting style.

Chenxin didn't come to watch the World Fighting Championship, but he was still quite interested in such a matchup. She looked at it seriously for a while, and praised it heartily: "Mr. Xie Zong's Zhenwu Taiji has already practiced to the realm of internal circulation of external kinetic energy, reciprocating endlessly, if you want to break his posture, either it is so fast that he can't react, or the strength is so great that his body can't bear it, otherwise he will only have the endurance to fight for physical strength." ”

Li Pu nodded, his strength was so great that he couldn't dissolve, maybe it was Yujiro who made it "King Kong is not bad". As for the degree that is too fast to deal with......

Li Pu lowered his voice, "Aunt Xin, can your "Divine Whip" break through this defense? ”

"One blow is not enough, and with his instincts, he will most likely block the first blow." Chenxin's beautiful eyes flickered, and the green jade fingers held her chin and smiled: "But use it a few more times, maybe you can." But if you want to connect with the sound boxing, my "delicate physique" can't keep up, after all, I'm not King Kong or bad. So you have to find the right time to do it. ”

Aunt Xin, you are still weak, I'm afraid it's about the same as mine. Li Pu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Winners and losers will be known in a minute." Chenxin said suddenly.

"Eh, but they don't seem to be much different." Li Pu asked casually.

"No, there is not much difference in their strength." Dimples appeared on the corners of Chenxin's mouth, and he said softly: "However, their combat characteristics determine the line of victory and defeat. If Moby Dick can't capture Mr. Xie Zong's Zhenwu Taijiquan in one go, it will inevitably lead to the other. I heard that Mr. Xie Zong's achievement of the name of "Saint of Boxing" still relied on another hand called "Zhenwu Yuanqi Fist". And Moby Dick is a military man after all, and fair hand-to-hand combat is not where he has the greatest advantage. ”

"When there are no rules, are soldiers more powerful than martial artists?" Li Pu asked. He hadn't fought a heavily armed soldier until now.

"Do you know how many people in this world can play the same sound punch as me?" Chenxin didn't answer directly.

"Uh, about ten?" Li Pu casually guessed a number.

"No, under "King Kong is not bad", I am probably the only one who can play the sound fast punch. But the world's achievements in King Kong are not bad, and there are only three or four people in the full fight, which is the most in a hundred years. Chenxin smiled and said: "Then you should know that at the beginning of the bullets of modern firearms, the slow ones have more than double the tone, and the fast ones are even close to three times." ”

Li Pu nodded, and in the air the bass was 34om per second. At the beginning, the bullets of ordinary rifles reached 9oom degrees per second.

"So, even according to your estimates, 10 out of 7 billion people can make sounds." Chenxin said softly: "But this power, that is, spending a few hundred dollars, buying an ordinary pistol, can be completely reproduced with a single bullet." Of course, when it comes to the realm of you and me, it is natural to take a few guns as a joke. However, if you encounter a well-trained elite army with your bare hands, and a few good hands among them, forming crossfire, you can only turn around and flee. ”

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