455. Chapter 455 Contest 2
The preparation time is almost done.
The first one to fight was Zhou He. Zhu Sanmei asked him to fight first, which means that he still had some trust in his strength. He hoped that he could win the first battle at the beginning and cheer for others.
The second one to play was Zhou Sheng. No one expected him to win in this game. The only little hope for him was that he would not lose too ugly and lose his face in the boxing gym.
The third one to compete was Lin Dong. This was the most promising victory for Zhu Sanmei. This junior brother was born a martial arts genius. Although he was not old, his strength was already very impressive. I am afraid that it won't take long. Even Zhu Sanmei, the senior sister, may not be his opponent.
With his strength, he can win a victory with steadily, and that should be no problem.
The fourth one to play was Liu Hai, and Xing Nan was the last one to play.
In Zhu Sanmei's eyes, he and Zhou Shengyi had no hope at all.
Zhu Sanmei was still looking forward to this Xing Man who was left at the end by her. After all, he could see the other party's weaknesses and could accurately find a way to defeat the other party. Tian Li was a bit not simple.
If the previous game can really win two games and let Tian Li have the last try, it would be fine.
Of course, this is just Zhu Sanmei's most beautiful plan. After all, no one knows Tian Li's strength. Will a real master come to sign up for their Wing Chun Boxing Gym?
Thinking of this, Zhu Sanmei shook her head. Maybe she really looked down on him!
Can you see the other party’s weaknesses be a master? Wang Yuyan is still powerful, she is still powerless!
At this moment, Xing Nan didn't know that he had become Wang Yuyan in Zhu Sanmei's heart, but was he that beautiful?
The first game begins.
Zhou He's tricks were clear that he was too arrogant, and the identity of this third senior brother also made him float.
If you can occupy a place among the four major disciples, your foundation will be natural, but it is estimated that a lot of them will be abandoned later.
As long as he doesn't underestimate the enemy and fights well, he may not lose.
Xing Man didn't know the five sticks who were fighting against each other, and according to his observation, among these five, the man with his hands on his chest was the most powerful.
His eyes were enough to give Xing a sense of oppression.
Judging from his fight with Zhou He, his strength can only be considered ordinary.
But even so, Zhou He still struggled very hard. In response to Xing Nan's words, Zhou He was too deserted.
Seeing Zhou He being deceived and gradually being beaten by this Han Guo stick, Zhu Sanmei began to get anxious.
"If you hit Wing Chun like this, you will lose!" Xing Nan shook his head.
Zhu Sanmei turned her head and looked at him, "What do you think he should hit him?"
"The core attack power of Taekwondo is the legs. The essence of Wing Chun's moves is to attack the back and take the lead, relying on a calm brain and quick reaction. If I were Zhou He, I would avoid his sharp edge!"
What Xing Nan said was simply the same as not saying it.
Zhou Sheng sneered at it. This was simply deliberately pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!
But Zhu Sanmei was not in a hurry to speak. Tian Li said it right. Taekwondo's attack is very simple, which means to suppress the opponent's leg attack and use his own rhythm to drive the opponent's rhythm.
Wing Chun always maintains her own rhythm. No matter how the opponent tries to drive your rhythm, you must not lose your calmness and always maintain your own rhythm.
"Zhou He, calm down and delay!" Zhu Sanmei shouted quickly and gave him advice.
Zhou He was kicked and took a few steps back.
After hearing Zhu Sanmei's words, she gritted her teeth and posed for the battle.
Fortunately, Zhou He believed Zhu Sanmei's words and faced the oppressive and coherent attacks of his opponent, he no longer simply resisted, but chose to dodge.
Not long after, the fierce attacking stick was too powerful.
"As expected, Kanzi's Taekwondo is too superficial!" Xing Nan shook his head. Taekwondo is external kung fu, without the tempering of internal kung fu. Internal strength is not illusory in martial arts novels, but real existence.
This is why those who are the King of Powers can punch an extremely terrifying force with one punch. But if they are asked to carry a load of 200 kilograms, they are not as strong as the endurance of those mountain people.
"Don't be fooled by him, fight quickly!" Jin Eun-hee's camp also saw it and said quickly.
When the kang who was fighting against Zhou He heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and used all his strength to whip his legs several times in a row, trying to end the competition in one fell swoop.
But how could Zhou He, who had tasted the sweetness, easily be deceived?
He kept fighting guerrillas with the opponent, and finally, when the opponent was exhausted, he took the opportunity to retreat repeatedly, and he was full of energy and had no spare energy to parry.
For a moment, the right and wrong will be judged immediately.
Zhou He actually won a victory.
Zhou He, who won the competition, was in a great mood and felt like he was arrogance of the strongest man in the universe.
"Okay, it's pretty good. Let's take a break!" Zhu Sanmei learned about her junior brother's personality and poured a basin of cold water on her face.
Han Guobian didn't expect that he would lose the first game. He was careless, too careless!
"Hmph, if this group of cheating Chinese natives, if they hadn't been to the guidance below, we wouldn't have lost!" Jin Enxi habitually found an excuse for his own failure.
"Okay, it's okay. The next four wins belong to us." The man holding his chest with his hands still put his hands in his chest.
Jin Enxi nodded. The first one to appear was the weakest in their camp. Even so, the Chinese still used this subtle trick to steal the victory. Next, they were waiting to be abused.
In the second game, Zhou Sheng played.
There is no doubt, no suspense. In the first less than three minutes, Zhou Sheng was beaten to kneel down and begged for mercy, wishing he could take off his underwear and put it on his head and admit defeat.
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Chapter completed!