Is it reasonable for me to be multi-talented as a variety show guy? Chapter 93 The knife is not sharp and the horse is too thin. What are you fighting with me?
Chapter 93 The knife is not sharp and the horse is too thin. What are you fighting with me?
Chapter 93 The sword is not sharp and the horse is too thin. What can you use to fight me? (Fifth update)
The ninth floor of Majia Boxing Gym.
There are two arenas on the ground, and the next two battles will take place here.
Although the boxing gym is ten stories high, there is no ring or other training facilities on the top floor. Instead, it is the office of the boxing gym.
While stepping onto the ninth floor, Wang Hao also saw the two opponents he was going to fight this time.
On the left side of the ring is a young man who is about 28 or 29 years old. It is worth mentioning that the young man is only about 1.75 meters tall, which is even worse than the shortest standard in the boxing world of 1.80 meters.
Up some.
Moreover, the opponent did not wear any armor or gloves, but his elbow joints were slightly bent, and his eyes revealed a heart-stopping aura.
"Let me introduce, this is my Ma Family Boxing Sword! Ma Feng!"
"You may have never heard of him. This is my grandson. He has developed abroad in the past few years. He specializes in Muay Thai boxing, so he is not well-known in China."
The person who was talking was an elder who was about sixty years old. He was wearing a gray and white Chinese tunic suit with a faint smile on his face, giving people the feeling of facing a kind old grandfather.
While Wang Hao was secretly guessing the identity of the old man, the onlookers who followed him to the ninth floor answered his doubts.
"Haha, Mr. Ma is really getting stronger with age!"
"Mr. Ma, long time no see, I am the heir of Mo Family Quan, Mo..."
"Lingsun's posture and momentum, huh? How come I seem to have seen it somewhere before?"
"Holy shit! Isn't this Ma Feng? This guy has won gold medals in Muay Thai (IFMA) competitions for three consecutive years!"
"Are you talking about the Ma Feng who beat his opponent to death in the Octagon?"
"Yes! That's right! It's him! This man is an expert who has seen blood!"
As the onlookers exclaimed one after another, Wang Hao also had a clear understanding of the two people in front of him.
This old man is obviously Ma Baoguo, the talker of the Ma's Boxing Gym and the organizer of this "Boxing Championship".
And his next opponent is this Ma Feng who is good at using elbow strikes!
It is worth mentioning that the opponent seems to have a life in his hands, and he is obviously an expert who has seen "blood".
"Come on, let's get on the ring."
Ma Feng, who was on the ring, suddenly waved to Wang Hao, with a pair of eyes containing "murderous intent" like poisonous scorpions, which could deliver a fatal blow at any time.
"good."
A smile appeared on Wang Hao's face. After nodding slightly, he signed his name on the "deductible agreement" handed over by the staff at the side.
However, just as he was about to go on stage, Chen Chulian suddenly grabbed his arm.
Um?
Wang Hao turned around in confusion and looked at her in confusion.
A look of anxiety appeared on Chen Chulian's face: "How about we stop fighting? They all say that Ma Feng has killed someone before, so it is too dangerous!"
At this time, many viewers in the live broadcast room were also constantly sending barrages to persuade.
The eight battles just now were thrilling enough, and the scary thing is that the higher you go, the stronger your opponents become.
Now that we have reached the ninth level, our opponent has killed people before, which makes everyone in the live broadcast room feel frightened.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that Wang Hao suddenly smiled and said, "He's just a guy who looks strong on the outside, but actually has weak kidneys. Why are you coaxing him?"
After saying that, Wang Hao stepped directly into the ring.
Externally strong and middle-dry? Kidney deficiency?
Chen Chulian's face suddenly turned red again!
…
On the ring, the two men without any armor faced each other.
Although the referee brought over the armor, Ma Feng had no intention of wearing it, and Wang Hao naturally would not let him down, so he chose not to wear it either.
"Ma Family Boxing Sword! Ma Feng!"
"Anyone who comes can leave their name!"
uh-huh?
Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and replied without hesitation: "Bida Express, Wang Hao!"
"I will defeat you in ten moves!"
While swinging his body from side to side, Ma Feng calmly declared his victory.
Wang Hao smiled: "Then I'll wait and see. I hope your knife is sharp enough."
At this moment, the noise in the audience has stopped, and everyone's eyes are fixed on the two people on the ring, waiting for the confrontation to begin.
The more than two million fans in the live broadcast room are also waiting in full swing, hoping that Wang Hao can knock out the opponent with one punch.
Yan Qin and the assistant directors in the director's car couldn't help but clenched their fists, praying secretly in their hearts that Wang Hao must not lose!
After repeatedly confirming that the two were ready, the referee on the sidelines slammed the ring and shouted:
"start!"
…
To the regret of many people, as the start sound sounded, the two did not start fighting at the first moment. Instead, they moved step by step and began to test each other.
Wang Hao leaned over fiercely, intending to throw him down. However, when he saw Ma Feng raising his elbows without hesitation, he retreated without hesitation.
The opponent is also a professional fighter, and his reaction speed is not much worse than his own. Therefore, Wang Hao is not confident that he can successfully throw him before receiving an elbow.
So, after testing each other's moves a few times, the two simply started to jab each other.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three punches in succession, the fists of the two men were already bloody and bloody!
Bright red blood kept splattering to the ground, but the two of them didn't seem to care about it. They just kept fighting with their fists, as if they were competing to see who could hold it back first.
Soon, after the six-punch contest ended, Ma Feng took the lead and retreated to the edge of the ring.
He rubbed his blood-stained fists on his clothes and felt the burning pain. He was extremely annoyed.
In the head-on confrontation just now, he was obviously at a disadvantage.
His punches are not as hard as Wang Hao's!
"Hmm, what? You don't want to fight anymore?"
Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, quickly stepped forward, and took advantage of his wingspan to throw another jab.
Seeing this, Ma Feng suddenly ducked down and punched Wang Hao in the abdomen.
If this punch had hit hard, I'm afraid Wang Hao would have been killed on the spot!
"ah!"
Chen Chulian under the ring subconsciously covered her eyes, not daring to watch the fight on the ring.
Just when Ma Feng was overjoyed and thought that his punch was going to work, he saw that Wang Hao's feet were like tops, and he turned around to avoid his punch, and then followed up with a knee strike.
.
boom!
Ma Feng's punch missed, but Wang Hao's knee landed on his left arm.
"Crack!"
With an explosion, Ma Feng's left arm immediately lost its function.
"ah!"
Ma Feng let out a scream, but he did not fall down. He suddenly raised his right elbow with the intention of giving Wang Hao a fatal elbow kill!
Unfortunately, Wang Hao had obviously anticipated Ma Feng's attack. When he finished with his knee, he quickly adjusted his posture, lowered his center of gravity, and just avoided the elbow attack.
"Damn it! Such a fast reaction speed!"
Suddenly there was an exclamation from the audience, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Hao, with shock and horror written on their faces!
Wang Hao's behavior just now was extremely dangerous. If he didn't dodge in time, he might be successfully knocked out by Ma Feng, but he formed a perfect dodge.
At this moment, Ma Feng moved again.
After receiving a knee from Wang Hao, he did not stand up. Instead, he took advantage of the defeat and punched Wang Hao directly in the lower abdomen.
Seeing this, Wang Hao subconsciously blocked and retreated.
"You got Fooled!"
Ma Feng sneered and quickly stepped forward. He jumped up like a kangaroo and scraped his elbow towards Wang Hao's heart, intending to give him a "gua sha therapy".
"Ouch! Ma Feng counterattacked!"
Seeing that Wang Hao seemed to be a little unstable and unable to form an effective defense, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.
No one expected that Ma Feng's counterattack would come so quickly!
One move to break the defense, and another move to stab the elbow. Is this the strength of the IFMA competition champion?
However, just when everyone thought Wang Hao was going to lose, the reversal happened again!
Wang Hao, who was originally panic-stricken, suddenly showed an expression of "You've been fooled."
As his joking expression emerged, his left arm suddenly went downwards and collided head-on with Ma Feng's right arm.
Click——
Along with the sound of shattering again, Ma Feng's expression suddenly changed!
He suddenly felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and his forearm bone must have been shattered!
What frightened him even more was that Wang Hao's right arm suddenly stood horizontally, and a standard counter-spin elbow hit his temple!
If he hits it hard this time... he will die!
At this moment, Ma Feng suddenly regretted signing the "deductible agreement". If he hadn't signed it, maybe it would have brought some pressure to Wang Hao?
Suddenly, a voice came from under the ring: "Little friend! We admit defeat! Please show mercy!"
boom!
As soon as the words rang out, Ma Feng felt a sudden pain in his abdomen, and his whole body flew out of the ring.
boom!
The next second, he landed heavily, and his whole body turned into a rolling gourd. He rolled out for more than ten meters before he could stop.
"Ahem..."
Suddenly, a violent cough broke out in his mouth, and there was still a little blood in the saliva. This was obviously caused by the broken internal organs.
But these were just minor injuries. Fortunately, he rolled off the ring alive.
He struggled to look up at the ring and saw that Wang Hao had already walked off the stage and walked towards where Ma Baoguo was.
"Senior Ma, I have no eyes for my fists and feet, I hope you will show mercy."
Wang Hao performed a fist-holding salute, and his words were even more polite.
Ma Baoguo smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter. People who practice martial arts will inevitably stumble, not to mention these are just minor injuries."
After that, he added: "My little friend, why don't you come with me to the top floor, how about we have a competition?"
"Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey!"
Wang Hao happily agreed.
In a few words, the two of them reached a consensus and walked towards the elevator nearby.
Seeing this, many onlookers rushed forward, intending to watch this "battle of the century"!
However, before everyone could reach the elevator, they saw Ma Feng staggering to the elevator entrance and said in a deep voice to everyone: "Everyone, the tenth floor is the center of the boxing gym. Visitors are not allowed to enter. Please forgive me.
."
Suddenly, a group of people looked at each other.
However, some people thought of calling on a wave of people to push Ma Feng away with the advantage of the large number of people. However, this Ma family boxer was so famous that no one in the crowd dared to take the lead!