Everyone's expressions were lifted up and they looked at the figure on the ring.
Including Yang Mu!
Although Yang Mu came here for the 5 million bonus, he also had another purpose, which was to see if there were any masters here. But so far, he has been really disappointed.
In his eyes, Basong's strength in the ring was barely okay, but at this level, everyone was restrained, and no one dared to go on stage!
Is this kind of strength enough to defeat all the masters in Tianhai City?
Just when Yang Mu was filled with disappointment and was about to go on stage to meet the underground boxing champion, someone stepped onto the ring before him.
The one who took the stage was an elegant middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a slender figure and wearing a black training suit.
Seeing this middle-aged man, many people under the stage showed joy.
"It's Master Guo of Zhenwei Martial Arts School!"
"Master Guo is here too! He is a famous master in our Tianhai City. Now that he has come forward, this bullshit underground boxing champion is no match for him."
"If you dare to underestimate Chinese martial arts, you should show this guy some color!"
"Come on, Master Guo, beat that guy until he kneels down and begs for mercy!"
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People who were angry but knew they were no match for Basong, so they didn't dare to go on stage, became extremely excited when they saw Guo Xiong on stage.
Although Guo Xiong is middle-aged, his appearance is still handsome and he has a calm temperament, which is very consistent with people's imagination of a master of traditional Chinese martial arts.
He stood on the ring, first bowed his hands to the people around him, and then looked at Basong: "Guo Xiong, the 19th generation successor of Guo Family Baguazhang, is here to ask for advice from you!"
Basong sneered and said disdainfully: "You Chinese people have a lot of bad habits. Just fight in the ring, you're asking for advice!"
Guo Xiong did not quarrel with him. He walked to the bottom of the ring and signed the agreement. When he returned to the ring, he was about to make the starting move of Baguazhang, but Basong had already rushed in front of him and punched him in the face!
"This bastard attacks again, Master Guo, be careful!" There were many exclamations from the audience.
Guo Xiong was unhurried, his legs were shaped like scissors, his waist was the axis, and his palms were stretched out one after the other.
When the opponent's punch hit him, he turned his waist to avoid the violent punch, and then punched out both palms together, flipping up and down like a swimming dragon, hitting the opponent's body everywhere!
Basong was taken aback. He retracted his fists and put them on both sides of his head. He arched his upper body to protect his vital parts, a typical defensive posture.
Guo Xiong, who originally looked elegant and peaceful, was like a tiger descending from the mountain at this moment, or like a big dragon spinning around Basong, hitting the opponent with all kinds of sharp palm techniques.
The most powerful thing about Youshen Baguazhang lies in its palm technique and footwork!
Under Guo Xiong's series of fierce attacks, Basong had no power to fight back at all. He could only continue to be beaten. Occasionally he found a chance to fight back and punched out, but the opponent easily dodged it, followed by an even more urgent punch.
offensive.
Seeing that Basong, who had been arrogant just now, was now in a state of being beaten, many people in the audience cheered loudly, with faces full of excitement.
Among the crowd, a woman with sunglasses, silver hair, and the height of an international supermodel was very conspicuous. The corner of the eyes of the men beside her, without exception, all fell on her.
Some thick-skinned men wanted to stand next to her, but whenever they got close to her, they felt like they were being stared at by wild beasts, which made them shudder.
As a result, the crowds in other places were tightly packed, and except for the middle-aged man who came with her, there was no one else around her.
The silver-haired woman looked at the scene on the stage and whispered: "He lost."
The tall middle-aged man beside her nodded and said: "Guo Xiong's palm skills and body skills are pretty good, but his power is limited. In terms of skills, he is stronger than the boxing champion Basong, but in terms of physical fitness, there is no doubt that
It's not even close.
This is a common problem among many traditional martial arts masters. They focus on martial arts, but they forget that the body is the foundation of everything. No matter how strong your skills are, you can't break your defense with a hundred punches. If someone catches you with one punch, you are destined to not win."
He smiled and said: "People from the ancient martial arts family don't even bother to participate in an event of this level. If no one takes action anymore, this Basong really thinks that there is no one in China. How about waiting for a while and you go up and give this guy some points?"
See the color?"
"He doesn't deserve me to take action."
The silver-haired woman spoke calmly, as if she was stating a fact that everyone should understand, "You can go on stage and teach him a lesson."
"..." The tall middle-aged man was speechless. What this means is that Basong is not worthy of letting you take action, but he is worthy of letting me take action?
Yang Mu in the crowd gradually frowned, looking more and more strange.
In the ring, it was Guo Xiong who was still pressing down on Basong.
The problem is that Guo Xiong's fierce and violent attack did not injure Basong at all.
On the contrary, his own aura was already a little unstable. As his physical strength was reaching its limit, his steps were no longer light and his palm techniques were gradually losing their sharpness.
As a result, the number of vulnerabilities exposed increased dramatically.
Basong seized a flaw, roared in anger, bulged his muscles, and punched Guo Xiong in the chest.
Click——!
The sound of bone cracking sounded!
It's true that a hundred punches are thrown together, which is not as powerful as one punch!
Amidst the screams of countless people under the ring, Guo Xiong spurted blood from his mouth, and his whole body flew out and hit the bottom of the ring. His chest collapsed and his face turned pale.
He struggled to get up, but before he could get up, he fell to the ground again, with a dejected expression on his face: "I lost."
quiet!
The scene fell into dead silence again.
No one expected that Guo Xiong, who seemed to have the upper hand just now, would be defeated so quickly and so miserably!
Basong stood on the stage, looked down at the people in the audience, and said with a joking smile:
"I thought Chinese martial arts was so powerful, but it turned out to be just like a monkey jumping up and down. I didn't know, I thought you were dancing! FUCK! Bullshit Chinese martial arts, how about changing its name to Chinese monkey dancing?"
Everyone in the audience was so angry that their eyes almost burst out with fire.
Guo Xiong's chest heaved, and he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He felt that he had insulted the name of Chinese martial arts, and said with a sad smile:
"It's not that Chinese martial arts are incompetent, it's just that I'm too incompetent! Don't be too arrogant, there will always be someone who can deal with you!"
"Really? Then let me see if any other soft-legged shrimp dares to come up."
Basong's face was filled with disdain.
In his opinion, Chinese martial arts are nothing more than a joke compared to modern fighting arts.
This is an ironclad fact. Chinese people are good at words, but they are good at fists and kicks. No matter how good they are, they are all useless!
Even though the people under the ring were unhappy, no one wanted to go on stage to get beaten. You looked at me, I looked at you, and no one came on stage.
The corner of Basong's lips curled up, and he was about to continue taunting. A figure walked to the place where the agreement was signed under the ring, and said to the host: "Give me one."
Swish swish——
Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Mu.
When Shang Qingdai saw Yang Mu, she was surprised and said, "Why is he here?"