"Bai Ziyong of Baihe Martial Arts School, please enlighten me!"
A bald man with a somewhat deformed figure slowly walked onto the ring, his eyes like a hawk, staring closely at Chen Wu.
Chen Wu's heart sank.
Looking at the aura exuding from Bai Ziyong, he is not inferior to Lian Shanshan at all.
Even above it.
Originally, according to Chen Wu's plan, as long as he defeated a few martial arts disciples in the eighth-level martial arts hall, he could advance smoothly.
Unexpectedly, Lian Shanshan, who was equally matched with him, appeared halfway.
I finally deceived Lian Shanshan with a trick, and narrowly defeated half a trick, but then a master from Baihe Martial Arts School jumped out.
In my current state, I am afraid it will be difficult to win.
So Chen Wu used sarcastic words to try to trick Bai Ziyong.
"I had just won two games and my physical fitness was not at its peak. Brother Ziyong couldn't wait to take the stage. I really didn't expect it."
"Is it possible that Brother Ziyong is so willing to take advantage of others to get a bargain along the way?"
Bai Ziyong said angrily.
"Fart, how dare you do this to Miss Shanshan, I don't like you."
Got.
Unexpectedly, he was Lian Shanshan’s suitor.
It seems that I have really stirred up a hornet's nest now.
Knowing that this battle must be fought, Chen Wu quickly adjusted his mentality.
And he never loses even when losing.
Even if you are pushed to the ground and beaten violently, you still have to show off your words.
So Chen Wu mocked.
"You are really a shameless person who is vain. In you, I see the entire White Crane Sect. You really have the style of Master Chen back then."
When Bai Ziyong heard this, his ears turned red with anger.
If the referee hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to rush over and tear this little thief apart to relieve his frustration and boredom.
In fact, this involves an old news from that year.
In the early 1950s, the two martial arts schools in Hong Kong, Tai Chi and Bai He, had a dispute due to their differences.
They first argued in the newspaper and criticized each other. They both thought that their own skills were good and the other party couldn't do it.
Later, the two sides refused to give in to each other, and their resentment could not be eliminated, so they simply signed a life and death certificate saying "each can live in peace with his destiny".
The leaders of the two factions will compete in a martial arts showdown!
The time is set at four o'clock in the afternoon on January 17 of that year.
And because ring fighting is prohibited by Hong Kong city laws, the location was agreed upon in Macau, across the water.
When the news came out, it was like a thunder in the plains, causing residents in Hong Kong and Macao to rush to tell each other.
For people who are tired of living a monotonous life day after day, this is really an exciting thing, and the local news media seizes the opportunity to seize this hot topic and provide detailed information in one article after another.
Report.
Under the hype of newspapers, the life-and-death duel between the Wudang and Baihe sects intensified, and people were gearing up to watch the result.
Under the huge traffic, both Baihe and Taiji have made great profits, attracting many martial arts disciples.
Day after day passed by, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the competition.
The competition arena is set up in the swimming pool square of the New Garden Nightclub in Macau, with tens of thousands of spectator seats.
A reporter from the "New Evening News" reported in real time: "The program of the conference has been roughly scheduled. In addition to the singing of celebrities, the most attention-grabbing 'drama' is the martial arts competition between Wu and Chen... The competition is expected to start around four o'clock. Now
People are talking about this matter everywhere in the market, and there are many opinions..."
"...It is still difficult to say who will win or lose... Some people say that Mr. Wu Gongyi, a famous Tai Chi master, is experienced in kung fu and has extraordinary skills, while others say that Mr. Chen Kefu, a white crane, is young and strong and has great strength.
, in short it is difficult to have a unified opinion..."
At 2:30 in the afternoon, the singer's charity singing performance was held first. More than an hour later, the Wu-Chen competition that people had been looking forward to finally started.
However, surprisingly, the whole process was not exciting at all.
In fact, this arena only lasted a few minutes.
The result was that Wu Gongyi, the leader of the Tai Chi sect, punched Chen Kefu, the leader of the White Crane sect, with blood on his face, and the game ended.
Since then, this has become a taboo of the White Crane Sect.
When Chen Wu mentioned it, it completely added fuel to the fire, making Bai Ziyong completely angry.
With the referee's whistle, the game officially begins.
Chen Wu shook his neck, stood firm on his feet, and stared at Bai Ziyong steadily.
Bai Ziyong's size really gave him a strong sense of oppression.
He is a full head taller than Chen Wu, and his muscles are bursting, showing terrifying strength.
Bai Ziyong said with a grin.
"Boy, it's unlucky for you to meet me. Just stand there and don't move, and let me twist your head off."
Only a fool would listen to you.
Chen Wu muttered in his heart.
However, he was determined to test Bai Ziyong's strength, but he really didn't move.
Bai Ziyong put his hands into a posture, stretched out his right fist, and struck Chen Wu's heart.
Before the punch came, Chen Wu felt a slight blast of wind squeezing his skin.
"What a powerful force."
The more critical this moment was, the calmer Chen Wu became. His Wing Chun posture changed instantly, and his right elbow moved forward, just in front of the boxing path.
Bang!
Fists and elbows collided.
The fist stagnated slightly and continued to hit Chen Wu.
Chen Wu's gaze remained unchanged, he took advantage of the situation and took a step back, continuing to block with his elbow.
Under his series of ingenious disassembly, Bai Ziyong's punches were completely removed. Instead, he exposed his own weakness, and was bullied by Chen Wu, who returned a punch.
Use softness to overcome strength!
Defeat clumsiness with skill!
In the first round of confrontation, Wing Chun narrowly defeated White Crane.
Bai Ziyong had high veins on his forehead, his eyes were red, he was breathing heavily and said angrily.
"You're looking for death, I'm going to beat you to death!!"
Bai Ziyong rushed towards Chen Wu fiercely, like a mad rhinoceros, and his fist was like a hard titanium block, hitting Chen Wu's chest directly.
Chen Wu knew the principle of going all out, so naturally he would not confront Bai Ziyong in this state, so he backed away continuously and taunted him at the same time.
Bai Ziyong's eyes became more and more bloodshot, and the movements between his fists and feet were vaguely scattered.
.......
"Broken!"
On the judging stage, the master of White Crane Fist suddenly stood up.
"Yong'er was angered by that kid and his mood was messed up. I'm afraid he will lose."
"Referee, I object. This kid is cheating."
Mr. He, the master of Wing Chun, said with a smile: "Old man He, that's what martial arts competitions are like. Soldiers never tire of deceit. None of us martial arts practitioners are willing to admit defeat. Why are you talking about this in such a hurry?"
The master of White Crane Fist said angrily: "Don't make sarcastic remarks here. This is simply because you Wing Chun people are too treacherous."
Mr. He was also a famous warrior when he was young. He didn't tolerate his opponent at all. He picked up his cane and started to fight with the master of White Crane Fist.
This Chen Wu is a member of his own family and has a reputation for Wing Chun, so he must protect him.
.......
Not to mention the chaos on the judging panel.
In the arena.
Chen Wu finally caught a glimpse of Bai Ziyong's flaw. He suddenly made a sound, raised his elbow, knocked his fist away, bumped his body forward, and rushed into the opponent's chest. Then he used Wing Chun with all his strength. In just a short moment, he hit almost a hundred blows.
Ten punches.
Bai Ziyong's face turned pale, and his body was directly hit and flew back.
Chen Wu smiled softly, raised his right foot just in time, and stepped forward violently.
Boom!
Bai Ziyong was kicked from the air by Chen Wu!
The entire arena was quiet.
No one expected that Chen Wu, who was almost at the end of his strength, would win.
Even the referee was stunned.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and said immediately.
"Winner! Wing Chun Chen Wu! Advance to the next round!"