This kick shattered all the illusions of the audience who still had expectations for Yunlong.
The monk Yunlong who used the golden bell mask flew straight out like Master Ma, knocked away the side rope, and rolled down.
In fact, the martial monk Yunlong only stayed in the Shaolin Temple for one year and was not considered a formal Shaolin disciple at all.
After that, he went to apprentice with teachers everywhere, learning a few tricks from each master and then changing places to learn them.
This hurried way of learning martial arts eventually evolved into the current four differences, boxing is not like boxing, and national martial arts is not like national martial arts.
He is too ambitious, has high vision but low hand, and is not good at academics.
This is Jiang Siming's evaluation of his sudden bloodshed.
After defeating another one, Jiang Siming still did not choose to rest and continued to fight.
"Fourth place, American heavyweight boxing champion Wilder."
As soon as I thought about this challenge, everyone in the audience was shocked!
Wilder!
The strongest boxing champion in active service! A member of the Boxing Association Hall of Fame, and the person closest to Tyson in his prime.
Unbeaten record in 42 fights, including 40 KOs.
This achievement is enough to aspire to the top of the boxing world.
A boxer of Yunlong's level is probably not even a match against Wilder.
As soon as the referee finished speaking, a huge figure walked onto the stage.
With a height of nearly two meters and an explosion of muscles all over his body, just walking over him already made people feel a mountain of pressure.
The audience couldn't help but swallow their saliva. If such a person punched them, they would probably never wake up again in this life.
But such a person is about to challenge Jiang Siming.
All Chinese audiences are worried about this.
"Fuck, this guy... his arms are thicker than Jiang Siming's thighs."
"Isn't this a bit unfair? You have to challenge at such a weight level?"
"This Yankee is determined to be famous."
"I don't dare to look at it. If he were to hit him with a punch, Jiang Siming would be so embarrassed that he would have to lie down..."
....
Wilder walked onto the stage and looked at Jiang Siming playfully.
In his eyes, Jiang Siming was just a monkey, a skinny monkey.
He could crush this kind of opponent into a ball with just a move of his fingers.
Wilder walked to the opposite side of Jiang Siming and took off his shirt. His solid muscles bulged so high that no one doubted whether this fist could kill someone.
"Within one minute, I will make you lie on the ground." Wilder smiled arrogantly, full of gunpowder.
Jiang Siming looked at him and replied quietly: "When the doctor comes to rescue you later, I hope you can keep your mouth shut and your breath won't make the doctor faint."
Hahaha...
Everyone was happy.
Wilder's face darkened and he stared at Jiang Siming, determined to make Jiang Siming suffer.
"Game start!"
After the referee gave the order, Wilder's heavy punches were already coming.
The female audience members in the audience could not help but scream in fear.
When Jiang Siming saw the opponent punching, he was not afraid at all and raised his fist to fight back!
Two fists collided in mid-air!
There is a clearly audible bone-colliding sound.
Wilder used heavy punches in boxing, while Jiang Siming used straight punches.
The moment the two fists touched.
Wilder's expression changed on the spot, and the severe pain from his fist made him unprepared.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted and launched another attack on Jiang Siming.
Then Jiang Siming used a set of martial arts martial arts boxing. Within half a minute, Wilder was lying on the ring like a dead dog, unable to get up.
Whoops! Whoops!
Jiang Siming was sweating and breathing heavily.
Of course this was his acting. He couldn't challenge four opponents in a row and act like he was nothing.
In this case, everyone must suspect that it is a match-fixing.
There is no way, in order to be more realistic, Jiang Siming can only make himself more like a normal person.
Alas, in order to convince everyone, he once again showed off his talent as an actor.
Even so, it was enough to shock everyone.
Jiang Siming actually knocked Wilder down.
The cameras around the ring were focused on Wilder on the ground, trying to determine whether he was deliberately pretending to be stunned to fake the match.
But judging from the large and small bruises on his body, two teeth were knocked out, his head was swollen, and his left arm was hanging down and swinging around. It looked like it was dislocated.
This can't be a fake match. With Wilder's size, trying to dislocate his arm is impossible without real ability.
Emergency doctors immediately came to the stage to help Wilder.
"He's suffocating! Hurry! Get on a ventilator!"
The doctor yelled, but couldn't lift Wilder away first. He could only bring up a temporary oxygen cylinder and give Wilder first aid on the stage.
Now no one doubts the authenticity of this martial arts conference.
No one doubts Jiang Siming's strength. Jiang Siming is really a master of Chinese martial arts. Even Wilder couldn't last half a minute in Jiang Siming's hands.
The Chinese audience was excited for a while. Is this a Chinese martial art? It’s so awesome!
If Jiang Siming went to boxing, wouldn't he immediately become the world boxing champion?
The foreign audiences all had expressions of constipation on their faces. Wilder was defeated... Can anyone beat him?
Is this the real Chinese Kung Fu?
The arena was temporarily occupied, and Jiang Siming could not start the next game immediately.
Just in order to be more involved in the performance, Jiang Siming said that he wanted to take a break.
Then he sat in the corner of the ring and drank water to regain his strength.
At this time, Mr. Alima ran to the ring out of nowhere and began to give Jiang Siming a shoulder squeeze.
"Mr. Jiang, you are really my idol, hahaha. I came here specially to see you today. If it's okay, I will be your little brother today. I learned this massage technique from my old master."
Mr. Ma turned into a little fan boy and massaged Jiang Siming's shoulders from behind.
Mr. Ma also likes Chinese Kung Fu very much. It can be seen from the movie "Kung Fu Dao" that he specially spent money to shoot, that Mr. Ma is also a fan of Kung Fu.
It's just that if you don't have talent, you have no hope. You can only watch others enjoy themselves.
Jiang Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he could only let Mr. Ma go.
"Mr. Jiang, are you holding this martial arts conference today to promote your third proposal at the Kyoto Conference?"
Jiang Siming nodded and admitted that there was nothing to hide.
"Haha, I think it's okay. Let's work hard and strive for victory."
"This is not nonsense, how can I lose?" Jiang Siming rolled his eyes.
The two didn't chat for long before Wilder was carried down for treatment and the arena reopened for business.
Jiang Siming stood up again, returned to the center of the ring, and continued to let the referee draw lots.
In the next hour or so, Jiang Siming accepted more than 40 challengers in a row.
Among them are various martial arts masters, including Sanda, Muay Thai, Taekwondo, Judo, etc. There are also some people who want to be famous like Master Ma.
Without exception, these people were all beaten to the ground by Jiang Siming.
When encountering masters, Jiang Siming would use normal Chinese martial arts to fight against them and demonstrate the charm of Chinese martial arts.
Jiang Siming is not polite when he meets internet celebrities, and he always kicks them.
Later, the audience also understood that anyone kicked away by Jiang Siming was a fake master.