"Hi!"
Wang Chao was majestic and majestic, looking like a god. With a shake of his hands, Ruan Hongxiu flew up to the top of his head, twisted and cut vigorously, and tore apart with his hands. There was a tingling sound like tearing cloth. It resounded through the audience.
Seeing such a scene and hearing such a sound, everyone present stood up suddenly, and some people even screamed hysterically!
At this moment, Ruan Hongxiu's two arms and shoulders felt a sharp pain, but his strength just now was knocked away by Wang Chao, and he couldn't lift it up. It was as if a fish jumped out of the water and was thrown atop a man's head.
Afterwards, his two arms connected to his shoulders were severed, blood spattered, muscles were exposed, and there were deep bones in them. Even the skin and muscles of his chest, like old bark, were torn in many cracks, and his whole body was almost crushed.
The whole body without arms fell down straight, and was kicked by Wang Chao, which hit the chest, kicked eight or nine meters away, and blood rained down all the way, which was extremely terrifying.
"Good work..."
Ruan Hongxiu hit the ground at once, squirmed twice, the pupils in his eyes dilated, he only said a word, closed his eyes, and died immediately.
He didn't have the skill of Zhou Binglin, who could suddenly slow down his heartbeat and slow down the blood flow when his arm was torn off.
What's more, after receiving the last blow, his two arms were torn apart, and his collarbone, muscles, and chest muscles were also split a lot. The injury was twice as serious as Zhou Binglin's in the park.
Especially when he was falling, Wang Chao was afraid that he would fight a trapped beast and end up fighting with all his might, so he kicked him out with his legs hanging high.
After such a series of fatal blows, Ruan Hongxiu's limbs were crippled and his internal organs were shattered when he landed. Even an immortal could not be saved.
From the beginning of the competition to the present, in less than five minutes, the muay thai master and yoga master Ruan Hongxiu was shot to death by Wang Chao with fierce and fierce capture techniques. Master fights, every move is based on life and death, life wanders between yin and yang, since he has signed a life and death contract, Wang Chao will naturally not hold back.
This is a contest of strength, without the slightest element of luck or venue.
Wang Chao's killing of Ruan Hongxiu was all due to his superb kung fu, powerful strength, superb and brutal fighting style, and his momentum was like a rainbow. From the beginning to the end, he had an overwhelming advantage.
Because his kung fu is above Ruan Hongxiu.
At the beginning, after two rounds of fighting, Wang Chao gained the upper hand in the "鼍" shape, and then he swam around with eight trigrams, his fists collapsed like arrows, and his moves were like a storm. Even if Ruan Hongxiu exhausted all his strength, it would be useless.
Before Wang Chao and Zhou Binglin started fighting, they were already masters of energy transformation, and they had reached the peak. After fighting with Zhou Binglin, although they were injured, their comprehension of martial arts was even more profound. Time, no matter how fast the progress is, how can it be his opponent.
Even though Muay Thai is fierce, its moves are single, mainly elbows, knees, punches, and kicks. It is far less exquisite than pictographic boxing moves. The back, hips, buttocks, head, shoulders, belly, and belly can all be used to hit people. There are fists almost all over the body.
Although it is said that pure moves are far better than a variety of tricks, but they are limited to the primary stage, and when competing with masters in the intermediate stage, only one fresh move can be eaten all over the world.
It's a pity that what Ruan Hongxiu is facing today is not an ordinary master, but a master of form and meaning, Wang Wudi with superb kung fu.
Muay Thai pays attention to strength and ferociousness, and it will kill people in one blow, but it completely ignores some hidden and less powerful punches and discards them.
Although Wang Chao's back strike at the beginning, and later his crotch strike, although his strength is far inferior to his hands, feet and fists, and cannot cause damage to masters, he can break the strength of masters in an instant.
It's like being numb, making people unable to lift up their strength for a second and a half, or their center of gravity is unstable. Force the opponent to reveal a flaw, and then seize this flaw in an instant, or kill with one blow, or gain the upper hand.
This is the general trend in the contest.
For example, when a master plays chess, the moves are often inconspicuous and ordinary, but when connected, it makes people fall into the quagmire, unable to extricate themselves, accumulating small victories into big victories.
In this contest, Wang Chao took the lead every step of the way from the beginning to the end, just like a game between great powers. The demeanor of the master's style of play was revealed to the fullest.
"In this competition, Muay Thai Fang Ruan Hongxiu died, and Laoshan internal curator Wang Chao won."
After Wang Chao shot and killed Ruan Hongxiu, his face was expressionless, and he did not feel the joy of victory, because this was what he had expected, and he already knew the result when he sent out the martial arts letter.
Until the notary on the rostrum came down to check Ruan Hongxiu's injuries, and then announced the result of the contest.
As soon as the results were announced, Cao Yi, Zhou Liang, and Political Commissar Yang all stood up instantly, exhaling with great joy on their faces.
It wasn't because Wang Chao won, but because Wang Chao's contest made them a huge fortune in one go.
On the contrary, Han Xiaoqing and the others, seeing such a bloody scene, were so frightened that their faces were defeated. At the same time, there was a lot of fear and awe in the eyes they looked at Wang Chao.
Usually they see Wang Chao as a kind, well-educated young man, but during the martial arts competition, he seems to have turned into a Shura demon who came out of hell. Cry, scare people stupid.
Until the time of life-and-death combat, you will never see the terrifying side of a martial artist. Just like a clever monster, it usually changes into a human form without any evil spirit, but at a critical moment, it suddenly shows its real appearance. At that time, it is the time to eat people.
"Although I imagined his strength very high, I still underestimated this. No wonder the mainland army supports him so much." "Iron Fist Hualang" Cui Changbai saw Wang Chao kill Ruan Hongxiu in an instant, and controlled the situation from beginning to end. Only then did he realize that Ruan Hongxiu's martial arts were indeed inferior to his opponent's.
"Ruan Hongxiu's kung fu is already top-notch, and he has reached the pinnacle with the profound meaning of Sun's Taiji sect. Why is it still not working?"
Cui Changbai invested 20 million euros to fuel the flames of this martial arts competition, just to allow Ruan Hongxiu to test Wang Chao's strength and find out the real background of the opponent.
He was cautious and never fought an uncertain battle. This time Wang Chao killed Ruan Hongxiu, which made him even more wary of this young man. He will not easily compete with Wang Chao.
Yigayuan kept his eyes fixed on Wang Chao's body from the very beginning to several minutes. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a strange brilliance in his eyes.
Wang Chao only felt a pulsating muscle pore on his back vest, turned around, and fixed his eyes on this number one Japanese martial artist who was full of fighting spirit.
This Japanese man doesn't look very good, but his eyes are very sharp, as if he wants to see people's hearts. The moment Wang Chao and him looked at each other, he clearly felt the strong desire to fight in the other's eyes.
"This person's martial arts should be comparable to Zhou Binglin's, but his vigor and mentality are much stronger than Zhou Binglin's. Moreover, he is more than ten years younger than Zhou Binglin. He is my strong enemy."
Wang Chao saw the strength of this number one Japanese martial artist in an instant.
When Zhou Binglin was young, he was known as the "Little Martial God". From this title, it can be seen that martial arts are really high to the top, but after retiring, he restrained himself and defended himself. Although his physical strength was maintained, his mentality was not as good as before, which was a bit old-fashioned and pride. So when you move your hands, you can't let go completely.
Taking Zhou Binglin as a reference, this Yigayuan is Zhou Binglin when he was young, with physical strength, vigor and fierceness, and even a hint of cunning in it.
Such people are the most difficult to deal with.
Yigayuan and Wang Chao looked at each other, and immediately closed their eyes, put their hands inside the sleeves of the cherry blossom kimono, stood up, and walked away with the clogs creaking under their feet.
Now that Wang Chao has won, the task of their notary is over.
In the field, because of Wang Chao's victory, he also received countless hateful eyes, among which the hatred was the strongest, obviously with a strong murderous intent, and it was almost on the verge of triggering a few generals from Vietnam, Thailand, Burma, these warlord leaders, all of them They are all dark and thin, with toughness written on their faces.
Almost all the warlords in Thailand, Myanmar, Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia are big drug lords. is their funds.
Ruan Hongxiu often performed bullet dodging in Southeast Asian circles, and some warlords regarded him as a god. In this competition, those warlords also had great confidence in him, and they came here to make a fortune. How could they know that not only did they not get any money, but they lost all their money in it.
These warlords and drug lord leaders are all heartbroken now. If they weren't in Hong Kong and didn't have guns in their hands, they would have turned their heads and started fighting. Anyway, they eat gangsters, rob bullies, kill people and set fires, and they often do things like massacre and extermination.
After cursing a few words in native language, these warlord and drug lord leaders looked at Wang Chao with murderous eyes, and then walked out of the stands of the competition venue.
In contrast, several associations in Japan and the association of the Indian Yoga Association have lost funds, but they have not shown obvious murderous intentions, and they appear to be slightly graceful.
Ruan Hongxiu's body was immediately picked up on a stretcher, put into an ambulance, and driven to the hospital, but it was also formalistic. It is estimated that it is not a first aid. It was sent directly to the morgue and cremated.
Naturally, lawyers and financial planners will handle the financial issues of the competition, so Wang Chao doesn't need to worry about it. This time the competition involves a lot of funds and a big scene, and the notary hired is almost famous. But the money Wang Chao earned was about the same as Zhang Wei's last martial arts competition, about 100 to 200 million yuan.
The rest of the money has to be distributed in proportion, partly from Chen Aiyang, partly from Liao Junhua, partly from Han Xiaoqing and others, partly from the Huo family, and partly from the organization.
The next day, another banquet was held in the Huo family's mansion. The first part of this banquet is to celebrate achievements, and the second part is naturally Huo Linger's apprenticeship banquet.
Wang Chao is now a well-known great boxer, and Huo Ling'er is the first big apprentice he has taken in, so the banquet of apprenticeship should not be small. In addition to Xue Lianxin, Zhu Hongzhi, Chen Aiyang and other martial arts colleagues, the elders of the Huo family were also present.
"Stop kneeling, the old rules also have bad habits, just bow."
During the official apprenticeship, Wang Chao sat on the chair in front and asked Huo Linger to bow. Then he took out the sword he had snatched from the Jianghai martial arts competition, and gave it to Huo Linger as a meeting gift.
"I wrestled this sword with a man, and snatched it from his hand empty-handed. That man has no face to ask for it back. I'll keep it, but it's useless, so I'll just give it to you as a gift."
This sword snatched from Jiang Hai is antique, the scabbard is tanned with shark skin, the blade is long and narrow, and forged very sharply, it looks like it was made by a famous craftsman. As long as it is lightly touched, it is enough to cut human skin, even blood vessels and tendons. It is not a problem for a master swordsman to hold it and block ten with one.
Especially the tip of the sword, which is as sharp as a needle, can poke a hole in the flesh with just a touch.
Xue Lianxin and Zhu Hongzhi looked at the sword and looked at each other, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
When the scene of Huo Linger's apprenticeship was over, Zhu Hongzhi suddenly asked Wang Chao: "Is the successor of this sword the inheritance of Wudang Jiugong School?"
"That's right. When we fought against me, that young man claimed to be the inheritor of Wudang Jiugong swordsmanship." Wang Chao recalled Jiang Hai's claim.
"Young man? Is his name Jiang Hai?" Zhu Hongzhi asked again.
"Huh?!" Wang Chao showed a look of 'how do you know'.
"This sword belongs to an old friend of mine. He is a veteran boxer in Hongmen, France. Jiang Hai is his apprentice."