The doctor rushed to Wang Xiwei to provide emergency treatment for Wang Xiwei.

There was silence in the audience.

Many people stood up.

No one cheered, no one shouted, no one scolded, no one made a fuss.

Live broadcast room barrage:

"Damn!"

"Ten punches, ten people!"

"Brother Long is too fierce!"

"Kill one person at a time, and you will not stay for a thousand miles!"

On the basketball court, ten people from Xiwei Boxing Gym fell to the ground and covered their stomachs. They were also tough and hurt so much that they couldn't speak.

Other people from Xiwei Boxing Gym stood there on the spot.

No one thought that ten people who practice fighting would lose if they beat Wu Long who uses traditional martial arts.

Even if someone thought about it, he didn't expect that he would lose so badly and so quickly.

Wu Long didn't even get a punch or a single kick.

How many minutes does it take from ringing the bell to knocking it all down?

It took less than a minute to beat Wang Xiwei.

It only takes three minutes to beat ten people in Xiwei Boxing Gym!

The electronic clock displayed on the large screen records the time it took Wu Long to knock down ten people.

In less than a round, all ten people fell to the ground!

The battle ended too quickly, beyond everyone's expectations.

Originally, both sides entered the basketball court and walked slowly. Suddenly, time seemed to accelerate with Wu Long's start. The entire fight was tense and exciting, making people breathless.

One move after another, one punch after another, one person after another, with almost no pause in the middle, just developing in such a coherent manner.

This kind of real fight is not blocked by the referee, and is not fragmentary editing like movies and TV, which is rare!

Just like that, there are no ups and downs, and it is too late to even make people feel excited. It rises straight and makes people forget the time.

The high 404 tide will be directly, and the high 404 tide will end.

It seemed like the f1 racing car started to eject, and it was a 100-meter boom of 2.6 seconds, and it ended.

Everyone's heads were completely confused.

So difficult to accept for a moment, and a brief silence appeared.

Refund money?

No one shouted again.

Fake punch?

It's not fake.

Wu Long brought a microphone to break the silence of the audience.

"I'll explain it to you."

"Don't worry, the ten players on the ground will not be in danger of their lives."

"I was scared by Wang Xiwei's punch in the first game. So I didn't dare to hit the head again in this game, nor did I dare to hit the chest, so I could only hit the best defense, the abdomen."

"Professional players have been trained and fought against blows, and their abdomen and chest are thicker, which can protect them. Therefore, it is difficult to knock down the opponent when attacking the abdomen and chest, and they can only get points."

"I need to do two things when I can knock them down. The first point is to exert penetrating force. This penetrating force has nothing to do with internal force. Internal force is the thing in the novel, and force is the skill and means of exerting force."

"Some people don't understand penetration. To put it simply, the penetration force is used to fight cattle across the mountains."

"The second point is to hit the position of the Dantian. The Dantian is acupuncture point. Unless you practice external hard skills such as a golden bell cover or an iron cloth shirt, no matter how thick your muscles are, you can hit the acupuncture point with penetrating force, and you can hit the acupuncture point in this effect."

Wu Long thought to himself: It is simpler to say, but harder to do. I can only do it by relying on twenty years of hard work and practical special training space to do special training.

"You are hit by me at Dantian point. At a mild one month or as severe as three months, your abdomen will be vaguely painful. Now the pain will be reduced after twelve hours, and people can move freely."

"If you want to get better soon, go to acupuncture and massage, and apply medicinal wine."

"Many people wonder why I can fight ten with one and win a quick battle."

"It's actually very simple, it's broken at a little bit."

"The rules of fighting competitions cannot be beaten in many places. Because the abdomen and chest are protected by muscles, they are not key protection areas, and boxers' protection is mostly concentrated on the head and ribs."

"Look at it, raise your hands to protect your head, elbows close to your body, protect your ribs. The abdomen is a gap, or use the knee to block the other party's kicking. But this is not usually done because the kicking doesn't have much impact. But the other party's kicking in the abdomen will consume too much energy."

"Just because of their usual training and actual combat, they have weak defenses on the abdomen, I used my lunge to seize the opportunity and knock them down."

"The reason why I dare to say that one fights ten is because I not only practice fighting, but also traditional martial arts. Fighting, a boxing technique that specializes in one-on-one fighting, will reveal shortcomings when fighting with less fights."

"Because the dodging moves of fighting are very simple, there are only a few moves, mainly to defend the opponent in front of you."

"There are many moves in real traditional martial arts. There are flash movements, various high and low changes, and moves and defenses to deal with various situations."

"I said so much to tell everyone my own view on martial arts. There are no advantages and disadvantages in boxing, but people have good or bad. Although this sentence is not absolute, it can explain some problems."

"No matter what martial arts it is, or what boxing it is, whether it is ancient or modern, learn whatever you like, and if you think it is good, you will gain the strengths of others. There is no need to be either this or that, and it will not be fragrant?"

"I agree with the anti-counterfeiting master. But I don't agree with the denial of traditional martial arts in the name of anti-counterfeiting masters. Today's fighting and fighting will be traditional martial arts in a hundred years and hundreds of years later. If it is denied by future people, does it mean that fighting and fighting are like the traditional martial arts that are despised by now?"

"Traditional martial arts are our civilization inheritance. It is this inheritance that keeps our backbone unfolding! Looking at global history, we are the only ones who can continue the civilization inheritance from 2,500 years!"

"But relying on literature and martial arts, it is impossible to do it!"

"We must remove the dross things. But we should not easily deny them. Negating our own civilization inheritance is like bending our backbone!"

"Wen is flesh and blood, and martial arts is bone!"

"A nation is important in knowledge, strength, civilization inheritance is important, and the backbone of the nation is even more important!"

"Well said!" someone shouted.

Applause resounded throughout the audience!

The people from Xiwei Boxing Gym held the injured player and left the field.

The host came out to announce that Wu Long won the prize, winning 100,000 yuan per game, totaling 200,000 yuan.

Wang Xiwei woke up, and the doctor said nothing was wrong, but it was better to send it to the hospital for examination. Wang Xiwei shook his head and said he would not go to the hospital.

The reporters surrounded Wu Long for an interview.

"Mr. Wu, how do you feel at this moment?"

“I’m very happy.”

"Mr. Wu, Wang Xiwei and the people in Xiwei Boxing Gym were seriously injured, but you said you were very happy here. Do you think this is good?"

"Since you asked me that, I will use a song to express it."

Wu Long redeems a song in the system mall.

"What song?"

"Who gives me a microphone?"

The host handed the microphone to Wu Long, who placed the microphone on the microphone stand and adjusted the height.

"Who gives me a guitar?"

The reporters looked at each other. This is not a piano store or a concert. This is a basketball court. There was a fighting competition just now, so how could there be a guitar?

"I have a guitar!" a voice replied loudly with joy.

The reporters looked over and the cameraman turned the camera over.

I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties walking over with a guitar.

"Brother Chu, are you here to see me for the game?" Wu Long asked.

Chu Jian nodded: "I went to give the guitar. I heard that you were playing a competition here, so I bought a ticket to support you temporarily. I didn't expect that you would sing and play the guitar. It was a coincidence."

In fact, it was Wu Long who asked him to bring the guitar. Wu Long said that he had been bothering him recently and he would also do an advertisement for his piano store.

"That's great. I've bought a piano at your Shiyin Television Store. Your piano store is really good, and the instruments sold are the best. With your guitar, I think I can play the nine-successful skills tonight. I'm afraid that you can be proud of your Shiyin Television Store."

Wu Long carries the guitar and starts playing. Sweeps the strings, cuts the notes, and cheerful rhythms. Such preludes make the listeners want to swing with the music.

The prelude passed and Wu Long sang in front of the microphone.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Ding oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey!"
To be continued...