Chapter 30 The martial arts master played GG

Author: Canghai Guyin

Chapter 30 The martial arts master played GG

Around 10 a.m., Tang Li appeared in the Long Martial Arts Hall.

In the Long Martial Arts Hall, live broadcast equipment has been set up, and many people gathered and discussed.

"Hello, Master Tang."

"I never expected that Master Tang would become a martial arts master at such a young age. He is so young and promising!"

Jiang Xianlong came up with Yang Biao, Zhou Ye and others, stretched out his palm towards Tang Li and said with a smile.

"Can the competition begin?"

Tang Li looked at the ring. The referees and staff were all ready. It was obvious that Jiang Xianlong had already made plans for this competition.

"It seems that Master Tang is very willing to fight!"

Yang Biao raised his lips and said.

"I have no problem, I can start at any time." Immediately, he clenched his fists and said.

"Please both sign the disclaimer."

The staff took the disclaimer and asked Tang Li and Yang Biao to sign it.

[The contest between modern martial arts and traditional martial arts has begun again, which is very exciting.]

[Is it a battle of revenge in modern martial arts, or a battle to rectify the reputation of Chuanwu?]

[It is said that this Chuanwu master practices Tai Chi. After losing Wing Chun, he came to Tai Chi again. If he lost again this time, I wonder if they would still have the face to send Xingyi, Bagua, Tiger Fist and Crane Fist? If it is true

No, why not send someone who knows the Nine Yang Magic and the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin? Using Qi to control the sword and travel across the Kyushu, wouldn’t it be directly invincible?]

[I wonder how many rounds this Tai Chi master can last?]

…

In the staff seat, Lu Ziyan was holding a tablet and watching the live broadcast room of the Lieya website and Longwu Hall.

Many barrage comments have appeared in the live broadcast room.

"These people are all hired by the Dragon Martial Arts Hall."

Lu Ke looked at it and frowned.

Lu Ziyan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I've also arranged someone."

"By the way." Lu Ziyan seemed to have thought of something and asked Lu Ke: "Brother, if you compete with Yang Biao, can you win?"

Lu Ke pondered and said: "It's hard to say, the outcome is probably between 50 and 50."

Lu Ziyan nodded, "Then I'm relieved. I believe Master Tang will definitely win this competition."

Lu Ke: "..."

…

"Do not hit the eyeballs, throat, perineum and other vital organs."

"The round ends, stop immediately, no more moves are allowed."

"You are not allowed to use insulting words in the ring to deliberately anger the opponent."

…

On the ring, the referee announced the rules.

Tang Li and Yang Biao have also stepped onto the stage.

Tang Li wore a white training suit and cloth shoes. His body was tall and slender, airy and healthy.

Opposite him, Yang Biao fist-bumped his hands and looked at Tang Li with a smile and some disdain.

For Yang Biao——

Tang Li had known about it before.

Yang Biao was once the national middleweight fighting champion. His fighting style was wild and fierce. It is said that 80% of the games he won ended in KO.

Obviously, he is stronger than Zhou Ye.

"Prepare"

"start!"

The referee waved his hand and announced that the game had officially begun.

Swish

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Yang Biao suddenly stepped out, turned his body sideways, and hit Tang Li with an uppercut with his right hand.

Yang Biao was tall and strong. He clenched his fist and punched out like a tiger leaping towards him.

Tang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, he stooped and stepped forward, reaching out his right hand and colliding with Yang Biao's uppercut.

Bang

Meat and meat.

Bone against bone collision.

There was a muffled sound.

"Huh?" Yang Biao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Li's physical strength surprised him a little.

Iron Cloth Shirt's practice showed results.

With his right fist retracted, Yang Biao's eyes darkened. He didn't give Tang Li a chance to breathe, and struck out again, left hook, right hook, jab, and a series of combination punches, like a sudden storm, attacking Tang Li.

Tang Li resolved them one by one.

Nowadays, his understanding and mastery of Tai Chi has reached a state where he is so proficient in it that he can penetrate it with his mind. When he makes a move, he naturally integrates the Tai Chi mind and moves smoothly, smoothly and smoothly.

At the same time, his current physical body/body has reached 15, which is a level improvement compared to ordinary people.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Yang Biao's series of punches may be like a sudden storm, wild and unstoppable.

But in Tang Li's eyes——

It's nothing.

In his heart, he even felt a little disappointed.

…

Another straight punch.

Yang Biao shouted lowly and struck Tang Li's face with his right fist.

Tang Li spread out the five fingers of his palm, stretched out, grabbed Yang Biao's right wrist, and swung his right arm round, like a Tai Chi wheel, flipping Yang Biao up and flying up. His body spun around in the air and landed with a bang.

on the ground.

"What?"

Around the ring, the sudden changes made the crowd startled.

【What's going on?】

【Did Yang Biao's foot slip? Why did he fall?】

[Haha, a bunch of laymen, this is the secret of Tai Chi, can’t they even understand this? 】

【6666, the martial arts master played GG.】

…

Various comments also appeared in the live broadcast room.

"How are you?"

Yang Biao was sitting on the ground, a little dazed. It wasn't until the referee asked a question that he suddenly came back to his senses, bumped his fists together, and stood up.

He exhaled, put on a boxing stance, and stared at Tang Li, his eyes turning cold.

"Drink!"

With a heavy drink in his mouth, Yang Biao struck out again. This time, he switched to kicking. He planted his left foot on the ground and swung his right leg like an iron whip. He kicked Tang Li hard on the side and abdomen. This whip kick

, fused with Muay Thai, fast and fierce, showing ruthlessness.

Before Yang Biao could kick his right leg, Tang Li stepped forward, thrust out his arm, and hit him hard in the chest.

Thumb thump thump thump——

Yang Biao staggered and took several steps back.

"What?"
To be continued...