Chapter 228 Defeat Jiang Zhuo

After the challenge format was determined, the first person to challenge Ning Chen was Ye Xiyan's senior brother Jiang Zhuo.

"Ning Chen, I will let you experience real martial arts skills, and you will never dare to challenge my junior sister again!"

In the arena, Jiang Zhuo pointed at Ning Chen and shouted, stamped his foot, and instantly bullied Ning Chen. His hands turned into two phantoms, and Wing Chun martial arts were used like lightning.

"Is this the legendary martial arts?"

"I heard that this Jiang Zhuo is a master disciple of the Wing Chun sect. Although he is not yet a master, he has defeated two martial arts masters with his exquisite Wing Chun martial arts!"

"Although those martial arts sects think highly of themselves and are arrogant and arrogant, they also have their own capital. We outside warriors are not proficient in martial arts and are not their opponents at all!"

Beside the ring, many knowledgeable warriors or contestants started talking about it.

According to legend, martial arts skills can greatly enhance a warrior's strength, allowing the warrior to defeat the enemy at higher levels. It's so magical!

However, because those martial arts sects cherish their broomsticks, the martial arts of any sect will never be passed on to others.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for outside warriors to learn martial arts.

Only disciples of martial arts sects like Jiang Zhuo and Ye Xiyan can possess real martial arts skills.

At this time, even Tu Songbai, the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, was staring at Jiang Zhuo intently, wanting to see how powerful the famous Wing Chun martial arts was.

The Martial Arts Association is a semi-official organization used to restrain casual martial artists in the secular world, but those real martial arts sects do not submit to the jurisdiction of the Martial Arts Association.

"Ning Chen, this time, I will never let you win with brute force!"

On the ring, Jiang Zhuo shouted loudly, and instead of letting Ning Chen attack like last time, he took the lead in attacking and brought the power of Wing Chun's fast punch to its limit.

Bang bang bang...

The dazzling fists hit Ning Chen like raindrops. Each fist contained incomparable power and made a dangerous roaring sound in the air.

"Wing Chun's martial arts skills are really amazing!"

Everyone in the audience was amazed.

But Ning Chen, who was facing these countless fists, just shook his head lightly and sighed: "The Wing Chun martial arts that I thought were exquisite a few days ago are actually vulgar and full of loopholes. It seems that this "Eighteen Zhenwu"

The level of "Shiki" is far beyond the so-called martial arts."

After saying that, Ning Chen faced Jiang Zhuo with both hands.

"The Eighteen Forms of Zhenwu, the first form, entanglement!"

The movements of Ning Chen's hands seemed much faster than Jiang Zhuo's, but they instantly blocked all of Jiang Zhuo's rain-like punches.

"What?"

All attacks were neutralized instantly, and Jiang Zhuo was stunned.

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, second move, lock!"

Jiang Zhuo wanted to change his moves, but Ning Chen shouted again and the movements of his hands changed. Jiang Zhuo didn't react at all, and Ning Chen's spiritual power was spit out, locking all the movements of his body, making him unable to move.

"how come?"

Jiang Zhuo's expression changed and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Eighteen moves of Zhenwu, the third move, hammer!"

Ning Chen shouted again, made empty fists with both hands, gathered his spiritual power, and struck Jiang Zhuo from the air.

Boom!

The spiritual power gathered in the air was like a giant hammer, hitting Jiang Zhuo's chest heavily.

puff--

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Zhuo suddenly flew out of the ring like a kite with its string cut off, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ning Chen wins!"

Jiang Zhuo flew out of the ring and landed, and the referee announced loudly.

"Damn...in such a short time...how...can you...?"

Outside the ring, Jiang Zhuo climbed up with difficulty, holding on to the severe pain in his chest, and looked at Ning Chen as if he had seen a ghost.

Just a few days ago, he tested Ning Chen's strength in Jiangcheng.

That time, although Ning Chen finally defeated Jiang Zhuo, in Jiang Zhuo's eyes, Ning Chen was just a barbarian who could only use brute force. As long as he used martial arts, he could easily defeat Ning Chen.

But now...

"How could you suddenly master such exquisite martial arts?"
Chapter completed!