Both sides of the competition today are the Wuhe Hall representing Xingyiquan, and the Sisheng Hall representing Bajiquan. Many disciples from both sides come, cheering and cheering one after another, shouting for the competition.

At this time, an old man in Tang suit in white satin came up and said seriously, saying in Chinese: "I am honored to invite all the guests to visit the competition today. On behalf of the Wuhe Hall, I would like to thank everyone."

The applause immediately rang out. It seemed that the old man who was speaking was very prestigious in the local area.

Even Chen Tianming applauded, and couldn't help but let Ding Xiaobu lean into Chu Xiaoxiao's ear and asked softly: "You are practicing Xingyiquan and you are the first person in Nanqin. Have you heard of Wuhegui Hall?"

"No."

Chu Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "But their names seem to have really practiced Xingyiquan. Xingyiquan is divided into shape and meaning. My master practices intention, and the appearance is fist, which contains the intention of the gun. There seems to be a long spear in his heart. When the fist is grabbed, it will be broken when it touches it. Therefore, the nickname is the first person in the South Gun.

When you practice, you should focus on the integration of the five elements. The five internal organs are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The lungs are metal, liver is wood, water is kidney, heart is fire, and spleen is earth. Their guild is called Wuhe, which means there are still some names. It should have been spread to Singapore in the early years. You can see if there are still things passed down by our ancestors."

Ding Xiaobu didn't know Xingyiquan. He knew some famous things about the Nanyang martial arts world. There were many talented people and some fierce people who didn't care about the world. He couldn't help but smile and said, "You can tell if you look at it. You will definitely not disappoint you. Some things have already taken root and sprouted in Nanyang."

"This is not the case."

Chu Xiaoxiao smiled happily and said, "The good things are still held in the hands of our ancestors. My master Xingyiquan is not necessarily unable to beat you when he enters the realm of transformation. I don't think there are many of these people who are better than me."

A hum confidently hum.

This made people everywhere look over and they are a little disdainful of this beautiful girl and keep humming.

Peter also heard it at this time and couldn't help asking: "Miss Chu, have you practiced these boxing skills?"

He can become an Interpol, so he has some tricks, knows Brazilian Jiu-jitsu and is also very famous in the industry.

Chu Xiao smiled and explained: "Well, I have practiced Xingyiquan in China. It is the type of boxing that I want to compete in a while. I will be competing in a while. I will explain to you what Xingyiquan is."

"That's great. I've always been curious about Chinese boxing, and finally found someone who understands it." Peter smiled.

Then the old man on the stage said a few more words and announced that the game had begun, with a total of five games.

The first game between both sides was a strong man who kindly bowed and started the game.

As Chu Xiaoxiao said, there are some tricks in this Wuhegui Hall, and it is not the common form fist that is practiced. The word "meaning" is the first, followed by form.

This man practiced the Tuosha Fist, which is now the Yangtze crocodile. He focused on the effort of taking the plate, plus the secret of chopping, collapse, drilling, cannon, horizontal, and a few words. He actually had Tai Chi and the Bajiquan, which had the Bajiquan, which had the Bajiquan, which had the Baji to stabilize the universe, and the Bajiquan, which had the Baji to determine the universe.

The sound of muscle collisions and the shouts of the martial artists made the scene climax for a moment. It seemed that the first players sent out were some players with some strength on both sides.

As for the Bajiquan side, no one can tell it, but seeing that he is stable and motionless like a stone, he should be a master.

Ding Xiaobu couldn't help but ask, "How is this person's Xingyiquan compared to you?" He has internal strength in his dantian and releases hundreds of meridians. Even if he doesn't use the ring of the leader, these two people can't get into his body, so he asked the violent girl and see her level, because he felt that the violent girl was just average.

Chu Xiao smiled and said disdainfully: "If it were me, the Bajiquan player, would have fallen to the ground long ago, so why would it be so troublesome? Humph, it still lacks some artistic conception. The big gun in his heart is not formed and not straight, and he may not be able to break the other party's level 8."

That's true, after a few rounds.

The martial artist of Xingyiquan shook his shoulders and cut off his hands, trying to cut off the opponent's focus, but was grabbed by the opponent. He stomped his right foot and did not move at all. Then he loosened his shoulders and used Bajiquan's secret skills and clinging to the mountain.

With a "touch", he directly knocked the opponent out, only two meters away before he stopped. He was injured very much and could not get up.

There was a "wow!" sound on the scene, and applause and exclamation sounded. The winner cheered, the failed winner lamented, and followed by discussion.

Chu Xiaoxiao immediately snorted and said, "How is it? I'm right? He's too anxious. How can he fight like that? He should attack his top lane. The bottom lane is the lifeline of Bajiquan. Although it's easy to come by with strong touches, if you want to win the game, you have to attack the top lane."

He laughed constantly, very proud.

Pete opened his eyes and nodded, "If it were me, I could beat that boxer, but it would take some trouble. I practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which was very particular about tangling and beating, and could break his kung fu."

When I started to explain, the scene became a martial arts explanation.

Ding Xiaobu is better. He knows that Chu Xiaoxiao is a violent girl, so he likes this.

But the audience next to him couldn't stand it anymore, especially Chu Xiaoxiao and Pete said they could win, and immediately attracted a few sarcasm, "I said these two friends, I don't know which country you come from, but since you should be Westerners in English, please don't comment on Chinese martial arts. They are just ordinary martial artists and are not masters.

Especially that sister, although what you said makes sense, you can only say nothing but practice. Is the spear in your heart a good idea?”

The man who spoke seemed to be an expert, but he was not very old. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was extremely angry.

Chu Xiaoxiao was unhappy. Although her Xingyiquan had not been successful, is it that the Sanda champion in the public security system in the province so simple? He immediately hummed and made a few words of excuses.

Ding Xiaobu interrupted, "We are talking about it, little brother, don't take it seriously, watch the game, watch the game." Then he turned around and said to Pitt and Chu Xiaoxiao, "Can you two calm down? What are we here for? Don't forget."

The two of them suddenly realized and couldn't help but lower their heads in shame. They didn't argue, and quickly looked at Chen Tianming.

Chen Tianming was watching the game seriously at this time, and he was quite concerned about this game, staring at it, as if nothing was unnecessary.

The three of them felt relieved and continued to watch the game while monitoring.

The 17 or 18-year-old man who was just talking was reasonable and obedient, "I originally thought I met an expert today. It turned out that he was just a fake move that only talks but doesn't practice. It's really a mistake."

Some of them look down on Chu Xiaoxiao.

Chu Xiaoxiao saw that Chen Tianming was fine and immediately replied: "I started learning Xingyiquan at the age of six. I have been practicing this year for 18 years. I am older than you. Who do you think we are experts?"

"Hmph, practicing is also useless."

The boy smiled disdainfully and said, "I am three years old. Although I am not eighteen years old this year, I have both good spirits and a long spear in my heart. Can you compare it?"

Chu Xiaoxiao was stunned. He didn't expect to meet a master of Xingyiquan offstage, but the boy was too young, which made him feel a little unbelievable.

After looking at it, they were in the crowd that supported Xingyiquan. This young man was also a master of Xingyiquan, and should be from the Wuhegui Hall to cheer for him.

Chu Xiaoxiao was ready to criticize him.

Who would have thought that an old man in his seventies on the left side of the boy spoke, "Thirteen, don't talk nonsense. This lady is obviously an expert in Xingyiquan. She just doesn't know where you come from and what school you come from."

He spoke very enthusiastically and had a little accent. He should be the overseas Chinese who have come here in recent years.

Chu Xiaoxiao was not so angry. In addition, most of the people in this group were from the Wuhe Association, so it was not surprising that the other party knew Xingyiquan. He snorted: "I am from Shanghai SIPG, the first person to learn from Nanqin, and Zhao Li, I don't know that the two are from the Wuhe Association."

"This is naturally. Our Wuhe Hall in Singapore is an authentic Xingyiquanquan Jinjiao." The boy smiled blankly.

The old man was stunned, moved his body with some excitement, looked at Chu Xiaoxiao, as if he had encountered something incredible, and couldn't help but smile, "It's a coincidence that I can't make a book."

Then he took out a small notebook and a pen from his arms, wrote an address on it, and handed it to Chu Xiaoxiao, "This lady, it's inconvenient to speak here, so please come here tomorrow to meet."

Chu Xiaoxiao was shocked now and looked at Ding Xiaobu.

Ding Xiaobu shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know, but he still realized that this old man, who was nearly 70 years old, should be a master of Xingyiquan. He was introverted and round, and was not comparable to those present. He came to her ear and said, "You just reported to the master's sect. Maybe he is your master's old friend. You know, the Nanyang Martial Arts Hall is mostly from the mainland lineage and is also practicing Xingyiquan, so maybe it's my own school."

“That’s true.”

Chu Xiao smiled and pursed his lips, nodded to the old man and said, "Old sir, I will definitely go there tomorrow if I have time."

She had nothing to do recently, and she thought that she would come to Singapore in Southeast Asia and Singapore, which would be great if she met her master's old friend, so she couldn't help but smile.

The boy was unhappy, "Grandpa, why did you ask her to go to our house for? She had just said bad things about our house."

"I'm just talking about the matter."

Chu Xiaoxiao immediately retorted: "Don't think you are so powerful, you'll know if you have the chance."

"Okay, I'm itchy forehand." The boy was eager to try.

However, the old man quickly hit him on the head, "Speak nonsense, watch your game well." Then he smiled apologetically at Chu Xiao.

Everyone wasn't saying much.

The boy and Chu Xiaoxiao were still angry, and snorted, then turned their heads over.

Pete didn't understand Chinese. They just talked in Chinese, so they didn't listen much. They kept monitoring Chen Tianming. Seeing Chen Tianming get up and go to the bathroom, they hurriedly asked Ding Xiaobu, "Mr. Ding, please trouble you."

Ding Xiaobu saw it and had no choice but to shrugge helplessly, "I understand, I'll go now." Then he looked at the angry Chu Xiaoxiao and said hilariously, "Or why don't you come out and have some breathing too."

"Um."
Chapter completed!