Jiang Hua continued to perform, and several people struggled to right the dummy.

"The following are Daxia's commonly used moves, Iron Mountain relies on it!"

He jumped forward and leaned on his back. The dummy finally failed to withstand the second blow and disintegrated.

The stumps were scattered across the ring, and the host was frightened. He knew that the dummy was not a prop.

And it was reinforced, so I didn't expect that it wouldn't be able to withstand the second blow. How strong is Jianghua?

He finally knew why Jiang Hua asked the other party to sign a life and death certificate. Why wouldn't he just die if he was hit?

Jiang Hua shrugged and took the microphone.

"Everyone, our martial arts in Daxia are divided into performance routines and actual combat styles. The ones we usually see are the performance routines. I prefer to watch a little bit. I personally recommend everyone to practice this style because it is not too taxing on the body and can also strengthen the body.

, in actual combat, it will squeeze the body's potential and have an impact on physical health, and the martial arts masters in Daxia now rarely accept apprentices, so everyone chooses carefully."

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he walked off the stage. Only 20 minutes had passed.

There are still 20 minutes left before the official competition. If you can fish, why not fish?

Now the atmosphere has become intense again, and Jiang Hua's performance broke everyone's prejudice against Daxia martial arts.

It turns out that Daxia martial arts is divided into two factions, performance and actual combat.

In the lounge on the other side, the air was heavy, and everyone was looking at the ring with pieces of the dummy strewn on the TV.

I can’t believe it, they often deal with dummies, and they can tell at a glance whether the props are real.

"Coach, didn't you say he was showing off his tricks?"

"This and this should be props. Don't worry, his body is very thin and he probably doesn't have such great strength. They are just props."

The defending champion looked at the TV and took a breath of cold air. He had already signed a life and death certificate, so he wouldn't leave it here.

He just wants some traffic, is it so difficult?

But the contract has been signed, and he can't even think about how much money he will have to pay if he quits now.

We can only hope that what Jianghua used is really a prop, but it takes a lot of effort to make the props like this.

He could only think silently in his heart, this was a performance, not a fight to the death.

In Jianghua's lounge, his sister-in-law Chen Shuting was massaging him. Her little hands were so soft.

"Boss, is this intensity okay?"

"Okay, okay, it would be better if it were a little heavier."

She is worthy of being recognized as a sister-in-law, and her strength is stronger than that of men.

During these 20 minutes, the venue was not idle. Major stars came on stage to perform. It was simply a feast.

So many supporting characters, just for one protagonist.

Mainland TV stations also broadcast this game. Of course, they did not pay for it, but because of Jiang Hua's relationship,

I got this broadcasting right, but the conditions are still there, even the advertisements must be played.

Mainland audiences were also frightened by the hands Jiang Hua showed just now.

In the courtyard, Jiang Hua's disciple Liu Zhongjia put the large color TV set he just bought in the courtyard.

Everyone in the hospital was watching the game in the courtyard.

Everyone was frightened, because they all had some grudge against Jiang Hua in the past.

It turns out that this guy is already very restrained. If he wants to move his hands even slightly, he will have to lie still for a long time.

Jia Zhang's face was ashen. He recalled this guy's behavior back then. There was a conflict and he almost couldn't help but take action.

It feels like a trip to hell. The older you get, the more you fear death.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, your family is really lucky that Jiang Hua is hidden so deeply?"

Silly Zhu was sitting aside watching TV, and he had a deep understanding.

This guy likes to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. He was beaten by Shen Hui back then. At that time, Jiang Hua was still hiding behind Shen Hui.

Not a man at all, I didn't expect this guy to be the real God of War in the Siheyuan.

"Silly Zhu, you fought against Jiang Hua back then. What do you think? Why don't you go and participate in this arena competition? You can fight Jiang Hua a few times. I heard that the prize pool is 300 million US dollars?"

"What, 300 million U.S. dollars? Damn it. It's a pity that you can earn your life but lose your life. Can you withstand a punch?"

Game time officially begins.

Jiang Hua changed into a formal fighting suit. This is the most basic respect for his opponent.

Everyone took a look at the muscles on Jiang Hua's body. I rubbed it. When this guy was wearing a coat, he didn't look like he had much muscle. But when he changed into a fighting suit, he didn't have the muscular development of a professional bodybuilder, but his muscles looked more like an ordinary person's.

It's not the kind of hormones produced by bodybuilders.

The game finally started, and the referee read out the rules. In fact, it said it was a no-limits fight.

The most basic rules still need to be followed. You cannot hit the lower part, throat, eyes and other dangerous places. The opponent surrenders and cannot continue to pursue.

The referee waved his hand, and amidst the screams of the audience, Jiang Hua began to act,

In order to cooperate with advertisers, he chose to play more rounds.

He is now considered the largest individual shareholder of UFC. If he can make money, why not?

He tried the fist of the man opposite him. To be honest, it was much stronger than ordinary people, but compared with a real martial artist, it was only inferior to Qi. This guy was frightened by Jiang Hua.

This was just right, Jiang Hua cooperated with him and fought back and forth.

Of course, the coach opposite had already noticed that he had been in the fighting industry for decades.

Jiang Hua beat his apprentice as if he were playing, and it seemed like the two of them were fighting back and forth.

In fact, he couldn't even touch Jiang Hua's clothes, so he was still the last champion?

However, the audience at the scene was very lively, everyone was cheering, and Jiang Hua occasionally performed some difficult moves.

Everyone can see that Jiang Hua is really relaxed.

Advertisers are also happy, at least they get enough eyeballs.

After playing several games in a row, Jiang Hua glanced at Henry below, and Henry stood up and applauded.

Jiang Hua knows it's time to stop. If the fight continues, the ratings will drop.

So he pretended to reveal a flaw, a collapse fist, and then an iron mountain support.

The defending champion was sent flying straight away, bouncing off the guardrail railing and back onto the ring.

He didn't get up for a long time, and he didn't dare to get up. It was not a level confrontation in the first place.

Jiang Hua has strength that is not belonging to ordinary people.

The referee lay down in front of him and counted. The guy tried to get up, but failed again and again.

In the end, the referee raised Jiang Hua’s hand, today’s final winner:

"Jack......Jiang!"

The impact of this century's war continues to unfold.

Jiang Hua's reputation as a martial arts master was completely confirmed, and the defending champion was thrown away.

This is not something that ordinary people can do. The defending champion is 1.9 meters tall and weighs at least 200 pounds. Being thrown away was more shocking than hitting a dummy.

The martial arts gyms in Chinatown are about to usher in another round of registration boom.

But they were also afraid, because they themselves had not learned the killing skills Jiang Hua had learned.

Those who teach martial arts routines are afraid that these foreigners will go out to fight and suffer losses, and then come back to destroy the martial arts studio.

What a happy trouble.
Chapter completed!