Guangdong, the underground kingdom of Chinese black market boxing.
In China, there are many black market boxing matches held here every year.
In boxing, there is victory or defeat, life or death.
Win or lose, win or lose, the money earned in this way is small, one time, as little as thousands, as much as tens of thousands.
But there is also life-and-death fighting, which is to beat people to death. After a boxing match, there is often a sum of millions or even tens of millions. Such a huge amount of money makes many people who are good at fighting and kung fu
All of them came here. Some of them became rich, but some of them were beaten until they could no longer take care of themselves, and many even died directly.
Guangdong, like Shanghai during the Republic of China, is a paradise for the winners. They have everything here, money, capitalist enjoyment, and all kinds of beauties. But the losers will also live in dire straits like hell, and
There is no hope for the future.
With the rise of this boxing market, a competition called Sanda has quietly emerged. The government will not sit back and watch this kind of money being occupied by underground forces in vain and remain indifferent.
They held it, approved it, organized the Sanda organization, managed it effectively, and used it to make money.
From this, many martial arts schools began to send boxers to the boxing world.
However, although the government took away the majority, the underground black fists did not stop.
Small-scale competition is on the shore, large-scale competition is at sea.
The underground black boxing scene is still going on, and currently, the strongest ones are the Guangdong Ten Tigers.
They are the overlords of the underground black boxing. Although the number of the Ten Tigers changes, this title will always exist.
The taxi stopped.
From the car, a young man with a backpack got out. This young man looked like a student. He was holding a big bag and his appearance was quite refreshing.
After looking at the map in his hand, he walked firmly in one direction.
After a while, the South China Business Club appeared in front of him.
When we arrived at the door, there was a guard at the door. The guard came up to stop him, but the young man said, "I'm looking for Zhao Wuji. I'm his younger brother, Zhao Wuji."
Soon, a man with glasses came out, ushered Zhao Wuji inside, and said, "I'm sorry, your brother is practicing boxing."
Zhao Wuji's elder brother is Zhao Wuji. Like Zhao Wuji, he is a Bajiquan practitioner.
But he is a little different from his younger brother. Zhao Wuji is a real boxer. He is an underground boxer in Guangdong.
The money earned is used by the family.
In addition to Zhao Wuji who is in college, there is also the old Zhao family in his hometown in Shaanxi.
Lao Zhao's family is very poor, really very poor. The two brothers left home, and there are only his father, his mother, and a little sister at home.
Their family, including Zhao Wuji, all earned money from boxing.
In the boxing gym, the sound of "bang bang" never stopped.
When I walked in, I saw a group of people practicing boxing.
However, among this group of people, there is one person who stands out from the rest.
His body is tall and big, and his muscles are like those of a calf.
This man was barefoot and wearing a pair of shorts. Two large washed red bricks were tied to his arms. These two bricks seemed to be specially polished. Together, they weighed about ten kilograms. They were imprisoned.
Tie it tightly around this man's wrist.
And this man, with such hands, flexibly punched his fist bag.
With every punch, the sandbag would groan in pain, as if it would be cracked and exploded the next moment.
After a few blows, the man stopped and gasped. I don’t know how long he had been practicing like this, but it must have been a long time.
This person is Zhao Wuji.
He took off the red brick, his muscles trembling slightly.
Zhao Wuji looked at his brother and knew that his strength must be higher.
When he left home, Zhao Wuji's strength was not very high. However, after arriving in Guangdong, after training, fighting in many boxing matches, and accumulating some lives on his hands, Zhao Wuji's strength improved by leaps and bounds. Now, even more so.
He has become one of the ten most capable players in this city. The Guangdong Ten Tigers are well-deserved.
"Why are you here? Did I ask you to come?" Zhao Wuji was startled when he spoke.
He was always flirting with everyone at Yanjing University. He was flirting with ordinary people and those students. But in front of his brother... he completely gave up.
"elder brother……"
“Are you out of money or in trouble?”
Zhao Wuji obviously didn't believe in his brother's character. They were all brothers. How could he not know about his brother's faults?
Different from Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji is very careful. Here, he has experienced life and death while boxing. Sometimes, during the boxing match, he even felt that he might really die. He survived. This mentality makes him different.
.He has really grown up. Give him more time and he will grow.
But Zao Wuji suffered a little from the poverty of his family when he was a child, but after that, nothing happened.
Zhao Wuji, who is good at boxing, has always been a bit arrogant and domineering towards outsiders. Zhao Wuji tried to persuade him, but it didn't work. Naturally, he felt that this brother had caused some trouble for him. Fortunately, he was not afraid.
"Brother, I didn't cause trouble..." Zhao Wuji was silent for a moment and said, "Brother, I was beaten."
"Oh?" Zhao Wuji was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment and said, "What's the matter? Do you want me to call you back?"
"I lost a member of our old Zhao family! Brother!" Zhao Wuji said: "That man defeated me, and I won't accept it!"
"Why don't you accept it?"
"He's too tough. It doesn't matter if he beats me, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't take me to heart!"
"Go ahead, you can't do it yourself, so you want me to stand up for you? Get out!"
"Brother! There are two brothers in the same generation. If you don't help me, who will help me? In my school, I am also a respectable person. After being beaten and defeated like this, how can I have the shame to stay in the school again? I won't
I won’t be willing to take this place back!”
…
Sighing, Zhao Wuji said: "Tell me about this, tell me carefully..." As he spoke, he waved to the man with glasses. The man with glasses went over and after a while, he brought a can of Jianlibao. Zhao Wuji opened it.
Come on, pour it into your mouth.
Zhao Wuji licked his lips and spoke in detail.
In front of his brother, there was nothing to hide, so he told the truth.
After listening in detail, Zhao Wuji smiled.
"This is normal. You idiot, you really think you are one thing!" Zhao Wuji said: "You fought with that person, and he defeated you without even showing any real skills!"
"What? Brother, it's impossible. He showed real skill. Even though I lost, you can't underestimate your brother like this!"
"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji knows his younger brother's strength. Although his younger brother Zhao Wuji has a good character, he practices boxing and learns kung fu very hard and with great effort. In other words, this younger brother is not bad in strength. If given
If he has some luck and gives him a chance, he can become one of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong just like himself. Just like he became one of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong.
However, if you need to say something, you still have to say: "That person you mentioned never yelled once from the beginning to the end of the fight with you, right?"
"yes……"
"This is a sound beating. The sound is for a better blow. He didn't even make a sound, just a normal attack, and defeated the three of you. This shows that from the beginning to the end, he did not use his full strength. I
I'm sure that after he defeated you, he would still have at least half of his physical strength left. In other words, you, let's just say you, your strength is only 70% of his strength. Judging from various battles, although there is a difference, it will not exceed
That’s it.”
Xie Tianji, Zhao Wuji, and Wang Yongji, three people beat one person.
Among the three of them, Zhao Wuji, the strongest, is only 70% of this person's strength.
Therefore, that person could easily defeat the three of them with about half of his strength.
Kung Fu is not an addition or subtraction problem.
Three people, each with a strength close to 70% of the opponent's strength, face this master who is 100% strength. Their only end is failure.
Master, if it is higher, it will be infinitely higher.
It is not a problem for a master with a combat power of ten to fight an opponent with a combat power of seven.
Zhao Wuji said: "Brother, you said "beat", what do you mean?"
"Hitting with sound means using sound to increase the power of the blow. Making sounds is helpful for punching. However, such sound hitting will consume your physical strength faster. In a fight, if your opponent does not make a sound to defeat you, it means that he has not used his strength.
Come on, of course, except those assassins who are training for assassination. In short, you have met a real master.
, Also, you said that the other person can jump very high. This is Qing Kung, but no one practices it anymore. I once saw someone jumping like a monkey, but the Kung Fu is still not good enough. There is no one who can jump like you said.
, but practicing this kind of kung fu, light kung fu, is very painful and strenuous. He must have been practicing kung fu since he was a child."
"elder brother……"
"Stop talking, you won't suffer if you lose at the hands of such a person. Recuperate here and go back to school when the time comes."
"elder brother!!!"
"Listen!" Zhao Wuji got angry: "Do you know who I am? My minimum appearance fee for a boxing match is 100,000 yuan. You want me to do it for you? Okay, bring me the money. Do you have 100,000 yuan?"
Zhao Wuji was immediately speechless.
Yes, Zhao Wuji is a professional boxer, and underground black boxers are also professional boxers.
How could a boxer like him fight with others over a trivial matter?
If you don't have money, you can't let them punch. If they punch once, if you don't have more than 100,000 yuan, don't talk.
After all, when they box, they fight with their lives.
…
The heart of the South China Association...
The man with glasses stood there.
A boss chair turned, and a lean man took out the cigar from his mouth and slowly blew out a smoke ring.
"It's quite interesting..." the man said: "A kid defeated Zhao Wuji. It seems that compared with Wuji back then, he doesn't have to give in too much!"
"Yes..." The man with glasses knew that the boss had taken a liking to that boy.
"Wuji is good, but his potential has come to an end..." The boss smoked a cigar and said, "Who is the strongest among the Guangdong Ten Tigers?"
"King of Strength Guo Jiande."
Guo Jiande, nicknamed A Bao, is the boss of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong. He is known as the King of Strength, and is also known as the unbeatable Xiaoqiang. He has never been defeated. He has an unparalleled pair of domineering iron fists. His punches can blast away people's stomachs with one punch.
Take out the intestines inside.
"Li Wang Guo Jiande, that cash cow, is in the hands of Lao Du!" The boss shook his head and sighed: "Go and check this kid, I want to know where he came from. Maybe, in the future, he can defeat Li Wang and become
The new King of Power, but if it were the King of Power in my hand...hahahaha..."
The man with glasses bowed and went down.
Don't talk nonsense, but say that Liu Yu and Liu Bui defeated the enemy, fulfilled Zhang Ning's request, and returned to Baimei Mountain Martial Arts School.
Liu Yu is at the level of a teacher, so naturally he doesn't need so many students to follow the rules.
But when he used the key to open the door of his house, he was slapped from the inside.
Liu Yu hurriedly stepped back. With that palm, the palm of his hand shrank, and there was a suction force out of thin air. Liu Yu even felt like he was about to be sucked in. He calmed down and stabbed it with his palm.