Chapter 41 There is no victory or defeat, only life and death
The boxing champion threw an uppercut as fast as lightning, and his right hand was also ready. This was obviously a combination punch!
Obviously the boxing champion is a man with extremely rich experience in actual combat.
But the moment the boxing champion punched out, the old man seemed to know it in advance. He twisted his body, misstepped his steps, and then spun his body in a circle like a top, avoiding the blow.
Then, the boxing champion suddenly succumbed and fell backwards to the ground.
Everyone at the scene was stunned!
Even Ye Zhenglong had a gloomy look on his face, obviously not sure what happened, and the Muay Thai champion fell to the ground.
Many big bosses in Xinzhou were secretly wondering. The opponent's strength is so unfathomable, who can match it?
That boxing champion is a black boxing master who spent a lot of money to invite him overnight from Alaska!
Only Luo Chen could see it clearly.
The old man just dodged the punch and fought back.
It's just that the movement was too fast, and most people couldn't see it clearly, as if the old man didn't take any action.
The moment he turned around, the old man stabbed the boxing champion in the throat with three fingers like lightning.
In an instant, the boxing champion's throat was cut by the old man.
Clean, neat, and ruthless!
The real Chinese Kung Fu is used to kill people. One move can mean the difference between life and death.
There is no victory or defeat, only life and death!
"Hmph, there's no one who can fight!" The old man looked disdainful and looked very arrogant. It was obvious that he was preparing to take over the entire Xinzhou in one fell swoop.
The big bosses in Xinzhou dared not speak out in anger, because although the other party was arrogant, what he just did was enough to scare anyone.
It was so terrible, that scene just now.
"Haha, I thought you wouldn't come today?" The old man looked around and found Ye Zhengtian standing below, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Where is my son?" Ye Zhengtian looked very ugly.
The old man pointed to a place in the stands, where a middle-aged man was being tied up with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.
"Murong Xiong!" Ye Zhengtian gritted his teeth and looked at the old man.
"Haha, thank you for remembering my name. It's been more than 20 years. Is this your granddaughter? What about this one?"
"This one will fight on my behalf today!" Ye Zhengtian stared at Murong Xiong and said.
"Haha, I thought you should have looked away after living so long, but I didn't expect you to let a young boy die on your behalf." Murong Xiong sarcastically said, while looking at Luo Chen with disdain.
"Huh, little kid, you are still young, but you can't think about it so hard!"
"Little kid?" Luo Chen suddenly looked a little strange. Strictly speaking, he is already ten thousand years old now, and he is actually being called little kid?
"I say you are a little kid, so I am promoting you. Otherwise, who do you think you are? You are worthy of talking to me? If you are smart, get out of here!" Murong Xiong had a condescending expression, as if he was full of magnanimity.
In his opinion, he doesn't need to care as long as he is not a Grandmaster level person. It can even be said that he is already the first person under the Grandmaster.
As for the Grandmaster, can a young man reach the Grandmaster level?
This is not a novel, there are not so many martial arts wizards!
"Oh? You told me to get lost?" Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, he was really angry.
"That's right, get out if you want to live!" Murong Xiong had an attitude of relying on his old age. In his opinion, Ye Zhengtian was afraid, so he found a young man to block him, but he didn't put Luo Chen at all.
In eyes.
Luo Chen walked directly onto the ring, and then hooked his fingers at Murong Xiong.
"Are you really looking for death?" Murong Xiong watched Luo Chen take the stage and couldn't help but smile.
I have practiced Kung Fu since I was a child, and finally got the guidance of a master to achieve my current achievements. Now that a young boy dares to challenge me so blatantly, I feel a little disrespectful to him.
So he doesn't mind giving the other party a lesson, a lesson of death.
"I only need one kick to kill you! One kick is enough for an ant!" Luo Chen hadn't used murderous intent for a long time, and he was also angry at the other party.
"Haha, you were not born when I practiced kung fu. Since you want to die, I will help you!" Murong Xiong looked at Luo Chen with a hint of murderous intent.
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Murong Xiong stood proudly with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, the old man and the young man attracted the attention of the whole audience.
"Several old masters have been defeated, and even the boxing champion invited from Thailand has also failed. Why does Mr. Ye find a young man to do this?" Someone murmured, looking quite puzzled.
"Oh, maybe it's true that we have no one left in Xinzhou."
"Perhaps Mr. Ye has some plans? Or maybe there is something strange about this young man."
"Oh, but the opponent is indeed too strong. Which of those old masters is not a master? But what happens in the end? The corpse is still hot now."
"This? Can he do it? Why do I look a little dazed!"
"Grandpa?" Even Ye Shuangshuang couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Don't worry, at least this Murong Xiong won't be Mr. Luo's opponent." Ye Zhengtian cast his eyes on the ring, feeling very confident.
On the stage, Luo Chen took out a cigarette, lit it, and held it in his mouth. On the other side, Murong Xiong had his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.
"Come on, since you want to die, then I will help you." Murong Xiong stood there with his eyes closed, as if waiting for Luo Chen to make the first move.
"You're pretending a little too much." Luo Chen shook his head and really moved.
"you"
Murong Xiong was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He was indeed pretending a little too much. If he had fought Luo Chen cautiously, he might have been able to make a few more moves.
But pretending to be a martial arts expert like this is a mistake, an extremely fatal mistake.
Murong Xiong, who had his eyes closed suddenly, suddenly opened them.
Because when Luo Chen finished saying that sentence, he could feel that Luo Chen was still five meters away from him, but when he took that sentence and said the word "you", he suddenly realized that Luo Chen's attack was not enough.
Know when it's time.
A kick came, and Murong Xiong opened his eyes, but it was too late. A simple upward kick was simple, direct and effective.
Then boom!
Murong Xiong was kicked upwards, and then hit the ceiling with another thud.
Then Murong Xiong fell down, and his whole body was like a mess of meat.
But where is the life?
Just like Luo Chen said, it only takes one kick to kill Murong Xiong!
"This? This, this?" Several big guys on Xinzhou Road were stunned. How could this young man be so powerful?
The man who killed even the Muay Thai champion with one move actually died at the hands of this young man with one move?
"Okay, good fight!"
"Damn it, I finally got rid of this cowardice." Several big guys clapped their hands and applauded.
Because if the other party hadn't died, they might have ended up here today.
But just when everyone was applauding.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I didn't come back in vain and could actually meet a master!"
As soon as the word "master" came out, all the glass in the place exploded and shattered all over the floor. The sound was as powerful as a lion's roar.
The shattered glass was scattered in all directions, causing many people to scream.
Fortunately, there are a few lights outside, otherwise it would be completely dark here.
Immediately, a figure jumped more than ten meters away, and then the tip of its toes touched a person's head again, and then landed on the ring like a goshawk.
The arena was originally built with stones, but after the man fell down, there was a boom, and cracks like spider webs appeared in the arena.
This scene immediately silenced the entire audience.
Only one person's voice suddenly sounded.
"Now, let me introduce you to a mysterious guest!"
"We grew up watching martial arts movies, but everyone knows that those are fiction."
"Today, everyone will see that some things are not groundless or legends. That is the so-called Qing Gong just now. Some things cannot be explained by science. They are treasures left by our ancestors!"
"The real Chinese martial arts, the real master, the great master who returned from prison, Wan Yangjun!"