"Where is this place?"
A bald man dressed in an ancient monk's cloth appeared in the gymnasium.
He looked at the tens of thousands of people in the stadium and couldn't help but feel shocked.
His name was Yuan Yin, a disciple of the Shaolin Arhat Hall. The so-called Arhat Hall was where most Shaolin disciples practiced martial arts, and only those disciples with relatively strong strength could enter the Arhat Hall. As the name suggested, Yuan Yin was from the Yuan generation. According to the rules of Shaolin Temple, there were the Du generation--
Yuan Yin was the first in the Yuan generation, followed by Yuan Ye and Yuan Xin…
Therefore, it could be seen that Yuan Yin's seniority in the entire Shaolin Temple was relatively high.
But today, he suddenly disappeared from his training room and appeared in this unfamiliar place, a place called the 'gymnasium'. There were many people here, and Yuan Yin had never seen so many people gathered together. The heads were as dense as a colony of ants, and he could not help but be shocked.
Right, it was clearly night now, so why was it as bright as day? What were those glowing things?
However, Yuan Yin was already a middle-aged man after all. His decades of martial arts practice had given him a lot of calmness. In the face of this sudden and unfamiliar environment, how could he adapt to it…After all, he wasn't an idiot, nor was he an idiot.
"Hey, damn pauper, get out of the way!"
Suddenly, a chubby middle-aged man wearing a gold chain, sunglasses, and a cigar looked at Yuan Yin with a pair of narrow and sinister eyes.
This person's other hand was poking Yuan Yin's chest several times as he said fiercely," Dog, you dare to be my way? You don't want to live anymore, do you…"
"Amitabha ~" Yuan Yin put her palms together. She did not clash with the person in front of her out of anger.
" Oh, so it's a monk…" The nouveau riche middle-aged man felt bored. It was actually a monk, so he couldn't be bothered because the main character of today's boxing match was Erlong, who was also a monk. He snorted unhappily and led his group of underlings into the arena.
Ten minutes later…
Clang clang clang ~~~
The bell on the arena rang.
The match was about to begin.
The two contestants, the Shaolin Two Dragons and the Muay Thai King, Sittichai, walked into the arena.
The crowd immediately burst into a terrifying cheer, and Ryuji was the main character.
"Ryuji!"
"Ryuji! Victory! Victory!"
"Ryuji! Defeat him!"
The atmosphere was like a boiling pot, steaming hot.
Yuan Yin frowned. This person was actually a Shaolin disciple? Why was it so weak? He felt that the spiritual energy in this world was no different from his original world (Heavenly). Why was the strength of the Shaolin disciples less than one percent of his?
Moreover, he heard the Shaolin disciples addressing Ryuji as " king ". It should mean " the most powerful person ".
This kind of strength was the most powerful? Could it be that this world's Shaolin? Had he fallen to such a state?
However, no matter what, Yuan Yin still wanted to ask Ryuji about Shaolin Temple after the competition. He felt uneasy in this strange world alone.
At this moment, Ryuji was a little anxious. How could he not be anxious? Three hours ago, he received a call from his senior and junior brothers, saying that a miracle had appeared in Shaolin and that he should hurry back so as not to miss the opportunity. However, he had already made an appointment to fight the Muay Thai boxing champion in the finals, and there was also a live broadcast on television. He could not leave early.
"Then let's end this quickly and KO this Muay Thai!”
Ryuji's heart was filled with ferocity.
Clang clang clang ~~~~
The bell rang again, and Ryuji and Xidicai walked into the ring.
After getting on the ring, he didn't immediately start fighting with Erlong, but instead started dancing.
Every muay thai fighter would perform this dance before a match. This was the muay thai fighter's entrance ceremony and the etiquette that muay thai fighters had to do before every match. Just like the Japanese Bushido, it was sacred to Muay Thai boxers.
The ceremony lasted about five minutes, and then Sidechai stood up and nodded to Erlong to indicate that he was ready.
Ryuji walked to the center of the boxing ring and confronted Sitichai.
The referee waved his hand.
"Begin."
As soon as the referee retreated, Xidicai moved.
After taking a few quick steps toward Erlong, he sent out a jab.
Sittichai's jabs were swift and fierce, even producing a hissing sound that tore through the air.
Naturally, this punch did not hit Ryuji. However, Sitichai then threw a straight right fist, followed by a left hook and a right hook. Each punch was faster than the last, and the intervals were extremely short, almost as dense as raindrops.
Ryuji was a little surprised by his opponent's strength. After dodging the continuous fist attacks of Sitichai, he counterattacked with a sharp left hook.
However, just as Erlong's left hook fist struck out, Xitichai's upper body leaned back, his left leg lifted without warning, and he kicked Erlong's waist like lightning.
Fast, unbelievably fast! It was so fast that before the people below the stage could see clearly, they heard an extremely sharp sound of air being torn apart.
Erlong was shocked, not expecting that Xi Ti's sweeping kick was actually faster than his fist technique!
Caught off guard, Ryuji only managed to block with his arm.
Bang ~~~
Erlong immediately felt a sharp pain in the area where her left arm had touched Xidi's leg. She felt as if her bones were about to crack!
Not good!
This left sweep kick was too terrifying!
However, Xidi didn't stop. He punched left and right, each punch faster than the last!
Ryuji, who couldn't dodge in time, could only bend and raise his elbow on the spot, forcefully blocking the fist with his elbow.
He was completely at a disadvantage and was beaten until he had no strength to fight back.
Suddenly, Sittichai's left straight punch turned into a hook and hit Ryuji's abdomen.
wow ~~
Ryuji, who weighed 80 kilograms, was sent flying off the ground. He flew back a meter and crashed heavily into the rope pillar, almost breaking it.
In the air, Dragon Two spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xidicai grinned viciously. He took a big stride forward and flew into the air. He bent his knees and prepared to crash into Ryuji.
Flying Kneel Strike!
It was one of the most lethal moves in Muay Thai.
If he was really hit, Ryuji would probably be crippled if not dead.
The referee was shocked.”
"No!" The tens of thousands of audience members were all scared silly. Most of the women covered their eyes.
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