"Zhang Wei, Arhat Fist, please guide me!”Zhang Wei cupped his hands and introduced.
"Uh, Wang Gang, I practice boxing. Please advise me!”Wang Gang also imitated Zhang Wei and introduced.
After the two of them finished speaking, the match officially began. After putting on the teeth, Wang Gang tapped the ground with his toes and jumped lightly, sometimes left and sometimes right, so as to adapt to the situation when punching and dodging.
Meanwhile, Zhang Wei was standing sideways and facing the middle of Wang Gang's body.
"One horse, one body." This was the unique offensive and defensive style of Arhat Fist. Whether it was offense or defense, the boxer who used Arhat Fist would aim his body sideways at the center of his opponent. His front hand was like a bow to facilitate improvisation.
In Zhang Wei's memory, the Arhat Fist was an extremely masculine fist technique. It was created by Patriarch Bodhidharma of Shaolin Temple. It was a basic fist technique that all Shaolin disciples had to practice. Whether it was offense or defense, this fist technique was followed by the back. It was up or down, and the hands helped each other. This fighting concept was similar to modern mixed martial arts!
"Pay attention, Brother Gang!" Zhang Wei shouted and instantly punched!
Zhang Wei took a step forward, his hand clenched into a hammer, and the Arhat's Hammer of Steps was thrown from the bottom up. Its power was like the iron hammer of an ancient general, and it was aggressive!
Wang Gang could only watch as Zhang Wei's fist flew towards him, but he could not muster up the slightest bit of resistance.
Zhang Wei's fist force seemed to have solidified. An ordinary person like him, who had never cultivated internal energy, could not withstand it at all. He did not even dare to think of dodging!
The martial arts manuals and unique moves in the World's First World were already similar to high-level martial arts. The Three Blades of Asura and Xiongba Tianxia cultivated by Guihai Hundred Refinement could confuse the will and mind of the person who cultivated the blade technique. Although it could greatly increase the cultivation of the person for a short period of time, it would cause the person holding the blade to directly become a slave to the blade!
Ba Dao and Guihai Yidao's Heartless Slash required them to be completely heartless, merciless, absolute, absolute
And these moves all had the magical power to affect one's mind.
The most basic Arhat Fist in the Shaolin Temple's heritage had a similar effect if one practiced it to a profound level. Although it did not have much of an impact on martial artists, for ordinary people who had never experienced any cultivation, the influence of this fist force was powerful enough!
This was also the fundamental reason why Wang Gang felt that he had nowhere to hide!
"Expert!" When Liu Qingwen, an expert in MMA, saw Zhang Wei's punch, he instantly blurted out.
From a bystander's perspective, this punch gave him an invisible sense of oppression. Liu Qingwen didn't dare to imagine how he would deal with this punch if he was standing in Wang Gang's position. Would he be able to take it?
Liu Qingwen fell into self-denial.
? Needless to say, he was defeated in one move.
This punch did not land. The bright red boxing glove stopped steadily below Wang Gang's chin.
Cold sweat silently flowed down Wang Gang's forehead, but he didn't dare to move. The hair on his face seemed to stand up. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.
"I…lost!" After Wang Gang finished speaking, it was as if he had used up all his strength. He clearly did not throw a punch, but his entire body was already drenched in sweat, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Although he knew that he would be defeated, he did not expect that he would still be defeated so cleanly!
Faced with Zhang Wei's attack, he could not muster up the will to resist at all!
If the previous defeat was purely because Zhang Wei was too fast and he was defeated before he could react, then he was using his strength to suppress Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei's punch was clearly not that fast, but he did not dare to have the thought of dodging!
What a terrifying fist force! Could this be his true strength? Wang Gang couldn't help but ask himself.
"Wang Gang, come down. You didn't lose unjustly!”Liu Qingwen said.
Hearing Liu Qingwen's voice, Wang Gang was jolted awake. He lowered his head in shame and wiped his sweat.
"Brother Gang, I'm sorry." Zhang Wei added.
"It's fine, it's fine." Wang Gang quickly replied.
"I didn't expect that I, Wang Gang, would be wrong. You're much more powerful than I imagined! He's simply the strongest person I've ever seen!”Wang Gang said emotionally.
"You flatter me." Zhang Wei rubbed his head. He was not arrogant and appeared to be very low-key.
"Don't be shy. Hurry up and come down. Let me help this little brother!”Liu Qingwen's voice interrupted their conversation.
Zhang Wei looked below the ring and saw Liu Qingwen's eyes filled with eagerness and passion. The boxers all understood that he was excited to meet an expert.
Zhang Wei's strength made Liu Qingwen want to attack, even though he knew that he would definitely lose.
However, Liu Qingwen was such a martial arts maniac. He was not afraid of failure. He only wanted to fight against experts because only then could he find his own shortcomings and improve himself!
Therefore, he was not afraid of failure, nor did he care much about things like fame.
The fourth was delivered. After resting for a while, he went out for a while.
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