"Just you wait. Chu Feng will soon let you know that martial arts is a joke.”
"Compared to a real professional boxer, Chu Feng couldn't even last a round.”
"Isn't one round overestimating Chu Feng? I don't think he can even take a punch from Ma Kui.”
"Those who are waiting to watch Chinese martial arts, you can turn off the live broadcast to avoid seeing a scene that will break your hearts.”
"That's right. This way, we can still hold on to the last trace of hope and continue dreaming.”
……
Many people were furious when they saw the glaring bullet comments.
Some of them couldn't stand it and immediately started arguing with them.
However, most of the people were only looking at Chu Feng on the screen.
He hoped that Chu Feng could create a miracle.
A miracle of Chinese martial arts.
………………
At this time, Chu Feng and Ma Kui had already entered the arena.
Ma Kui was only 1.75 meters tall, but he weighed a full 87 kilograms. He looked very strong.
His upper body was bare, and his muscles were bulging, but the lines were not obvious.
Instead, it was wrapped in a layer of fat.
This was a normal phenomenon for professional boxers.
The fat helped to increase their ability to resist attacks and protect their internal organs.
In professional competitions, it was rare to see martial artists with very obvious muscle lines.
They were either talented or newbies.
Only in movies and television works would actors reduce their body fat to make their muscles more obvious in order to pursue beauty.
Chu Feng, who was standing opposite Ma Kui, was 1.78 meters tall and weighed 70 kilograms.
In fact, he wasn't skinny, but compared to Ma Kui, he felt a size smaller.
In particular, he was wearing a large white training suit, which made him look even thinner.
When the two of them stood on the stage, they felt that Chu Feng was a size smaller than Ma Kui.
The commentator's voice sounded again.
"These are two completely different styles.
A pair of shorts and a bare chest made him look full of strength.
A traditional white exercise suit with a pair of multi-layered shoes. It gave off a very elegant and unrestrained feeling, and it had a very strong sense of drama.”
"Is Chinese martial arts really as useless as Ma Kui said? The answer will be revealed soon. I'm really looking forward to the upcoming matches.”
On the arena.
Ma Kui was looking fiercely at Chu Feng, but Chu Feng's expression was calm, and his gaze was similarly very calm.
He did not like to show how fierce he was at this time.
Although this step was indeed very important and effective.
However, Chu Feng preferred to use his fists and feet to talk.
" Little kid," Ma Kui suddenly said," Uncle will teach you what real combat is in a while."
If you cry later, you won't go back to your mother to drink milk, right? Hahaha…"
Ma Kui was also a verbally aggressive player.
Seeing that his imposing manner was unable to suppress Chu Feng, he changed his tone to speak, wanting to provoke Chu Feng's anger.
He succeeded. Chu Feng was indeed angered by him.
However, Chu Feng did not lose his mind. He only narrowed his eyes, and two eyes filled with killing intent shot out from them.
"Begin!"
Suddenly, the referee waved his hand and shouted before quickly retreating.
Ma Kui immediately made a parrying posture and moved his legs.
Boxers mainly attacked with their fists.
He would not use his legs to kick his opponent.
However, when he exerted force with his heavy punch, the strength of his legs accounted for 60%.
It was from his legs to his waist, and then he smashed it with his hands.
Therefore, a professional boxer's heavy punch was very powerful.
Moreover, it was very agile.
If a professional boxer stood there and let an ordinary person hit him, an ordinary person would not be able to hit them.
Every time you punch, before you hit him, he already knows your route.
In addition, the speed of ordinary people's punches was not fast enough, so it was enough for them to easily dodge your attacks.
But at this moment, Chu Feng's legs shook.
Boom!
Ma Kui immediately felt the arena shake violently, as if it had experienced a strong earthquake.
His heartbeat instantly sped up. He had a feeling that a disaster had descended and he would be destroyed at any moment.
Eight Extremities Trembling Feet.
Chu Feng was shocked, but he had already leaped forward. He raised his feet and kicked hard---Breaking Knee-Kick.
Even though Baji was a move that was open and wide, his legs would not kick very high.
Unlike Taekwondo and Sanda, where he could easily kick a person and a half high.
In fact, in Chinese martial arts, other than a few martial arts that focused on leg techniques, no one would kick high.
That would cause the center of gravity to be unstable, making it easy for the enemy to fall.
Ma Kui only felt Chu Feng's figure flash and arrive in front of him. His speed was simply too fast, so fast that it made him somewhat flustered.
He instinctively wanted to dodge, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his knee.
Breaking Knee Kick, specialized in kicking the enemy's knee. This kick landed squarely on Ma Kui's right knee.
Amidst the immense pain, Ma Kui lost his balance and his body leaned forward to the right.
At this moment, Chu Feng moved his body sideways and used his elbow to push out.
Pa!
Bang!
The first sound was the sound of the air exploding when it was hit by the bright force.
The second sound was the sound of his elbow hitting Ma Kui's chest.
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