the third chapter
Aobiyin burst into laughter and arrogantly raised his arm, showing off his muscles!
He even shouted in that awkward accent,""He is indeed the Sick Man of East Asia! Is this all you can do? Continue!"
Looking at Wang Song's face covered in blood and unconscious appearance, the audience was a little flustered.
"How, how did this happen?"
"It must be a mistake!"
"Yes, yes, it must be a mistake. Look, the Zhang family is going up!”
At this moment, another man jumped up.
His legs were slightly bent, and the wild horses on his left and right parted their manes!
It was Taiji Fist.
Taiji Fist emphasized on using softness to overcome hardness, so it was indeed more suitable to deal with people like Aubiyin.
After a few moves, Aubiyin gradually became irritated.
Almost every time he launched a tyrannical attack, it would be dispelled without a sound. There was always a feeling that he couldn't use his strength!
Moreover, the seemingly gentle fist technique made him feel pain when it hit his body.
This reignited the confidence of the audience below the stage, and they roared with red eyes!
"Beat him! Kill him!"
"Beat him out!"
However, after Qin Mu looked at it for a while, he still shook his head silently.
Taiji Fist was indeed the best countermeasure, but that was under the same circumstances.
Master Zhang's figure was clearly much thinner than Biyin's. If he waited for too long, his stamina would definitely not be able to keep up. When that time came…
As expected, there was a bang!
Master Zhang took a heavy punch from Aobiyin, and he took two steps back.
The long period of concentration had consumed too much of his energy.
He was already sweating profusely, and his gaze had become erratic.
Blood gradually seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
"Master Zhang, hold on!"
The audience's eyes turned red.
Humiliation and anger continued to spread!
Master Zhang took a deep breath. He knew that his body couldn't hold on any longer, but for the sake of his nation, he couldn't just collapse like this!
Aubiyin charged over again and threw a few more brutal punches!
Master Zhang barely managed to block the attack, and more and more blood flowed out of his mouth.
"Master Zhang, come down. Stop fighting!”
"Master Zhang, admit defeat!"
Gradually, everyone fell into despair.
Under such an absolute disadvantage, all the anger seemed to be very powerless.
Unnecessary persistence would lead to death!
"So, it was him."
Qin Mu suddenly narrowed his eyes and could not help but clench his fists tightly.
Such a tragic scene finally reminded him of the identity of the foreigner in front of him!
Aobiyin, a native of Swallowtail, had appeared in many films and television works.
He had used his martial arts training to provoke people all over the country, but he was eventually taken care of by Huo Yuanjia!
However, this was only the plot in the movie.
Qin Mu vaguely remembered a documentary he had watched before. It briefly described the real situation of this Aobiyin.
In fact, he was not a professional boxer at all. He was just a circus performer.
He had only practiced some simple fighting in his spare time. He was not an expert at all, and he was not as good as described in the movies.
Most importantly, he did not fight with Huo Yuanjia at all.
After hearing about Huo Yuanjia's power, he did not dare to accept the challenge and fled.
How could he be so arrogant when he was just a clown?
Qin Mu gave a cold humph, and with both feet on the ground, he easily jumped onto the arena.
He supported the heavily injured Master Zhang, but when Master Zhang saw that he was just a young boy, he shook his head at him and continued to fight.
He had no choice but to use some strength in his hands and whispered,"Master Zhang, you've been tired. Let me do it!”
Master Zhang still wanted to refuse, but Qin Mu pushed him with a clever force and sent him right in front of the other Zhang family members below the stage.
"Little brother, forget it!"
"Yeah, stop hitting him. You're still young. There's no need to lower yourself to the same level as this ghost!”
The audience tried to persuade him worriedly.
After all, no one was good at martial arts. What else could this young boy in front of him do other than die?
However, Qin Mu only smiled and said nothing. He turned to look at Ao Biyin.
Under his contemptuous gaze, he slowly raised his hand.
He made an international friendly gesture!
Provoke, this was pure provocation!
Such an arrogant appearance infuriated the already displeased Aubiyin!
"You're courting death! You're courting death!"
Aobiyin roared and rushed over angrily!
That sturdy body was like a ferocious beast!
"Sigh, this is bad, this is bad!"
The audience's faces were filled with grief as they slowly closed their eyes.
In their view, Qin Mu might not even be able to receive this move, let alone win.
A good young man would most likely be crippled!
However, after waiting for a while, the expected scream did not sound.
Could it be that he was killed by a single punch?
They immediately looked up and saw that Ao Biyin's fist was still in the air. Qin Mu had taken half a step forward and tapped Ao Biyin's chest with two fingers.
Aobian's face was filled with horror and disbelief as he slowly lowered his head to take a look.
For some reason, when these two seemingly ordinary fingers touched his body, it was as if he was electrocuted and could not move at all!
Moreover, from the point of contact, waves of energy surged into his body, shocking his internal organs!
After a few breaths, his body suddenly flew backward!
He crashed heavily onto the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood!
" What, what's going on?!"
"What just happened?"
"No, I don't know!"
The audience was stunned, staring blankly at Qin Mu on the stage.
Qin Mu couldn't help but secretly laugh.
That's right, this was the result he wanted!
What kind of advertisement could be more effective than this?
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