Chapter 418 The Old Man's Rescue
Gradually, the bad old man showed signs of decline.
Wang Zhu's attack was too fierce. Although the bad old man's martial arts are profound and complicated, the skills he mastered are not lethal, but Wang Zhu is completely different. There is no room for every move, and every move is full Do your best to make the bad old man overwhelmed.
If the winner is only judged by the moves, the bad old man's martial arts far surpassed Wang Zhu. It can be said with certainty that among the contestants participating in the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference this time, no one can surpass him in terms of the mixed use of martial arts. The main thing that makes the old man gradually lose the wind is the two people's head-to-head blocks from time to time. In this kind of wild block, Wang Chu's fighting style obviously has the upper hand, while the old man is a little tired. To deal with it, although he kept changing his boxing skills, he couldn't recover from the decline.
The bad old man didn't know yet, but in fact, Wang Chu didn't go all out.
Wang Zhu knew very well that this was not a different space, and the bad old man was not a werewolf. When attacking, Wang Zhu still kept a line, otherwise, the bad old man would have been blood spattered for five steps.
Although the bad old man is skilled and has reached the point of proficiency in the use of moves, he still lacks the combat experience on the front line of life and death.
At this time, Wang Zhu was using the bad old man as a training partner.
The bad old man's fighting method is to simplify and simplify, paying attention to the use of exquisite skills and routines; while Wang Zhu's fighting method is to pursue simplifying, returning to the basics, and releasing the primitive wildness of human beings.
No one is more suitable as a sparring partner than the bad old man. His profound fighting skills have opened Wang Zhu's eyes. Compared with the bad old man, the moves taught by Qian Bo and Su Xue are simply kindergarten stuff...
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Of course, it was not easy for Wang Cun. The strength of the old man made him feel terrified. Every time the two of them collided with each other, it was as if Wang Cun was hit by a heavy truck.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, it would be hard to believe that a skinny old man would have such a powerful force. Wang Zhu believed that if an ordinary expert came up, he would beat him to the ground with just a few simple moves just by relying on this power.
No wonder so many police officers were thrown out by him like sandbags yesterday!
Wang Zhu was amazed while fighting.
The folks really are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If it weren't for this Taiyang Mountain Martial Arts Conference, even if Wang Zhu was killed, he wouldn't believe that the folks would have such masters.
In fact, this Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference,
Indeed, a large number of folk martial arts masters have been excavated, including Master Gao Laiquan.
Faced with the endless emergence of folk masters, the city government of C is happy to see it, because this will greatly increase the appeal of the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, and will also attract the attention of many martial arts enthusiasts.
In peaceful times, what the masters of folk martial arts lack is a stage to perform. Once a stage is provided for them, some masters will spring up like mushrooms after rain.
The Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference was able to be successfully held and received such enthusiastic response, which has a lot to do with the support of the government. If there is no government support, relying on Wu Xiong's organizational ability alone, at most, a group of people from the martial arts circle will close their doors and entertain themselves Enjoy yourself.
Under the organization of the government, the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference not only got a lot of sponsorship, but also the amount of bonuses and coverage is very large. As long as you go to the ring, you will get a sum of money. If you can advance, the bonuses will also increase. .
As the saying goes, under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
In addition to the generous bonuses, the high insurance provided by the sponsors also allows the participants to have no worries. After all, accidents are almost inevitable in this kind of martial arts competition without any restrictions. With a master like Anthony participating, even death , is not surprising.
It is precisely under this double stimulus that the enthusiasm of folk martial arts figures is soaring. Of course, no one would have thought that this martial arts competition would actually attract the participation of a master with a problematic mind like the bad old man.
In modern society, a master like the bad old man can already be called a genius, but unfortunately, he is a fool, otherwise, he is definitely a figure who is competing for bribes from some sects.
Because the bad old man is an obvious fool, some real masters don't want to show off in the ring, but Wang Zhu, who wants to show off, is allowed to carry this bad luck.
However, at this moment, Wang Chu didn't feel unlucky. He was fed up with those discriminating and contemptuous eyes, so he decided to take this bad old man for granted. At least, no one would suspect him of punching fake punches.
Wang Zhu didn't rush for quick success, but fought steadily, and through wild fighting methods, he pushed the bad old man to the edge of the ring bit by bit.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
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Because of Wang Zhu's pressing step by step, the bad old man's attacks became more and more tenacious, and the physical contact between the two became more and more frequent, and there were intensive collision sounds from time to time, which made people feel chills inexplicably.
Even a layman can feel the power contained in that muffled sound.
At this time, every audience in the huge gymnasium had a different view of Wang Chu, and it can be said that they looked at him with admiration.
Yesterday, people saw that the old man was invincible in the ring by himself. He went up to a few masters and was knocked off the ring in an instant. Seven strong and strong policemen couldn't even get close to him. The old man was forced to retreat step by step, showing signs of weakness, and it was already clear at a glance whether Wang Stupid was serious or not.
Slowly, the originally quiet gymnasium began to cheer, and some people cheered and applauded Wang Zhu.
Compared with the previous competitions, the audience prefers Wang Chu's wild fighting style full of violence. Wang Chu's battle makes people feel like they have returned to the ancient battlefield, which makes people excited.
Some contestants showed shame on their faces. You know, many of them looked down on Wang Chu yesterday, but today, they realized how far they are from Wang Chu...
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"call!"
Wang Zhu punched the old man's chest with a wild punch. The old man was caught off guard. He was forced to the corner of the ring and couldn't dodge. He had to open his palm and grab the fist, trying to dispel Wang Zhu's strength.
The fist blew a gust of wind and hit the bad old man's palm. From the perspective of martial arts, it is very reasonable to use the palm to dissipate the power of the fist, because the surface of the palm can minimize the attack power of the fist, and The elbow can cushion the impact of the fist.
However, the pillars of the ring are already behind the bad old man, and he has lost the cushioning space. When Wang Zhu's punch landed on the palm of his hand, the fierce impact along his arm hit his chest heavily. .
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound like being hit on leather, the bad old man was very skilled, he put his palm on Wang Zhu's fist, and with a fierce support, his body was thrown out of the air by the attack of his fist.
"Peng!"
The bad old man fell heavily outside the ring, the moment he turned over and stood up, Wang Zhu had already flew down from the ring, punched and kicked, the bad old man fell from the ring, his head was still in a coma In the drowsiness, the combat power plummeted, and he was kicked until he screamed again and again. Then, Wang Zhu rode on the bad old man, and a "cross lock" locked him firmly.
"Are you convinced?!" Wang Zhu said viciously.
"Don't accept it!" The bad old man is a dead duck, his mouth is still stiff, and he is still struggling desperately, swinging his fists upwards, and constantly pushing Wang Zhu's chest, but these actions will have no effect, neither constitute a threat nor change The situation of being ridden on the contrary made him show his flaws.
"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" Wang Zhu was also furious, and kept beating the old man's head. In just a few breaths, the old man was beaten bloody, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
At this time, Wang Chu, who is using the jujitsu cross-lock, can either hit the opponent's head downwards or grab the opponent's arm to perform the cross-lock. When hitting the head downward, the bad old man below can only defend against it, and has no power to fight back, because normally, the length of the arm of the bad old man below can hardly touch the opponent's head, so there is no threat to fight back. And Wang Chu on top can easily hit the opponent's head, so when hitting, Wang Chu on top will form an absolute advantage.
Under this absolute advantage, the battle between the two has turned into a bad old man being abused.
What made Wang Zhu vomit blood was that the old man was a psychopath. He was not afraid of pain or beating at all. Although his head was covered with bruises, his mouth still roared hysterically, like a trapped animal.
"Uncle, please, don't hit my father." Just as Wang Zhu's evil fire rose, suddenly, a pitiful voice sounded beside him.
"Ah..." Wang Zhu turned his head to look, and saw a little girl about six years old holding a dirty beam of joy, looking at him with tears in her eyes.
"Is he your father?" Wang Chu was a little stunned, because the old man looked seventy years old, and the little girl was only about six years old, it didn't make sense!
"Yes, uncle, can you let go of my father? I'll give you the joy." The little girl handed the joy to Wang Zhu with a reluctant expression on her face.
"But, after I let go, he will hit me!" Wang Zhu felt his head was getting bigger. At this time, he saw that behind the little girl were two panicked old people, and behind the old man was A group of policemen, apparently, were the policemen who called the bad old man's family.
"Dad, promise me that you won't hurt uncle, okay?" The little girl squatted next to the old man's head and said softly.
"Baby, I promise not to hurt uncle." The hostility in the eyes of the fierce old man who refused to admit defeat disappeared, replaced by an indescribable tenderness.
"Uncle, my father agreed." The little girl looked at Wang Zhu happily.
"All right."
Wang Zhu slowly let go of the old man's hand. What reassured Wang Zhu was that the old man didn't struggle to resist anymore, but looked at the little girl tenderly.
"Uncle, here you are." The little girl handed the beam to Wang Chu.
"...Thank you." Wang Zhu hesitated for a moment, then took the dirty smile from the little girl's hand.
"Dad, let's go home."
The little girl reluctantly took a look at the joy in Wang Zhu's hand, and then took the old man's hand. The old man seemed to be exhausted and weak, and finally struggled to stand up. With the support of an old man and surrounded by a group of policemen, he left the gymnasium...
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