Chapter 1655 Heavyweight Boxing Champion?

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This kick shattered all the fantasies of the audience who still had expectations for Yunlong.

The monk Yunlong, who cast the golden bell hood, flew straight out just like Master Ma, knocked off the side rope, and rolled down.

In fact, the monk Yunlong only stayed in the Shaolin Temple for one year, so he was not an official Shaolin disciple at all.

After that, he went to apprentices everywhere, and each teacher learned a few tricks and learned them from other places.

This way of learning martial arts by swallowing dates has eventually evolved into the current four dissimilarities, boxing is not like boxing, and Chinese martial arts are not like Chinese martial arts.

Very ambitious, high-minded and low-handed, academically inept.

This is Jiang Siming's evaluation of him seeing blood for a while.

After defeating another one, Jiang Siming still did not choose to rest and continued to fight.

"The fourth, American heavyweight champion Wilder."

As soon as this challenge came out, the whole audience was shocked!

Wilder!

The strongest boxing champion in active duty! A member of the Boxing Association Hall of Fame, he is also the person closest to Tyson in strength.

Unbeaten record in 42 battles, including 40 KO opponents.

This result is enough to win the boxing world.

In front of Wilder, a boxer of Yunlong's level is probably not even an opponent.

As soon as the referee finished speaking, a huge figure stepped onto the stage.

With a height of nearly two meters, coupled with the exploding muscles all over his body, just walking over makes people feel like a mountain of pressure.

The audience couldn't help swallowing. If this kind of person punched them, it is estimated that they would never wake up in this life.

But such a person is about to challenge Jiang Siming.

All Chinese audiences are worried about it.

"Fuck, this guy... Nima's arms are thicker than Jiang Siming's thighs."

"It's a bit unfair, isn't it? You're going to challenge such a heavyweight?"

"This Yankee is determined to be famous."

"I don't even dare to watch it. If this is punched, Jiang Siming's face will have to lie down..."

....

Wilder stepped onto the stage and looked at Jiang Siming playfully.

In his eyes, Jiang Siming is just a monkey, a skinny monkey.

This kind of opponent, he can squeeze him into a ball with his fingers.

Wilder walked across to Jiang Siming and took off his shirt, his solid muscles bulging so high that no one doubted whether this fist could kill someone.

"In a minute, I'll make you lie on the ground." Wilder smiled arrogantly, full of gunpowder.

Jiang Siming looked at him and replied quietly: "When the doctor rescues you, I hope you will keep your mouth closed. Don't let the doctor faint if you breathe too much."

Hahaha...

Everyone was happy.

Wilder's face sank, his eyes fixed on Jiang Siming, determined to make Jiang Siming suffer.

"Game start!"

After the referee ordered, Wilder's heavy punch was already thrown.

The female audience under the stage couldn't help screaming in fright.

When Jiang Siming saw the opponent throwing a punch, he was not afraid at all, and raised his fist to fight back!

Two fists collide in mid-air!

There is a clear audible bone pounding sound.

Wilder used a heavy punch in boxing, and Jiang Siming used a straight punch.

The moment the two fists touch.

Wilder's expression changed on the spot, and the severe pain from his fist caught him off guard.

But he still gritted his teeth and insisted on attacking Jiang Siming again.

Then Jiang Siming used a set of martial arts martial arts. Within half a minute, Wilder was lying on the ring like a dead dog, unable to get up.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Jiang Siming was sweating and panting heavily.

Of course he played it, he couldn't challenge four opponents in a row like nothing.

It is estimated that everyone has to suspect that it is a fake match.

No way, in order to be more realistic, Jiang Siming could only make himself more like a normal person.

Alas, in order to convince everyone, he also once again showed his talent as an actor.

Rao is so, and it is enough to shock everyone.

Jiang Siming actually beat Wilder to the ground.

The cameras around the ring were aimed at Wilder on the ground, trying to determine whether he was deliberately stunned to fight a match-fix.

But looking at the large and small bruises on his body, he had two teeth knocked out, his head was so swollen, and his left arm was hanging down and swinging, and it looked like it was dislocated.

This can't be a match-fix, Wilder's size, to dislocate his arm, can't be done without real ability.

The emergency doctor immediately came to the stage to rescue Wilder.

"He's suffocating! Quick! Get on a ventilator!"

The doctor shouted that he couldn't carry Wilder away first. He could only lift up the temporary oxygen cylinder and give Wilder first aid on the stage.

Now no one doubts the authenticity of this martial arts conference.

No one doubted Jiang Siming's strength. In his feelings, Jiang Siming was really a master of martial arts, and even Wilder couldn't hold on to Jiang Siming for half a minute.

For a time, the Chinese audience was very excited. Is this a Chinese art? Too bullshit!

If Jiang Siming went to boxing, wouldn't he immediately be the world champion?

Foreign audiences all had constipated expressions on their faces, Wilder was defeated... Can anyone beat him?

Is this the real Huaxia Gong?

husband?

The arena was temporarily occupied, so Jiang Siming couldn't start the next match immediately.

Just in order to devote a little more to the performance, Jiang Siming said that he would take a break.

Then he sat in the corner of the ring and drank water to regain his strength.

At this time, Ali Ma always ran to the ring at some point, and began to pinched Jiang Siming's shoulder diligently.

"Mr. Jiang, you are really my idol, hahaha, I came here to see it today. It's okay. I'll be your little brother today. I learned this massage technique from an old master."

President Ma turned into a little fanboy, and massaged Jiang Siming's shoulders from behind.

Mr. Ma also likes Chinese Kung Fu very much. It can be seen from the "Gong Shou Dao" that he specially paid to shoot, Mr. Ma is also a kung fu fan.

It's just that I don't have talent, I have no hope for myself, I can only see others having fun.

Jiang Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he could only let President Ma go.

"Mr. Jiang, are you holding this martial arts conference today to promote your third proposal at the Kyoto conference?"

Jiang Siming nodded and admitted that there was nothing to hide.

"Haha, I think it's ok, come on for a while and strive for a complete victory."

"This is not nonsense, how can I lose." Jiang Siming rolled his eyes.

The two did not chat for long, Wilder was carried down for treatment, and the arena was reopened.

Jiang Siming stood up again, returned to the center of the ring, and continued to let the referee draw lots.

In the next hour or so, Jiang Siming was challenged by more than 40 challengers.

Among them are various martial arts masters, Sanda, Muay Thai, Taekwondo, Judo, etc. There are also some people who want to be famous like Master Ma.

Without exception, these people were all beaten down by Jiang Siming.

When encountering masters, Jiang Siming used normal martial arts to confront them and show the charm of martial arts.

When encountering Internet celebrities, Jiang Siming is welcome, all with one kick.

The audience later also understood that anyone kicked away by Jiang Siming was a fake master.

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