Chapter 1657 Only Kill the Enemy, Not Perform!

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"Don't worry, I'll only take off your arm for a while."

After saying this, Jiang Siming almost couldn't help laughing.

He didn't talk nonsense with him, he turned his head and returned to the ring seat to wait for the start.

As soon as Jiang Siming sat down, a shadowy figure came behind him.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Siming turned to look at her strangely.

Why did Huo Wu come here? Could it be that he was also here to challenge himself?

No, these girls can't be so stupid, can they? Hard to say though...

"I'm not here to challenge you, I'm here to tell you that the person on the other side, Shi Guoyou, a murderer fifteen years ago, has internal kung fu, was a Huang-level master of the hermitage back then, and may be stronger now. "

"How dare the murderer come here?" Jiang Siming asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, he must have escaped for too many years. He thought he was safe." Huo Wu replied.

"And then, are you worried that I can't beat him?" Jiang Siming asked.

Huo Wu couldn't help but let out a puff and said, "I've never been worried about this, I'm here to ask you to beat him so he can't move when you start, so that the police can catch him with less danger. ."

"Oh, that's easy to do, just abolish his dantian."

Jiang Siming nodded happily, but Huo Wu couldn't help feeling a chill behind her back.

This guy says the simplest things, but does the hardest things.

The internal strength martial artist was abolished from his dantian, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Huo Wu nodded, it was a murderer anyway, it didn't matter if he was killed.

"You haven't told me yet, why did you come here? I remember Sheng Xue said that you and Bingcuubian are both going to be transferred to the headquarters?"

Jiang Siming remembered that Sheng Xue did say this, why did she appear in the magic capital again.

"It's not thanks to you." Huo Wu said angrily.

"Thanks to me? What's the matter with me?" Jiang Siming was at a loss.

"That's it..." Huo Wu was about to speak, but a strange color flashed across her face, and she quickly smoothed out: "It's nothing, I can't tell you anyway, hurry up and hit your arena, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Huo Wu ran away, hurriedly running away, as if he was being chased.

Jiang Siming was inexplicable, but at this time the referee said it was time to start, so he didn't think much about it for a while, and returned to the center of the ring.

The referee announces the start.

"Boy, the uncle will let you know what the frog at the bottom of the well is. No matter how well you practice your external skills, it is not as good as one ten thousandth of your internal skills. If it hits you, the uncle just started a sect and recruited disciples and became a generation of monks, hahaha. "

After he finished speaking, the mustache laughed and attacked Jiang Siming. The shot was very ruthless, and he went straight to Jiang Siming's gate of life!

Jiang Siming didn't move, looking at him like a fool.

This is the purpose of this guy's challenge.

The mustache thought that Jiang Siming was too frightened to move, but he sneered in his heart, and the fist style became even more violent.

He wants to destroy Jiang Siming in one move, and then become famous in one fell swoop!

At that time, everyone in the world will know that he can kill Jiang Siming in one move, and there will be more people who want to learn kung fu from him.

one move!

It's really a waste of time.

But it seems... he was abolished by Jiang Siming's move.

Jiang Siming just took a kick just like the previous horse master.

Kick the mustache out.

But the position he played was different from before. He played the opponent's dantian position, and he still used a kick that contained infuriating energy.

The moment the moustache was kicked, it felt like his dantian was shattered like a broken building block.

The severe pain made it too late for him to experience it, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

The emergency doctor thought it was the same as the previous person, and calmly took him away for treatment.

The audience booed.

I thought I was a master, but I didn't expect to be a jerk again.

If the mustache knows what the audience thinks, he must be autistic, I'm really not a jerk! I have real skills!

But he never had the chance to say it in his life. As soon as he was taken away by the doctor, a group of police quietly sent him away.

The martial arts conference is still going on, and the group of bastards who were still unwilling just now have no more ideas.

One by one, they came to the arena honestly, admitted to the camera the fact that they had lied to people all these years, and said that they would never engage in martial arts again for the rest of their lives.

It's impossible not to surrender. Seeing the tragic state of those people, they really didn't have the courage to take Jiang Siming's foot.

Life is definitely more important than money.

After making the promise, these people bowed their heads, didn't even dare to ask for their faces, and walked away like a street rat.

The audience didn't care about their departure, and wanted to continue watching the confrontation between Jiang Siming and the master.

After another hour, all the challengers had finished their challenge one by one.

As a result, Jiang Siming won and lost.

In nearly a hundred battles, Jiang Siming never lost, and there was almost no pause.

There was only less than half an hour of rest in the middle.

When this result came out, audiences all over the world felt incredible.

Then there is the infinite worship of national arts!

It turns out that Huaxia Kung Fu is really so powerful!

The ring match is over

, the reporters have been unable to bear the rush to the stage to interview.

Jiang Siming had to let them come one by one.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, is Chinese martial arts really that powerful?"

"Do you need to make me fight again? Facts speak louder than words." Jiang Siming shrugged.

"Excuse me, Jiang Siming, is it a bit too cruel for you to attack every challenger and seriously injure them?" asked a stinging reporter.

Jiang Siming looked at it, smiled slightly, and replied: "First of all, we have signed an agreement. Injuries are inevitable during the fight. If I don't use all my strength to knock down the enemy, I will always be exhausted by the enemy. Then it's me who will be defeated."

Everyone nodded straight after listening. With so many challengers, if Jiang Siming didn't use all his strength to knock down the opponent, he would keep the opponent entangled in resistance, which would consume more stamina.

Before Jiang Siming finished speaking, he continued to spit out word by word: "Also, Chinese martial arts, only kill the enemy, not perform!"

Everyone's scalp was numb.

"Then ask Jiang Shen, who do you think is more powerful than Bruce Lee?" another reporter asked.

"It must be me, but he is the first person in external skills. I learned internal skills, so I can't compare. In the field of external skills, he is a well-deserved god of martial arts."

Jiang Siming's words were astonishing, and all the reporters' ears perked up.

Internal strength?

"You said you learned internal skills? Do you really have internal skills? I don't believe it. Isn't that what your Chinese martial arts movies are doing?" said a foreigner reporter.

"We have five thousand years of history in China, and there are things that you can't understand and imagine. If you don't believe it, I don't need you to believe it."

The reporter Jiang Siming said is speechless. He doesn't need you to believe it. If you believe it or not, he won't give you a show to explain it to you. It's just so domineering!

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