Hong Kong Comprehensive: Captured by Brother Kun to make a film

Chapter 131 Must be upset

The moment the crow approached with a few steps, Du Sheng had already seen through the door a little bit.

"The posture is like a tiger's pounce, and the black tiger boxing is practiced. It is probably a variant of pictographic boxing that advocates the combination of spirit and form!"

There are many kinds of black tiger boxing, I don't know who created it, but those who learn boxing from a master basically worship the god of "Zhangjia Black Tiger Patriarch".

This kind of boxing is mainly spread in Zhejiang, Sichuan, and Gansu areas, but the styles are basically similar.

However, traditional Chinese martial arts are mostly created by observing nature and imitating various vigorous and flexible animals.

Black Tiger Fist is no exception.

And its biggest feature is that when fighting, its body is very flexible, and its strength is as fierce as a tiger.

In fact, Crow's legwork and footwork are also quite good, but he was able to achieve today's achievements because his father forced him to practice on rugged paths, floating wooden rafts, and lying cows. There is no doubt that he has a solid foundation.

Du Sheng withdrew his gaze, and the two stood opposite each other with indifferent expressions.

"Being able to defeat He Yong is indeed unexpected."

The crow folded his arms, exuding a powerful deterrent all over his body, and squinted at Du Sheng:

"However, you haven't practiced Bajiquan well enough, you don't even have Mingjin, and your potential is exhausted."

"Next, you'd better let me play to my heart's content, or the family will be rich in no time!"

He also saw Du Sheng's way of speaking, and his words were somewhat conceited and domineering.

Moreover, he seems to want to prove that he is a filial son, and this time he wants to make a name for the Black Tiger Fist passed down by the dead ghost's father!

In other words, the most famous thing about Black Tiger Boxing is its quickness, ruthlessness and precision.

Among them, the black tiger comes out of the hole, the black tiger digs out the heart, the fierce tiger returns to the mountain, the subdued tiger fights, and the hungry tiger rushes to eat, etc. are outstanding moves.

In the same way, Bajiquan also pursues fierceness and hard hitting, all of which are short fight routines.

However, in the arena, the reputation of Black Tiger Fist is less than one-fifth of that of Baji Fist.

This made the crow very upset.

The reason why he insisted on fighting black boxing back then was probably because he didn't have the idea of ​​giving black tiger boxing Yang Wei.

It's a pity that after he spent a long time in the big dye tank of the rivers and lakes, his filial piety gradually deteriorated, his personality became more perverse and rebellious, he became bloodthirsty and crazy, and took pleasure in killing.

Especially after becoming the talker of Dongxing, don't do too many evil things such as blowing out the opponent's eyeballs, crushing the opponent's bones, smashing the shade, and trampling the throat bone.

"Whether it's your flower blooming and wealth, or my family's wealth, you have to fight to find out."

Du Sheng spoke indifferently, grasping the dungeon with his ten toes, squatting slightly with his knees, and his joints made crisp sounds.

He knew that there was no reason to talk to a crow like a lunatic, and the other party acted recklessly, even if the host hadn't called to start, he had to beware of the other party's surprise attack.

The atmosphere in the arena became tense for a while.

At this time, Gu Guzi, who had just been awakened by the emergency rescue, was still vomiting blood, and the doctor was planning to transfer him to the hospital.

"and many more!"

Gu Gu Zai sat up from the stretcher with difficulty, and suddenly became weak and stopped the medical staff.

"Sir, you are seriously poisoned and must—"

Gu Guzi kept his eyes on the ring, he interrupted the doctor's words weakly, and said uncompromisingly:
"After watching the game."

He wanted to stay and see how Du Sheng died, otherwise he would never be reconciled!

The doctor hesitated for a moment, and could hear the other party's firm tone, so he could only report to the person in charge of the Boxing Association.

"start!"

When the host gave the order, the gamblers in the stands roared excitedly.

Among the two fighters on the stage, although the crows have even fought life-and-death fights and won three fights in a row, Du Sheng's record just now is also very impressive, and even makes people's blood boil.

Therefore, from time to time in the stands, gamblers shouted at Du Sheng on the boxing ring:
"Dongguan Boy, I bet you [-] to win!"

"Dongguan boy! You must be upset, or I will be richer than you!"

Of course, those who call Dongguan Tsai are in the minority after all.

Most of the customers still like to chase hot spots. After all, the crow's name is not only notorious, but it is also at the level of a baby's cry.

The moment the gong sounded, the crow moved first.

Regarding Du Sheng's victory over He Yong, although he was much more cautious, he still didn't regard him as the main opponent.

If he can't even win against this kind of person who hasn't cultivated his strength, then he has really learned martial arts from dogs in the past 20 years.

The crow stepped out like a lightning step, his shoulders sank to the bridge, and his long arms pierced through, like a sharp spear piercing Du Sheng's throat!
He was wearing a flared shirt and trousers, and his sleeves fluttered, making a series of wind noises, like waves hitting the shore.

This hungry tiger pounces on food, obviously practicing the essence.

"The speed and explosive power are far superior to He Yong, and even less than that of Da Fei, who is at the pinnacle of explosive life!"

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

Du Sheng took a steady lunge, put his elbows on his palms, and put on an octagonal airs, his face a little dignified.

The crow's blow was continuous, like a rushing river and a strong wind hit his face, almost interrupting his breathing.

In such a situation, it is clear that he has developed Ming Jin, which has reached the point where the internal boxing is continuous.

Neijiaquan has three levels of strength, bright strength, dark strength, and transformation strength.

The characteristic of Ming Jin is this crisp sound, which can be regarded as a master of martial arts in ancient times.

This alone is much superior to Du Sheng, no wonder the other party is so confident.

'However, the crow has an unruly personality, the edges and corners have not been smoothed, and Ming Jin has not yet reached the level of following one's inclinations, which is obviously a beginner's level. '

When the bright energy is bursting, the hands must be steady, the steps must be quick, and the hair of the whole body must be closed except the palms, so that the strength can be penetrated and the cows can be beaten across the mountain.

And to achieve this level, you need a good state of mind and a strong will, and the crow is still a bit short.

So even if he knew that the opponent had practiced Ming Jin, Du Sheng was not afraid. He instinctively shook his hips and closed his waist to exert strength, bowed his body and stepped forward, twisted his shoulder joints, and greeted him with a Bending Mountain Palm.

This step took a lot of stomping strength, and the pedal was so hard that the entire floor of the arena shook.

boom!
Fist and palms meet!

Even though Du Sheng had the blessing of iron arm skills, he still felt like he was hit on an iron stone.

The crow on the opposite side also showed surprise, pulled back, clenched the bones of his fingers, seemed a little uncomfortable, but immediately bulged his whole body, and with one move, the black tiger came out of the hole and rushed up again.

blah blah blah!

Du Sheng's left arm was like a wall, and he blocked it horizontally. He immediately put his elbow on the crow's forearm, and instantly swung away the fierce punch.

The two men clashed with each other's arms, making a loud fist-to-flesh fight.

Crow is now 29 years old. He has been practicing boxing since he was ten years old. He has been practicing boxing for 19 years. Although he has just entered the realm of Ming Jin because of his rebelliousness, every punch and kick has hundreds of Jin Dali.

Although Du Sheng has never practiced Ming Jin, but with copper skin, iron arms, and iron legs on his body, and the blessing of two other purple skills, his offense and defense are not inferior to the opponent.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, their fists and feet possessed hundreds of catties of strength, they collided with each other, screaming and rattling, and for a while they were evenly matched.

The audience in the audience watched mesmerized, obviously shocked by the scene on the stage.

It turns out that a person with real kung fu can have such shocking and powerful fists and feet.

Some viewers who bought Hong Xing's upset couldn't help clenching their fists, their feet trembling with excitement.

Because they see a glimmer of hope.

As for Gu Gu Zai, who insisted on watching the game, he couldn't believe it at the moment, and his body trembled a little.

Seeing that he was coughing up blood streaks, the doctor hesitated for a while and did not persuade him any more.

On the ring, the crow circled to the left, looking like a crouching tiger, bent his elbows and knocked, and smashed Du Sheng's head with a fierce lunge and fist.

"drink!"

Du Sheng didn't dodge, gave a soft drink, bowed his waist and straightened his horse, retracted his lower abdomen, his footwork was like a plow plowing the ground, he slammed his shoulders and arms with all his strength, and collided with the crow's fist with.

He is a hard-hitting backer, seemingly using the shoulders as the point of force, but in fact it combines the twisting force of the waist and hips, creating a majestic momentum.

Bang!
The fists and arms intersected, the skin of Du Sheng's fists was bulging, the pores were like iron bumps, and his body was as motionless as a mountain.

On the other hand, the crow frowned, and immediately retreated, rubbing his waist.

"My black tiger boxing is both internal and external, with a combination of hardness and softness. It contains the vigor of the tiger's attack, and the collapse fist is as sharp as a spear, and can blow a sandbag with one punch!
And this guy is obviously practicing Bajiquan, why is his arm so hard? "

When the crow touched it, his arm ached, and he didn't dare to underestimate it any more. He cursed inwardly, and his body bounced back like a tiger's blow.

He suspected that in addition to practicing Bajiquan on the bright side, the other party also practiced horizontal kung fu such as golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt, otherwise how could it be so hard!
After another moment of head-on confrontation, the crow became more and more gloomy.

"Bajiquan pays attention to hard hitting and hard advancing, grabbing the center line, and horizontal kung fu consumes a lot of energy. It's better to consume him first and then hit him with a thunderous blow."

Although Crow doesn't want to admit it, he also understands that the other party is definitely a hidden ruthless character, and there is a possibility of overturning if he is not careful.

He put away the last trace of contempt, used the combination of hardness and softness and flexible footwork to guerrilla, and then tried to make progress.

The two fought like this for more than two minutes, but they were still evenly matched.

Gradually, many people looked sideways at Du Sheng.

"Haha, it's time to make a comeback!"

"Hong Xing has another great man, it's amazing!"

"Is the crow releasing water, otherwise why is it so inferior?!"

"Fuck him, you won't make fake punches again?"

Although the time of the final battle was extended to 5 minutes, some spectators who were worried about the tie had already shouted anxiously, telling the crows to stop playing.

But the crow was also upset, and wanted to jump off the stage to break the necks of those noisy spectators, and said sharply:

"Idiot! What dog eye do you see that labor and capital are playing?"

This is a battle with a high reputation, and there is no room for mistakes or leaks. Do you really think you don't want to win?

However, he played very aggrieved in this battle.

From killing the opponent within 1 minute at the beginning, to guerrilla dragging the opponent to death, and now they are still evenly matched
Du Sheng is not like a layman who has not stepped into Mingjin, his hands and feet are as hard as bones!
How could outsiders know how much he was suffering?
'I don't believe you can hold on for so long! '

However, Du Sheng is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. No matter how the crow attacks, the opponent's offensive and defensive integration is better than an iron wall.

The most frightening thing was that his stamina continued to flow, and it seemed that he hadn't been consumed much. On the contrary, his physical strength was beginning to fail.

At this moment, not only the spectators who bought the hot spots were anxious, but even the people who captured the dragon and tiger and other East Stars were in a sinking mood.

They never expected that Hong Xing, a red stick who had just emerged, would have such a high standard.

In the face of such a high-intensity wheel battle, they are still able to handle it with ease!
Those who didn't know thought that Du Sheng was a double bonus red stick.

Otherwise, how could such a weird thing be explained.

Even Bucky and the others in the private room were amazed to see it, and exclaimed to Liang Kun:
"Akun, is this subordinate of yours really daft!"

The dinosaur also sighed incomparably, nodded and said:

"Dong Guanzi is really fierce, even the crow resisted, it seems that he has a chance to come back!"

His tone was both envious and somewhat annoyed.

What I envy is why I don't have such subordinates.

To my annoyance, I'm so stupid that I didn't even buy Dongguan Zai Win once!

Really not once!
(End of this chapter)