Chapter 88: Boxing Rites

  With the sound of "Ding" ringing, the final match began. This match will produce this year's annual overall champion, and the next one will be a match between this year's Wulin Legendary Champion and last year's overall champion. The winner will receive the title of "Wulin Alliance Master" and win a prize of one million yuan sponsored by the "All-Round Driver" column group.

  Butcher Zhang San stood still on the spot, while Jia Tuo Ni, who was a head shorter than him, crossed his arms and looked at Zhang San.

  "Begin!" The judge made a sharp gesture with his hand.

  Jia Tuoni pounced on civilian hero Zhang San like a hungry wolf.

  Butcher Zhang San almost only uses his fists, and goes straight to the point. His punches are powerful, and his body is extremely resistant to impact. However, his opponent Jia Tuo Ni is more comprehensive, with fists, feet, elbows, and knees, almost every joint being a weapon of attack. It seems that he has deeply grasped the essence of Thai boxing.

  With a loud "bang" of intense collision, the two people collided together, followed by a burst of crackling sounds, and then the two figures separated again.

  Butcher Zhang San "thudded" and sat on the ground, waving his hand at the referee, speaking in Shaanxi dialect: "No way, I'm not his opponent, I won't fight anymore."

  Jia Tuoni smiled, then waved his arms to the audience in the arena, but there was not a single cheer from the crowd. No one wanted to see this ending. Who would have thought that Zhang San, the civilian hero who had been killing his way through the rounds, would admit defeat within five seconds!

  The referee reluctantly announced the result of the game.

  Butcher Zhang San stood up, his face still bruised, and walked to Jia Tuo's side, saying: "If you use a stick, you're definitely not my match."

  Jia Tuo'ni was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "However, the use of sticks is not allowed on this stage."

  Butcher Zhang San laughed and said: "So, I'd better go home and slaughter pigs."

  Zhang San's meaning is very clear. Although you can beat me on the stage, in reality, if we were to fight on the streets, you definitely wouldn't be my opponent.

  At this time, Pan Chenfeng stepped over the rope and came to the middle of the ring. First, he faced Jia Tuonan and said hello, then said: "Friends, now, the participants in this year's Wulin Legendary 'Wulin Alliance Master' Challenge have been finally determined, and that is... Jia Tuonan! If the challenge is successful, he will win the throne of the Wulin Alliance Master and receive a prize of one million!"

  Sparse applause rose from under the stage.

  Jia Tuo Ni took the microphone, looked around and said proudly: "I know why you all don't like me. It's because I use Muay Thai. Yes, I practice Muay Thai, because our country's martial arts should have been eliminated in the arena a long time ago."

  Flashy moves, inexplicable breathing techniques, and the promotion of moral kung fu - all these should have been eliminated by the river of history.

  I am a Chinese national, and I want to revitalize the martial arts industry of our China. That's why I'm standing on this stage. I, Jia Tuo Ni, just want to tell everyone through practical actions that our country's martial arts should be eliminated, and we want to revitalize our country's martial arts industry, but we have to absorb experience from various foreign boxing styles, extract the essence, and then form our own system.

  At this moment, I, Jia Tuo, stand here with a heavy heart. My victory has proven the decline and outdatedness of our Huaxia martial arts. However, we must face reality. Since Huaxia martial arts have become outdated, we should abandon them and absorb good things from abroad...

  The audience below the stage first heard a sigh, followed by warm applause. It is undeniable that Jia Tuo-ni was indeed a passionate man, and his actions were indeed admirable.

  Gao Yuan wiped the corner of his eye, and suddenly patted Song Jian's shoulder, saying: "Little soft egg, you should also learn from them in the future. Look at Zhang San, how powerful he is! And this Jia Tuo Ni, what he said was really good. I used to dislike him, but now I feel that he is also a hot-blooded man."

  Song Jian was slapped by Gao Yuan, this woman's strength is really quite big, but as for what Jia Tuo Ni said, Song Jian naturally disagreed in his heart. The martial arts of Huaxia country emphasize one hit must kill, the power may not be very sufficient, but the angle is very tricky, such as the commonly used chokehold, separating tendons and bones, digging eyes, kicking groin, and hitting dead spots, etc., all are the essence of Huaxia's martial arts.

  If Jia Tuo Ni can take off this boxing glove and use his five fingers today, he may not necessarily be the opponent of Zeng Yilong.

  At this time, the host Pan Chenfeng had grabbed the microphone and said: "Actually, our Wulin Legend's purpose is also the same as Jia Tuo Ni's, which is to revive our Huaxia country's martial arts career. Okay, now, please welcome today's defender, who has won our Wulin Legend arena for three consecutive years, 'Mad Bull' Wang Hansheng!

  As soon as the host's voice fell, ten security guards immediately rushed out of the venue and ran towards the entrance of the hall.

  The audience in the field shouted excitedly.

  Song Jian looked towards the entrance of the contestants with a puzzled expression, and asked Gao Yuan: "Why are security guards still being deployed? Is this Wang Hansheng still a famous figure? Is someone going to assassinate him?"

  Gao Yuan excitedly waved his arms, and the beautiful legs in thin tights swayed back and forth in front of Song Jian. He looked at Song Jian with disdain and said: "You're really ignorant. This Wang Hansheng is nicknamed 'Mad Bull'. He used to be a player in the underground black boxing arena, but was banned from competition because he took stimulants. Wang Hansheng has always idolized Tyson, and his behavior is extremely ugly. These security guards are not here to protect him, on the contrary, they are here to protect others from getting hurt."

  Song Jian was speechless after hearing this, how could someone like that participate in the competition and receive cheers from so many people?

  Gao Yuan patted Song Jian's shoulder again and said, "From now on, watch more of this kind of passionate program, you won't be a softie anymore."

  At this time, Pan Chenfeng on the stage continued: "Wang Hansheng, a legendary figure in the Wulin Arena, the winner of the Three Realms Wulin Alliance, created countless legends. And his left hand is also known as 'Destruction Hand', it is said that this hand is Iron Sand Palm, can break bricks and nails, extremely sharp."

  Jia Tuo'ni, who was standing aside, sneered and remained silent. The martial arts of the Huaxia Kingdom were all boastful like this.

  The entrance to the gym slowly opened a large door, and then a man in his 40s, wearing a yellow robe, golden pants, and a huge gold waistband around his waist, walked out.

  Behind this man, there were five very strong men. The arms and chest muscles of these men were well-developed, obviously they were fitness enthusiasts. They wore shirts with the words "Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall".

  More than a dozen security guards immediately surrounded him, walking nervously beside Wang Hansheng. But Wang Hansheng was very calm, waving to the audience and then heading towards the ring.

  Six beauties came forward again, carrying flags and bringing Wang Hansheng to the arena.

  Mad Cow Wang Hansheng's figure was still quite proportionate, except for a slightly protruding belly due to middle-aged spread. He waved at the audience and then looked at the six scantily-clad beauties beside him. Next, he stretched out his large hand and forcefully groped the buttocks of the last woman.

  In this bloody and violent game scene, the beauties wearing bikinis are indeed very tempting, no wonder Wang Hansheng couldn't help but pinch one.

  The woman let out a scream and hastily walked forward quickly, wanting to escape Wang Hansheng's clutches. However, Wang Hansheng was just getting started, his large hand stretched out, and with one pull, he tore off the beautiful woman's bra strap. With a rustling sound, the woman's ample breasts were exposed under the light.

  The atmosphere in the field became more intense, with screams filling the air.

  At this time, Huang Yao Shi took three male apprentices and Xia Lin to the back dressing room with a gloomy face. Seeing Wang Han Sheng being so shameless, Huang Yao Shi snorted and muttered "Martial arts degenerate".

  "What did you say? Hmm? This girl is quite pretty, just my type, hehe, come here, wait for me to get the million-dollar prize and I'll give you half of it, little girl," Wang Hansheng's eyes were fixed on Xia Lin. At this moment, although Xia Lin was wearing ordinary sweater and jeans, her youthful aura had instantly attracted the attention of Crazy Bull Wang Hansheng.

  Huang Yaoshi was furious and was about to take action, when more than a dozen security guards nearby saw the situation and rushed towards Wang Hansheng. Two staff members also grabbed Huang Yaoshi, telling him to calm down.

  "Stop the recording, stop filming, send more people to come forward and block him!" But in his heart, he couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, I didn't expect him to go crazy again at this critical moment. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have used a bikini-clad beauty to lead him onto the stage. This is really a case of 'beauty being a calamity'!"

  More than a dozen security guards rushed up and surrounded him, all of whom came forward to hug Wang Hansheng. However, it was unexpected that Wang Hansheng suddenly exerted his strength, and more than a dozen security guards were actually thrown out by him.

  A burst of surprised cheers from the audience, for Huaxia people, no one doesn't like a lively atmosphere.

  Gao Yuan excitedly grasped Song Jian's shoulder tightly, "Too exciting! Crazy Bull Wang Hansheng is indeed worthy of his title."

  Song Jian furrowed his brow, he hadn't expected Xia Lin to get involved, this Wang Hansheng was incredibly powerful, had already reached the level of hidden strength, this kind of person, when they go crazy, ordinary security guards have no way to stop them.

  Thinking of this, Song Jian suddenly stood up and quickly walked towards Xia Lin.

  "Hey, Xiaoruan, don't go over there, it's dangerous. Wang Hansheng will go crazy," Gao Yuan pulled on Song Jian's arm.

  "That's my friend," Song Jian furrowed his brow, of course he wouldn't heed Gao Yuan's warning.

  "That Huang Yao's disciple also has my aunt's brother, I don't dare to go over," Gao Yuan pulled Song Jian's arm and wouldn't let go.

  Wang Hansheng shook off the security guard and grabbed Xia Lin again, but Huang Yaoshi naturally wouldn't let that happen, and he kicked Wang Hansheng's palm with a loud thud.

  Wang Hansheng swiftly flashed, grasped with his palm, and slapped Huang Yaoshi's calf. Then, he crouched down and kicked out a whirlwind leg, surprisingly knocking Huang Yaoshi to the ground in just two moves.

  Xia Lin and three senior brothers quickly helped up Huang Yao Shi, at this time Xia Lin was also scared, this Wang Han Sheng was not like a human being at all, but more like a monster.

  "Oh..." The audience seats became even more lively, with people standing up one after another, looking towards the place of contention.

  At this time, a person on the stage moved. He was like a leopard and jumped directly from the stage over the high protective rope with a "thud" sound to the ground. Then he pushed off with both feet and ran towards Wang Hansheng's direction. It was Thai boxing master Jia Tuo'ni.

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