Chapter 89 The Uncrowned King

  The entire stadium was in an uproar, with some onlookers raising their arms and cheering.

  The crew of "Martial Arts Legend" immediately cut off the recording and stopped filming.

  At this time, Jia Tuo Ni was like a leopard, suddenly rushing towards Wang Han Sheng. As a martial artist, he couldn't just watch as a young beauty was being molested and see Wang Han Sheng behaving badly.

  Wang Hansheng burst out laughing, and the bikini-clad beauties around him shrieked in surprise, backing away from this devil. Wang Hansheng didn't even notice those scantily clad women; for him, if he wanted that kind of woman, all he had to do was crook his finger, and instantly a bunch of women would stand before him, stark naked.

  But Xia Lin, a woman full of youthful and pure aura, made Wang Hansheng's heart skip a beat.

  Jia Tuo's speed was very fast, after jumping down from the stage, he had already rushed towards Wang Hansheng in a few jumps.

  At this time, several strong men behind Wang Hansheng looked at each other and surrounded Jia Tuo'ni. Wang Hansheng was the pillar of their Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall, their boss, but it was just teasing a little girl, and they couldn't let this Muay Thai master disturb their fun.

  Five people moved in perfect sync towards Jia Tuo Ni, their faces still carrying a scornful smile.

  Jia Tuo'ni saw five robust martial artists approaching, his eyes turned cold. He suddenly jumped high and followed with a quick elbow strike, hitting the first person's temple. At the same time, he kicked two other people's chins with a 720-degree aerial kick, making "popping" sounds.

  "Bang bang bang", three sturdy bodies fell to the ground.

  With just one strike, he simultaneously knocked down three robust men who were skilled in martial arts!

  The audience on the scene was boiling, and at this moment they didn't care if it was Thai boxing anymore. They all cheered excitedly, and for them, this was undoubtedly the most exciting scene they had ever seen.

  The remaining two strong men were stunned, and before they could react, Jia had already made a backflip kick, doing a 360-degree flip in mid-air, kicking the person behind him to the ground. Then, with a jump, he struck the last man with his knee, sending him flying into the air with a loud "slap" sound, landing far away, spitting out blood from the corner of his mouth, and was estimated to be bedridden for at least three months.

  "Ah!......" The audience in the field all screamed with excitement, these scenes that can only be seen in movies, unexpectedly appeared alive and well in front of everyone's eyes today.

  Wang Hansheng suddenly turned his head, his eyes reddening as he looked at the five apprentices who were struggling to get up from the ground. He was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said, "Not bad, kid."

  Jia Tuoni let out a cold snort and then suddenly charged towards Wang Hansheng.

  Wang Hansheng smiled slightly and stood quietly in place.

  The battle for the leader of the martial arts world has begun ahead of schedule, not on the stage, but on the runway, and the rules are the fairest no-rules free fighting!

  The people on the scene were like they had been injected with chicken blood, shouting loudly. Song Jian rushed to the scene at high speed, and Gao Yuan pulled Song Jian's arm, but found that Song Jian's strength was really great.

  Jia Tuoneng's entire body, with its ancient bronze-colored skin, reflected the gymnasium lights and shone like a Buddha. His muscles bulged in knots all over his body as he threw a fierce punch at Wang Hansheng's face while simultaneously bending his right leg into a knee strike aimed at Wang's abdomen.

  Wang Hansheng suddenly moved, his footsteps slightly shifted to the side, and with a precise movement, he sealed off Jia Touni's fist. Then, his left hand launched an attack, that palm known as the "Destructive Palm", lightly slapped towards Jia Touni's knee.

  Splash

  A sharp, clear, and bone-crushing sound rang out. The next moment, Jia Tuo's right leg went limp like a soft noodle, hanging down powerlessly.

  Wang Hansheng's left palm patted gently again, and it landed on Jia Tuo'ni's left hand.

  Another "whoosh" sound.

  Jia Tuo Ni's left hand also turned into a noodle, soft and limp, hanging down.

  Wang Hansheng twisted his waist, and with a swift kick, Jia Tuonan was sent flying over ten meters away, landing on the ground, unable to get up.

  The entire stadium suddenly fell silent, as if it were dead silence.

  No one would have thought it would end up like this.

  When Jia Tuonian instantly knocked down five fitness athletes, everyone thought he was the strongest and would be this year's Wulin Alliance Master.

  However, unexpectedly, Jia Tuo and Wang Hansheng had only exchanged half a round when he was completely disabled, his leg bones and arm bones all shattered, like a useless person who could no longer get up.

  Everyone fell silent, is this the martial arts of Huaxia?

  Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Wang Hansheng's left hand, the palm known as the "Destructive Hand", it turns out that Iron Sand Palm really exists! And, the real Iron Sand Palm is actually so overbearing!

  Then the entire stadium erupted in a roar, which might be the most exciting martial arts legend they had ever seen. Although it was somewhat cruel, it was real, hot-blooded, violent, and simply too thrilling.

  Wang Hansheng just smiled and continued to look at Xia Lin, saying: "Little sister, don't be afraid, I'm really not a bad person, I just want to ask for your phone number, just thinking of finding you to chat when I'm feeling empty."

  Xia Lin stared at Wang Han Sheng, her legs retreating backwards.

  At this time, Xia Lin's three senior brothers completely lost their temper. They also wanted to be heroes and stand in front of their junior sister, but Wang Hansheng was too powerful. Their own master was knocked down by him with two moves, and that Muay Thai expert was beaten to the point where his bones were all broken in an instant.

  Wang Hansheng smiled and took big strides forward, rushing towards Xia Lin.

  Xia Lin let out a cry of "ah" and turned around to run away, but with a "bang", she collided into someone's body.

  "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Song Jian hugged Xia Lin tightly and comforted her.

  Xia Lin raised her head and saw that it was Song Jian, tears gushing out immediately. She tightly hugged Song Jian's neck, "Uncle! Uncle, you've finally come! Waaahhh..."

  Gao Yuan had always been following behind Song Jian, and at this moment, she saw that the person Song Jian was going to save was actually this little girl. She felt a chill on her back, as if she was about to face the mad bull Wang Hansheng head-on.

  Wang Hansheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jian, "Hey, there's still someone who isn't afraid of death."

  "Uncle Fierce Bull! You're going too far. This is my friend, and this girl is his girlfriend. Have mercy on them for the sake of my dad's face."

  Wang Hansheng looked at Gao Yuan strangely, "Little girl, who are you?"

  The thick makeup on her round face was really too much. If someone had only seen her bare-faced before, even if they were familiar with her, they wouldn't be able to recognize that this woman was Gao Yuan.

  Gao Yuanzheng was about to speak, but Wang Hansheng had already taken a big step forward, his hand grasping at his waist. With a swift motion, he pulled out his golden belt and charged towards Xia Lin, "Come on over! Today, I must get you to write your phone number on my golden belt, no one can stop me!"

  "Run quickly, he's a madman," Gao Yuan pulled Song Jian.

  Song Jian's arm circled around, and he had already broken free from Gao Yuan's hand. With a push of his right hand, he pushed Xia Lin behind him, then both hands fiercely threw punches at Wang Han Sheng.

  "Ah! Is this kid trying to get himself killed?"

  "Haven't you seen that Muay Thai champions have all had their arms and legs disabled?"

  "Waaah... so touching, is this the power of love? For one's own girlfriend, they can even go to death."

  The audience suddenly started discussing and debating, with some saying Song Jian was stupid and others saying he was great.

  Song Jian, however, was focused and determined, using all his strength. He knew that Wang Hansheng, although rough and a bit foolish by nature, had excellent martial skills, and with his iron sand palm training, one careless move could result in broken bones.

  Iron Sand Palm is a type of hard qigong, practitioners often soak their palms in medicinal water for years and constantly grind them in iron sand, until they reach great success, with tremendous power.

  When Song Jian drew his sword and threw a punch, Wang Hansheng just gave a disdainful smile.

  "This is what you get for yourself! You little brat!"

  Wang Hansheng let out a loud shout and swung his left hand fiercely, slapping it towards Song Jian's fist.

  Song Jian did not dare to hard resist Wang Hansheng, his arm suddenly sank, and then drew an arc, which was the push hand in Wuji Qigong, this push hand is similar to Tai Chi, both are avoiding its edge, with softness overcoming stiffness.

  With a bend of his arm, Song Jian had already pushed Wang Hansheng's palm away, then he quickly changed his palm to a claw, grasping Wang Hansheng's wrist, and then he used the "entwining" technique from the Wujiquan exercise.

  Wang Hansheng first felt that the force of his palm was blocked, with a feeling of being unable to exert any strength. Then he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, his body starting to sway back and forth along with Song Jian's arm.

  From the audience's perspective, Wang Hansheng was like a drunkard, constantly swaying his body and unable to stand steadily.

  "Hah!……"

  Wang Hansheng suddenly let out a loud roar, wanting to use his thousand-pound falling skill to steady his own body.

  At this time, Song Jian's understanding of Wuji Qigong had already been very deep. Wang Hansheng exerted his strength, but was directly borrowed by Song Jian. Song Jian followed the direction of Wang Hansheng's force and suddenly turned around, and Wang Hansheng's body "whooshed" into the air with a slap from Song Jian.

  Then Song Jian's boxing style changed, and every punch became incredibly fierce, exactly the Arhat Boxing he had learned during this period.

  At this time, Wang Hansheng was in mid-air, with enemies on both sides, and he had no way to dodge. Song Jian's fists "thudded" towards Wang Hansheng in the air, beating him higher and higher until finally, Song Jian suddenly jumped up three meters high, flew up one foot, and "crashed" onto Wang Hansheng's buttocks.

  This kick was made by Song Jian with 100% of his strength, and Wang Hansheng flew like a big football, "whooshing" into the high air of the gymnasium, drawing a parabola, and then fell back down, landing on the stage.

  Song Jian pulled Xia Lin's hand and said, "Let's go!"

  Xia Lin was completely stunned, simply nodding foolishly as she followed Song Jian to the back door of the gymnasium.

  The audience let out a collective gasp, followed by an eerie silence. This result was something that no one could have anticipated.

  Jia Tuonie's face, lying on the ground, revealed a desperate expression. He watched as Song Jian pulled Xia Lin away in a small run, his heart sinking into an abyss. Was this really the true martial arts of Huaxia? Were the things written in books and described by old men true?

  Xia Lin's senior fellow apprentice, Li Zhixin, stared blankly at Song Jian, his face filled with incredulity. At the beginning, he had ridiculed Song Jian, but now he discovered that Tai Chi Fist of Huaxia Country could actually be used for fighting!

  Gao Yuan, who had always followed Song Jian and called him "Little Soft Egg", was even more astonished. She saw Song Jian wanting to run, so she gave a shout to Li Zhixin, calling out "Brother-in-law" before turning around with her sexy butt and chasing after Song Jian and Xia Lin.

  Five seconds of silence later, a burst of "wow..." erupted throughout the stadium!

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