Chapter 359 358. The two worlds boxing exchange competition has shown style and level

It sounds outrageous that Iron Fist will be beaten to a 40:0 record, but this is the cruel reality.

Although the schedule of the Transia Boxing Championship requires each player to play up to 12 games a day, although Niu Niu and Sister Pomegranate who returned to their hometown to shake people lost yesterday, they can still participate in the competition today.

Not to mention the participation of Leko Alin, a cousin who is not inferior to Niu Niu's talent and professional judo players like Star Soul Eagle.

A team of professionals took turns to challenge the Iron Fist Association, and in just half an hour it took to beat the other party with its "military martial arts".

Of course, the traitors who can survive in the harsh environment of the wilderness are tough enough, and their combat effectiveness is not so bad that they will be beaten. However, Teacher Li started "on-site teaching" in the end, and just wanted to teach Niu Niu step by step to make up for the shortcomings of his combat style.

This is equivalent to the other party bringing a "big father" when he is in the team. How can he fight?

The fireworks beef bowl finished his twelve games early, and then he came to the boxing match, admired Teacher Li's battle and said to Brother Mao who was standing beside him:

"Old Li practiced Yixingquan, but he has mixed in other schools of boxing. I am not good at boxing and kicking, but I can barely see the shadow of Hongquan and Bagua.

He said that he was from Foshan, and Wing Chun would definitely do it. I really don’t know where these young people found such tough guys. If such capable people open a martial arts school in Lijiapo, it would be a problem to make money every day.”

"You are really in the mood to watch someone fight"

Brother Mao curled his lips, looked around and whispered to his "brother-in-law":

"You have experienced it yourself, I didn't lie to you, right? So we said that before, should you try it? You can't always let Ah Feng lie down like that."

Facing Brother Mao’s inquiry, the fireworks beef bowl was obviously very entangled.

After a few seconds, he said:

"I'm still worried. This brain wave interference sounds too sci-fi. We are normal people, maybe we can come here in this way. But Afeng's situation is different from ours!

Xiaomu, I know you are kind-hearted,

But I only have that son, and I am the only one left. I would rather he just lie down and support him for the rest of my life than have another accident to let him go.

well.

Give me some more time.

I have to confirm that there is no problem here before I dare to let Afeng give it a try."

"That's fine. He's been lying for almost five years anyway, and it's not bad for these few days."

Brother Mao nodded and said:

"But even if you make up your mind, you have to talk to someone else's Alpha first. I think it may take a lot of energy to you."

"As long as Afeng can be good, I am willing to spend all my money."

Fireworks Beef Bo said with gritted teeth, then looked at the crowd around the boxing ring, and finally fell on the young Ashina who was the youngest, who was lying on his neck and waving his fists around his neck and watching the fun, and was still shouting to cheer.

He narrowed his eyes and said to Brother Mao:

"This girl is the one you told me before?"

"Yeah, Ainaka."

Brother Mao introduced:

"I learned about her situation from a friend. Although it is different from Afeng, it is really similar. If Ashina can live happily in Transia, then maybe Afeng can do it.

But don't make small moves in reality.

Xiao Ainame's family background is very unusual. I asked someone to investigate before, but the other person gave a double refund the next day and didn't take on this job at all."

"Well, I understand, don't worry, I know how to do it."

Master Yang nodded, but soon, his eyes fell on Sister Pomegranate, who was standing aside with his arms in his arms waiting for the challenger.

He raised his eyebrows and sighed:

"What a domineering look, what a rouge tiger, Xiaomu, are you sure you can live in a retreat? Why do I feel that you two want to continue? You can't live a peaceful life in your life."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Brother Mao immediately explained:

"Just just an ordinary friend."

"Average friend, do you invite someone to visit your home?"

Master Yang smiled and said:

"Although I have separated from home for a long time, I know the old feudal idea of ​​your family. I dare to recruit people at home. It seems that you are very satisfied with them. I just don't know if they are willing to give you this opportunity?"

"Isn't this a hard work?"

Brother Mao curled his lips in disappointment and did not respond. It took him a long time to say:

"That, my uncle, the ones passed down from the family."

"Ah? Didn't you not want to learn before?"

The beef bowl stood there and asked again:

"It's very rare to learn. Your dad gave up just by learning a little bit of fur. Your grandfather didn't insist, obviously because he knew that there was no point in learning the battlefield martial arts in this peaceful societies now. It's just a pity that inheritance, have you made up your mind?"

"Um."

Brother Mao sighed to the sky speechlessly:

"I can't beat you without learning. I have a way out, so I can't beat you, let alone the next step. I've asked you about it from Xiao Fu Ge, but she doesn't like those men who are not as good as her."

"Okay! Our family has passed down from generation to generation and has even produced a love affair."

Master Yang laughed and patted the young man on the shoulder and said happily:

"I will go back to China to teach you next month, and take Afeng back by the way. If you are sure to ask others to do things, then we two will definitely not be able to stay abroad. No matter how you look at it, it is a national project. Perhaps it is time to recognize our ancestors and return to our hometown.

You clean up your home and leave me with a yard.”

“Sure.”

Brother Mao said softly:

"Grandpa keeps the one for you all year round, and you can live there when you come back with all the things."

They were talking here, and Tie Fist Turner, who had received the news, rushed over. He saw that the last buddy of the "Tie Fist Club" was locked by the Star Soul Eagle with ground skills and screaming in pain, shouting for surrender.

This unique ground jiu-jitsu made Turner's eyes shine.

There are few skills that require fighting on the ground in the monk system of the Winter Wolf Church, but this does not prevent him from relying on his own experience and intuition to determine that this skill is absolutely valuable in some cases.

When he saw Niu Niu standing beside a middle-aged man with gray hair glaring at him, Turner knew that this was a replica of the other world of "beating the young and the old."

But he was already ready to deal with this situation.

"It's him, Teacher Li."

Sister Pomegranate jumped out of the ring and whispered beside Lao Li:

"This guy is very powerful, and in all aspects. Your absolute strength is definitely not as good as him. After all, he has the blessing of the monk's aura and spiritual energy, but this guy is a monk who keeps the precepts, so there is a possibility of defeating him in terms of skills."

"Um."

Teacher Li nodded.

He looked Turner up and down.

This man looks young but definitely has a story, as can be seen from the scars left on his neck and his dead eyes.

This person has experienced terrible things in the past, and should be a cruel character who crawled out of hell.

"This is the grandmaster of our 'Shadow Strike'!"

Because Teacher Li has not yet obtained the plug-in for the spiritual microphone, this will be introduced by Niu Niu on his behalf:

"My sister and I only invited him to Transia today, just to tell you the yinkees, don't bully us there is no inheritance here!"

"Shadow Trace? I haven't heard of it."

Turner looked at Teacher Li up and down, and he said in surprise:

"But if he is a legacy of monks, why is he unable to master the way of qi as a master? Don't the monks in your faction practice these things? Only rely on fist skills? How can he reach the realm of extraordinary saints?"

"This is our business, please don't care!"

Niu Niu couldn't make up the reason, so he could only skip this topic and shout:

"Doesn't the way of a monk lie in skills? Today we only compare skills. If our master wins you, uh, it seems that we don't need anything, then use martial arts to make friends and compete with each other?"

"If you win, I will give you what you need most."

Turner shook his head and said:

"A monk who cannot master the mystery of Qi will always be a beginner. No matter how powerful the skills are, they need to be filled with power to exert destructive power. This continent is coming in chaos, and without power, you cannot survive and even more impossible to protect Transia.

If I win, I won't want much.

Just teach me the strange boxing techniques in your hands!

This is the only fun and collection hobby that a monk has. Agree?”

Niu Niu translated Turner's words to Teacher Li, who had no objection, but was interested in the mystery of the "Tao of Qi" that Turner promised.
To be continued...