Cheng Zhijie and Yuchi Gong heard Tang Ping say that no one wanted to compete with them, so they just let it go.
Anyway, from their point of view, beating them was the same as beating Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin at home.
Then just take this opportunity for the two of them to have a good fight.
Moving their shoulders, the two stood on the playing field.
The audience at the scene did not expect such a development. First, two fierce... fierce uncles appeared, and then they began to perform different brick splitting.
Anyone who has studied junior high school physics can see that the two of them split bricks in a more difficult way, so when they tied each other's record, the whole audience burst into cheers.
Then they thought that these two were going to challenge each other, but who knew that the other party didn't seem to accept the challenge at all.
Finally, these two fierce uncles stood on the field by themselves.
The smooth karate arena is now a sacred battlefield.
Yuchi Gong and Cheng Zhijie stood at opposite ends of the venue respectively. Yuchigong wore blue clothes and Cheng Zhijie wore red clothes, with somewhat solemn expressions.
Then both men bowed to each other, gazing at each other with rapt attention and eagerness to fight.
The referee gave the order and the game started.
Cheng Zhijie took the initiative to attack, and a quick forward kick went straight to Yu Chigong's face. The speed was so fast that it seemed to pull out an afterimage in the audience's sight.
Yuchi Gong looked a little bulky, but he was actually very flexible. He quickly leaned back to avoid the blow. At the same time, he quickly and accurately grabbed Cheng Zhijie's ankles with both hands, and threw Cheng Zhijie to the floor with a beautiful roundabout. superior.
"good!"
"I'll go, this is much more exciting than the finals just now!"
“I even thought the two people’s actions just now were watching a quick release!”
"That's awesome. Now I know why Fuso's players didn't choose to have an exhibition match with them."
Cheng Zhijie quickly got up, covered the front with his hands, and suddenly swept his legs towards Yuchi Gong.
Yuchi Gong stretched out his hand to block, and firmly caught the blow with a snap.
The game began to enter a fierce stage, and both people were at their best.
There are sometimes competitions in the military, but they are not as formal as today.
Especially when they saw those Fuso people promoting karate as their national art, the two of them felt a little unhappy.
They are the top Tang Shou masters in the Tang Dynasty, so they have to show the other party how powerful Tang Shou is compared to this karate.
The two of them went back and forth and started a fierce offensive and defensive battle.
Sometimes they were testing from a distance, sometimes they were fighting close to each other. Both of them had flexible and changeable moves, which dazzled the audience.
Every round of attack and defense can arouse bursts of cheers from the audience.
"This is not like an exhibition match at all!"
"Yeah, I feel like their approach is a little different from karate, and it's more practical!"
"Just watching the replay, some moves can be fatal if they are just a little higher!"
"This is definitely a killing technique!"
Seeing the last moment of this round, Yu Chigong saw the right opportunity and hit Cheng Zhijie with a flying knee like a tiger descending a mountain, knocking Cheng Zhijie to the ground.
"The first round is over and the blue side wins."
Cheng Zhijie rubbed his chest and gave Yuchi Gong a thumbs up.
Then in the second round, Cheng Zhijie changed his play style of wide open and close, and instead constantly defended and looked for opportunities to counterattack, but he was moved back to Yicheng.
"Hahaha, Yuchi Heitan, you played really well today. I didn't expect you to still have a few tricks!"
Within a few minutes of each round, both people's foreheads were covered in sweat.
Cheng Zhijie wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.
"Old man Cheng, you're not bad either!" Yuchi Gong took the towel handed by Tang Ping and wiped his sweat and said.
"Do you want to fight again?" Cheng Zhijie asked.
"I won't fight anymore." Yu Chigong said decisively, "I'm getting older and a little tired."
"Hahaha, me too!" This time Cheng Zhijie did not ridicule Yuchi Gong, but patted Tang Ping on the shoulder and said: "This is such a big event. You have to treat us to something delicious today. "
The two returned to the playing field and spoke to the referee.
The referee nodded after hearing this and announced loudly: "The exhibition match is over and the two players are considered tied."
The audience was not surprised by this result. It was originally an exhibition match, and no one felt that there must be a winner.
Moreover, the two people had already contributed to a very exciting game, so the audience stood up and applauded them.
At this time, in the small commodity market in Urumqi, more than 100 kilometers away, many stores were also showing live broadcasts of the game.
One of them looked at Yu Chigong in the camera and said in surprise: "Why do I think this person looks familiar?"
A person next to him came over to take a look, and suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this the strong man who pulled Lao Liu away two days ago?"
The two of them pulled Lao Liu over.
Old Liu rubbed his arm. The injury he had that day was still a little bruised. Even with plaster, it would probably take several days to recover.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Doing business."
Lao Liu said in a somewhat unvisited tone.
"Old Liu, look, is this the person who teased you that day?"
Old Liu adjusted his glasses, looked closer, and then said with a change of expression: "That's him! What is he doing?"
"Brick splitting!" A person explained to him: "I heard that this is the consultant of the karate national team. It is exhibition time now, and they are performing brick splitting."
Then Lao Liu saw Yu Chigong smash six bricks piled together with one punch.
"Gudong!" Old Liu swallowed, is this still a human?
And he could see that there were no bricks behind, otherwise the black-faced man might still be able to chop it down.
But this was not over yet, and then there was another game between Yu Chigong and Cheng Zhijie.
Although there was a screen across the screen, Lao Liu still felt that if Yu Chigong's punch hit him, he would really be killed.
Now he believed it. What Yu Chigong said that day that he just grabbed them casually and didn't use any force was true.
Otherwise, it would not be as simple as having his arms bruised for a few days.
As shocked as Lao Liu were the national audience and netizens, even the audience at Fuso.
Compared to Bangzi's side, Fuso's sportsmanship is much better.
Coupled with their somewhat cute secondary attributes, the videos of Cheng Zhijie and Yuchi Gong were directly edited by them. Then Cheng Zhijie was dubbed the Imperial Red Tiger General, while Yuchi Gong was called the Imperial Black Dragon General.
The debate about which of the two is stronger has never stopped.
Many Fuso merchants are even trying to find ways to contact the two to be their spokespersons.
