All the martial arts masters and disciples on the stage flocked to Tornado, wanting to give him some color.
There were also many boxing gym staff on the Tornado side, and when they saw what was happening, they all rushed to the stage and formed a wall to block everyone. But after all, they were at a numerical disadvantage, so they were quickly dispersed by everyone.
Then everyone got into a fight and the stage became a mess.
Jinshan took the opportunity to run to the stage with all the brothers, hoping to try his martial arts with Tornado to see if he was really that good at fighting.
"Hey, let's try~" He hooked his fingers at the tornado, and then punched him.
Tornado stretched out his hand and blocked his punch.
Boxing is also both offensive and defensive.
Jinshan couldn't get discouraged, so he kept up his efforts and continued to punch rapidly.
One punch, two punches, three punches, four punches, the fists hit the tornado like raindrops.
But Tornado covered his face with both hands and punched down all his fists.
Then, taking advantage of the gap between his punches, he punched him in the abdomen, followed by another punch in his throat, and finally punched him on the head.
Jin Shanzao felt that his vision went dark and his mind was buzzing, as if someone was doing something in his mind. It was extremely chaotic. Then he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Brother~" When the brothers saw him, they quickly helped him down.
"How's it going?" Seeing this, Xiang Nan quickly stepped forward to help, pinching people and pressing the tiger's mouth. After a while, Jinshan was rescued.
"Brother Wen, that bastard is so powerful. His punches are strong and heavy, and he punches quickly. I am no match for him." Jinshan regained his composure and said to Xiang Nan.
"Well, don't worry, I'll call him back for you." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "Send him back to rest."
…
At this time, on the stage, Hong Zhennan had already taken action to stabilize the situation and asked Tornado to take back what he had just said and apologize to Chinese Wushu.
"Apologise?! What kind of bullshit Chinese tradition is this? I defeated them, but I have to apologize to them? Bullshit!" Tornado said disdainfully, "Old guy, if you want to apologize to me, beat me!"
"Beat, beat this bastard to death!"
"Hit him until he has teeth all over the floor~"
When the martial arts masters heard this, they all shouted.
Hong Zhennan looked at the tornado with a livid face, "Masters, you all go down first and leave this matter to me."
All the martial arts masters in Xiangjiang were following Hong Zhennan's lead, so when they heard what he said, they all retreated.
Hong Zhennan immediately proposed to compete with the tornado.
Seeing this, Xiang Nan quickly stepped forward and said, "Master Hong, I will fight for you."
He knew that although Hong Zhennan was highly skilled in martial arts, he suffered from asthma. Once he exercised strenuously, his asthma would relapse. The tornado would not hold back like him, but would kill him while he was sick.
This foreign devil completely despises the Chinese and doesn't care about his life at all.
"No, Master Ye, I was the one responsible for this boxing match, and he was also my apprentice. I should seek justice for them." Hong Zhennan waved his hand.
"But, your..." Xiang Nan hesitated before speaking.
"Even if he dies on the stage, I still want to show him whether he can fight in Chinese Kung Fu." Hong Zhennan understood Xiang Nan's thoughts, but still said.
Seeing how stubborn he was, Xiang Nan couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "Then remember, don't box with him, try to cut him in the middle."
Hong Zhennan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
…
After a while, the game begins.
At the beginning, Hong Zhennanjiu followed Xiang Nande's instructions and tried to cut into the middle of the tornado.
But as a boxing champion, Tornado was not as arrogant and brainless as before when it came to the match. Instead, he chose a very smart defensive strategy. Put your hands in front of you, like an iron door bolt, firmly blocking the opponent's attack.
Hong Zhennan wanted to cut in the middle, but he couldn't cut in.
Seeing this, he tried a side attack, and it actually worked. He hit several punches on both sides of the tornado, and even kicked him back more than a meter.
Seeing Hong Zhennan's bravery, the Chinese people present couldn't help but cheer for him.
"Well done, Master Hong."
"Come on, Master Hong~"
"Master Hong, beat this bastard to death."
Everyone’s shouts came one after another.
However, Xiang Nan could see that although Hong Zhennan seemed to have the upper hand and hit the tornado several times, he did not break his defense.
On the contrary, because he kept attacking, he consumed a lot of energy, which was detrimental to the subsequent competition.
Just as Xiang Nan was secretly anxious, a bell rang, signaling the end of the first round.
…
The two of them each stepped aside to rest.
Xiang Nan stepped forward quickly, "Master Hong, how are you? Can you withstand it?"
"Not bad." Hong Zhennan nodded, and then said, "This kid really can't stand up to beatings. I punched him so many times, but he's still fine."
"He should attack in the next round. Master Hong, don't box with him. His fists are very heavy. Try to cut him in the middle." Xiang Nan reminded.
Hong Zhennan nodded.
Just now, the tornado defense also had an attack.
He had tried to punch him, and it was indeed fast, heavy, and very difficult to hit.
After a while, the bell rang and the game started again.
As Xiang Nan said, from the beginning, the Tornadoes did start to change their style and attack hard.
Hong Zhennan remembered Xiang Nan's advice and instead of fighting with him, he tried to cut into the middle.
He tried to rush in close to the tornado, use his arms to hold his arms, and then use his grappling hand to catch him.
But tornadoes are as slippery as loaches.
Seeing Hong Zhennan trying to get closer, he immediately stepped back.
Because in boxing, no matter swing punches, straight punches, or uppercuts, the farther away the punch is, the greater the damage, so the opponent is naturally not allowed to get close.
Hong Zhennan tried to cut into the middle, but failed again, and the two entered the testing stage again.
Seeing that the cut to the center failed, Hong Zhennan wanted to end the battle with a quick attack.
Because he knew he had asthma, and if he delayed it any longer, the tornado would be fine, but he would be in trouble as soon as his asthma attacks.
So he immediately threw a series of fast punches and attacked the tornado.
When Xiang Nan saw this, he cried out that it was a pity.
Because Western boxing is different from Chinese martial arts, in addition to winning by knocking down the opponent, you can also win by points.
Based on the few punches Hong Zhennan had just thrown, as long as the two of them continued to be in this stalemate, Hong Zhennan would win in the end.
So as long as it drags on, the tornado will definitely be in trouble.
At that time, when he is eager to attack, Hong Zhennan can try to cut into his middle again.
Only by using your own superior force to fight against the enemy's inferior force can you win.
However, he could also guess what Hong Zhennan was thinking.
He must have chosen a fast break because he was worried that his asthma would attack if he delayed the game any longer.
It's a pity that the ability to resist tornadoes requires special training.
Although the fast attack can hit the opponent, the power is small, so it cannot cause effective damage. It's very possible that it won't even be able to break through the opponent's defense.
Once the opponent catches a flaw, they will be swiftly counterattacked.
Just like Jinshan Zhao just now, he also wanted to win with quick punches. As a result, when the tornado got a chance, he was knocked to the ground with three consecutive punches.
Sure enough, as soon as Xiang Nan thought of this, Hong Zhennan was caught by the tornado and punched out.
His huge figure flew more than two meters away and lay on the ground, unable to move.
