"Shut up! A person from a small country dares to speak arrogantly. I don't know where you get the confidence."
Tieshan strode over and glared at Basong condescendingly. Judging from his height and weight, Tieshan's height of over 1.9 meters completely crushed Basong.
Basong raised his head and glanced at Tieshan, and said unhappily: "I hate stupid people like you the most. For stupid people like this, I usually twist off his head to eliminate this gap."
Basong doesn't like looking up to others. It feels very bad, which is why he doesn't like big men.
Tieshan continued to glare at Basong, "Who are you calling the sick man of Asia? Apologize immediately!"
Basong crossed his arms and sneered, "I just said that you Chinese people are the sick men of East Asia. If you have the ability, defeat me."
Tieshan laughed ferociously, "How dare you, a yellow-skinned monkey, come to our place and run wild? If I don't beat the shit out of you today, I will take your last name!"
Basong glanced at Tieshan contemptuously, "You are no match for me, find someone who can fight!"
"court death!"
Seeing that a fight was about to start, Du Feng quickly came up to smooth things over, "Hey, I told you both to calm down, Basong, please calm down for a while."
"Get away!" Basong casually pulled him away, and Du Feng staggered back seven or eight steps, then somersaulted and fell to the ground.
Tieshan couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, hitting Basong with his casserole-sized fist.
Regardless of Tieshan's inability to deal with dirty things, in fact, his strength is still very good. Usually five or six big men can't get close to him.
Seeing the two of them fighting, Tang Wenming said worriedly: "Brother Dachun, I think that yellow-skinned monkey is very good at breaking bricks. Do you think Tieshan can beat him?"
Wang Dachun shook his head, "With all due respect, Tieshan cannot beat that yellow-skinned monkey." He could see that Basong was practicing outer martial arts, and his attack power was very powerful. This kind of Kung Fu was different from practicing Iron Sand Palm. The same thing, otherwise such a thick pile of bricks would be broken continuously.
The reason why he didn't speak to stop him was because Tieshan had been wandering at the peak of Ming Jin for many years and had been unable to break through for a long time. If he didn't go through a life and death trial, he might never be able to get over that hurdle.
Tang Wenming frowned, "Just be sure nothing happens to Tieshan!"
At this time, Tieshan had already started fighting with Basong. Although Basong was short in stature, Muay Thai masters were all masters of external martial arts. Not only their fists and feet, but also their knees and elbows were powerful attacking weapons. Their knees and elbows were well trained. It is as hard as iron, even stronger than fists and feet.
This can be seen from Tieshan's expression. Every attack from Basong made him wince in pain. After all, the bones in this guy's body are as hard as iron, and an ordinary person would break his bones and tendons with just one hit.
After several attacks, Tieshan's tiger's mouth was cracked open by the shock, his body continued to retreat, and the cement floor under his feet slowly cracked like a spider web.
"roll!"
Basong put his knee on Tieshan's chest, knocking him four or five meters away. Tieshan felt a sweetness in his throat and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. If he hadn't blocked it with his hand on his chest, Tieshan would have been knocked away. It is estimated that the entire sternum will be broken.
Basong looked at Tieshan and said disdainfully: "The sick man of East Asia is the sick man of East Asia. No matter how tall you are, you are still a waste!"
"court death!"
Tieshan got up from the ground and looked at Basong fiercely, then walked towards him again.
Wang Dachun reminded: "Tieshan, pay attention to the Qi going down, and focus on the Dantian. If you can gather that Qi, you will not be far from An Jin."
Tieshan's heart trembled when he heard this, and suddenly there was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes. In the past, he had to fumble forward alone when practicing Kung Fu, but now Wang Dachun's words of guidance were like a wake-up call and an enlightenment.
"Hmph, you Chinese people are really funny. You are talking about overt strength and hidden strength. All these vain things are worse than training a pair of fists into iron fists."
Of course, Basong has also heard of some realms of Chinese martial arts, but in Thailand they only practice external martial arts, not internal martial arts. They believe that internal strength is illusory and exists in legends. How can one train fists, elbows, knees and other parts to be extremely lethal?
"Hmph, how can a person from a small country like you understand the breadth and depth of our Chinese martial arts? To put it bluntly, you are like a frog in a well, blinded by a leaf."
Originally Wang Dachun didn't want to talk to this guy, but he repeatedly insulted Hua Xia, which made him feel very unhappy, and he planned to teach him a lesson.
"Boy, you are not soft-spoken. I want to challenge you. Do you dare to fight me?" Basong hates people saying that he comes from a small place. This hurts his self-esteem.
Wang Dachun took a step forward and said with a smile: "Challenge me? I'm afraid you will lose miserably!"
At this moment, Tieshan suddenly laughed, "I understand, I understand, hahahaha..."
Tieshan looked like a crazy man at this time, and his molars were sticking out when he smiled.
"Tieshan, congratulations!" Wang Dachun glanced at Tieshan and didn't expect that this guy had really broken through. But thinking about it, he should have broken through long ago, but there was just a missing opportunity.
Tieshan came up and hugged Wang Dachun's shoulders and laughed, "Brother Dachun, thank you. I really don't know how to thank you. How about I wash the chrysanthemums and present them to you?"
Wang Dachun kicked the door of Tieshangou, "Get out of here. Now that we have broken through, we should teach this yellow-skinned monkey a lesson, lest our Chinese martial arts be looked down upon by others."
Tieshan nodded and rushed towards Bassong with a sway, "Come on, yellow-skinned monkey, let Grandpa Tie teach you a lesson and let you know why the world's martial arts originated in China."
As he spoke, he greeted Basong with his casserole-sized fist, and when he punched out, it actually made a sound that broke through the air, and the sound was many times louder than before.
Basong's expression changed. He could clearly feel that Tieshan was extremely powerful at this moment, and his strength had at least doubled. He couldn't understand in his heart, was this An Jin? It was simply unbelievable that he could improve so much in an instant.
Tieshan broke through to An Jin and now had the upper hand, actually suppressing Basong to fight. No matter how powerful Basong's external skills were, they still pale in comparison without the support of internal strength.
"Big brother, fight well, teach this yellow-skinned monkey a lesson, and see if he dares to look down on our Chinese martial arts next time."
"Yeah, beat the shit out of him, see if he still dares to say something rude."
The big men who were watching kept cheering for Tieshan.
"kill!"
Tieshan became more and more brave as he fought, and when he broke through the dark power and combined with his burly figure and strong body, he was like a tiger. He even felt that if he had another fight with the blind bear now, he would be able to kill it instantly with one punch.
