Zhao Yan stood on the ring.
He and Yuriko stood together, which had a great visual impact, because the difference in body shape was so obvious!
Yuriko is a head taller than Zhao Yan, and his body is so wide that he can almost fit two Zhao Yans inside!
This kind of competition made all the spectators present extremely curious. On the online platform, viewers watching the live broadcast were also frantically posting:
"Holy crap, did you make a mistake? How do you play this game?"
"Fake, right? An exhibition match?"
"The host just introduced that this Zhao Yan has been practicing Chuanwu since he was a child. Is there anything wrong? He can also fight Chuanwu?"
"Isn't this just a show?"
"It's funny, what a joke?"
"How about acting in a movie?"
"I think Yuriko had to kneel down after one punch, kneel down and beg Zhao Yan not to die."
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Although Zhao Yan had been on trending searches before and gained some limelight, he soon disappeared and withdrew from the competition. There was no follow-up publicity, so few people watching the competition recognized him.
No one thinks he can win this game unless Yuriko fakes the match.
"start!"
On the ring, the referee announced the start of the game.
boom!
Yurico hit his chest hard with his fist, and then he waved to Zhao Yan with a condescending look on his face, indicating that he could attack.
Faced with such a provocation, Zhao Yan just smiled, then raised his right foot and stepped down sharply.
boom! ! ! !
A huge muffled sound resounded in the venue, startling everyone present.
This was especially true for Yuriko who was standing on the ring. He felt that the whole ring was shaking violently.
Before everyone could react to what happened, Zhao Yan moved his steps and took a step to the side.
Yuriko looked at the place where his foot had stepped, and his eyes widened suddenly.
The camera at the scene also immediately zoomed in, giving a close-up of the floor of the arena:
I saw that the place where Zhao Yan had just stepped on had been dented!
Wow——
The scene was filled with exclamations. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the picture displayed on the big screen above in disbelief.
There are several layers of specially treated wooden boards under the competition ring, and the top is covered with a thick layer of cloth. To break the ring and make it dent, it requires an extremely terrifying impact!
Five games had been played on this ring before. No matter how the players stepped on it, the jumps and the ring were all intact, but now it was actually dented by Zhao Yan's kick.
What's happening here?
If everyone hadn't watched the previous five games with their own eyes and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the arena, and no one had tampered with it during the process, they would definitely have thought that this was fake and that there was something wrong with the arena.
"Should I wipe it?!"
"What's going on? Am I dazzled?!"
"Really? Is there something wrong with this arena?"
"Isn't it possible? How much strength does it take to do this?"
"No, is this Zhao Yan so powerful?"
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On the live broadcast platform, all the comments were filled with unbelievable comments.
Yuriko looked at the depression in the ring, looked at Zhao Yan again, swallowed, and became nervous.
Zhao Yan was still smiling.
This time, it was his turn to wave to Yuriko.
Yuriko gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and struck Zhao Yan in the face with his right fist.
Snapped--
Yuriko's fist was stopped midway.
Zhao Yan grabbed the opponent's right fist with his left hand!
"Oh——"
The audience screamed again.
This is not filming a movie. In a fighting match, being able to grab the opponent's fist with your hands and stop the opponent's fist steadily can only show that the strength gap between the two sides is so huge that it is unimaginable!
Yuriko roared angrily, tightening the muscles of his right arm and exerting all his strength, trying to push Zhao Yan.
However, veins popped up on his arms, and his body kept shaking. He had used all his strength, but Zhao Yan's left hand remained motionless, firmly grasping his fist.
Yuriko's power is not weak. If measured by numerical values, his air and sea attribute should be 10 points.
But now Zhao Yan's Qi Hai reaches 15 points, and his power is several times that of his opponent!
Compared with Zhao Yan, Yuriko really looks like a child.
Yuriko couldn't move his right fist forward or retract, so he could only continue the attack with his left fist.
However, before his left arm hit, Zhao Yan could hear his strength and predict it in advance.
Grab the opponent's right fist with your left hand and push the opponent's right arm to the side.
boom!
Yuriko was thrown away by Zhao Yan and hit the ground hard.
"Oh oh oh!!"
The scene was filled with exclamations again.
It would have been better if Yuriko was just knocked down, but he was so big and heavy, and was actually thrown away by Zhao Yan with one hand. The visual impact was really shocking!
Zhao Yan found that it felt quite good to be noticed by everyone and show his strength in the crowd's exclamations.
It was indeed quite satisfying to be seen as a saint in front of others, and he suddenly understood Gongsun Yuxing a little.
So he waved to Yuriko again.
Nie Shouren asked him before the game to make this game more exciting. Zhao Yan felt that his style of play should be considered exciting.
After Yuriko stood up, he did not dare to punch Zhao Yan again, so he suddenly raised his legs and kicked Zhao Yan with a low sweep.
And just as he was taking out his legs, Zhao Yan's legs suddenly became strong, the muscles and skin tightened, the muscles, bones, and membranes stretched, and Qi and blood gathered toward the thighs.
His legs turned black and blue, as if they were covered with a layer of iron clothing.
boom!
bingo!
Yuriko was happy at first, and then his expression changed.
With his leg strength, a player of Zhao Yan's weight should normally be able to knock his opponent to the ground with a low leg sweep.
As a result, when he kicked his leg up, it felt like he was kicking on an iron pillar!
Zhao Yan stood motionless, and Yuriko's calf bone in his right leg ached.
Yuriko didn't believe in evil and kicked out with all his strength.
"ah!!"
After one kick, he suddenly screamed.
The retracted right leg could no longer bear the force, and Yuriko limped backwards, looking at Zhao Yan with eyes filled with horror.
There was another burst of exclamations at the scene, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was all:
"???"
This was the first time they had seen someone kick someone else and make themselves lame.
Zhao Yan looked at the limping Yuriko and decided to end the game.
He just used the Dragon's Iron Cloth Shirt to block the opponent's kick the first time, and the second time he used the Iron Shirt to counterattack secretly, so Yuriko's right leg suddenly became lame.
Zhao Yan rushed towards Yuriko at an extremely fast speed. Before anyone could react, he hit the opponent with an iron mountain.
Snapped! ! !
Yuriko was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Upon seeing this, the referee on the field immediately made a gesture to signal the end of the game and declared Zhao Yan the winner.
There was silence at first, then thunderous applause.
Yuriko was quickly lifted off by the medical staff on a single frame, and the host took the microphone and went to the ring, standing next to Zhao Yan:
"Zhao Yan, congratulations on your incredible victory! Can you tell me how you did it?"
Zhao Yan knew that this interview session was specially arranged for him by Nie Shouren, so he said cooperatively:
"I have practiced traditional martial arts since I was a child and have been practicing for more than ten years, so I have the strength I have today."
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The audience burst into warm applause again.
Before this game, everyone did not believe that Chuanwu could fight, but just now Zhao Yan made everyone change their minds with an incredible game.
"Can you tell me what kind of martial arts you practice?"
"I practice a lot, including Bajiquan, Taijiquan, Phi Zhang, and Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt. The moment I stepped on the ring just now, I used the shock kick of Bajiquan; the moment I threw the opponent out, I used Taichi The fist hand wields the pipa, and the opponent's low-sweeping leg is resisted, using the Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt; the final blow to end the battle, the Iron Mountain Support of the Baji Quan is used."
Zhao Yan gave a detailed explanation.
If he didn't explain it, most people would probably only be able to recognize his last move of Iron Mountain.
After hearing his explanation, the audience burst into warm applause again.
The comments in the live broadcast room were all '666'.
"Can you tell me your next plan?"
The host continued to ask.
"I plan to join the UFC, promote Chinese martial arts in the world's highest fighting arena, and let the world see the power of our traditional martial arts!"
"good--"
As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, the whole audience burst into applause and excitement.
This made Zhao Yan suddenly feel a little emotional.
In fact, despite the fact that many people on the Internet scolded Chuanwu fiercely, they felt that Chuanwu could not be fought, and that the things left by our ancestors were not good and had been eliminated by the times.
In fact, if Chuanwu can really shine in the ring one day, the vast majority of Chinese people will be honored, proud and proud.
Probably, although the national football team has been scolded for too many years, if one day it can reach the World Cup, or even reach the finals and win the championship, it will definitely be celebrated by the whole country and countless people will be crazy about it!
【You have started the 'Road to Glory'】
Suddenly, a line of font appeared in front of Zhao Yan's eyes.
He was startled, and immediately called up his martial arts attribute panel, and saw a message refreshed:
[The road to glory has begun, please let more people witness the Chinese martial arts, believe in the Chinese martial arts, and recreate the glory of the Chinese martial arts within a month]
[Note: After reaching the Road to Glory, the [Chinese Martial Arts Glory] skill will continue to be upgraded]
[Glory of National Martial Arts: Once you have acquired this skill, you should recite this name and keep this intention]
[The glory of Chinese martial arts is not just your glory]
"This is."
Zhao Yan was stunned.
He didn't expect that the Chinese martial arts attribute panel would have such changes.
Then he discovered that there was an additional column at the bottom of his personal attributes:
[Road to Glory: 17568/10000000]
In other words, to achieve the road to glory, he needs to let at least 10 million people witness the glory of national martial arts within a month!
In this competition just now, he had allowed more than 10,000 people to witness the power of Chinese martial arts.
The skill [Glory of Chinese Martial Arts] is undoubtedly Zhao Yan’s most important skill so far, bar none.
Without this skill, he would have died countless times!
Now that [Guoshu Glory] has reached Level 3, he cannot continue to upgrade for the time being. He originally thought that this was because his current personal level was not enough, and he should be able to upgrade after he continued to improve from Wusheng.
But now it seems that this is a change in the subsequent upgrade method of [Guoshu Glory], and it no longer relies solely on skill points to upgrade.
"Now that you have acquired this skill, you should recite this name and keep this mind."
Zhao Yan recited this sentence silently in his heart. This is the explanation of the [National Martial Arts Glory] skill on the attribute panel.
Looking at the thousands of cheering spectators at the scene, he suddenly understood that sentence:
"The glory of Chinese martial arts is not just yours alone!"
PS: The upgrade of [Glory of Chinese Martial Arts] will be a theme throughout this book, so it will definitely not be limited to spreading the Glory of Chinese Martial Arts in the real world. The ring competition will only be a plot, not the focus.
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