The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Linhai City, Shangwutang Fight Club.

Under the leadership of Yang Lin, Yang Chen slowly walked into a martial arts training ground full of ancient charm.

On the neat weapon racks, there are spears and short knives. In front of stone locks, sandbags, and wooden dummy posts, a dozen strong young men are training with their upper bodies sweating profusely.

Yang Chen nodded, and said to Yang Lin: "These young people have very good qualifications,"

"Their qualifications are indeed good, but I always feel that I have no idea. After all, tomorrow's game is related to the face of our Xia people. I really don't want to lose."

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Our Xia Kingdom's traditional martial arts have indeed declined over the years, but that doesn't mean they have no actual combat ability. Let me give you some advice, and their actual combat ability will greatly increase."

Yang Lin was overjoyed when he heard that, "If Mr. Yang makes a righteous move, there is hope for victory in this match!"

After speaking, Yang Lin clapped his hands a few times, and the on-site training immediately stopped.

"Everyone, this Mr. Yang is the martial arts master I invited for everyone. He will give you some practical tactical guidance."

"Mr. Yang, we all know that you value this game, but you can't be fooled by this kind of liar!"

Before Yang Lin finished speaking, a young man covered in tendons interrupted his words, and walked in front of Yang Chen with a contemptuous smile.

"Ma Long, don't say that about Mr. Yang, he is not a liar!"

"Whether you're a liar or not, you'll know after practicing. After all, there are too many 'masters' now."

While talking, Ma Long approached Yang Chen, pressing his knuckles with a loud bang.

"Ma Long! Don't be presumptuous!"

Yang Chen raised his hand to stop Yang Lin, and said with a smile: "This brother is right. The decline of traditional martial arts has a lot to do with those fake masters who bluff and deceive. As a martial arts practitioner, it is necessary to use Fist let those trash get out of the martial arts world, if he wants to prove my strength, I am willing to fight him."

"Mr. Yang, isn't this too rude?"

"Of course not." Yang Chen smiled lightly, "I believe there must be some people who doubt me among your brothers, so let's verify it together."

"One...together?"

"Yes, together, so as not to go up one by one, it's a waste of my time."

Ma Long's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Are you mocking me? Or are you insulting the sport of fighting?"

"People who practice martial arts don't have to be so sensitive, I'm just telling the truth."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he walked to the side of the ring in two steps, jumped over the two-meter-high rope with ease, and landed firmly on the ring.

Ma Long looked at Yang Chen with a little more attention. A person with a jumping ability of more than two meters must have some strength.

After walking up the steps to the ring, Ma Long looked at Yang Chen solemnly, "Do you still insist on us going up together?"

Yang Chen nodded calmly, "Fighting and martial arts are actually the same in essence, they are both killing skills on the battlefield, and on the real battlefield, there will never be a one-on-one fair duel."

"it is good!"

As soon as Ma Long waved his hand, five or six boxers immediately stepped onto the ring, stood beside Ma Long, and surrounded Yang Chen in a fan shape.

Yang Lin, who was in the audience, hurriedly called the coach of the team and asked him to come on stage as a referee, but Yang Chen stopped him again.

"Mr. Yang, I want to establish a simple rule for this match. As long as they can punch me or kick me, I will lose."

Ma Long couldn't hold back at that moment, and shouted in a cold voice: "Your surname is Yang! You are too arrogant!"

"Sometimes, arrogance requires capital." Yang Chen smiled slightly, "There is no time limit for this round, you can keep fighting until you admit defeat."

"it is good!"

Ma Long shouted violently, and punched Yang Chen directly in the face with a powerful straight punch.

Yang Chen made a wrong step, and easily dodged the punch with a dodge.

However, he did not take the opportunity to fight back, but smiled, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand hooked his fingers towards everyone on the ring.

"It's self-defeating, no wonder we, let's go together!"

After Ma Long yelled, everyone pulled up their postures, raised their fists and attacked Yang Chen from all angles.

In the small arena, Yang Chen's movement space was severely restricted under the blockade of several people's positions. At this time, everyone launched a forbidden attack, which almost blocked all of Yang Chen's dodging space.

"The fist is like a shooting star and the legs are like a whip. One step hits the sky. The punch is so slow, how can there be any strength?"

boom--

Hearing Yang Chen's angry reprimand, a boxer's body suddenly lifted off the ground, flew straight out of the ring and fell to the floor.

"The meaning of the footwork lies in the combination of the virtual and the real. The virtual is the real, and the real is the virtual. Your center of gravity is so unstable. How is it different from the wooden dummy?"

boom--

Another figure flew up into the air and fell off the ring.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone in Ma Long, Yang Chen's body was like a phantom, like a butterfly wearing a flower, walking under the attack of the crowd, and the attack that seemed impossible to escape was caught by him every time. He narrowly avoided it, and took advantage of the momentum to counterattack, knocking a boxer off the ring.

Ma Long's attacks became more and more urgent, but Yang Chen became more and more calm. In the end, he even closed his eyes, avoiding the attacks of several boxers with only his hearing.

boom--

bang bang-

Three more people were kicked off the ring, and only Ma Long was left standing opposite Yang Chen.

Ma Long was panting, sweating profusely, and most of his physical strength had been exhausted.

On the other hand, Yang Chen didn't change his face, his color didn't grow, it was no different from before the competition started.

"Mr. Yang, I admit defeat!"

Ma Long already understood at this time that he had met a real master today.So he decisively cupped his fists and bowed his head to admit defeat.

Yang Chen opened his eyes, looked at Ma Long and smiled slightly.

"I said before that the essence of all kung fu is to kill people. If you are on the battlefield at this time, if you admit defeat, it is tantamount to handing over your life to the opponent."

Yang Chen walked down the ring calmly, and continued: "However, now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, Kung Fu is a sport for strengthening the body, so you don't have to care too much about winning or losing. You are already a qualified fighter."

"Mr. Yang has won the award, I am ashamed." Ma Long clasped his fists, showing shame, "I apologize to Mr. Yang for my previous rudeness!"

"No, as a martial arts practitioner, the aura of fighting for strength is essential. If you really don't have the aura, I will look down on you instead."

Yang Chen smiled and said to Yang Lin: "Brothers like you, your aptitude is above average, but in a hurry, I'm afraid there's not much I can do."

Yang Lin quickly said: "Mr. Yang will do his best, as long as they fight with all their strength, whether they win or lose depends on God's will!"

"Well, you keep the people who will compete tomorrow, and leave all the others. They are not allowed to come in without my permission. I will conduct a fully enclosed training for them here."

"Have you all heard what Mr. Yang said? Except for those who will compete tomorrow, all the others will go out!"

With Yang Lin's order, more than half of the people in the training hall quickly left, leaving only a few boxers and Yang Lin who had competed with Yang Chen before.

"President Yang, please go out too."

"Oh, good good!"

Facing Yang Chen's eviction order, Yang Lin did not show any displeasure, and left the training hall obediently.

After the door of the training hall was closed, Yang Chen's face became serious, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one.

"Everyone, what I'm going to teach you next may overturn your previous understanding of fighting. If you understand it, stay here. If you don't understand it, please leave."

……

In the backyard of the training hall, Yang Lin was sitting under a sycamore tree with dense foliage, and beside him stood a beautiful woman in black.

"Boss, are you sure Yang Chen can help us win tomorrow's game?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Lin's mouth, "I don't care if I win the game or not."

"Then, why do you want Yang Chen to call them?"

"I just want the boss to see that Yang Chen is on my side, that's all."

The beauty in black looked puzzled, "Boss, is Yang Chen really so important?"

"Believe my judgment, his coming to the city will definitely not be as simple as traveling, and I believe that this person will eventually reshuffle the situation where the eight major families of the Xia Kingdom are entrenched."