Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Before he could speak, a thin figure had jumped onto it with a whoosh.

When the people below saw someone going up to challenge, they roared and cheered.

Zhang Nian saw the lock, and frowned.

To be honest, he was worried about the same thing as Tang Shan.

Moreover, since I haven't seen him for so many years, no one knows what Suozi's kung fu is like.

From the looks of it now, the fat man had already won.

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous. Don't you, President Zhang, have no one who can see it?"

Seeing the lock coming up, the fat man laughed loudly and said to Zhang Nian.

At this time, the people below also began to get restless.

"This man looks skinny, probably won't fight three rounds."

"As the saying goes, one force can reduce ten meetings, this little skinny man just waits to be beaten."

"It's true what people say. This president has just taken office, so it's true that he can't find any powerful roles."

While everyone was talking, they heard Suozi say in a deep voice.

"Fatty, although I don't know what sect you are, I still want to advise you, don't judge people by their appearance, otherwise, you may die without knowing how you died."

As soon as Suozi finished speaking, the fat man trembled violently.

He looked at the lock strangely.

I don't know why, but at this moment, a permeating coldness erupted from Suozi's body inexplicably.

The chill ran from the fat man's feet all the way to his forehead.

The fat man quickly shook his head, and when he looked at Suozi again, everything returned to normal.

When he was wondering, he only heard a gong next to him.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, a thin figure rushed forward with a whoosh.

The fat man snorted coldly, and his hands sank down suddenly.

Only a bang was heard.

Suo Zi took two steps back in an instant.

His white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he whispered.

"Iron cloth shirt covered with gold bell?"

The fat man laughed and said.

"It's not bad, old thing. Even if you still have some eyesight, I have practiced this golden bell cover for more than 30 years. How do you fight?"

However, before he could finish his sentence, Suozi rushed up again.

At this time, Zhang Nian next to him was a little worried.

Of course he knew that the fat man was the successor of the golden bell before, and he also knew where the fat man's valve was.

But at this time he cannot cheat.

Moreover, originally he wanted to remind Suozi, who knew that Suozi was too anxious.

Just thinking about it, I only heard a bang.

Zhang Nian looked up and saw the fat man grabbed the lock by the neck.

With an effort, he lifted the lock directly.

The emotions of the audience below were fired to a high point in an instant.

Everyone cheered together, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

The fat man stared at the lock and sneered.

"Old man, I'm afraid you haven't died before, but you dare to come up to challenge me so rashly. Since you want to stand out, you should investigate the other party carefully beforehand."

At this moment, Shuozi was sobbing in his throat, unable to speak at all.

And the veins on the fat man's hands popped up, and he began to exert force slowly.

Seeing that Shuo Zi's consciousness was not very clear, he said softly.

"Don't worry, if you kill you, I will go and kill that pretentious president. I can also be the president of the martial arts association."

Seeing the situation here, Zhang Nian was shocked and was about to ask Secretary Wang to stop the game.

Suddenly, I saw that the already soft lock suddenly froze.

Just when Zhang Nian frowned, he instantly grabbed the fat man's arm.

"Wow!"

There was a burst of amazement in the crowd.

However, their voices have not yet fallen.

The lock made a cross in an instant, pinched the fat man's wrist with both hands and twisted it violently.

A click.

It was the sound of bones breaking.

With such a quick skill, the fat man didn't react at all.

When his arm broke suddenly and a sharp pain spread to his hand, he was startled and reacted.

At the same time, the whole body was powerless, and he fell to the ground with a common sound.

Howled in pain.

Seeing the scene on stage, everyone was stunned.

At this time, Shuozi stood up from the ring, patted the dirt on his body, looked at the fat man coldly, and said in a low voice.

"If you want to bring down Chairman Zhang, step on me first."

The fat man didn't have any intention to listen to what he said at this time, he just shouted.

"Help, help!"

Secretary Wang looked at Zhang Nian, but did not dare to speak.

Zhang Nian sneered, waved his hand, and said.

"Call someone to carry it down."

Secretary Wang nodded, and then walked over there.

After the fat man was carried down, the host of the conference began to announce the previous roster, and stepped forward to compete one by one.

Shuo Zi's list was originally at the back, so it was not his turn for the time being.

After several rounds of elimination, it was Tang Shan's turn.

Tang Shan represents Bajiquan, and he is facing the master Tiexianquan who is also known for his toughness.

The two of them were old acquaintances, but Iron Fist never joined the Wushu Association because he despised the Wushu Association under the rule of Ichiro Guimoto.

Tang Shan stood on the ring, said with a smile.

"Iron Wire Fist Master Hong, I have long admired and respected you."

"Master Tang, Bajiquan, why are you here?"

Master Hong sneered.

Tang Shan frowned, pointed to the gate of the Martial Arts Association and said.

"This door is open to welcome heroes from all sects, why can't I come?"

Master Hong looked at Zhang Nian who was sitting on the main seat, and said.

"I heard that the president Zhang met Master Tang when he came back from outside a long time ago, and the two of you even opened a martial arts gym together in the most busy place. Is this true?"

Hearing this, Tang Shan knew in his heart what Master Hong meant.

It seems that Ichiro Guimoto still has the stamina to get the Wuxie back then.

Many people who know themselves may still feel that they got here because of Zhang Niancai.

And he was just going through the motions when he came to the stage, and it may have been pre-determined.

Thinking of this, Tang Shan raised his hand and said.

"My coming here has nothing to do with Zhang Nian. If Master Hong doesn't believe it, just try our best and we'll see the truth in our kung fu."

Master Hong also turned cold, raised his hand, and said.

"Please!"

call!
Before the words were finished, Master Hong punched him from top to bottom with a whistling sound.

You must know that when this iron wire fist is practicing, it always wears iron rings one by one.

After practicing boxing under the weight of the roll for a long time, after the iron ring is removed, the power of this fist is self-evident.

Tang Shan was stunned for a moment, knowing that this punch could not be resisted forcefully.

I saw him gently dodging to the side.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, it got under Master Hong's ribs.