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"The successor of Ship Quan was KO'd by modern fighting!"

“Shaolin boxing was KO’d by modern fighting!”

"Seven Star Mantis Fist KOs Modern Fighting!"

"Bajiquan KOs modern fighting!"

The King of Fighters showdown is going on every day, with Chuanwu VS fighting scenes taking place. Generally speaking, Chuanwu loses more.

If Chuan Wu fights against modern fighting players, 80% of them will lose in the early stage.

However, as the game entered the second half, this situation began to slowly reverse, and a group of capable martial arts masters won one after another.

For example, Li Ting played seven or eight consecutive games with a hard-hitting Baji without ever losing. No one could pass a single move in his hands.

There is also a young man who came out of the mountains. His name is Sun Tianbao. He is 1.6 meters tall, short and thin. He is an expert in monkey boxing. He is erratic and makes every opponent he encounters miserable.

In addition, Wudang, Shaolin, Qingcheng Mountain, Emei, and several river-crossing dragons from Hong Kong Island also passed all the way and became popular hits.

These people all have one thing in common, that is, they can fight.

Not only is his sect's martial arts superb, he is also proficient in modern fighting and has a deep understanding of modern fighting.

For example, a certain Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain came up with a hug and then knocked out his opponent with a crossbar. The entire audience was stunned.

…

"That's good, Xiao Li. He has entered the top ten. Congratulations. You played well this time. That elbow just now was very fierce."

After Li Ting finished the match, he was sitting by the ring to rest and drink water. Zhang Wei came over and said.

Since he became a referee, Zhang Wei had seen many masters and was deeply impressed by Li Ting. In addition, they both practiced Bajiquan. After chatting for a while, he realized that the opponent also had a relationship with Ding Xiu.

Li Ting's Baji Fajin was taught by Ding Xiu.

In his own Bajiquan system, Ding Xiu can be regarded as half a teacher.

In this way, the two of them are still brothers in the same discipline.

With Ding Xiu's relationship, the two of them are very close.

"Phew!" Li Ting said, holding his chest that was feeling tight, "The more we get to the back, the more masters there are, and I am a little overwhelmed. I almost didn't make it through today's match."

The first few games are easy, but whoever makes it to the later stages has no skill.

From instant kills to now stalemate fights, each fight is harder than the last. Today's fight is with the Taoist Master from Qingcheng Mountain. The opponent practices foreign martial arts and his fists are not generally hard.

He barely managed to win after firing two punches in a row.

Zhang Wei said with a smile: "It's pretty good that you've made it this far. Don't look at the people who have been fighting until now. They have been practicing fighting for many years, and you only have so many years."

The players who have fought so far all have a lot of actual combat experience, and Li Ting has the least actual combat experience.

However, he has grown up very quickly. He was still very young when he started fighting, and now he can beat amateur boxers even if he doesn't work hard.

In terms of strength, Li Ting is definitely a little master.

This is just due to his lack of actual combat experience. If he plays like this every day, after a year and a half, he will definitely be able to step into high-end combat power and become a true master.

Li Ting grinned. This is why he came here. Because there are actual battles to fight here. He can feel that he is making progress every time he fights. He enjoys this kind of releasing his full strength more and more, wandering around in the world. The feeling between hitting someone and being hit.

"Brother Zhang, you're not too old, right? Why don't you sign up?"

Zhang Wei shook his head: "I'm different from you. I'm too bullying when I go on stage."

He wanted to go too, but Ding Xiu wouldn't let him.

But like he said, he was too bullying when he came on stage.

The King of Fighters will never allow professional boxers to compete, and he is a retired special forces soldier who is even more exaggerated than a professional boxer.

He has been walking on the line of life and death all year round, and has had countless lives on his hands. Letting him play in this kind of entertainment competition is completely a dimensionality reduction attack and bullying of children.

He also practiced Baji Jin, but Li Ting couldn't do more than three moves in his hands.

"Let's practice if you have time?" Li Ting's eyes lit up, and he instantly became energetic.

"Okay, I'll give you a few punches after this time is over."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. Don't say anything else. It's time for dinner soon. Come on, I'll buy you a drink."

Ignoring his bruised ribs, Li Ting stood up, put a hand on Zhang Wei's shoulder, and was about to pull him to drink.

"Don't worry, I haven't gotten off work yet. I still have two games to finish. Just wait for me for half an hour."

"Damn, I forgot that you are the referee, so I will change my clothes first and see you later."

Half an hour later, Zhang Wei and Li Ting changed their clothes and walked out of the gym side by side.

Today's event is over, and the audience is coming out one after another. Those who are in groups wearing the same clothes are either boxing gyms or some sects. At this time, some people are happy and some are sad.

The winner will naturally have a happy face and accept the thanks from those around him with a smile.

The loser had a sad face, a bruised nose and a swollen face, pulled down the brim of his hat, buried his head and left.

"Hey, stop!"

Hearing the voice behind them, Li Ting and Zhang Wei turned around.

Not far away, a man in his thirties, with a short hair and a scar on his face, who drank Coke through a straw, was surrounded by people.

This call to "stop" was from him.

"Friend, are you a bit harsh?"

Facing seven or eight martial arts practitioners, the scarred man put one hand in his pocket, took a sip of coke calmly, shrugged and said, "Are you sure? I've already shown mercy."

"What the hell..."

After hearing this, someone rushed up to fight.

The person who lost in the ring was their senior brother. His palms were dried out and two ribs were broken. He is still lying in the hospital. The doctor said that from now on, let alone boxing, masturbation will be a problem.

They were so angry that they came over to find a place. They originally planned to make a new appointment to force the other party to apologize and vent their anger on the senior brother. They didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant. Who the hell wouldn't be angry after hearing this.

Facing the seven or eight people swarming forward, the man stepped forward, bent his knees, bent over, turned his head to avoid the fist, and then the fist holding the Coke can accurately landed on the cheek of the person in front.

"boom!"

The punch was so powerful that the man who was hit was sent flying two to three meters. After he landed, he foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Clang!"

Throwing away the crushed Coke can, the man bit the straw and joked: "I was scared to death. What are you doing?"

"grass!"

"Fuck him!"

After the words fell, they were greeted only by a sweeping whip leg. As expected, the person who was whipped flew out again, lying on the ground clutching his waist and wailing. The onlookers felt pain when they saw it.

Although Scar Man has a scar on his face, his overall temperament looks lazy, frivolous, and a bit cynical when he is quiet.

But when you use your hands, you realize how terrifying it is.

Standing 1.8 meters tall, he looks not strong, but his frame is extremely thick. His arms are like ape arms, and they are so fierce that he can knock back four or five people with a combination of punches in an instant.

No one who was hit by him got up again. All of them lost their fighting ability in one blow. There was no other way, so they punched and punched.