Under everyone's gaze, Huang Xiake's figure walked out of the corner. When he was a few meters away from the ring, he exerted his feet and his body shot out like a crossbow arrow. A six-meter-long distance arrived in an instant. When he approached the ring, he turned around and jumped onto the ring like a dry land.

Boom! Huang Xiake's feet fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound, as if even the entire ring was trembling.

"Haha, now there is finally a big figure with great importance, Huang Xiake, the principal of Sheng'an Martial Arts School."

"Damn it, it's so big. This underground black boxing world can alarm people like Huang Xiake."

"Don't worry about those who have or not, now as long as anyone can defeat Zhao Pu, regardless of whether his identity is black or white."

"Yes, please take action quickly and remove this powerful Taekwondo stick. I feel disgusted when I see him."

"Where is Doctor Ji? Why didn't he come out?"

...

There were endless cheers around the ring, all cheering for Huang Xiake.

"Principal Huang, if you remember correctly, you Sheng'an Martial Arts School practices Taizu Changquan, right?" Zhao Pu looked at Huang Xiake with a squinted look, without any respect for his predecessors, and asked arrogantly.

"Your memory is pretty good."

Huang Xiake pretended to be angry and snorted: "Since you have such a good memory, you should remember everything you should remember, but how can you, Zhao Pu, forget what your surname is? Do you still remember that you are the descendants of Yan and Huang?"

Old Dog, this play is realistic enough.

While Zhao Pu gave a thumbs up in his heart, he didn't care about this sarcasm at all. He twisted his waist casually, waved his neck and said proudly: "The underground black fist world is no rules, and the truth is the hard fist."

"Let's talk less nonsense. We have seen real tricks on our fists and feet. We have long wanted to discuss with you. See what is the mystery of Taizu Changquan, which can gain a foothold in Zhonghai City. Principal Huang, please give me advice!"

“As you wish.”

This is the ring, the place to fight black fist. So what if you have a good lip skills? After all, fists are the king!

Zhao Pu and Huang Xiake went to war head-on.

The result of this battle is unsurprising.

Not to mention that Huang Xiake took Zhao Zhangduo's money, he was destined to lose. Even if he didn't charge the money, he would not have the upper hand against Zhao Pu, the Taekwondo black belt, based on his martial arts cultivation.

Zhao Pu has been able to get to this point entirely by real swords and guns. As a practical martial art, it has to be said that Taekwondo's achievements in some aspects are commendable and affirmed.

Bang. Huang Xiake and Zhao Pu punched each other head-on.

Then Huang Xiake couldn't control his body and took a few steps back and barely stood firm beside the ring. At this time, his cheeks turned red and his body was shaking. Anyone could tell that he was not good enough.

"Zhao Pu, your Taekwondo is indeed amazing. I am willing to give it a disadvantage. If you win this game, our Sheng'an Martial Arts School will admit defeat. But if you lose, you will not lose. Please tell me clearly. Next year, my Sheng'an Martial Arts School will come to fight again. At that time, I will never stop with you."

After Huang Xiake said this, he turned around and jumped off the ring, leaving without looking back.

The whole audience suddenly fell into tranquility.

The students from the Taekwondo Hall were the first to wake up from the shock and screamed wildly. The spectators around looked at each other in disbelief.

"No, right? Isn't this principal of the Sheng'an Martial Arts School quite awesome? Why did he admit defeat if he couldn't handle it for five minutes?"

"Although I don't understand martial arts, I always feel something is wrong."

"Are they two fighting fake punches?"

"That's not true? Sheng'an Martial Arts School is a famous martial arts school after all. How could it be shot in the foot? Huang Xiake definitely wouldn't do such a job that he would smash his job."

...

There were many people talking for a while.

"Ji Nian, do you see any clues?" Song Tan asked sideways.

"Fighting fake punches." Ji Nian made a decision without hesitation at all.

"Really? Are you sure?" Song Tan couldn't help asking.

"Brother Tan, I can be 100% sure, but no one believes it even if I say it. Zhao Pu is indeed good at it, but it is impossible to defeat Huang Xiake in just a few minutes."

"With those two people's strength, they must at least be able to decide the winner from a hundred moves. Just fight for this, and I can tell that there is something wrong with this Huang Xiake. What else can the problem in the underground black boxing world be? Isn't it just a fake punch?"

"Didn't someone just say that the principals of the top ten martial arts schools have come? Brother Tan, I have a bold idea. I don't know if I guess right?" As Ji Nian said, a cold and sarcastic look appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me," Song Tan asked curiously.

"Today's principals of these ten martial arts schools are probably here to make wedding dresses for Zhao Pu."

"Impossible? Could it be that they are all crazy? If this matter is exposed, these ten martial arts schools will definitely be discredited and they will never be able to recruit any more students. Will they really do such a thing as cutting off their own way out?" Although Song Tan thought that those people would not do this, the more they talked about it, the less confident they were.

In today's era, will the principals of those martial arts schools really not do this?

"Maybe I guessed wrong? Let's see if you continue." Ji Nian's words brought up a sense of sadness. He really hoped that his guess was wrong.

As long as Ji Nian guessed wrongly, it at least proved that the principals of these ten martial arts schools still had the minimum martial arts literacy and did not lose face of national martial arts. But if they guessed correctly, the impact would be too bad. A group of principals who practiced traditional orthodox national martial arts willingly bowed to Taekwondo for money.

If this is spread, it will be more than just a joke, and it will be embarrassing to go abroad.

"Zhao Pu, my Longmen Martial Arts School Meishan bids you."

"Come on." Zhao Pu waved his hand and felt awe-inspiring in battle.

In an instant, he fought with Meishanbo, but the result was surprisingly similar. In less than five minutes, Meishanbo also staggered to the edge of the ring and shouted with grief and anger: "Zhao Pu, your Taekwondo is indeed great, but my Longmen Martial Arts School will never give up. Wait, let's fight again next year."

After saying that, Mei Shanbei jumped off the ring and disappeared from everyone's sight in three steps.

The students in Taekwondo Hall were in a state of excitement.

"Zhao Pu, Xia Jianghe, Tengda Martial Arts School, asked for a fight!"

"Luo Zhixun, a new martial arts school, asked for a fight!"

"Ye Chen, the Wing Chun Martial Arts School, asked for a fight!"

...

The challenge has never stopped. Since the defeat of the Sheng'an Martial Arts School, the principals of the other nine martial arts schools in the Martial Arts Association have all jumped out to declare war on Zhao Pu. The result is almost like a copy, and they all admit defeat within five minutes.

"This is too fake, right? Can't we be fools? Who can't see such a fake drama? Could it be that the principals of these ten martial arts schools are crazy?" Li Weiyang said dazedly, still unwilling to believe that what we saw in front of us was true.

"You guessed it right. The Wushu Association has been bribed by the Zhao family. He actually dared to cheat collectively!" Song Tan frowned tightly, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

"Sad national skills, ridiculous world." Ji Nian sighed disappointedly.

In the VIP room.

When one martial arts school principal after another went down the ring, Ji Shanggong's eyes flashed violently for a few moments, but in the end he returned to calm and said mockingly: "Chen Xiao, you really guessed it. The martial arts association has completely rotted. The group of people don't even distinguish between the minimum black and white, and dare to do such dirty things. Does money have such great magic? It can tempt them to give up their dignity and give up their inheritance, and be willing to be a stepping stone."

"The Dongzhou Provincial Martial Arts Association did not rot just now, but it had rotten long ago."

Chen Xiao's lips sneered, "After that incident, it was already unbearable. A group of villains who were fucking villains could do anything. However, these villains wanted to damage the reputation of national martial arts, but they were still far from qualified. They had not understood the essence of national martial arts, so how could they teach their disciples? Brother Wolf, since they have all fallen, let's take action."

As he spoke, Chen Xiao stood up and looked at Zhao Pu who was showing off his might on the ring, with a chill in his eyes.

"I will fight for national justice, I will fight for sectarian reputation, and I will fight for clean up my portals. Brother Wolf, I will pick the boxing champion tonight and relocate the entire underground black boxing world to our Qinglian City."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Ji Shanggong nodded in a high spirit.

"I won't let your expectations down."

Chen Xiao held the window edge with both hands, roared and jumped down from the third floor, and his whole body fell from the sky like a meteor.

"Zhao Pu, I'll fight you!"

The entire boxing ring was instantly dull.

Isn't it? Who is this guy? He is so fierce. He jumped down without blinking his eyes. He is so brave that even the principals of the top ten martial arts schools just now dare not try it.

What is surprising is that the man who emerged in such a posture did not suffer even a slight injury.

"Good brother."

"You are here on behalf of our Chinese martial arts?"

"Fuck them to death."

...

Now it's good that the hatred of the spectators was suddenly mobilized.

"Who can you kill us? Just by your weak chickens, you can kill us? Wait, this guy will be defeated by our library owner."

"The owner of the museum is invincible."

"The owner of the museum, beat him up and pissed him off, let him show off his handsomeness!"

"Parassive, who do you mean?"

"I'm talking about you, I'm not convinced. If I don't agree, I'll find a place to practice alone. Let's see if my Taekwondo can kick your eggs."

"Oh, I'm so angry, go, just practice."

...

The spectators and the Taekwondo Dormitory students began to quarrel.

"Chen Xiao? It's you!"

Almost as Chen Xiao appeared, Ji Nian, who had originally looked peaceful, suddenly shook his body, rushed to the window, locked the figure on the ring, and was inexplicably excited.

...
Chapter completed!