"Brother Heizi upstairs, you have a way to hear what you said! Give me some advice." Someone asked immediately.

Kuroko immediately replied: "I'm just showing you a way, but I can't tell you how to go. After all, the country's attitude towards underground black boxing is ambiguous now. If the venue is investigated, I will have no money to make money. But I can tell you honestly that every city has underground black boxing rings, but some are formal and some are very dark, and people will die! If you don't have the ability, don't go to irregular ones."

"Brother Heizi, just give me some advice. I have learned a lot of kung fu, but it is useless."

"What skills have you learned?"

"Xingyiquan!"

"Xingyiquan? Not bad, then, have you learned to raise your head in the snake-shaped snake?"

"What is a snake raising its head?" the other party was stunned.

"Forget it, don't ask. What you learned is not regular Xingyiquan, and you don't even have a snake's head raising. It must be empty. The empty frame looks good, and it's nothing to beat two ordinary people, but when you get on the black boxing ring, you don't even know how you die. I won't say it, I'll go!" After Heizi said that, he didn't move.

Everyone continued to discuss, but more of the discussion was about underground black fist.

Wang Tian forgot that even if he didn't read it, whether in China or other countries, in order to improve the quality of the whole people, he vigorously advocates the whole people's martial arts practice! This has led to the growing growth of martial arts schools like the Xiaoxiang Martial Arts Hall. Similarly, the status of warriors has also increased. The stronger the strength, the higher the status. Some martial arts masters are even often received by national leaders.

As for money, a truly renowned master is not short of money at all, and countless disciples drive to the door to deliver money.

With the rise of martial arts craze, China fell into an embarrassing situation. There are many martial arts schools in China, blooming everywhere, and people who practice martial arts are everywhere, and there are also martial arts classes in schools. Just about the popularity of martial arts practice, I am afraid that few countries in the world can catch up with China.

However, in international competitions, few Chinese people appear!

At present, in the top ten international competitions, only one monk named Xiuchan is included in the top ten in the CNC International League. The 23rd place is also a Sanda master named Fang Shan. The remaining top 50 are all occupied by foreign masters!

For a time, the whole world was slandering Chinese Kung Fu, and the Chinese government was powerless. Perhaps because of the great pressure from the outside world, China's investment in martial arts became increasingly inclined. Even the existence of black boxing was acquiesced.

This is to learn from some Southeast Asian countries and train masters in blood and fire.

Seeing this, Wang Tian estimated his strength. He really beat the average black fist! The most important thing is that he has the support of Wanjie Live Broadcasting Platform. If he doesn't believe it, he can't rise yet!

Before he knew it, it was already dark. Wang Tian had no habit of spending the night outside. After getting off the plane, he ordered a bowl of Lanzhou ramen in a nearby small restaurant, filled his stomach, and rode his bike to the rental house.

However, when passing by an alley, trouble comes.

"Here! It's him! Come on, beat me!" More than 20 people in front of him blocked the alley tightly. Wang Tian turned his head and more than a dozen people ran out from behind. On both sides, there were 40 guys holding sticks in their hands!

Wang Tian quickly shouted: "Wait a minute, have you recognized the wrong person?"

"Wang Tian, ​​others will admit their mistakes, but I won't admit their mistakes! Beat me!" Liu Zhihao rushed out of the crowd and shouted.

Seeing this, Wang Tian was furious; "So it's you, a grandson! You can't beat me during the day, so you can find a crowd to beat me at night?"

Liu Zhihao sneered: "So what if you beat you up in groups? You embarrass me in front of the eldest lady, I will help you loosen your muscles and bones!"

"Don't come over, otherwise I'm not polite!" Wang Tian shouted.

Liu Zhihao spat and said, "I have forty people. Do you think you are four Ip Man? Fight forty?"

While speaking, forty people rushed up with a whistle. It was obvious that Liu Zhihao didn't plan to talk nonsense anymore!

At the critical moment, Wang Tian jumped off the bicycle, turned around and kicked it. The bicycle flew out with a bang. Two or three people behind him were knocked over to the ground on the spot. The dozen people behind him rushed and stumbled into pieces.

At this time, more than twenty people in front had already rushed over. Fortunately, the alley was narrow and only three people could face Shang Wang Tian head-on.

Wang Tian was not nervous, and shouted loudly, and his momentum was like a rainbow!

Wang Tian was never a person who would be afraid, otherwise he would not have quarreled with Xiao Ya in the conference room. When he was in college, although Fatty Sun was protecting him, everyone actually understood that Fatty Sun was saving others! The reason why Wang Tian was called the King of Heaven is because this guy has a temper. It is not easy for the king of Heaven to come. He is ruthless and fights are desperate. Everyone has a headache when they see it.

Now that Wang Tian has learned Lei Fang's Tai Chi, he understands more clearly that a warrior's kung fu is second to his strength, but his own momentum cannot be weak! Once his strength is weak, he will not be able to exert several levels of kung fu!

Wang Tian advanced instead of retreating, his hands were arched left and right, and his speed was extremely fast. The moment his legs changed, he had already pulled one person's stick and thrust into the other person's face with a bang. The other party's eyes rolled and he was knocked unconscious on the spot!

The other hand turns into a fist. The most powerful attack in Tai Chi is the fist, and the fist imitates the hammer!

In ancient times, military generals were all powerful generals. For example, Li Yuanba was rampant for an era and no one could afford to offend him.

Wang Tian threw his fist out, just like a meteor hammer, and with a thud, another person was smashed and flew out!

At the same time, Wang Tian raised his leg and kicked it from bottom to top. One person was kicked to pieces and his chin was broken, so he soared into the air and fell to the ground!

The three of them fell to the ground and disrupted the others' pace!

Wang Tian rushed forward with the trend, attacked continuously with his fists, and his body was stunning, and there were constant sounds of thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thump

But Wang Tian was just a person after all, with a narrow place and a few hits in the sticks!

However, although Wang Tian's fist was hard, his body was like cotton. When he hit it, he immediately felt soft, and the rest was gone. The rest was no longer powerful. In this way, Wang Tian was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing left and right, and hitting a group of gangsters screamed in tears!
Chapter completed!