History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 49: Huayang boxing match

In the blink of an eye, it was the opening day of the Huayang boxing match. Because of the turmoil caused by the massacre of Shura in black, in order to calm the storm and ease the conflict between Chinese and foreigners, the British colonial government made a decision on this match. He also paid much attention to it. Although the foreign superintendent David who was in charge of this matter was greedy for money and lust, and was secretly called a "ghost head" by his subordinate Fei Bo and others, but this time, he did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.

In order to hold the Huayang boxing match beautifully, Guitou not only requisitioned a large indoor square, but also recruited more than 200 disciples from Hong Zhennan Wuguan to do free volunteer work. Therefore, although the time is short Some, but the whole venue is very spacious and bright.

Ye Wen brought Jiang Chen, Huang Liang, Xu Shichang and others to the arena hall. They came not too early or too late. There were already many people gathered in the hall. There were Chinese, foreigners, and some in shabby clothes Some people were dressed gorgeously, and they took their seats according to the ticket numbers in their hands. On the ring, a group of Hongquan disciples dressed in black had already set up a formation and were practicing Hongquan's moves one by one.

"Master Ye!" Just as Ye Wen, Jiang Chen and others were watching the performance on stage, Hong Zhennan walked over.

"Master Hong!" Ip Man quickly stood up and clasped his fists together, saying politely, "Thank you, Master Hong, for your votes, it allows us to learn more."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Hong Zhennan smiled and waved his hands: "All sects will send people up to perform in a while, you ask your apprentices to prepare as well, and go up together to show their faces later, you can also take this opportunity Promote your Wing Chun school well.”

"Thank you!" Ye Wen's words were full of gratitude. After all, he had been in Hong Kong for too short a time to start a sect. Although Jiang Chen deliberately promoted him before, his qualifications were too shallow. Now there is such a publicity Opportunity is definitely a good thing for the future development of Wing Chun.

Hong Zhennan had other martial arts masters who wanted to greet him, so he didn't show politeness to Ye Wen.

Just as Hong Zhennan greeted the masters of various martial arts gyms in Hong Kong, on the other side of the VIP table, the ghost who was in charge of organizing the Huayang boxing match had a look of displeasure on his face.

At this time, a tall and strong British man walked in from behind, and he patted Guitou's shoulder very enthusiastically: "Hi! Dude!"

"Hello, Taylor!" Seeing the visitor, Guitou hurriedly stood up to greet him, "Before the game, we prepared a program for you!" While speaking, he quickly invited the visitor to sit down, pointing to the Martial arts show.

Taylor is the real name of the British boxing champion "Tornado".

"Thank you!" Tornado thanked, then sat down, looked at Zheng Weiji and others who were performing Hongquan on the ring stage, couldn't help but tilted his head, and asked somewhat inexplicably: "What is this? British pantomime ? Why are they shouting while dancing?"

"..." Hearing the words of the tornado, Guitou shook his head, watching the performance on the ring, with a mocking smile on his face, "Taylor, that's not a British pantomime, it's a Chinese pantomime." Martial arts, they believe, shouting will make them full of strength!"

"Heh!" The corner of Tornado's mouth could not help but sneer, "Really? Then let me give them a reason to scream, okay?"

"Go!" Guitou and the others couldn't help laughing maliciously.

The corner of Tornado's mouth twitched, and then he stood up from the chair and went straight to the ring. He looked at the group of Hongquan disciples who were waving their hands and chopping their feet, his face was full of sarcasm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the tornado is about to try!" Seeing the tornado on stage, the host first said it in English, and then said in Chinese: "The boxing champion seems to be very interested in Chinese martial arts!"

At this time, Zheng Weiji and other Hongquan disciples finally finished practicing a set of boxing techniques, and they were thanking the audience.

"Very good!" Tornado looked at the applauding audience all around, and shrugged his shoulders to express his incomprehension. He felt that he should show what real strength is, so he walked over and looked at the standing at the front of the team. Zheng Weiji smiled and said, "Hit me!"

"Huh?" Zheng Weiji couldn't understand English, so he looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

"Punch me!" Seeing that Zheng Weiji didn't seem to understand what he said, Tornado repeated it, and hit his chest with his fist.

This time, although Zheng Weiji didn't understand, he already understood the meaning of the other party. The ghost in front of him was obviously here to find fault. With a punch, he smashed towards the opponent's chest.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and with his strong physique, Tornado forcibly received the punch without any change in the expression on his face.

"Amazing! Cool!" Seeing that the boxing champion of his own country received the punch from the Chinese without moving, the British in the auditorium immediately gave their boxing champion warm applause.

Feeling the itching strength on his chest, the tornado grabbed Zheng Weiji's fist and taunted: "Use some strength, come on!"

"Hahaha..." Seeing that the boxing champion of their own country seemed to be molesting the boxers of Hua country, the British people in the audience burst into a piercing laugh.

"Come on, come on..." Hearing the ear-piercing laughter from the audience, and seeing the yelling ghost in front of him, Zheng Weiji couldn't help but flash a flash of anger on his face, he knew it was the foreign devils who were bullying him , insulting the Chinese, naturally he would no longer think about keeping his hand, so he raised his hand and punched the opponent **** the head.

The head is the vital part of the human body. Although the tornado is a bit arrogant, it is not stupid. Naturally, it is impossible to let Zheng Weiji's punch hit his head, and immediately raised his hand to block Zheng Weiji's right fist. Then a simple uppercut, relying on strength and speed, directly sent Zheng Weiji flying, fell several meters away, and passed out.

Seeing his apprentice being knocked out, Hong Zhennan who was sitting under the stage couldn't sit still. He was about to get up, but Fei Bo who was sitting next to him forcibly pushed him down, and then shook his head at him. Fei Bo and Hong Zhennan have been old friends for decades, so how can they not know Hong Zhennan's temper, but Hong Zhennan has offended the ghost head, if something goes wrong now, then Hong Zhennan really can't get along in Hong Kong.

"Come on!" On the ring, Zheng Weiji was knocked out with a punch, Tornado despised the so-called "Chinese Kung Fu" even more, and shouted loudly to the remaining Hongquan disciples. They were all young people, who couldn't stand the ghost's provocation, and immediately rushed towards the tornado with fists and kicks. Tornado obviously didn't care about this, and at the moment, he used his own strength and speed to knock down the rushing Hongquan disciple to the ground with three punches and two kicks~IndoMTL.com~ Knocking down opponents repeatedly made Tornado's The momentum became more arrogant and arrogant, and he laughed arrogantly: "See if you see it, this is power!"

The British people in the audience, seeing their country's easy opponents, applauded and cheered one after another, what's more, they even whistled.

"Go up and save people." At this time, Jiang Chen gave an order, and quickly directed the disciples of the Wing Chun School to come to the stage to rescue the Hongquan disciple who was knocked down on the ground. Seeing this, the disciples of other sects also followed suit Lift it up.

"Is this Chinese martial arts?" Looking at the disciples of various sects who were busy helping Hong Quan's disciples, Tornado imitated Hong Quan's appearance while taunting: "You guys should go back and dance!" Shouted into the microphone: "The boxing champion said your Chinese martial arts are useless, you should go back and dance!"

"What are you talking about, foreign devil!"

"Looking for death, dead foreign devil!"

Hearing the translation, the martial artists from all sects and sects sitting below the stage were immediately excited. They stood up one after another, pointing at the tornado on the stage and cursing angrily. The same is true in the ring, many people rushed to the ring, and the official representatives who held this boxing match also rushed to a group of people, wanting to prevent this conflict.

Seeing how loud the ghost was, Huang Liang was a passionate young man after all. Going around to the back of the tornado, seeing the other party knocking down the people who ran past the barrier with one punch, he was furious, raised his hand and punched the other party directly in the head~IndoMTL.com~Welcome all book friends to visit and read , the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~IndoMTL.com~ mobile phone users please go to read.