Baguazhang is derived from swordsmanship, also known as Wandering Baguazhang, which can lead to the exquisiteness of Baguazhang step method.

In the martial arts world, you can see the hands with one sword and two swords. If you are not very familiar with the sword technique, it will be difficult to understand where the user will go next, so it will naturally be difficult to crack.

Gong Er is the direct disciple of Dong Haichuan, the founder of Baguazhang. He has learned the essence of Baguazhang and kept wandering around the French boxing champion on the arena, making the French boxing champion think that he was being besieged.

After a while, the French boxing champion felt that he was about to be dizzy if he turned around. He screamed and punched him, and hit Gong Er in the head!

Seeing the heavy punch coming, Gong Eryan beat and hit the French boxing champion, and took a missed shot behind him. He picked melons in the back of his head and turned around and slapped him on the back of his head!

"ah!"

The French boxing champion felt the evil wind coming from behind him. He hurriedly lowered his head and was swept to the back of his head by Gong Eryi's palm. He immediately felt a burst of scorching pain. He covered the back of his head and shouted: "Referee, she was foul!"

The referee stepped forward to separate Gong Er who was about to pursue him, and warned: "Once a foul, if there are three fouls, you will automatically lose!"

Gong Er pursed his lips slightly, then nodded to the referee, separated from the French boxing champion again, and circled around him again.

Wan Zonghua, who was in the audience, sniffed and sighed: "Everyone said that gossip is a bad guy, but I finally saw it this time. If the attack was solid just now, the French devil would have to chase the Belgian devils. The two of them had a companion on the way to the underworld."

Ye Wen nodded slightly, knowing that Gong Er had a sure victory in this game. He looked at the opposite side of the ring and looked at the remaining three boxing champions. Seeing that they were all resting, he couldn't help but frown and said, "The remaining three seem to be soldiers, so we'll be careful later."

Zhang Tianzhi glanced at Ye Wen and said sarcastically: "If you are afraid, don't beat me. Don't worry, if we are authentic, Wing Chun will not lose."

Ip Man studied under Chen Huashun, and later went to learn the improved version of Wing Chun from Liang Bi.

In Zhang Tianzhi's view, Ip Man's behavior is no different from betraying his master's sect, so he is very dissatisfied with Ip Man.

He believed that the traditional Wing Chun he practiced was more representative of Wing Chun's boxing technique, and he always regarded himself as Wing Chun's authenticity. This time he had a rare opportunity to stand out, so he came to the city wall to participate in the competition, but he didn't expect to meet Ip Man here, so he spoke with a gun and a stick.

When Ye Wen heard him say such words, he immediately knew that he was his junior brother of his sect. He couldn't explain the matter clearly in one sentence or two. He felt helpless in his heart and suddenly felt sad.

Seeing that their Wing Chun Gate was fighting internally at this time, Wan Zonghua couldn't help but cough and smooth things over, "My master said that the last battlefield was worth ten years of hard work, and we really can't be careless."

At this time, the French boxing champion on the ring swung a heavy punch, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Gong Er's clothes. Instead, Gong Er's slammed the flower under the leaves and hit his chin with a palm, and two bloody teeth were spit out.

Looking at Gong Er chasing him, the French boxing champion shouted in panic: "I surrender!"

The coach next to the ring immediately threw a white towel.

Gong Eryun's half of his strength was difficult to recover, so he almost staggered to his waist, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he took two steps back unhappily. As soon as the referee announced the result, he walked off the ring with a cold face.

Chen Mang was amused and said to the old foreigner beside him: "Mr. Rothschild, your vision is so accurate. This French boxing champion really lost. I really didn't expect him to be so useless."

The old foreigner smiled faintly: "The French tradition is old, you can never defeat them before they surrender. I bet 10,000 pounds to buy him and lose. This time your casino will lose."

Chen Mang said indifferently: "Of course someone will pay for this money for me. For God's sake, how about a discount for that batch of equipment?"

The old foreign man showed a meaningful smile on his face: "You really use those equipment yourself?"

Chen Mang shrugged, "What if it is?"

The old foreigner laughed: "For the sake of you let me win money, the price just now is 20% off and traded in gold."

Chen Mang reached out and held it with him: "Happy cooperation."

At this time, the Superintendent of the Foreign Police came over and sat next to Chen Mang, and said with a smile: "Tom, all my wealth is bet on. As long as the Chinese win another game, I will get rich!"

Chen Mang smiled and said, "It's right for me to believe me. I guarantee that you can buy a title when you go back to your hometown."

The Superintendent smiled and patted Chen Mang on the shoulder. He felt that this friend was worth it. Then he looked at the ring with excitement, as if he saw countless tickets and glory slowly walking towards him...

However, he soon couldn't laugh.

Zhang Tianzhi's physique and experience were much worse when facing the German boxing champion. Although he kept fighting and knocked down the German boxing champion twice, he was eventually replaced by the fierce German injury. Both of them fell to the ground and were finally sentenced to a draw.

Then Wan Zonghua, who was on the court, faced the Russian boxing champion. Wan Zonghua, who was at the peak, used his amazing gun hammer to fight Russia's Sangbo fighting technique, and fought with the tall and powerful Russians for three overtimes. In the end, he lost to the opponent's score and was unfortunately defeated.

Seeing that he was about to lose everything, the Superintendent's face became gloomy and said to Chen Mang coldly: "Tom, it was your bet for me. If you lose, you should bear the responsibility."

Chen Mang comforted him calmly and said: "Mr. Superintendent, the next one is Ip Man. He is the strongest weapon I have carefully polished and will never disappoint you."

The Superintendent's face looked a little better and said, "I hope."

While the two were chatting, Ip Man had already stepped on stage.

At this moment, a stubborn voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Wing Chun can't lose, Ip Man, come on!"

Ip Man turned around and looked at Zhang Tianzhi who forced himself to not go to treatment, and even put down his prejudice to cheer him on. A bright smile appeared on his face. Then he turned his face and looked sharply at the group of people in Western boxing.

"I want to hit ten!"

Looking at Ip Man who was making bold statements, the audience exclaimed in surprise, and then started to talk happily.

The final key battle was even added, which made the audience excited. I immediately felt that the ticket money was not in vain, and soon I started to instigate in unison.

"Ten! Ten! Ten!"

Looking at the audience behind him who was watching the fun without much trouble, Chen Mang couldn't help but smile, stood up and shouted loudly: "Since everyone likes it so much, I will agree with everyone's suggestions, randomly select ten lucky spectators, and go to the ring to fight with Ip Man!"

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