"Since the establishment of the World Hongmen Conference, Hongmen is also young. It is the fifth year. I am honored to have you all, as well as all the martial arts elites from all walks of life present, because of your arrival, a lot of color! Since its establishment in Honolulu, Hongmen has always adhered to the pioneering ambition and committed to patriotism, peace, unity and support of our compatriots. Our philosophy and actions have received many military and official support in all countries! This time I would like to express my special thanks to Mr. Mishir, Mr. Shingo, Grand Duke Sadler, and our Prime Minister Boqing, who attended today!"

He spoke on the stage, gave a speech, and read the names of important people.

Then there were senior officials, richest men and generals standing up in the guest seat, all of whom were only seen on TV. They gathered together at this time, accompanied by the applause in the audience, bowed, smiled, and waved.

"This old man's surname is Dai, and he is known as Dai Lao San. I don't know what his full name is. He has been in Nanyang for more than 30 years and has a very famous name. He has always been a person who talks about the Hongmen outside and has a very high martial arts skills. When he was young, he killed many masters of the hidden spirit. He is as famous as the Japanese martial artist Iga Yuan and the Sunmen Tai Chi master Zhou Binglin!"

Chen Aiyang was obviously knowledgeable and revealed his origin and identity at once.

"The foundation of this Hongmen is indeed unfathomable!"

Wang Chao was secretly surprised at the strength of the Hongmen.

No matter what the audience is, the ceremony of the New Year celebration on the high platform is still continuing.

"Sacrifice to the sky!"

"Sacrifice to our ancestors!"

"When you are prosperous in this era, you should follow the old scriptures. Remember the virtues of ancestors, both thick and deep. Be careful to have the sacrifices and sweets, and accompany them to the rich..."

Another lengthy tribute was written, followed by cleansing hands, burning incense, lighting candles, playing suona, offering flowers, fruits, and three or five animals.

During the long musical process, there was a ceremonial priest, and more than a thousand people were present to watch the complete ancient ceremony quietly.

It was about an hour or so, after the last ceremony of the Hongmen disciples killing chickens and inserting blood, the entire New Year celebration finally came to an end and came to an end.

"All allies, guests, friends, thank you for your viewing. Here is another climax of the entire annual meeting - martial arts competition! This martial arts event that has been passed down for thousands of years in ancient China. I believe that the martial artists present are familiar with it. The basic rule is to stop it and not hurt their lives, be knocked down or left the ring to be a negative..."

He briefly introduced the rules of the game. The mode is the same as that of ordinary games. It is not allowed to attack the eyes, under the vagina, eyes, temples, etc.

"Like previous years, this year is also a competition in the arena. There are a total of 113 martial artists and fighting masters from all over the world. I wonder if any of the brothers are willing to take the lead and try it out on stage to give it to all the compatriots and friends in the world.

Open your eyes?"

"I'll do it!"

When the scene was quiet, a loud shout suddenly sounded from one side.

With a bang, a man immediately stood up from the seat, strode and walked directly to the ring.

He had a half-naked arm and was wearing ordinary linen clothes. He might not be conspicuous in the crowd. However, every time he stood up, he was like a hungry jackal, with an extremely fierce aura.

"It's Muay Thai master Ruan Hongxiu!"

"I didn't expect that he had lost his life from the Bajiquan master Zhang Guangming. Now he has come back so high. I guess his kung fu has increased a lot..."

Immediately, Wang Chao's ears moved.

I heard a lot of comments in the crowd.

“Muo Thai?”

Wang Chao's eyes lit up and suddenly he became interested.

Muay Thai is a martial art with very high practicality. It is famous for elbow strikes, knee strikes, fists, kicks, etc. It emphasizes winning with one blow and kills one attack.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the competition between Muay Thai and Chinese traditional internal martial arts even caused the internal martial arts system to be frustrated, because most internal martial arts masters practice boxing mainly focus on health preservation, and not many people can actually fight, and those who can really fight are the masters.

It is also this reason that with the war and various changes after the founding of the People's Republic of China, more and more masters of boxing retired, their inheritance was interrupted and lost.

"I'll do it!"

There was also a sound of a full-spirited response in the guest seat.

He was a bald monk in white. He was not old, only about twenty-seven or eight years old. He put his hands together, stood up, and bowed to the VIP seat behind him from afar.

"Shaolin monk." Wang Chao narrowed his eyes and immediately saw his origin.

The seat he had just sat there were bald monks with scabbed monks. He held a yellow flag on his seat, and wrote a line of big words "Shaolin Temple International Martial Arts Exchange Martial Monks" on it.

However, on the faces of these monks, they did not see the kind and kind faces they usually saw in the temple. They all sat upright, revealing the breath of tiger and wolf silk, and their muscles were tightened. More than a dozen monks looked like an army or a corps.

They are all masters who can fight, Vajras and Arhats who protect the temple.

"Please!"

Tak, Tak, Tak!

The monk in white walked onto the ring in a few steps, stood on the side of the ring and looked at Ruan Hongxiu.

"Shaolin Temple in Songshan, China, a martial monk named Yong, Shi Yong'an!"

"Taibi Muay Thai Master, Ruan Hongxiu, have met you!"

The two of them spoke Chinese, informing each other of their names and bowing.

Swish!

As soon as they finished speaking, their aura changed.

Yong'an walked around the huge arena and moved his meridians. Suddenly, the monk's robe spread out and rushed up.

He pecked at Ruan Hongxiu's temple with one hand, raised his fist with the other, and slapped at his top door!

Take quick steps and seize the opportunity very well.

"ha!!"

Ruan Hongxiu was not showing weakness, and cheered with his voice.

Instead of retreating, he stepped on his side, and immediately met his elbows, knees, and feet. It seemed that he had practiced thousands of times, very precise and skillful.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, the two of them fought for more than a dozen times, and they went up and went all out. There were hand-to-hand combat in the field, but each had its own determination and did not attack any key points.

Bang! Yongan gasped slightly.

The hind legs took a step back, but after a little adjustment of breathing, he turned around suddenly, pinched his hands into tiger claws, raised his head and slapped it.

Yongbao's tiger claws were made with wind, fast and fierce, and his hands were connected in a chain, which was the "leopard fight chain" in Shaolin Five Elements Fist.

"What a pictographic boxing technique!"

Wang Chao was interested in watching it. The five-shaped Shaolin pictographic boxing, dragon, tiger, leopard, and snake, who have mastered the superb skills of all the monks of the Yong generation, and their status in Shaolin is no less than that of the abbot Shi Yongxin.

Tatta.

Yong'an's leopard-shaped boxing technique, which was indeed the style of a master, was extremely powerful. It forced Ruan Hongxiu to take several steps back continuously.

However, compared with the movements of the monk Yong'an, which are all kinds of changes, flexible and clever, and have strange attacks, Ruan Hongxiu's fighting style is much simpler and sharper.

He attacked and defended more than just using his legs, hands, arms, elbows, and knees. At this time, he seemed to be average and there was nothing powerful.

The moves are also broad and simple. Although they are common Muay Thai attacks, they seem to be just that many, but the power contained in them is indeed extremely fatal.

Even a Shaolin monk like Yong'an must be careful and have to work hard to seize the opportunity to prevent him from being chased by him.

call……

Yong'an's salute and blow was finally finished in one breath. Just when he couldn't stand it and was about to step back and adjusted his breathing slightly, Ruan Hongxiu seized the opportunity keenly, like a lion rising up.

He made a sudden progress and hit his shoulders.

The whole person suddenly swelled like a ball. The muscles under the clothes that were swept with strong winds, and the waist bent and rushed up like a sharp arrow!

The speed suddenly became several times faster.

Not good! Yoga Qigong.

A bad idea flashed through Yong'an's heart immediately.

He is a Shaolin monk with a good seniority and is naturally knowledgeable. He is naturally familiar with the yoga skills Ruan Hongxiu performed, and he can see the power of it at a glance.

Yoga Qigong is a secret in Shaolin.

Pay attention to internal qi, which is combined with the body's membrane and qi and blood transport.

"I heard that Ruan Hongxiu learned Master Tuwajie's yoga skills in India, but he didn't expect it to be true!"

There seemed to be some insiders in the stands. Seeing the changes in the field, they immediately exclaimed.

Wang Chao understood, combined with the original work and his knowledge over the past few years.

I know, it turns out.

After losing to the Bajiquan master Zhang Guangming, Ruan Hongxiu went to Myanmar and Vietnam. He once learned the true internal qigong of yoga in India. With the tough external skills of Muay Thai, he practiced both internal and externally, and reached the level of a true master, and even barely competed with the master of Huajin!

At this moment, he suddenly used his power, which was a great threat to Yong'an. He had not finished changing his breath yet, and he was in danger.

Everything was just in the flash of lightning, and there was no time to dodge. He could only raise his hand, stretch his claws to block it horizontally, and resist.

Bang!

A elbow cranked and a fist hit.

Muay Thai, violent, yoga, soft.

The combination of the two is like a fierce horse slaughtering, and it is immediately shocking!

Yong'an immediately felt a force like a big drum of thunder surged, and the blood in his body seemed to be hit by the blow. His heart pounded, and his joints were sore and almost dislocated.

Hurry!
Chapter completed!