244: C244 The Seeded Contestants

C244 The Seeded Contestants

In the second round of the competition, Ye Fei was fighting a young man from the dojo.

This young man's eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, and his facial features were straight. He was 1.8 meters tall, and his bones were well-proportioned. As he stood there, no matter if it was his body or temperament, he gave off a feeling of perfection.

Compared to the audience in the first match, there were very few people who were different. No one knew where this match came from, but there were many spectators.

"Wang Zhong, do your best!"

"Wang Zhong, we'll have two consecutive wins after this round. Hurry up and send this nobody off the stage!"

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The audience below the stage were cheering for Ye Fei's opponent, the young man called Wang Zhong.

Apart from the young men and women, there were also some old men wearing martial arts uniforms with white beards. One look and one could tell that they were famous figures in the martial arts world. Some staff members brought chairs over and invited them to sit down.

"Elder Qin, you're here too?"

The audience burst into exclamations.

They saw a short old man in a long black robe walk over with a smile on his face.

Almost everyone stood up to welcome him.

Even Falcon King and Liu Ao raised their brows slightly when they saw this short old man. They stood up and cupped their fists, "Elder Qin, what brings you here?"

"Oh, I was wondering who it was. So it's Falcon King. Why? Is this young man on the stage your disciple? "

Elder Qin said with a smile.

"He can't be considered a disciple."

Liu Ao said truthfully, "But this Wang Zhong should be your last disciple, right?"

"Hehe, Wang Zhong is indeed my disciple. Although he has great talent, he doesn't have enough practical experience. I brought him here for this competition because I want to see the demeanor of the experts in Hua Country's martial arts world."

Elder Qin narrowed his eyes and said to Wang Zhong, who had already stepped onto the arena, "Junior, don't be careless. Remember to give your all in every match."

"Yes, master."

On the stage, Wang Zhong stared at Ye Fei. Initially, he didn't think it was a big deal, but when he heard what his Master said, his eyes became serious.

In the audience stands, Lee Binn whispered to Liu Qian, "What's the background of this Elder Qin? It feels... very imposing."

Liu Qian rolled her eyes at Lee Binn. "Elder Qin, you don't even know him, yet he dares to call himself a martial artist? He is one of the three great fighters in the Huhai's martial arts world, Wing Chun Grandmaster, Qin Mingyue."

"Ah? Qin Mingyue? That's him. I remember now. I saw him on the Central TV's interview program. He's very famous. He's a martial arts grandmaster."

Lee Binn clapped his hands and looked surprised as if he had just realized something. He immediately said," Elder Qin's last disciple, why is he at the Jagged Fist Dojo? This is against the rules. "

"What's wrong with the rules? You don't know the history of the martial arts world, but you haven't seen a movie before? The dojo was developed by Bruce Lee, and Bruce Lee was also the disciple of Wing Chun Grandmaster Ye Wen. They had a history to begin with. According to seniority, Qin Mingyue is Xiaolong Li's martial uncle. "

Liu Qian bit her lips." I didn't expect Ye Fei's luck to be so bad. He met Wang Zhong in the second match. Wang Zhong is one of the top seeded contestants in this competition. He is very strong. Even Ye Fei might not win."

"Sigh, luck is also a part of one's strength in this kind of competition."

Lee Binn was deeply worried.

"Don't worry, Ye Fei will definitely win."

Zhong Mei had full confidence in Ye Fei.

"Wing Chun, Wang Zhong."

Wang Zhong cupped his hands and bowed.

"Swallow Sect, Ye Fei."

Ye Fei returned the greeting.

Amidst the cheers from the crowd, the martial arts competition began.

On the arena, neither of them attacked immediately.

Both of them were experts. When experts fought, the moves were no longer the most important. The most important thing was momentum.

Whoever had the most momentum would have a higher chance of winning.

Seeing that the two of them did not make a move, the audience below the arena immediately became noisy. They loudly urged Wang Zhong to take the initiative to send Ye Fei off the arena.

Wang Zhong knew that since his master wanted him to give it his all, then the opponent wouldn't be mediocre. His original intention was to fight steadily and steadily. He wanted to raise his momentum first, and wait for Ye Fei to become impatient. Then, he suddenly attacked, but after being urged by the audience, he could not stand any longer. He made up his mind. With a tap of the tip of his foot, a figure flew towards Ye Fei.

Bang!

The fist shadow was like the wind, like a cannonball, flying towards Ye Fei.

Ye Fei only felt a strong wind blowing against his face, and his eyes were pierced by the sharp pain. He quickly narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, then both of his hands pressed down and chopped down, colliding with Wang Zhong's fist.

Wang Zhong suddenly changed his direction, and his two fingers hooked onto Ye Fei's elbow.

Ye Fei's skin moved, and he knew that the strength of Wang Zhong's finger joint was not inferior to his. If the hook was connected to the tendon, even if the opponent did not use hidden force, he would not be able to withstand it. He would definitely end up with the tendon being broken.

Ye Fei shook his arm like a male chicken flapping its wings. Ye Fei shook Wang Zhong's finger away and used his hands to support himself, retracting Wang Zhong's pulse.

Wang Zhong also sensed Ye Fei's hidden force. The hook position in his finger immediately stopped. His five fingers suddenly clenched and struck at Ye Fei's ribs.

At such a close distance, it was very difficult for ordinary warriors to exert their strength. It did not hurt to hit people.

However, Wang Zhong's technique was very famous in Wing Chun, "Inch Force." As long as there was an inch of distance, it could kill the enemy.

Ye Fei swung his shoulder repeatedly, and his feet stepped on the plum blossom stump, narrowly dodging Wang Zhong's attack.

In this round of battle, Ye Fei's attack had been blocked, but his opponent had seized the initiative. Even though he was extremely capable, under the continuous attacks of his opponent, he had no choice but to retreat, slow down his breath, and seize the upper hand.

In this series of attacks, Wang Zhong did not only know Wing Chun, but he had also dabbled in other martial arts. The strong wind was blowing and the power was fierce. He was truly a genius martial artist. Even though he was young, he already had the bearing of a grandmaster.

"Hu."

Ye Fei let out a long sigh of relief. In the arena, as expected, no opponent should be underestimated.

"Falcon King, you are being a bit unreasonable. Didn't you teach this kid the Eagle Claw Arts? And you still said that he wasn't your disciple?"

Qin Mingyue was shocked when he saw that his favorite disciple's technique had been countered by his opponent. He closed his eyes and tried to recall what had happened. He didn't expect Ye Fei to be a genius in the martial arts world.

Ye Fei was obviously younger than his disciple, Wang Zhong, but he already had such attainments in martial arts. In the future, he was afraid that another young grandmaster would appear in the Hua Country's Martial Arts Realm.

"Elder Qin's family isn't the only Wing Chun family in the world. Naturally, my family isn't the only one who knows the Eagle Claw Arts. "

Liu Ao's facial expression remained unchanged. He said with a smile, but his heart was filled with cold sweat for Ye Fei.

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Wang Zhong did not make any progress in his attack, so he could not help but feel somewhat restless. His fist was like a gale, and his movement technique was like a swimming dragon. He kept rushing forward, and in one breath, he kept rushing forward.

Wang Zhong's movement technique was ever-changing. He used the Boxing Arts to either attack, break, slash, press or tap. He used it to wash, stir, or whip.

Every move he made shook his body. His bones and bones resonated, and the faint sound of wind and lightning could be heard from within.

It was as fast as the wind and as swift and fierce like thunder. Anyone who blocked it would be wiped out.

Ye Fei was forced to the edge of the ring by Wang Zhong in one breath. He had lost the initiative and was about to be forced back to the bottom of the ring. Although he was at a disadvantage, his heart was becoming calmer and calmer, and his mind was clear to the extreme.

Compared to the young Wang Zhong, Ye Fei, who had been through many battles, had a much higher state of mind.

Suddenly, Ye Fei twisted his waist and turned his body half way. He used the movement technique of Swallow Sect, "Yan Hui," and jumped up.

"He jumped up. It seems like a dog is desperate to jump over a wall!"

Wang Zhong was delighted. The most important thing for him to practice Wing Chun was to have stable horse steps, and take root under his feet.

He immediately used horse steps to punch at Ye Fei's abdomen. Even if Ye Fei could block it, he could still beat him out of the arena.

If he stepped out of the arena, he would naturally lose.

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