After the drawing of lots, Tang Zheng was unable to maintain his good luck. He had to fight with the Siamese Sompa to qualify for the finals. Sompa was in high spirits and was very excited. I can finally have a battle with you. Then my trip this time has not been in vain. "Songba said with high fighting spirit.
Sompa's goal was very clear. He came for Tang Zheng. The champion of the martial arts tournament was not very attractive to him.
This time, he would be able to compete with Tang Zheng in a fair and square match. This was what he wanted.
This time, Yu Zhankui appeared again. He looked at the two with a fake smile and said, "I wish the two of you a great victory. Go on stage."
The Western Moutou glared at Tang Zheng and said, "I hope you don't lose. I'm still waiting to fight with you."
Looking at the burly Moutou, Tang Zheng's 1.8m height seemed thin and small compared to his opponent's 2m height. He said without fear, "Don't worry. I will definitely beat you in the finals."
"Then I'll wait and see." Moutou said with a murderous look.
Tang Zheng and Song Ba walked up to the stage, and immediately, the cheers of the crowd seemed to break through the sky. Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the two of them, especially Tang Zheng, who was the focus of most of them.
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Sompa did not seem to hear the cheers around him. He only had one person in his eyes — Tang Zheng. His fists gradually clenched. Under his dark skin, the veins bulged like pythons coiling around his arms. It was extremely terrifying.
"I hope you will use your full strength to fight with me." Sompa said firmly.
Tang Zheng said, "Then let's see if you have enough strength to force me to use my full strength."
Sompa did not get angry. Instead, his eyes lit up. Facing such a strong opponent was a rare opportunity for him.
Roar!
Sompa let out a low roar as he tapped the ground with the tip of his foot. A steel-like flying kick swept towards Tang Zheng.
Pa!
The air was compressed and exploded. Before the flying kick hit Tang Zheng, he felt a strong gust of wind coming towards his neck.
Sompa's first move was aimed directly at his neck. If he couldn't dodge in time, his neck would definitely be broken. This was an absolute killing move.
Sompa had participated in countless underground boxing competitions, so every move and style was aimed at defeating the opponent, and also to make the opponent lose the ability to resist.
Tang Zheng quickly raised his arm and blocked the side of his neck.
Bang!
The flying leg swept across the arm, but the arm did not move at all. Instead, the flying leg bounced back and swept across the railing of the arena. With a cracking sound, the railing was directly bent by the kick.
Hiss!
The audience sucked in a breath of cold air. How strong was that? Even the hollow steel pipe as thick as a baby's arm was kicked to pieces.
Sompa had not yet landed on the ground when he attacked again with his elbow. This time, he went straight for Tang Zheng's chest. Tang Zheng also attacked with his elbow. When the two elbows collided, Sompa took a small step back.
Obviously, in terms of strength, Sompa was slightly inferior.
However, Sompa was not afraid. He would only be excited if the opponent was strong enough. The blood in his body was almost boiling and flowing faster.
His tanned cheeks were also a little red. He suddenly let out a low roar and used both his fists and legs.
In an instant, he attacked nine times in a row. As far as the eye could see, there were only afterimages. However, each of these afterimages contained a terrifying power that was enough to kill.
Tang Zheng's counterattack was even faster. His hands seemed to have disappeared, and only afterimages could be seen. However, he completely blocked the opponent's attack.
After a while, the two people's speed became faster and faster. Only two figures could be seen moving and dodging in the arena. It was extremely dangerous.
The arena suffered. It was unknown how many holes had been added to it, and some of the railings were twisted like fried dough twists.
This was the result of being affected by the impact of the two people. The referee who was originally standing on the stage saw this and had already jumped off the stage.
Under such a battle, staying in the arena was simply courting death.
The audience held their breaths. Although the previous few matches were exciting enough, allowing them to feast their eyes and experience the true charm of Kung Fu.
However, this match made them understand the horror of Kung Fu and its huge destructive power. Those who were anti-martial arts shut up one after another. It was as if their throats were grabbed by someone, and they could not breathe.
"Who said that Hua Xia's Kung Fu is just showy and impractical? Let them see what this is. This is Hua Xia's Kung Fu. This is the real killing technique."
The audience was in an uproar. They all shouted Kung Fu Bro's name. The cheers were like an avalanche.
In the VIP box, Louis watched the battle in the arena with burning eyes. Moutou stood beside him respectfully.
"Moutou, what are your chances of winning against him?" Louis asked.
Moutou said confidently: "Young Lord, I am very confident."
Louis's mouth curled up and said: "Oh, you are so confident?"
"Of course, no matter how strong he is, he is only an ordinary human. How can he be my opponent?" Moutou said resolutely.
"Ordinary human? Haha, I didn't think that the martial artists in Hua Xia could reach such a level. No wonder our Western Empire didn't obtain the final victory in the war a hundred years ago. If we don't get rid of the martial artists, this country can't truly fall into our hands. "Louis's unclenched hands clenched into fists.
"Young Lord, our defeat a hundred years ago will not happen again. Under the leadership of the Young Lord, our Empire will definitely occupy this fertile land." Moutou said.
Dong dong!
The sound of knocking came. Moutou opened the door and saw Wales and Yu Zhankui standing outside.
"Come in." Louis said without turning his head.
The two entered the room. Yu Zhankui seemed a little reserved. He slightly bent his body and glanced at Louis from the corner of his eyes. He quickly lowered his head again.
"Young Lord, this is the chairman of the Martial Arts Association, Yu Zhankui." Wales introduced.
Young Lord turned his head to look at him and nodded: "Chairman Yu, I have seen all the contributions you have made for our Western Empire. You will receive double the rewards in the future."
Yu Zhankui immediately expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Young Lord. This is what I should do."
"You also arranged the draw very late this time, letting Moutou directly advance to the finals." Young Lord said.
Yu Zhankui said: "Actually, Mr. Moutou directly advancing isn't difficult. We just let Tang Tang Zheng live another day."
It turned out that the previous draw was rigged. It had already been decided that the lucky one would be Moutou. This way, Moutou could directly advance and have more time to recover his strength for tomorrow's finals.
"Young Lord, Siam's Sompa is very powerful. If Tang Zheng loses this battle, then Mr. Moutou won't have to deal with him." Yu Zhankui said courteously.
"Oh, you think that Tang Zheng is not Sompa's opponent?" Louis asked curiously.
Yu Zhankui glanced at the ring. The battle between the two was very intense. He pondered and said: "Sompa is after all the number one fighter in Siam. Tang Zheng may not be his opponent."
Louis snorted and said: "Short-sighted."
Yu Zhankui jumped in fright. His expression changed and said: "Yes, I only know a little bit of martial arts. I can't see who will win."
Louis said indifferently: "Within ten moves, Tang Zheng will win without a doubt."
Ten moves?
Yu Zhankui's heart trembled. Was Tang Zheng really that powerful? Now it was obvious that they were in a stalemate. He couldn't see any clues.
How could Tang Zheng win within ten moves?
However, no one dared to question Louis's words. Everyone was focused on the ring.
At the same time, Li Xiaotian and the others were also looking at the ring. Li Xiaotian muttered to himself: "Tang Zheng's strength has really increased by leaps and bounds. He is really a freak. How can he be so powerful?"
Li Xiaotian said in her heart that according to Tang Zheng's cultivation speed, it wouldn't be long before she was surpassed by Tang Zheng. However, she didn't know that Tang Zheng's current cultivation was not inferior to hers.
Sompa's excited expression had already become very serious. The light in his eyes was slowly fading as he clenched his teeth.
From the beginning, Sompa's attacks were especially fierce and had reached his limit. However, Tang Zheng was able to receive all of them without being injured in the slightest.
Moreover, Tang Zheng's strength was endless. Moreover, the more he fought, the more ferocious it became. Sompa was gradually feeling the strain.
Tang Zheng didn't use his full strength from the beginning. Instead, he waited for the opponent's consecutive attacks. He wanted to see the power of Muay Thai.
Muay Thai indeed had its unique points. It didn't have much inner strength, but the strength was fused into the muscles and bones. This was the result of countless tempering.
This caused each of Sompa's seemingly simple attacks to be filled with killing moves. However, Tang Zheng had the foundation of True Qi. The speed and strength of each of his attacks were superior to that of Sompa's.
Therefore, Sompa was feeling more and more tired the more he fought. Gradually, cold sweat appeared on his forehead and dripped down his tanned cheeks.
Tang Zheng understood that he had squeezed out all of his opponent's strength, so he was ready to end the battle. He took a deep breath and his True Qi surged. A trace of light appeared on his fist.
This trace of light wasn't obvious, but Sompa, who was close by, saw it clearly. He couldn't help but gasp.
Whoosh!
A punch came. This punch didn't seem much different from the previous one, but in Sompa's eyes, it was completely different.
This punch was like a mountain pressing down on him, giving him the urge to kneel and beg for mercy.
However, Sompa wasn't an ordinary person. He gritted his teeth, gathered all the strength in his body, and met the punch with both fists.
One fist against two fists!
Tang Zheng's expression was calm. His feet seemed to have grown roots and didn't move at all. Sompa, on the other hand, broke the ring with a boom and sank in. His expression quickly withered and the light in his eyes gradually faded.
Pfft!
He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
At the same time!
With a loud bang, the ring, which was full of holes, collapsed. Dust flew and the audience screamed. However, no one looked away because this scene was too exciting and unforgettable.
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