C2984 We'll Settle the Score after the Fall(last Part)
White Tiger City.
In a magnificent building, a group of people were practicing martial arts. A dozen or so muscular men were surrounding and attacking a person. This person had a tall and slender figure. He seemed to be slightly thin, but if one observed his muscles carefully, they would find that... Every part of his body was as solid as iron, without any fat.
Suddenly approaching a person, his palm turned into a fist, and he suddenly struck out.
Bang ~ ~ ~
With a dull sound, the big man was sent flying more than two meters away. He fell heavily onto the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Inch Punch!
A short-distance eruption of strength was extremely powerful.
After sending one person flying, he suddenly kicked backwards at lightning speed. The person who had launched the sneak attack didn't expect this at all. He was sent flying by the kick, and while he was still in midair, he heard a bang, a bang, a bang, and three sounds. His three companions were sent flying.
The speed of the person who had been attacked was shockingly fast, and they were interspersed in the gaps between their opponents. He used both his hands and feet to hit the vital points of his opponent with every move. Fast, fierce, accurate, and their movements were fierce and imposing. The people who were watching... The onlookers didn't even dare to breathe when they saw this.
Elbow Strike, knee strike, whip kick... Every move was swift and unrestrained, not giving the opponent the slightest chance. Every strike hit its target. As long as the opponent was hit, they basically lost their combat strength. More than a dozen people were instantly knocked down by him. The last person fell to the ground. He was the only one left standing in the middle.
"Mighty Sect Leader!" The onlookers applauded enthusiastically, their eyes filled with admiration and envy.
So this person was the leader of the Black Hand Gang, the Tiger of Asia. He had been practicing martial arts since he was young and had sworn to surpass Li Xiaolong. He wanted to promote the martial arts of China and spread it to every corner of the world.
He first practiced Xing Yi Fist, Ba Ji Fist, and Hong Fist, then learned Earth Hall Leg, and One Finger Zen. He went to Japan to learn karate at the age of 16 and went to Thailand to learn Thai Fist at the age of 18. Starting from 20, he started to challenge the experts of various countries, Korea, America, England and so on. He challenged and learned, in his own words... Combining the strengths of the hundred schools of thought and creating his own martial arts.
Only he knew if his own martial arts had been created or not. However, his powerful strength proved that after 25 years, almost no defeat, the experts from all over the world had more or less challenged him. He went back to his country and opened a martial arts dojo, recruiting disciples and teaching them skills. He became the most influential dojo in the country.
After the appearance of Cosmos, he enthusiastically embraced new things. He quickly discovered that practicing martial arts in the game had unexpected uses. He moved the entire martial arts dojo to the game and activated the online teaching mode.
The content of the professor did not change much, but the number of disciples suddenly increased by dozens of times. When the number of people in the dojo below the line was the highest, there were only about 800 people. After the online mode was activated, the number of disciples suddenly increased to more than 30,000. Now there were more than 50,000 of them, and the tiger of Asia had become the overlord of a region.
The tiger of Asia had made a name for itself, but it did not relax. Every day, it practiced martial arts for 3-4 hours. It did not change at all. He took a white towel from a disciple and wiped the sweat off his face. He strode towards his office and Chen SanPi, who was in charge of external affairs, followed behind him.
"What is it?" The tiger from Asia asked indifferently.
"Reporting to master, the branch in Xuanwu City was destroyed by Dongfang Qingyu." Chen SanPi said in a low voice. After saying that, he lowered his gaze, not daring to look at Tiger of Asia's face.
The members of the Black Hand Gang were actually the disciples of the tiger. These people were here to learn from him, and every one of them had been taught by him. They had given their master tea. Therefore, regardless of their age... Men and women, old and young, were collectively referred to as his master in the tiger race of Asia. Between each other, they were addressed as brothers and sisters. Of course, the disciples ranked at the top could also be called the disciples ranked at the bottom.
The Tiger of Asia's footsteps paused for a moment before continuing forward. Its voice was filled with a trace of austerity as it said, "Is it over directly? Or is there an explanation?"
"No explanation. It's over directly. There's no news from the tiger's den either. We don't know the exact situation yet." Chen SanPi said.
"Is he dead or has he been arrested?" The tiger from Asia asked.
"He's been caught." Chen SanPi said.
"Did someone die?" The tiger from Asia asked again.
"No!" Chen SanPi answered with certainty. Before he came, he had already confirmed the name list of the branch. All the members' levels had not changed.
He could not see the internal situation of the branch, nor could he communicate with the information. However, there was one thing that no one could do. Level! Whether they died or not, their levels could be directly reflected.
"A bunch of trash!" The tiger from Asia suddenly shouted angrily. Chen SanPi lowered his head, not daring to respond. However, he knew where the tiger's anger came from. If he was caught in a fierce fight, his skills would not be as good as his opponent's. He had nothing to say, but he was caught alive. There were only two possibilities. He was brave enough to barge into the tiger's den and fear Dongfang Qingyu's name. The other possibility was that he was brave enough to charge into the tiger's den before he could react. The entire branch was controlled by Dongfang Qingyu, regardless of which possibility it was. It proved their incompetence.
As a leader, he would rather have his subordinates suffer heavy casualties than be taken down without even firing a single shot.
"Did Dongfang Qingyu say anything?" The tiger quickly calmed down.
"No! After sealing up our branch, there was no movement." Chen SanPi said.0
"Is there anyone watching us?" The tiger asked.
"I've noticed it, nothing unusual." Chen SanPi said.
"Dongfang Qingyu is waiting for me to come and beg for mercy." The tiger from Asia sneered.
"We... are in Black Warrior City." Chen Sanpei wanted to say that if the stronghold of Black Hand Gang was destroyed, he would not have the strength to stay in Black Warrior City. However, seeing Tiger of Asia's expression, he wisely swallowed the rest of his words.
"Do you know why I haven't been defeated for so many years?" The tiger suddenly asked.
"Master's strength is outstanding, far surpassing those of the same generation." Chen SanPi's words were not flattery, but sincere. After mastering the Tiger of Asia's martial arts, he would be able to deal with challengers in three to five moves. There were very few experts who could take ten moves from him. Every time he was challenged, he would be challenged. It was a chance for the Tiger of Asia to establish its reputation. As time passed, in the hearts of the disciples, the Tiger of Asia was already synonymous with invincibility.
"Right, that's not right either. If the difference in strength is huge... But when they are evenly matched, that's not right." The Tiger of Asia glanced at Chen Sanpei. "Remember, at any time, knowing yourself and your enemy is not wrong. At the same time, you should make use of your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. Only then can you increase your chances of winning. "
Chen Sanpei stopped in his tracks and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Keep an eye on Dongfang Qingyu's every move." The tiger from Asia said and went offline.
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