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Chapter 79 37
Chapter 79 37
Both of them are martial arts practitioners - after a few days of teaching by the old monk, Wang Chao can barely call himself a martial arts practitioner - as long as you want to eat quickly, you can't slow down.
After a while, Wang Chao had cleaned up all the meat on the table, and poured tons of liters of fruit juice.The old monk also ate a few big bowls of rice with a few plates of vegetarian dishes.
"Let's go and have a look."
Wang Chao hurriedly checked out and left the shop, followed by the old monk.
Just standing on the side of the street, the two of them looked at the colorful tall buildings across the street in the night, and they could already vaguely hear the warm cheers coming from it.There are many people wearing fighting uniforms coming and going at the entrance of the fighting dojo. The door sign is a neon light with a devil pattern - Satan fighting dojo.
"Exaggerated!"
Wang Chao commented, then crossed the street with great interest, and walked into the gate of the ashram.
Before, when he was in Nandu, he had heard about fighting and professional leagues, but at that time he was autistic and had no interest in paying attention to these things at all.It's different now, now that Wang Chao has decided to devote himself to martial arts, and after his determination is firm, he has a slight interest in this fighting league that he has never seen in comics.
Is this where that Satan guy made his fortune?
Wang Chao thought, walked through the front hall of the dojo, and entered the competition venue—boom, a wave of heat mixed with alcohol, perfume, sweat and other messy smells rushed towards his face, almost suffocating him.At the same time, the chaotic and noisy sound also shook Wang Chao's eardrums in a 360-degree panorama.
"Oh oh oh oh--!!"
"Fuck him!!!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
Surrounding Wang Chao, he saw that the stepped circular stands were filled with all kinds of spectators. They wore various colors and looked like fan-supporting costumes. The only thing in common was that they were all excited and fanatical. Bears, werewolves, foxes Humans, ordinary people... almost any face you can think of can be found on the audience stand.Wang Chao opened his piercing eyes, and even spotted several rare monster-type human beings in his fleeting eyes—the kind similar to chowder, with a devil-like appearance.
The old monk followed from behind. They are now in the corner of the ring-shaped grandstand, and it is a very upper floor.Because the real competition arena is below the horizon.
Wang Chao looked down, and saw that under the center of the huge circular stand was a square professional fighting arena.
On the ten-meter-square arena, a layer of protective crimson rubber mat was laid, and a very wild devil's head was painted in the center, which must be the main feature of this fighting gym.
There is no fence around the ring like a boxing ring, and it is completely open. Wang Chao guessed that this kind of fighting match is the same as the world's No. [-] Budokai, with the rule that falling off the ring means losing the game.
As for the right above the arena, there is a hexagonal prism composed of six huge screens. Each screen broadcasts live the battle between the two fighters in the arena at the same time. Release, render, and stir up the atmosphere of the scene to the fullest.
The two of them were standing in the auditorium at a high place, watching the fiery competition going on in the arena below.
The old monk, like most other viewers, watched the six live screens.Wang Chao, on the other hand, took advantage of his piercing eyes to clearly watch the two fighters fighting each other on the stage.
"What do you think?" The old monk suddenly said next to Wang Chao.
"Ah?" Wang Chao asked loudly, the environment was too noisy, he couldn't hear what the old monk said at all.The old monk asked loudly again in his ear.Wang Chao pondered for a moment, then said, "It feels...they seem to have a tacit understanding with each other...with an element of performance?"
Because even from Wang Chao's superficial perspective, the two guys on the ring below...although they fought fiercely and hard, but many times they could punch down with one punch, and when they hurt the opponent even more, they didn't Happens not so fight.
This gave Wang Chao a feeling that it was more efficient to beat his opponent... far less important than doing a set of cool combos by himself.
The old monk smiled and nodded.
Wang Chao suddenly felt dull.
With such a competition system and the world champion Mr. Satan raised in the league, it's no wonder that he doesn't even know anything about the concept of 'qi', which high-level earth warriors should be in contact with.Wang Chao asked the old monk next to him loudly about this question, and sure enough, the old monk confirmed his guess loudly.
The concept of qi is shared by many high-level earth martial artists.Even if it's that kind of wild martial artist, even if he hasn't heard the specific word of qi, he probably has a general knowledge.What these Martial Daoists lack is really strong qi and mature qigong skills.
Wang Chao thus asked about Kamepai Qigong.
"A marvelous martial art like Kamepai Qigong is the unique secret skill of the martial arts god..." the old monk said with emotion.
After his explanation, Wang Chao knew that although many high-end martial artists have heard of and understood the concept of qi, most martial artists, throughout their lives, use qi, the energy in the body, at most to a degree of It's just to condense it in the body to strengthen the body - so that it can not be afraid of bullets, and even resist small shells.
It is also because of this that in the comics, Sun Wukong just took a look at it, and he used Kamehae Qigong in a decent way, which is enough to show how terrible this low-level fighter who is rated as similar to a congenital disability in the Saiyan family actually has. talent and understanding.
Wang Chao was fascinated for a while, thinking, I don't know... Can I learn Kamehae Qigong?
The old monk said to himself: "I heard that Crane Immortal Liu has the qigong technique that can fly..." The voice was too low, Wang Chao didn't hear it at all, otherwise he would definitely discuss with him the principle of Wukong technique, and the hole hole. Questions like which one is more famous, Bo or Kamehae Qigong.
"Hey! It's you!"
At this moment, in the aisle between the auditoriums next to him, someone actually came over and pointed at Wang Chao in astonishment.
"Huh?" Wang Chao looked over and found that the man was a man with a camera hanging around his neck.Although he couldn't hear what the camera man said, but the other party pointed at him, he must be talking to him, so Wang Chao asked, "Who are you?"
"Hi, my name is Heasley, and I'm a special correspondent for "Fighting"!"
The camera man approached, took out an ID card wearing a blue strip from his pocket, and handed it to Wang Chao for a look. It turned out to be a press card.There was a small photo of the reporter on the card, and his real name—why he said his real name, because it also marked a pseudonym that this guy used when publishing articles in newspapers, which was called Brukent.
"You may not know, I have seen you! I even wrote a report for you, and it has been in the newspaper!"
"what?"
Wang Chao was at a loss when he heard the words, and returned the press card to this guy.
Who is this person?
"Me? Been in the newspaper?" He was a little surprised, squeezed out of the competition venue with the reporter, closed the door, and the world was immediately clean. "When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" Besides, what do I have to be in the newspapers?Wang Chao didn't quite understand.
The old monk was also curious.
"I can't explain a few sentences, wait a minute, I should take it with me..." The reporter called Heathley grabbed the backpack behind him, unzipped the zipper and searched, and quickly took out a small bag of transparent plastic The bag was full of photos and a few newspaper clippings. He handed it to Wang Chao and said with a smile, "You'll know it when you see it."
Wang Chao took it curiously, opened it and took out a photo.
The photo was taken from a distance on a shore. In the center of the picture is the silhouette of a wet boy, who seems to have just climbed up from the shore. The timing of the capture is very clever, and the boy turned his head and looked towards the direction of the sea. moment.
"Papaya Island?" Wang Chao recognized it.
(End of this chapter)
Both of them are martial arts practitioners - after a few days of teaching by the old monk, Wang Chao can barely call himself a martial arts practitioner - as long as you want to eat quickly, you can't slow down.
After a while, Wang Chao had cleaned up all the meat on the table, and poured tons of liters of fruit juice.The old monk also ate a few big bowls of rice with a few plates of vegetarian dishes.
"Let's go and have a look."
Wang Chao hurriedly checked out and left the shop, followed by the old monk.
Just standing on the side of the street, the two of them looked at the colorful tall buildings across the street in the night, and they could already vaguely hear the warm cheers coming from it.There are many people wearing fighting uniforms coming and going at the entrance of the fighting dojo. The door sign is a neon light with a devil pattern - Satan fighting dojo.
"Exaggerated!"
Wang Chao commented, then crossed the street with great interest, and walked into the gate of the ashram.
Before, when he was in Nandu, he had heard about fighting and professional leagues, but at that time he was autistic and had no interest in paying attention to these things at all.It's different now, now that Wang Chao has decided to devote himself to martial arts, and after his determination is firm, he has a slight interest in this fighting league that he has never seen in comics.
Is this where that Satan guy made his fortune?
Wang Chao thought, walked through the front hall of the dojo, and entered the competition venue—boom, a wave of heat mixed with alcohol, perfume, sweat and other messy smells rushed towards his face, almost suffocating him.At the same time, the chaotic and noisy sound also shook Wang Chao's eardrums in a 360-degree panorama.
"Oh oh oh oh--!!"
"Fuck him!!!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
Surrounding Wang Chao, he saw that the stepped circular stands were filled with all kinds of spectators. They wore various colors and looked like fan-supporting costumes. The only thing in common was that they were all excited and fanatical. Bears, werewolves, foxes Humans, ordinary people... almost any face you can think of can be found on the audience stand.Wang Chao opened his piercing eyes, and even spotted several rare monster-type human beings in his fleeting eyes—the kind similar to chowder, with a devil-like appearance.
The old monk followed from behind. They are now in the corner of the ring-shaped grandstand, and it is a very upper floor.Because the real competition arena is below the horizon.
Wang Chao looked down, and saw that under the center of the huge circular stand was a square professional fighting arena.
On the ten-meter-square arena, a layer of protective crimson rubber mat was laid, and a very wild devil's head was painted in the center, which must be the main feature of this fighting gym.
There is no fence around the ring like a boxing ring, and it is completely open. Wang Chao guessed that this kind of fighting match is the same as the world's No. [-] Budokai, with the rule that falling off the ring means losing the game.
As for the right above the arena, there is a hexagonal prism composed of six huge screens. Each screen broadcasts live the battle between the two fighters in the arena at the same time. Release, render, and stir up the atmosphere of the scene to the fullest.
The two of them were standing in the auditorium at a high place, watching the fiery competition going on in the arena below.
The old monk, like most other viewers, watched the six live screens.Wang Chao, on the other hand, took advantage of his piercing eyes to clearly watch the two fighters fighting each other on the stage.
"What do you think?" The old monk suddenly said next to Wang Chao.
"Ah?" Wang Chao asked loudly, the environment was too noisy, he couldn't hear what the old monk said at all.The old monk asked loudly again in his ear.Wang Chao pondered for a moment, then said, "It feels...they seem to have a tacit understanding with each other...with an element of performance?"
Because even from Wang Chao's superficial perspective, the two guys on the ring below...although they fought fiercely and hard, but many times they could punch down with one punch, and when they hurt the opponent even more, they didn't Happens not so fight.
This gave Wang Chao a feeling that it was more efficient to beat his opponent... far less important than doing a set of cool combos by himself.
The old monk smiled and nodded.
Wang Chao suddenly felt dull.
With such a competition system and the world champion Mr. Satan raised in the league, it's no wonder that he doesn't even know anything about the concept of 'qi', which high-level earth warriors should be in contact with.Wang Chao asked the old monk next to him loudly about this question, and sure enough, the old monk confirmed his guess loudly.
The concept of qi is shared by many high-level earth martial artists.Even if it's that kind of wild martial artist, even if he hasn't heard the specific word of qi, he probably has a general knowledge.What these Martial Daoists lack is really strong qi and mature qigong skills.
Wang Chao thus asked about Kamepai Qigong.
"A marvelous martial art like Kamepai Qigong is the unique secret skill of the martial arts god..." the old monk said with emotion.
After his explanation, Wang Chao knew that although many high-end martial artists have heard of and understood the concept of qi, most martial artists, throughout their lives, use qi, the energy in the body, at most to a degree of It's just to condense it in the body to strengthen the body - so that it can not be afraid of bullets, and even resist small shells.
It is also because of this that in the comics, Sun Wukong just took a look at it, and he used Kamehae Qigong in a decent way, which is enough to show how terrible this low-level fighter who is rated as similar to a congenital disability in the Saiyan family actually has. talent and understanding.
Wang Chao was fascinated for a while, thinking, I don't know... Can I learn Kamehae Qigong?
The old monk said to himself: "I heard that Crane Immortal Liu has the qigong technique that can fly..." The voice was too low, Wang Chao didn't hear it at all, otherwise he would definitely discuss with him the principle of Wukong technique, and the hole hole. Questions like which one is more famous, Bo or Kamehae Qigong.
"Hey! It's you!"
At this moment, in the aisle between the auditoriums next to him, someone actually came over and pointed at Wang Chao in astonishment.
"Huh?" Wang Chao looked over and found that the man was a man with a camera hanging around his neck.Although he couldn't hear what the camera man said, but the other party pointed at him, he must be talking to him, so Wang Chao asked, "Who are you?"
"Hi, my name is Heasley, and I'm a special correspondent for "Fighting"!"
The camera man approached, took out an ID card wearing a blue strip from his pocket, and handed it to Wang Chao for a look. It turned out to be a press card.There was a small photo of the reporter on the card, and his real name—why he said his real name, because it also marked a pseudonym that this guy used when publishing articles in newspapers, which was called Brukent.
"You may not know, I have seen you! I even wrote a report for you, and it has been in the newspaper!"
"what?"
Wang Chao was at a loss when he heard the words, and returned the press card to this guy.
Who is this person?
"Me? Been in the newspaper?" He was a little surprised, squeezed out of the competition venue with the reporter, closed the door, and the world was immediately clean. "When did it happen? Why didn't I know?" Besides, what do I have to be in the newspapers?Wang Chao didn't quite understand.
The old monk was also curious.
"I can't explain a few sentences, wait a minute, I should take it with me..." The reporter called Heathley grabbed the backpack behind him, unzipped the zipper and searched, and quickly took out a small bag of transparent plastic The bag was full of photos and a few newspaper clippings. He handed it to Wang Chao and said with a smile, "You'll know it when you see it."
Wang Chao took it curiously, opened it and took out a photo.
The photo was taken from a distance on a shore. In the center of the picture is the silhouette of a wet boy, who seems to have just climbed up from the shore. The timing of the capture is very clever, and the boy turned his head and looked towards the direction of the sea. moment.
"Papaya Island?" Wang Chao recognized it.
(End of this chapter)
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