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Chapter three hundred and fourteen.

It has been more than a month since Ye Yunbiao returned to the capital, but what he experienced in this month is not much calmer than being outside the chaotic pass.

The formal establishment of the Yanjing branch of the Tongmenghui and the secret operation of the armed forces, the specific preparations and implementation of the follow-up recruitment work of the Chinese Warrior Association, somehow, were pressed on this young man who was only in his 20s overnight.

More importantly, he had to do his best to contact the martial arts master Li Cunyi, who was far away in Henan, to deal with the two masters of Russian boxing champion Malotov and European boxing champion Petrov to challenge the martial arts world in Beijing.

If it were just to set up a ring in the Sijiu City, it would not have caused public outrage from the Northern Martial Arts, let alone the practical master who had been hanging sticks at the Nine Gate for many years, after establishing his undefeated golden body, he gradually won high praise from the north and south martial arts worlds.

But the bad thing is that these two world-class Russian boxing champions are full of the extreme superiority of the so-called civilized world. The contempt for the Qing court, who had been behind for nearly a hundred years, and their contempt for Chinese martial arts, has reached an intolerable level.

On the third day when the two started to play, they posted posters everywhere in the capital, and even used some public opinion or malicious public relations to boast about all kinds of unspeakable Haikou. While insulting our Chinese arts, they even used foreign media newspapers to promote extreme remarks that Chinese people are sick men in East Asia in the capital.

The so-called "one stone stirs up a thousand waves". The two boxing champions' practice of letting go of hatred will naturally arouse the anger of the Chinese patriotic people and aspiring people. As a national martial arts world with its bravery and civilized courage, it has even fought back.

The entire martial arts world in the capital was detonated by a fire in this atmosphere. Not to mention the Hebei-Beijing-Jin area, even the Shaolin lineage, which has always rarely appeared in front of the world, could not bear it and went north. For a moment, the slogan of "expelling the Tartars and washing away the national humiliation" gradually resounded throughout China's country with the merchants who came and went from south to north...

However, what makes the Chinese people feel helpless is that although these two boxing champions speak wildly, their fighting skills are really powerful.

Putting aside the advantages of the two in the innate physical fitness of the race, relying solely on the use of the extreme exercise methods and nutrition derived from the modern scientific system, the two are enough to make their strong bones and muscles present the limit of the human body under the stimulation of a large number of drug hormones and special foods. What makes people feel powerless is that in addition to their super explosive power, they also have extremely outstanding performance and characteristics in speed and even pace.

What's more, under the various boxing rules they stipulated, they were already invincible...

The major boxing systems in the northern martial arts world are all martial arts methods named after the "Northern Leg". The most common boxing proverb is the saying "The hands are two doors, and they all rely on their feet to hit people." Although Ye Yunbiao was unwilling to admit it, after completely restraining his unrestrained and fierce footwork and leg skills, let alone those famous masters in the Beijing and Tianjin martial arts world, even the Shaolin monks who rushed to the long distance could hardly change their years of fighting habits...

Once the leg is released, it will be considered a foul. If the leg is released for the second leg, it will be directly eliminated!

In this extremely frustrated competitive state, those martial arts masters who are completely bound are unable to exert one or two of them even if they are strong. Not to mention that they have to fight the inhuman power of the two world-class boxing champions head-on...

This is no longer a gap in strength, nor is it a good or bad in vision and realm, but an extremely unfair competitive system. However, after some people were injured and disabled with their blood courage, more masters could not tolerate the expectant gazes of the Chinese people...

This kind of competition has gradually deviated from the scope of fairness and skills, but the limitations of this era and the people's hearts have caused this tragedy to happen again and again. In the end, it turned into a desperate battle that knew it would be ruined because of this, but still had to place hope on luck. It is called the country's winning glory, but it is actually a battle of greed for merit and advancement...

At this level, even the Qing court, which had always been weak and bullied, gradually became unbearable to the anger among the people. Although the masters of various sects were still not allowed to fight on the surface, they began to secretly release the wind in private, allowing the masters of various sects to come to power except for the masters of national martial arts in charge...

The idea is good, but the great powers are unwilling to see this situation. In order to ensure the fairness and justice of the so-called boxing champion's battle for hegemony, they not only began to use some comprador forces to disrupt the situation in the capital, but also introduced various inexplicable rules to restrict those real masters from taking office. The most speechless thing is that even the Tai Chi Yang Party, which has always been highly prestigious, was plagued by people for false reasons, which made them suffer from lawsuits...

The apparent battle for hegemony has gradually become a battlefield for many forces in the capital to secretly compete. After encountering despicable means such as unprecedented suppression, threats and even forced relocation, the originally noisy Beijing-Tianjin martial arts world suddenly appeared in a strange stalemate...

"Go, if it weren't for the love, your second master wouldn't have sent you a letter to let you go..."

In Luotuan Village, Cang County, Hebei Province, several angry martial arts people were sitting around an ordinary house, while the old man who was talking was Huang Shihai, the Bajima Gun who had been in bed for nearly a year...

Huang Shihai is 81 years old this year, and is the proud and outstanding figure of Li Dazhong, the second generation of the Baji Sect's "Sharp Gun". His skills in the Baji Sect have long been extraordinary. During the Xianfeng period, he was awarded the title of the sixth-rank military officer because of his outstanding martial arts skills. The person he just mentioned was naturally his junior brother, Zhang Jingliang, Li Shuwen's second master, Baji Stick King.

According to the rules in the martial arts world, Huang Shihai, who had no son, had to be treated by his disciple Li Shuwen after washing his hands in the golden basin. Therefore, when he heard that Huang Shihai was ill in bed, Li Shuwen resigned from the employment of Xu Lanzhou and Zhang Zuolin, leaving only his eldest disciple Huo Diange outside the pass, and took his two disciples back to Luodan Village to serve the master Huang Shihai. However, he didn't expect that such a big thing happened in the capital in just half a year after he came back...

Although Li Shuwen's personality is very popular, he is the most respectful person. Although the master Huang Shihai is now unable to cure his illness, in his eyes, with the master's years of Qi training and health training, this time he should not be in danger. Moreover, this competition in the capital has been escalated to the dispute between honor and intention between countries. The internal disputes in the national martial arts world in daily life are naturally not comparable...

"Sure, master, you can take good care of your illness. When I go to the capital to bring the foreigner off the stage, then return to your old bed to share family life!"

Huang Shihai nodded with a smile, reached out and patted Li Shuwen's arm, and said with some difficulty. "Foreigners are tall and large, with extremely strong explosive power, but they are definitely not as agile as us when moving the center of gravity. I feel relieved to rely on the elixir power you have practiced for decades!"

Li Shuwen is short. However, under the decades of persistent devouring Qi, the body contains extremely terrifying power. In addition, he has never married for life, and the bone marrow, qi and blood in his body are still as abundant and vigorous as a boy. However, because he is injured and disabled by taking action, he has always been disliked in the martial arts world. But now that he has reached such a time of recklessness, the call for him to come out is naturally higher than that of a wave.

So, when Li Shuwen arrived in the capital alone, the old and young men who like martial arts in the entire Sijiu City also surrounded this Bajiquan master, the number one in actual combat in the late Qing Dynasty, gathered under the arena of boxing champion fighting for hegemony...

"Bah, are there really no one in China? Is this kind of old man sent me?"

Malotov, who had been arrogant in the boxing ring for half a month, saw Li Shuwen, who came to the boxing ring like everyone holding the moon, was thin and dry. He felt anger rising in his heart. He thought that the Chinese deliberately sent such a shriveled old man to humiliate him, and on the other hand, he strictly abides by the weight system in boxing rules, and felt extremely disdainful...

Malotov hugged his shoulders with both hands and spat contempt at Li Shuwen, who was smiling, but he didn't know that the shriveled and thin old man in front of him was a martial arts star famous all over the country. Moreover, because of his extremely insulting behavior, he felt a strong murderous intent in his heart...

Who is Li Shuwen? It is a real warrior who will kill people if you take action. Although Malotov's body is like a steel bar and iron bone, it contains a very terrifying power, but in the eyes of a master of national martial arts, such a boxer who only practices death is the same as a dead person. If it weren't for the time when he just entered the city, the second master Zhang Jingliang repeatedly explained to him that the great powers in the capital were waiting for an opportunity to move, he would have been unable to withstand his explosive temperament and jumped into the boxing ring.

"The two of them compete with each other, and once they do something, they will inevitably be disabled. I am a bad old man who is about to fall into the ground. It doesn't matter if this boxing champion hurts me, but if I really hurt him accidentally, I'm afraid someone will make trouble again. Let's follow the martial arts rules of our China and each create a life and death document: no matter which side is disabled or killed, don't pay the other side, so that I will fight him!"

Hearing the words from the translator, Malotov laughed a little, and he also slightly put away his intention of underestimating the enemy. No matter what his opponent's skills are, since he is willing to make a duel contract, all the humiliation and honor will naturally be clearly distinguished in the ring...

Therefore, when the two signed the life and death documents very smoothly under the notarization of officials sent by the Qing court and ambassador of the Russian consulate, while they returned to the boxing ring, they almost burst out their strongest momentum, which instantly broke through the level that everyone in the audience could capture with their naked eyes...

Bang!

The two fists intersected, and then they took a step back and retreated rapidly. However, while their bodies flashed quickly, their eyes now emitted a strong murderous intent that looked like substance...

"Hehe, shit, fucking champion, let me die!"

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PS: I accompanied my wife to the hospital for physical examination today, and I only had time to write at night...

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