The underground black fist is located on the third negative floor of a building.

Fu Qiu and others passed through several gates before they saw the true face of Lushan Mountain.

There are several arenas in total, all of which are large in area, and are surrounded by people at this time.

Some people in the crowd were waving their arms, looking extremely excited and excited, and they looked like they were betting on dogs.

Fu Qiu looked to the left side of the arena.

Sanda, boxing, jujitsu, there are quite a lot of tricks.

Suddenly his eyes were attracted by a ring.

There were two people fighting, one was a middle-aged man, and the other was relatively young. He looked in his mid-twenties, and he was at the peak of his youthful strength. He was a standard Taekwondo master.

Fu Qiu didn't recognize the boxing style of another middle-aged man. It was a bit of a physical style, but not entirely. It shouldn't be a well-known style of boxing.

There are so many small boxing styles in the world, and they are even passed down by several families. There are too many to count.

The Taekwondo master suddenly rushed forward, jumped 1.67 meters in the air, and kicked his legs violently.

Extremely fast and explosive.

Of course, it’s also extremely beautiful!

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Fu Qiu was attracted to this Taekwondo master at a glance. If he saw it right, this person's kick was the top kick in Taekwondo. He could perform this move by jumping with both legs and kicking continuously. With such strength and speed,

The explosion was completely professional.

In some international taekwondo competitions where the gold content is low, it is not a problem to mix up the brands.

Just from this one leg, you can see that he is not on the same level as the rest of the people in the ring.

Of course, usually when masters use their moves, they won't leave the ground easily.

Especially when kicking out of thin air, there is nowhere to draw on force. If the speed is not fast enough and the explosive power is not strong enough, the opponent will seize the opportunity and be completely overturned.

This taekwondo master obviously did not make such a mistake. He had fought with his opponent for dozens of moves and had already gained the upper hand. He kept pressing the opponent to fight. At this time, he suddenly used this move to seize the opportunity and just wanted to lightly attack the opponent.

End the game easily.

"The other side is going to be defeated." Fu Qiu estimated in his mind.

Although Fu Qiu didn't see what type of boxer the opponent was, the middle-aged man obviously couldn't avoid this kick.

However, the next moment,

The man's reaction was beyond Fu Qiu's expectation. He stepped diagonally and his whole body was like a grasshopper, narrowly escaping this move.

The Taekwondo master was surprised, but he could also see the sweat on the opponent's forehead and the slight trembling in his body.

The other party flicked slightly, obviously showing great strength.

Just as he landed on the ground, he then raised his leg up to his head, like a big ax falling to the ground, and hit the opponent's head hard, followed by another fierce kick.

The middle-aged man threw his arms and was hit hard. He shrank violently and his body was already unstable.

The Taekwondo master continued to kick continuously, switching in between, very coherently, and always maintained an offensive posture without stopping for a moment. This showed extremely solid skills and abundant physical strength.

Snapped!

The middle-aged man was unable to resist the sudden attack on his leg. He was kicked several meters away and fell heavily on the ring.

After a while, the referee raised the taekwondo master's hand and announced his victory.

The audience also cheered, and almost no one cared about another failed loser.

Only Fu Qiu's eyes were full of curiosity, and he was still recalling the last few techniques of changing the force on that man's legs in his mind.

"Doesn't it feel a bit inconsistent with common sense?"

Fu Qiu thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand why. In his previous life, he was also a master in the fighting industry. He had seen various schools and learned everything thoroughly.

With the Jinyuan offensive, he has fought against some professional boxing champions and boxing champions, each with his own victory or defeat, so he has sufficient experience.

But some of the other party's techniques were not in line with his knowledge.

His intuition told him that there was a secret inside that he didn't know.

"Moreover, a mere underground black boxing match has such a high standard?"

Fu Qiu thought carefully: "It seems that the fighting skills in this world are somewhat different. Maybe I can find the so-called internal martial arts here."

In his previous life, he also looked for martial arts from his wife, but unfortunately, it was of no use.

All attempts to block pores and darken energy are in vain.

In this life, he saw a black boxing match, but he suddenly had a goal.

He walked straight towards the boxers' changing room.

"Brother Fu, where are you going?"

Fu Qiu looked back at the two younger brothers and said casually: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll go over there for a stroll."

After waiting at the door for a long time, Fu Qiu finally saw the middle-aged man. His expression was a little lonely. Losing a game would probably be a great loss to him.

"Wait!" Fu Qiu was too busy to stop this person.

Liu Quan raised his head and glanced at this young man in power. Seeing the tattoos exposed on some parts of his body, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"What?" His voice was cold.

"I want to learn boxing from you." Fu Qiu said straightforwardly.

A flash of astonishment flashed across Liu Quan's eyes, and his attitude improved a little. He paused and shook his head.

"I don't teach boxing."

With that said, he wanted to leave.

"I'll give you the money." Fu Qiu took his arm.

"I don't teach boxing." Liu Quan still insisted.

Fu Qiu stretched out five fingers: "Five thousand, I will pay five thousand."

Liu Quan hesitated a little and sighed: "Young man, I don't care if you are joking or not, you should learn that."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Taekwondo master on the ring who looked as proud as a big rooster.

"I don't teach boxing."

"Ten thousand, I'm not joking!" Fu Qiu said firmly.

At this moment, Liu Quan finally stopped and looked at Fu Qiu, hesitant.

Fu Qiu immediately took off a gold watch from his wrist: "This is made of gold, I'm not kidding."

Liu Quan weighed the gold watch in his hand. The heavy weight made him understand that the other party was really not joking.

"Do you really want to learn boxing from me?"

Fu Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Liu Quan: "Then let's agree first that my kung fu is difficult to learn, very tiring, and far less effective than foreigners' kung fu."

Fu Qiu nodded: "I know. One more question, is your Kung Fu an internal martial art?"

Liu Quan didn't expect Fu Qiu to be knowledgeable, so he nodded: "It's an insider."

Fu Qiu nodded immediately: "Then learn."

Liu Quan saw that the other party was in high spirits.

I don't know what to say either.

Internal boxing is not necessarily better than external boxing.

The person who practices Taekwondo on the stage is the best example. The opponent is a foreigner, but after scientific training, he has plenty of physical strength, pure moves, fast speed, good physical strength, strong explosive power, and enough changes.

Backhand.

Who dares to say that victory is guaranteed?

At that time, foreign strongmen were rampant, which was also the best example.

Unless you can become a master.

However, in this era, what if you become a master?

Even with a gun, there is still no way to escape.

"Why did I suddenly think of this?"

Liu Quan suddenly smiled, thinking that he was thinking too much.
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