In other towns and counties, I guess I don’t know the situation of No. 3 Middle School, but most schools in this city know the name of No. 3 Middle School.

The sharp-eyed ones can even be recognized. Chen Ming once represented No. 3 Middle School and participated in the previous city-wide middle school fighting competition. Of course, that competition is not counted, after all, the performance is relatively high.

"I'll meet you!" After all, someone has already entered the ring. In fact, it's not just this ring, but other rings have also started to join. More people are watching, because it takes an hour to win.

"Liu Tao from No. 5 Middle School, come and have a visit!" Liu Tao made a gesture. Chen Ming could probably see that this guy should have even fallen, maybe Sanda or something, but he is definitely not a person in the circle.

After saying that, he immediately rushed towards Chen Ming, using the method of capture in the army, and of course the elimination version. A version like this seems to be occasionally found in a bookstore, and almost all the killer moves have been deleted.

Liu Tao has a very good physique, and first of all, his explosive power is very good. He soon came to Chen Ming. Just when he was about to show off, he found that Chen Ming was like a slippery loach and could not catch him at all.

What he practiced was grappling skills, and even combined some skills of wrestling and mulberry. If the problem cannot be grasped, it will be useless.

In a blink of an eye, he was kicked off the ring and lay on the ground like a toad.

"Hahaha..." Seeing this, the contestants around couldn't help laughing. Liu Tao had no face to stay here anymore and fled directly. Each person could only play once, otherwise why would so many people still be watching?

The second one did not come up, and everyone in the circle could see that Chen Ming's body skills were good, but his trump card was definitely not just body skills. The disciples of the Wudang Sect in the crowd were very strange. After all, Chen Ming's body skills were vaguely marked by cloud body and wind body.

He was sure that Chen Ming was definitely not a disciple of the Wudang Sect. After all, what he had on his chest was the badge of the Wuhu Sect.

Maybe I should go back and report that the Wuhu Sect seems to be using the Wudang Sect’s martial arts casually, and it is a relatively core martial arts. When can the famous and upright sects be so unscrupulous?

"……………” There were three or four people on the other stages, and the second one on his side had not come up. Chen Ming couldn't sit still. He thought for a while, and then shouted, "I plan to ask for the representative power of Xi'an this time. Who has any objection?"

For a moment, let alone the people around him, the people in the ring were attracted.

The referees also felt that the student was a little arrogant. There were so many people around him that he actually dared to say such words.

"I remember him. I seemed to have participated in a city-wide competition before." One of the referees was a little familiar with Chen Ming, and he was also a referee in the fighting competition at that time.

"That fighting competition doesn't count, the performances are more in nature, and even the rankings are arranged on purpose." Another referee complained directly.

"No, although this guy only won one game..." Then he pointed to the door, "But that punch was very amazing."

Everyone looked over and saw that there were obvious traces of repairs on the cement walls near the door. This is a legend. Before a student went out, he punched a punch here.

"That person is him?" So a referee asked.

"Yes, it's him, who punched a mark on the wall. At that time, I thought that if he could do his best, he should have won the championship in the game at that time." The referee replied earlier.

"So that's it. Because of the arrogant capital, I'm shouting here... Someone has gone up!" The referee next to me nodded, and when he said that, someone has already gone up to challenge Chen Ming.

"I'll meet you!" The one who came up did not seem to be from the circle. He looked like he was a second or third year student, 1.8 meters tall, and his muscles were very strong.

"What I want to say is that martial arts is not a muscle-heavy thing, but it means you are very strong..." Chen Ming lost his balance by using only the 40% Tai Chi to achieve a huge impact.

Looking at a guy who fell off the ring, Chen Ming reminded: "It is recommended to practice horse stance in the future. The lower plate is too floating!"

Or when exercising, I pay too much attention to exercise on the upper body, so the upper and lower ratios are a bit uneven. It is not the kind of chicken legs. I can only say that the upper and lower ratios are not very balanced, and I have not deliberately practiced the lower ratios, so it is easy to deal with.

Speaking of which, the disciples of the Wudang Sect stepped forward and did not rush to fight. Instead, they bowed and said, "Wudang Zhang Pei, please give me advice!"

"Five Tigers Chen Ming, please give me advice!" Chen Ming nodded and signaled the other party to attack first. It was just a bit strange. Doesn't Wudang's philosophy generally advocate the first time to come? Well, it's just right to practice the martial arts in Wudang.

The other party quickly came over, using fighting Tai Chi. It was moving, fast, ruthless and accurate. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that this is actually Tai Chi. In other words, Tai Chi itself emphasizes the meaning but not the form. When the boxing intention is here, then no matter how hard it is to fight Tai Chi, otherwise it would be useless to imitate it no matter how similar it is.

Tai Chi has yin and yang, and it is not said that it can only overcome hardness with softness. It is also the concept of Tai Chi. It can only be said that most modern people limit their imaginations in order to abide by tradition.

Just like traditional Chinese medicine, if you have to respect ancient methods and do not understand reform, then no one will be blamed for being replaced by Western medicine.

"Tai Chi is good..." Chen Ming repeatedly parried, using Mian Palm, and would use Tai Chi to fight back from time to time.

"Your is not bad either... When will the Wuhumen be able to use other schools of martial arts at will?" the latter asked in a low voice.

"Of course not..." Chen Ming used a wrong person and used Yunshifeng to stagger him in one position. "My situation is just a special one. My father seems to be a disciple of the Wudang Sect."

"It seems that this word is used a bit subtle..." The latter was stunned, but he did not accept this statement very much.

"There's no way. I know this happened a month ago. I didn't know what my parents were." Chen Ming replied, and then the Mian Palm suddenly turned into a tiger's claw, grabbed it, "Absent?"

"I admit defeat..." The latter knew very well. If he didn't admit defeat, the other party would probably crush his bones. The tiger claw skills of the Wuhumen are so domineering.

"Take it!" Chen Ming nodded and let go of his hand.

"I will report to the sect when I go back! We will verify your situation." The latter said.

"By the way, I say hello to my grandfather. It seems that he is an elder of the Wudang Sect..." Chen Ming thought for a while and replied, "To be honest, after all, I have never had any father or mother since I was a child... I don't dare to see them for grandpa and grandpa and other things..."

"………Okay, I will report it truthfully." The latter was silent and nodded. There was only one elder named Chen in the entire Wudang Sect, and it was difficult to admit his mistakes. If Chen Ming was really his grandson, then his status in the Wudang Sect would be considered high enough.

It’s just a pity that such a person actually joined the Wuhu Sect…

"Who else?" Chen Ming looked at everyone, "Is there no one who can fight?"
Chapter completed!