Even if you defend like this, it will be almost the same as the whole person being ruined.

The problem is now a competition, and Chen Ming is not able to kill anyone, so he used a little spinning technique to press it on the opponent's chest. The pressure range changed and his power naturally decreased.

However, Xiao Ping felt that a force spread throughout his body where his chest and Chen Ming's hand came into contact with him, and the result was that his entire person's balance had changed.

Why do you have to hold Chen Ming's head and then hit him with your knees? This ensures that you can hit the head. At the same time, while pressing the other party's head, it will cause the other party to lose balance and focus.

But just now, he lost his balance. After all, when he ran out of his knee, his body was in a semi-floating state. At that time, he was only about 0.1 second and could hit Chen Ming.

Or at that time, his knees had already contacted Chen Ming's face. Before he could completely release the impact, he had already lost his balance. He held Chen Ming's hand and took the opportunity to avoid it, eventually making the impact invalid.

On the contrary, because of his powerful force, Xiao Ping was knocked out and fell outside the ring.

The referee counted ten times, but Xiao Ping could not return to the ring. At this time, the game had been confirmed to end...

"The winner is Xi'an No. 3 Middle School, Chen Ming!" The referee solemnly announced that this means that Chen Ming won the first place in the National Middle School Student Fighting Competition this time!

"Awesome!" The audience burst out directly.

"What happened just now? Didn't you kick him?" Some people still don't understand it very much, so they don't understand it.

"I was beaten away, so awesome!" More people were shocked by this sense of blow.

Normal competitions have been completely refreshed, and their understanding of martial arts. When can martial arts be so cool? In the impression of many people, such a situation can only occur in fighting games!

"That's the moment..." When she arrived below the venue, Xiao Ping covered her stomach and stepped forward.

"A little trick." Chen Ming certainly wouldn't say it.

"I mean your hand is fine, right?" Xiao Ping looked at Chen Ming. After he was hit for a moment, he felt his bones crack. Chen Ming's recoil should not be low.

Moreover, he could feel that the other party had originally hit him with one punch, but in order to be careful to hurt him, he temporarily changed the method. This method is probably not very friendly to his palms.

"It looks a little twisted..." Chen Ming smiled, and his arms under his clothes had become red and swollen. "It's almost the same for a few days to recuperate. If it weren't for the last game, it would be impossible to take out such a move."

"……………” Xiao Ping suddenly realized that it was natural that he would lose, "Treat it sooner."

"Some temporary measures have been used. The awards will be awarded later. I will go back and treat them slowly." Chen Ming replied.

"There is no need to fight so hard..." Xiao Ping complained, then went to the referee and said.

Upon hearing this, the referee immediately came over to ask if Chen Ming was injured. The latter could not hide it, so he could only tell the truth. After confirming his injury, the referee immediately called the medical team to come over to treat him.

"Is it okay?" Lin Manman came over under the leadership of Li Zhi.

"Twisted his arm... Haha, when he is not strong enough, forcing his full attack is indeed a bit arrogant." Chen Ming said mockingly, and at this moment he had already started to treat himself.

As for his professional techniques, medical staff can only watch from the side obediently. It is said that long-term illness becomes a good doctor, and those who practice martial arts are also the best doctors for trauma. This is really not wrong.

"You haven't fully developed that move just now, right?" Li Zhi probably knew what that move was, but even if he knew the principle of that thing, he would not dare to try it randomly.

What is acupoints that are resistors, and then magnetize the resistors so that the arms can exert their true power...

Not to mention whether you have a clear understanding of the acupoints, letting the internal force enter the arm is a waste of itself. Not to mention that there are so many internal forces that can demagnetize these resistors. This move seems very immature, but it is only now.

The real problem is that just by being able to use this move, more than 99% of the martial arts practitioners have been eliminated.

"But acupoint magnetization has been done all the time. Although it can only magnetize a little bit every day, or even insignificant. However, after continuing every day, the magnetization of the acupoints will become higher and higher, and eventually lose their resistance." Chen Ming thought for a while and said.

Isn’t the so-called opening of a certain acupoint and opening up a certain meridian?

"Haha..." Li Zhi was powerless to refute. After all, he had grown up in an environment without internal energy since he was a child. Now that he was asked to cultivate internal energy, he probably knew the way to practice, but the problem was that the principle was to have only one understanding.

Perhaps children who have received this education since childhood can be more relaxed. His generation probably only knows how to cultivate and use internal strength, and it is estimated that it is very difficult to further develop it.

"How can I do if I want to gain powerful strength but don't put in enough effort?" Chen Ming probably guessed the other party's thoughts, so he reminded carefully.

"I know, I know..." Li Zhi was speechless. He was taught a lesson by a sixteen-year-old child, but he could not refute it.

In the last game, it was originally possible that Xiang Zidaohui should have won. But this guy seemed to underestimate the lay disciple in Shaolin, and after seeing the previous competition, the latter seemed to have rekindled his fighting spirit...

As you can imagine, Xiang Zidao, a Wudang disciple, ranked last and became fifth.

In the audience, Chen Ming's grandfather Chen Shiqi became furious. Seeing this scene, Chen Ming could only observe a three-second silence for Xiang Zidao, hoping that the punishment he received would not be so severe.

"I'm so angry!" Seeing the five people coming up to receive the prize, Chen Shiqi looked at Xiang Zidao, who was ranked fifth, and his anger was still not gone.

There is a rare disciple of the Wudang Sect who entered the top five of the competition, but ended up being the last.

"Elder, there is no need to be so angry..." The head of the sect pointed to Chen Ming, who was ranked first, "Your grandson is ranked first! He is your grandson, so he can be considered half a disciple of the Wudang Sect!"

"Why is such a good seedling, why isn't it a disciple of our Wudang Sect?" Chen Shiqi's focus was obviously elsewhere.

Faced with this situation, the head of the sect couldn't say anything. When a person gets old, his temper sometimes becomes a little weird.

Especially after his son passed away, the old man's temper became even more strange. Fortunately, he did not show too much grief. Should he say that his heart is stable, or is he using this method to vent his grief?
Chapter completed!