Conquer the world of the heavens

Chapter 9 Come on, the sick man of East Asia!
After Milan took the stage, he suddenly raised his fists high and shouted: "Come on, sick man of East Asia!"

Haha!

Under the stage, other foreigners laughed out loud, full of contempt.

Foreigners like to call the Qing people, the sick men of East Asia, and yellow-skinned monkeys.

Because foreigners eat beef and drink milk, they are tall and strong, with ferocious muscles, and they are full of strength; while the Qing people eat bran and drink water, can't eat enough, have thin bodies, yellow and muscular, like monkeys .

The Chinese people are so weak that they seem to be blown down by a gust of wind, so they are called the sick man of East Asia!

As soon as the words "Sick man of East Asia, come on" were spoken, many officials of the Qing Dynasty looked very unhappy.

At this time, a man from the Qing Dynasty walked up, holding a stick in his hand, and seemed to be an assistant.

boom!
A man from the Qing Dynasty who was acting as an assistant hit him with a wooden stick in his hand, and Milan directly blasted him away with one punch.

With a violent noise, the big stick shattered.

Under the stage, several Qing people looked pale.

"Hold on! Useless yellow-skinned monkey!"

Milan smiled ferociously, and punched the Qing man, making a dull sound.

It was like hitting a sandbag, just for a moment, the Qing man's head was covered with hematoma, and he vomited blood from his mouth.

Milan mentioned this big lover as if he was holding a monkey, and threw the monkey out with a wave of his hand.

Under the spotlight, Milan is like an ancient behemoth, with bulging muscles, arrogant and violent beauty.

"It seems that tonight is a night of bloodshed." The British Minister smiled: "In our Europe, if the two parties fail to agree, and then two men take up arms and have a life-and-death duel...a man can be uneducated , but you can’t duel, a man who can’t duel is not a good man!”

"Four British prime ministers once participated in a duel. The famous American Federalist Alexander Hamilton was seriously injured by Aaron Burr, who was the vice president at the time, and died the next day. Andrew Jackson, who served as the general of the US army and the seventh US president Also famous for duels. Pushkin, the greatest Russian poet and the founder of Russian literature, died in a duel.”

"A nation that dares to fight is a great nation, but the Qing Dynasty is too weak to dare to fight!"

After saying this, all the foreigners looked at Mr. Zhou with a half-smile.

"Then let's fight!" Lord Zhou said angrily.

The British Minister chuckled, "I won't say much, hahaha, according to your Qing Dynasty saying, 'It's a donkey or a horse, pull it out for a walk'."

Immediately Master Zhou felt a little embarrassed, and said to the bodyguard on the side: "Go up!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Immediately, the bodyguard jumped onto the ring.

"Xingyiquan, Duan Xing, come and learn Mr. Milan's brilliant moves!"

Duan Xing said.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and it was another wonderful fight, like a gladiator, wonderful.

The host said: "Okay, this Mr. Duan who comes to Xingyiquan, wants to compete with Mr. Milan!"

Duan Xingdao: "It's just a barbarian, if you underestimate my Chinese martial arts, you're looking for death!"

The host said: "In the arena, there are no rules. The only rule is to defeat the enemy. There is an old saying in the Qing Dynasty that swords and guns have no eyes, and life and death are conceited. Even if Mr. Milan is killed by Mr. Duan, we will not stop it; Of course, if Mr. Duan is beaten to death by Mr. Milan, we will not stop him!"

"In the arena, there is no need to use any improper means such as knives, guns, etc. Each person depends on his own ability. If he can't hold on, he will jump off the arena or shout surrender."

After finishing speaking, the host jumped off the ring directly.

Immediately, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Milan murmured, and said in broken Chinese: "You... are not... strong enough."

"You'll know after you fight!" Duan Xing chuckled and put on a pose.

Wang Bin's eyes lit up, and he began to watch the battle intently.

On the side, Alice grabbed Wang Bin's arm: "Wang, who do you think is stronger?"

Before Wang Bin could speak, the foreigner on the side said: "Mr. Milan, of course. Boxing is about strength. Whoever is stronger wins! And Mr. Duan is too thin, so he is not at the same level of strength!"

"Boxing is divided into heavyweight, flyweight, featherweight, bantamweight, lightweight, middleweight, and heavyweight. For fairness, the division of weight can level the difference between opponents of the same level. In boxing, Weight doesn't mean it's possible for a light heavyweight to beat a heavyweight. But the fact is that the odds of that happening are slim."

Another foreigner, who seemed to be a boxing enthusiast, said enthusiastically.

"In the arena, two boxing masters are fighting, just like two countries fighting. The competition is military strength, industrial strength... The Qing Empire fought against the Empire on which the sun never sets. Can't 36 tricks be used?"

"No, it's two countries, the gap in national strength!"

"There is an old saying in the Qing Dynasty, in the face of absolute strength, the so-called 36 tricks, all conspiracies and calculations are just illusions... Vulnerable to a single blow."

There was a foreigner who used the gap in national power as a metaphor for this boxing match.

Alice smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. The so-called 'inner strength' practiced by the Qing people is said to be very miraculous, and it seems that it will be revealed soon."

At this time, there was a sudden crackling sound on the ring.

The two have already started fighting.

Duan Xing was like a cheetah, very fast, he culled towards the elephant, and launched an offensive sensitively.

Milan looked very clumsy, his body was like a target, and he seemed very clumsy after being hit by raindrops of fists and feet.

This is the battle between cheetahs and elephants!

"it is good!"

"Good fight!"

The Qing people below couldn't help applauding.

Some foreigners also politely clapped their hands a few times to express their approval.

Most of these audiences don't understand martial arts, and they just watch the fun.

"Wow, this paragraph is simply amazing!"

Alice's eyes lit up.

Duan Xing seems to have practiced lightness kung fu and other skills, and his movements are very smooth, and Milan can't always catch his figure.

However, Duan Xing repeatedly attacked Milan, and it seemed that Milan was at a disadvantage.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Wang Bin's eyes were calm, not agitated at all, he sighed in his heart, and shook his head secretly at Duan Xing's performance.

"This man has practiced Xingyiquan before, but his moves don't match his strength. His punching moves look fierce, and he can hit people, but the lethality is not enough. The speed is not bad, but the strength is simply too weak. ...I'm afraid I can't even break through Milan's defense! It looks like I'm going to lose!"

Wang Bin sighed.

Learning martial arts, learning Xingyiquan, Taijiquan, and Baguazhang are actually similar, and in the end they all lead to the same goal.

Generally speaking, strength and speed of a warrior are the first foundation, the second foundation is defense, and the third is explosive power. As for the moves, as long as they are practiced to the end, there is not much difference.

Sure enough, Milan, who had been stuck in the "beaten" situation, persisted for a while, and captured Duan Xing's trajectory.

When Duan Xing kicked over, he suddenly opened his arms, hugging Duan Xing like a big bird.

"open!"

Then go, fall on the ring!

boom!
The arena felt like an earthquake, Duan Xing vomited blood.

Another punch came, like a heavy hammer!
Duan Xing was killed on the spot!

(End of this chapter)