The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 313 Dong Sheng Becomes Famous
Pei Dongsheng was standing under the boulder in the arena, Li Changan had already walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You go to the first match!"

A simple sentence made Pei Dongsheng's blood boil. Master's words seemed to be still echoing in his ears. Today is not only a life-and-death struggle, but also his first step into the underground world!
Pei Dongsheng bowed to Li Changan, and then strode onto the ring.

There is only one rule limit for the life-and-death fight of Yama in the Ten Palaces, that is, it must be a one-on-one fight. In addition, there are no more than four players from each party participating in the life-and-death fight.

The Vietnamese Pingchuan faction came up first, a sallow-faced and thin-looking guy, but he half-kneeled on the ground with a plop, which startled Pei Dongsheng.

But this Vietnamese kid took out a Buddha statue, and then respectfully worshiped him, finally untied the slender package behind him, and took out a... sickle!

People who have harvested wheat in the Chinese countryside know this kind of sickle, which is curved like a half moon and has a wooden handle, but the wooden handle of the Vietnamese sickle is longer than the bamboo pole, just like a sickle gun.

Li Chang'an saw this scene below, and couldn't help laughing: "The Vietnamese are quite knowledgeable. They saw that Dong Sheng was good at close combat, so they chose this guy to come up. The so-called one-inch long, one-inch strong, the sickle gun was passed down from the Song Dynasty of China. When resisting gold, masters can use it to hook, cut, turn, wipe... The changes are weird, the purpose is to keep the opponent from getting close, and with the help of the principle of leverage, he can stalk the opponent to death without much effort."

What Li Changan said made Weiwei and the others nervous.

"Is Lao Pei going to be okay?" Weiwei touched Daxia Longque behind her: "Do you want me to lend him the knife?"

However, Li Chang'an smiled: "Don't worry, Dong Sheng's indestructible power of Vajra is much higher than this Vietnamese boy in terms of realm and strength. This is a life-and-death struggle with disparity in strength."

Everyone held their breath, watching the Vietnamese call out his name: "Ruan Wenxiong!"

Pei Dongsheng listened to his half-baked English, and said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what foreign devils say, so just speak up, come on."

The two of them talked like chicken and duck, and lost the interest in speaking harshly. The Vietnamese man stretched out his arm, and the sickle and gun trembled suddenly, hooking it towards Pei Dongsheng's neck.

Pei Dongsheng's expression remained unchanged. Instead of avoiding it, he took a step forward and punched the sharp sickle.

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest, and in a fight between two people, the straight fist is the strongest.

This is the concept of Jeet Kune Do, the famous martial artist Mr. Bruce Lee. At this time, Pei Dongsheng hit the sickle with a punch, and the sharp blade shattered immediately, but his shortest straight punch burst out with unimaginable power, directly shooting the sickle. His wooden pole was also shattered, and his fist, with a gleam of light, hit the Vietnamese directly following Pei Dongsheng's offensive.

The Vietnamese was thrown more than ten meters into the air, and landed on the edge of the boulder ring with a bang, without even humming, he lost his breath.

With one punch killing him instantly, Pei Dongsheng closed his fist and stood up, clasping his fists and cupping his hands according to the ancient Chinese rules.

There was silence all around, people from the Pingchuan faction rushed up desperately, but saw six black shadows enveloping them, and the black-robed men from the Weismoye Society quickly surrounded the dead Vietnamese, and then seemed to start chanting sutras there.

The people from the Pingchuan faction quit, and the only guy without a hood in the Weismoye Society smiled and said: "We will chant scriptures to save the dead souls. Money."

The members of the Pingchuan faction started making noise, and the leader of Nayakuza roared angrily: "The fight is still going on, please respect the fighters on the stage!"

The Vietnamese Pingchuan faction were all pale. The second challenger gritted his teeth and unbuttoned his coat, revealing the throwing knives all over his body.

It is said that the Vietnam People's Army special agent team has a very special "flying knife training" during training. As soon as this guy came on stage, he circled around Pei Dongsheng, with one flying knife and two flying knives in his hand, and kept swinging it in his hand Make a knife flower, and then wait for an opportunity to attack.

Pei Dongsheng already had the demeanor of everyone at this time, with his hands raised slightly, the opening gesture of the Kongtong Flying Dragon Fist, the dragon raised its head, but did not utter a word.

When the Vietnamese flying swordsman showed a flaw in his footwork, Pei Dongsheng had already stepped forward, and his fists were powerful, and he struck out suddenly, and the dragon raised his head!
The Vietnamese flying swordsman was knocked out of the ring without a single blow, but he did not die, but his neck was also broken, which was more sad than death.

The black-robed man from the Weismoye Society over there couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, as if regretting that the Vietnamese had narrowly escaped death.

Pei Dongsheng bowed his hands again, and Weiwei and the others below cheered: "Old Pei, you are so handsome, so handsome!" Even the Japanese leader of Yakuza nodded secretly, his eyes full of interest.

There are still two opportunities for the Vietnam Pingchuan faction to challenge. The third one is a fairly tall man. When he came up, he took out a needle, gave himself an injection, and then rushed up like a madman.

Pei Dongsheng punched three times in a row. The guy's bones were broken and he was vomiting blood. He still punched like a mad dog. Finally, Pei Dongsheng lost his patience and knocked him out with the "Dragon Wagging Tail" from the Kongtong Flying Dragon Fist. past.

However, Pei Dongsheng kept Zuo Feilong's teaching in mind, and instead of killing him, he directly kicked this guy off. In the life-and-death struggle of the Yulan Basin, this is really rare.

Demonstrating the way of benevolence and righteousness here is like playing the piano to a cow.

Not only were the people of the Pingchuan faction in Vietnam not grateful, but they felt deeply insulted.

The last person is the trump card of the Pingchuan faction. This person is over thirty years old and has a honest appearance. After taking the stage, he also opened his coat, revealing a pair of fist blades in his waist.

Pei Dongsheng showed interest, and finally he could have a close fight to his heart's content.

Li Changan off the court frowned: "This guy is the successor of 'Yue Wu Dao'."

Zhu Xiaohu was curious: "Martial arts in Vietnam?"

Li Chang'an nodded: "Vietnamese Martial Arts combines local traditional martial arts and other martial arts from around the world. It is more suitable for the short and flexible Vietnamese. They are good at defense and counterattack, and the most important thing is to work hard on their feet!"

Weiwei frowned: "But this guy is wearing a fist blade. Is this to confuse Lao Pei on purpose?"

When Weiwei said this, she couldn't help but want to warn Pei Dongsheng loudly, but was stopped by Li Changan: "This is an experience for Dongsheng, don't worry, Yue Wu Dao is just learning the superficial aspects of Chinese martial arts, there is nothing to be afraid of."

At this time, the two people in the arena had already matched their boxing skills.

The boxing technique of Yue Wu Dao's successor is also amazing, he actually played the profound meaning of the Five Elements Boxing, it seems that he has stolen a lot from Chinese martial arts.

Five Elements Boxing is simple and rough, wide opening and closing. It pays attention to the stability of the lower body, the straight middle body, and the ruthless upper body.

Pei Dongsheng unleashed Flying Dragon Fist. It was rare for him to meet a master boxing master, so he felt much more comfortable. In order to fight more with this Vietnamese boxer, sometimes he deliberately didn't use the strength of the thick soil, and only came to head-to-head to fight hard!

As the upper fists came and went, the successor of Yue Martial Dao suddenly shouted, his fists came together to block in front of him, but his feet flew in succession.

Combining the attack method of Huaxia's whip and legs, coupled with the unique chain flying kick of Yue Martial Arts, he kicked Pei Dongsheng seven times in a row, all of which hit his joints.

Pei Dongsheng tilted his feet and half-kneeled on the ground. The people from the Pingchuan faction below all cheered.

But before the cheers were over, the martial arts guy soared into the air, and made a movement of spreading the wings of a big roc in mid-air, but a mouthful of old blood spurted out more than half a meter, and fell to the ground and rolled painfully.

People from the Pingchuan faction rushed up, but they didn't know why their ace was injured?
Pei Dongsheng on the ring let out a sigh of relief, and secretly threw a handful of stones in his hand. Just now, he used the force of the thick earth to hit the Vietnamese man in the chest with a stone. Because the power of diamond is too strong, that The stone fell through Nanren's chest and went out from the back of his neck, so it looked very strange.

The members of the Weismoye Society also rushed up "excitedly", and the leading Indian asked excitedly, "Are you dead? Are you dead?"

The first life-and-death fight came to an end in such a dramatic way. Pei Dongsheng killed the audience almost without bloodshed. It was the first battle that made him famous!
(End of this chapter)