I am Han Fuzhi from the beginning of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 143 The Shape and Meaning of Wang Hammer

"The game begins!" The referee yelled.

Han Fu and Wang Chui didn't move for a while.

"1000 million, here you are, how about just admitting defeat?" Wang Chui smiled and said.

"No, no, as long as I enter the top ten, I can reward 1000 million. If I get the first place, it will be 5000 million, plus the academy's rewards and honors."

Han Fu stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred million, I can admit defeat."

"Pfft!" The referee on one side almost vomited blood after hearing this.

He has seen those who fought against each other, those who pretended to be pigs and ate tigers, and those who ended up in a stalemate.

But it is not seen that the dirty business is directly carried out on the stage.

"No, at worst I will challenge you later." Wang Chui shook his head to express his refusal. Two hundred million is not a small amount, and it can't be solved by just admitting defeat.

"Then come on! Do your best, you don't want to be the same as the one just now!"

Han Fu smiled and said to Wang Chuan, this is his benefactor, of course he should face it with a smile.

"I'm not Dong Ziyang, but I'm impressed that you can defeat him with one move."

"Roar!" Wang Chui roared, rushing towards him like a colorful tiger roaring fiercely.

Han Fu only felt that his head was touched by a thread, which was obviously a mental shock, but unfortunately, his mental strength was so great that he ignored it at all.

Immediately after a gust of wind hit, Wang Hammer exploded at a speed far exceeding that of a third-level warrior.

"Look, Wang Hammer has made a move! So fast!" suddenly Wu Lei shouted.

"Huh? Han Fu was stunned again. This is underestimating the enemy! It seems that the emphasis is really on participating!" Lu Chenggong said in surprise.

"It's a pity, Wang Hammer is not Dong Ziyang!"

"That's right! Wang Hammer's Xingyiquan is so perfect, it's almost equivalent to fighting a mighty tiger."

However, Wang Zhui almost showed a victorious smile, and he had all his trump cards out. His mental impact could make people lose consciousness for a moment, and many dark power masters accidentally suffered hidden losses.

A place near the high platform.

A group of college teachers accompanied a deputy dean and several elders to watch the game.

"Teachers, this year's situation is good, much better than last year's Du Ruxu and the others. Not to mention that Li Yuanba has good physique, great strength, and his speed is not bad. Even Wang Hammer, who is a master of Xingyiquan, seems to be good."

A teacher introduced the situation of the powerful warriors in the arena one by one.

One of the elders looked at the situation in the field and said coldly with some disappointment:
"This martial arts competition is actually a mess, the use of various moves is messy, and Li Yuanba is purely using his body and blood to bully people."

"Especially Wang Chuan's opponent, facing the enemy without moving, he actually underestimated the enemy, shouldn't he be frightened?"

As the elder spoke, he pointed his finger at Han Fu.

However, at the next moment, he suddenly stopped talking, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise:
"So fast!"

Han Fu only felt that Wang Chui's move was menacing and powerful, but the speed was a little slower than him.

So with such a sharp and mysterious blow, he was facing the mentally powerful Han Fu.

Everyone's voices stopped abruptly, and then they looked at the competition stage with disbelief, shouting mmp in their hearts.

I saw a pair of powerful and heavy fists being gently received by Han Fu.

As if acting, Wang Chui's hand ran into Han Fu's palm by itself.

"Oh?" Wang Chui pulled hard but didn't move, as if wrapped in steel and iron bones, his hands hurt from being clenched.

"Boom!" Wang Chui quickly kicked Han Fu again, trying to save his hand.

Wang Chui's hand was rescued, but it was a pity that Han Fu grabbed it with a wave of his hand, and threw it out with his backhand without holding it.

Wang Zhui felt a powerful force coming towards him, and with his not weak strength, he couldn't stop it and flew out.

With a sound of "Boom!", Wang Hammer fell heavily to the ground, rolling and losing his strength.

Now Wang Chui knew that Han Fu's strength was not ordinary, but far surpassed his strength.

Han Fu was a bit bored, this hammer was indeed extraordinary, and even broke out with a force of more than 5000 jin for the first time.

Generally, a third-level warrior only weighs three thousand kilograms, and four thousand kilograms is considered a rare genius.

Five thousand catties is really good, but Han Fu's strength can explode to seven thousand catties, not to mention his physical defense, which is stronger than strength, cannot be shaken by mere five thousand catties.

Unless it is a force of tens of thousands of catties, Han Fu will be hurt. Of course, if someone is holding a weapon, a force of several thousand catties can hurt him who is not defending.

Han Fu stepped forward and punched out, and a gust of punching wind broke out, which made Wang Chui's hair fly.

On the contrary, Wang Chui was shocked, he quickly gritted his teeth, and quickly dodged in a short body.

The whole person is like a monkey, although the speed is not faster than Han Fu, but it has escaped Han Fu's several straight punches relying on speed.

Seeing Wang Chui jumping up and down, Han Fu yelled as a reminder: "Dayun Guangming Fist!"

Hearing Han Fu's yell, Wang Chui rolled his eyes, such a money-grubbing person would practice this kind of boxing, would he be aboveboard?How can it be?

So Wang Chui didn't hide. Instead, he was short and wanted to sneak attack Han Fu's lower ribs with a snake-shaped fist.

Then he felt a fierce light bloom in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything when his eyes went dark.

Not only Wang Chui, but also some classmates and teachers who were concentrating on watching the high stage also shed tears, cursing mmp in their hearts, and crying after watching a game!
The people near the high platform were crying and watching with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

The elder on the high platform was stunned, scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Ahem, it seems that this classmate is somewhat smart, knows how to show weakness to the enemy, and is open and aboveboard. Not bad, not bad!"

But Wang Chui, who was blinded by the flash, was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he only felt a pain in his head, and his whole body buzzed and his ears rang and he fell to the ground.

"Five, four, three, two, one! Han Fu wins!"

Tears streamed down Wang Zhui's eyes. The punch just now wasn't heavy, but he didn't dare to get up at all.

His eyes were most directly irritated. His eyes were full of tears and he couldn't even see what was going on. He was beaten to death when he got up.

"Oh, gold master, oh no, Wang Zhui, I told you about the Great Sun Light Fist, why don't you believe it?"

Han Fu smiled half-heartedly. He also knew that with his appearance, it was indeed difficult for people to believe that he was an upright person who practiced the Great Sun Light Fist.

So using this trick worked really well as he expected, surprisingly good.

"What the hell, who knew that you could practice this kind of flashbang-type boxing! You are so upright with wool, I will practice it later."

Wang Chui said with tears in his eyes.

Han Fu smiled, turned and walked down the high platform, Wang Chui was naturally carried away by medical staff.

"Win...won?" Mr. Xie said in surprise, looking at the situation in front of him, dumbfounded.

"Top ten! Someone in my social class finally entered the top ten?"

Teacher Xie muttered to himself excitedly.

"Great, maybe the top five is also possible!"

(End of this chapter)