Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

Faced with this fierce attack, Cao Xing did not retreat but instead advanced and took a quick step forward to meet it.

The tiger climbs the mountain hard!

Cao Xing used his left straight punch to hit George directly in the face.

In this move, the body drives the shoulders and elbows, and the shoulders and elbows drive the arms, and the strength of the whole body is concentrated on the left fist.

It was as fast as lightning, even faster than George's elbow!

Of course, Cao Xing didn't use any strength, and his strength was basically the same as George's.

Even so, George didn't dare to take it head-on.

At this time, his actual combat ability was revealed.

He stepped on Cao Xing's left calf with his right foot, chopped Cao Xing's left ear with his right palm, and then hit Cao Xing's heart with his left elbow.

Bang bang bang!

The two completed this series of actions in just a moment.

The two men exchanged several moves, and a series of dull noises occurred.

George felt relieved.

In terms of strength, Cao Xing is slightly better than him, but in terms of skills, he is half a point better.

The two of them fought back and forth for more than a hundred moves.

Such exciting live fighting was so exciting that everyone was dazzled and wished they had two more eyes.

boom!

Seeing that the fight was almost over, Cao Xing deliberately took George's elbow and his straight punch also hit George in the chest.

He used half his strength in this attack.

George's face suddenly changed, and like William, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards several meters!

Cao Xing also pretended to be in pain, took a few steps back, and gasped for breath.

"Awesome, your Barton technique is indeed amazing, but it's still a little bit worse than my Bajiquan. It's not easy for you to fight me for so many rounds. I admire you."

Cao Xing expressed his admiration and clasped his fists to show his respect.

But George was in trouble.

His sternum was shattered and he had difficulty breathing, let alone speaking.

If not sent to the hospital in time, there will be danger to life.

When the group of foreigners saw this, they felt relieved.

Judging from the fight between the two, Cao Xing is only slightly better than George, so they still have a chance to win.

This was also because Cao Xing deliberately hit George in the chest to make him unable to speak. If George could speak now, he would definitely persuade them to go back quickly.

He is also a master, and not a fool.

He could understand from Cao Xing's final attack that Cao Xing had been deliberately hiding his weakness after fighting with him for so many rounds.

The purpose is to defeat them one by one!

Now he can't speak and his mind is confused. Outsiders have no idea what he is thinking.

Hence the illusion.

Whether it's William or George.

Cao Xing could ensure that they would be unconscious for at least two or three days. His control over the human body was perfect.

After George fell to the ground unconscious, the people around him suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

"We won! We won again! The Grandmaster is so terrifying!"

"These foreigners didn't know how powerful Bajiquan was, and today they saw it for themselves."

"That foreign guy is pretty powerful. He was able to fight with Master Cao for so many moves. He seems to be quite capable."

"Humph, so what if it's not simple? Our Grandmaster Cao's Bajiquan is unstoppable. We can kill gods and Buddhas when we meet them!"

Listening to the cheers of the crowd and the snapping of cameras from the reporters, Daxiang Yimaru's face turned grim.

He knew that he and his men had to defeat Cao Xing today.

Otherwise, the whole world will know tomorrow that they and their companions were defeated by Cao Xing alone. It would be shameful to tell anyone about it. When they return to their country, they will be condemned by thousands of people and there will be no point in their survival.

Others also knew this, and Wilson stepped forward.

I saw that he was holding a rapier in his hand, with a stern look on his face, as if he was going to stand up for George, who was also from Eagle Country.

"My name is Wilson, I'm a master swordsman. You can choose your weapon."

Daxiang Yimaru thought Cao Xing didn't understand, so he translated it for him.

Cao Xing naturally understood, but he pretended not to know.

He just picked up the wooden stick on the ground and stood in the middle of the field.

"please."

Cao Xing didn't waste any time and rushed over with a wooden stick in hand.

Bajiquan is not just about bare-handed fighting, it also involves the use of weapons.

Naturally, he was also proficient in Bajiquan and the short stick.

He used such moves as paddling on dry land, splitting Mount Hua with force, Zhou Cang dragging the sword, Kuafu chasing the sun, and Overlord drawing the bow one by one.

Although Wilson's swordsmanship was excellent and he could often win with one strike, his moves were ineffective against Cao Xing's fierce attack.

Every inch is stronger.

The suppression of weapons forced Wilson to retreat step by step.

Finally, he was hit in the chest by a stick.

puff!

Same as the previous two.

Wilson spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, everyone burst into cheers again.

Three battles, three victories.

From tomorrow on, Cao Xing's reputation will basically become a household name.

At this time, more and more people gathered around.

There were people everywhere, three circles inside and three circles outside.

In order to make it easier to record, reporters even paid to buy seats in the first row.

Even the doctor is on standby outside.

The police also arrived at the scene, but they were only there to maintain order, not to stop Cao Xing from fighting with these foreigners.

Obviously these medical staff and police officers were sent from above.

Now this fight can be considered semi-official.

Cao Xing looked at his clothes that were torn by Wilson, with an expression of admiration on his face, and bowed.

"You are indeed a master of swordsmanship. If the sword was longer, I would have been torn to pieces. I admire you so much!"

Daxiang Yimaru and others saw Cao Xing's rather miserable appearance and wondered if they could take down this tough guy next.

After defeating Cao Xing, would he be able to go one step further and become the best in the world?

With this thought in mind, Brian stepped forward first.

He is a three-time world champion in kickboxing.

It is the absolute trump card in black boxing.

No one can match him in terms of physical flexibility.

Unfortunately……

Ten minutes later, he was still like his three predecessors, flying backwards, holding his chest and fainting unwillingly.

“Hoo hoo… Thank you for letting me win. You are flexible but lack strength. If you were stronger, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be your opponent. I admire you!”

Brian had fainted and no one knew who he was talking to.

In order to make it look more realistic, he used his mental power to force himself to sweat all over.

The sweat soaked his tattered clothes, making him look very miserable.

Next is the Korean Taekwondo master Kim Seung-mok. As a red and black belt master, he is a national treasure in Korea.

But in Cao Xing's eyes, it was nothing.

Jin Shengmu is already over 40 years old, but Cao Xing has no respect for the elderly and even treated him more harshly.

Ten minutes later, not only was Jin Shengmu's sternum shattered, but even one of his thighs was broken.

Even if such an injury is recovered, the person will be disabled in the future and basically say goodbye to Taekwondo.

Cao Xing looked even more tired at this time.

It seemed as if he couldn't even stand straight, so he just sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Fighting is a very tiring thing.

When the remaining foreigners saw Cao Xing's appearance, they immediately regained their courage.

They all scrambled to give Cao Xing a fatal blow!