Chapter 121

[What the hell is going on? ]

[A timeout at this moment, what's wrong with this referee?]

It turns out that the referee's brain was not filled with water, but his butt was crooked from the beginning.

During the short break, on the diagonal line, the Bajiquan disciples and the local warriors from Tianjin were helping Dong Hongfei recover quickly. However, they also noticed that Dong Hongfei's injuries were actually more serious. His fists were stained with blood, both from Sato Ichiro and his own.

Although Dong Hongfei was suppressing Sato Ichiro before, he was fighting with a desperate style of trading injuries for injuries, and it was hard to say whose injury was less serious than Sato Ichiro's.

In addition, everyone also realized that this fight was unfair from the beginning. The warriors present had protested to the judges against the unfair refereeing, but were suppressed by the judges. It was clear which side they were on.

Across from him, Sato Ichiro, who had also recovered, even sneered at Dong Hongfei and the audience, mouthing a silent mockery: "Garbage."

The young disciple used a towel to clean Dong Hongfei's hands, his eyes red: "Master..."

Dong Hongfei raised his hand to stop his disciple from saying anything else. He patted the boy's head with his large palm, not too hard or too light. "When you win, Master will take you to visit Tianjin."

The fight started again. This time it was Sato Ichiro who took the lead. He flashed and approached Dong Hongfei as fast as a cheetah. He swung out a fierce "hand knife strike". Dong Hongfei dodged the blow and at the same time, he threw out his right fist with a "shock kick and step-breaking punch" to attack Sato Ichiro's abdomen.

Sato Ichiro reacted extremely quickly, retreating while quickly blocking with his left hand. His right hand transformed his palm into a knife, counterattacking with a "reverse knife" and colliding with Dong Hongfei's fist in the air with a loud "bang"...

The battle entered a white-hot stage again.

Sato Ichiro's karate skills were displayed to the fullest, combining hardness and softness, killing with one blow, and his attack was as fast as thunder. Dong Hongfei relied on the fierce power of Bajiquan to engage in a fierce confrontation with Sato Ichiro. His boxing skills were like a storm, constantly attacking Sato Ichiro.

It was obvious that both of them had been fighting each other, with bloodshot eyes. Sato Ichiro knocked Dong Hongfei down with a jump kick, and quickly moved forward, raining down attacks. According to the rules, it was time for the referee to stop the fight, but the foreign referee on the stage deliberately delayed blowing the whistle, stalling for time and allowing Dong Hongfei to be attacked more.

The Xia audience watching from below were filled with anger, humiliation, and a common hatred for the enemy, but it was of no avail.

Before Xi Feng and his two apprentices entered the arena, Dong Hongfei struggled to get up from the ground countless times. A lot of blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose. The audience in the audience could no longer bear to watch and shouted loudly for Dong Hongfei to admit defeat.

Just admit defeat. At this moment, winning or losing is no longer important. In their hearts, Dong Hongfei has already won. He must save his life and not be like the old master before...

However……

Dong Hongfei leaned his arms on the railings around the ring, propped himself up again, shook his head blurry, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth, still refusing to say the word "lose".

In a daze, he saw the boiling voices from the audience, and Xi Feng approaching the ring quickly with an anxious look on his face.

After opening his mouth, Dong Hongfei suddenly smiled: "Xi Feng, you are here..."

"You asked me to go back and read, and I read..."

"I also learned a saying: I'd rather die standing than live on my knees..."

Before he could finish his words, Sato Ichiro kicked him in the side of the face again.

The blood that Dong Hongfei spat out of his mouth landed on Xi Feng's gown.

Three days later, Dong Hongfei, who was covered in bandages and had multiple severe fractures all over his body, was still unconscious on the hospital bed. Bajiquan practitioners, Jingwu Gymnasium, and some local Tianjin warriors were waiting outside the ward. Inside the ward, Xi Feng stood in front of Dong Hongfei's bed and silently peeled an apple for him.

After placing the apples on the tray, Xi Feng spoke in a hoarse voice after a while: "Don't forget, you agreed to come and challenge me to a duel later."

He stood up, lifted his robe in front of him, and left without looking back.

He believed that Dong Hongfei would wake up, and he also needed to deal with some things.

Surrounded by a group of warriors and common people, the moment Xi Feng stepped in, the audience spontaneously moved to the sides, revealing a path leading directly to the arena like Moses parting the sea.

Step by step, under the expectant gazes of countless people, Xi Feng slowly stepped onto the familiar ring. Three days ago, Dong Hongfei was defeated. Now, a new challenger took the stage under the attention of the crowd to challenge the champion Sato Ichiro.

Two figures stood facing each other. One was wearing a traditional karate uniform, his eyes sharp but with a hint of gloom. It was the karate master Sato Ichiro who had almost lost before but had shamelessly won in the end due to the favoritism of the referee and judges.

The other person was wearing a loose Tai Chi suit, with his arms hanging naturally. His expression was calm and firm, but there was a deep hint of Xi Feng in the depths of his eyes.

The referee, with a small bow around his neck, reaffirmed the rules of the match and the wishes of both parties. In the ring, life and death are decided. The referee looked at the two contestants and asked, "Anything else you want to say?"

Xi Feng looked at Sato Ichiro across from him and asked, "Do you know where this place is?"

The referee translated the message to Sato Ichiro, who was stunned for a moment before tugging at the corner of his lips and stomping his foot on the ground: "You all know what happened to everyone who challenged me."

Ask him where this place is? He knows what Xi Feng wants to say.

but.

"Heh." Sato Ichiro sneered and said shamelessly: "This is my territory."

"You will end up like those people before. It's a pity that I didn't kill that guy last time."

As he spoke, Sato Ichiro gave Xi Feng a bloody and cruel smile, the meaning of which was self-evident. It was obvious that if he had the chance, he would never let Xi Feng leave the stage intact.

The referee looked at Xi Feng and asked again, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Xi Feng nodded and shook his head.

Words are spoken to people, and at this moment he no longer had any intention of communicating with Sato Ichiro through words.

For warriors, in addition to words, fists are also their way of communication.

Let him tell the rest with his fists.

"Come on, Master Xi!"

[Master Xi, come on! Beat him!]

Amid the cheers of the interstellar audience, the people below the ring, and the people across the country watching on TV, the standoff was instantly broken with the referee's whistle, and the battle began.

"Jingwumen Tai Chi Seat..."

Without waiting for Xi Feng to clasp his fists and introduce himself, Sato Ichiro stretched out his body and attacked like a tiger. He stomped his right foot on the ground and rushed out. His right hand was wrapped in a whistling sound and went straight to Xi Feng's face.

Xi Feng paused, then blocked Sato Ichiro's fierce attack with one move. As he leaned over, Xi Feng finished his previous words: "Jing Wu Men Tai Chi Xi Feng."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Feng changed his fist into a palm and slapped Sato Ichiro on the back.

"And the last person you fought, remember his name, he was Dong Hongfei of Bajiquan."

"Hah!" Sato Ichiro growled, not caring at all about what his opponent said. Without stopping, he pulled his left elbow back and then pushed it forward suddenly, trying to break through the defense with the "reverse punch" in karate. However, Xi Feng glanced at Sato Ichiro, then slightly tilted his body, lowered his center of gravity, used the opponent's force to counter attack, and with a light push, he dissipated Sato Ichiro's force.

Xi Feng did not stop, but followed closely behind him. His hands danced like flowing water, sometimes clenching fists, sometimes waving palms, sometimes entangled with Sato Ichiro's attack, and sometimes brushed his arms. He looked at the foreigners in the referee's seat and looked at each other.

They didn't understand why Sato Ichiro couldn't dodge Xi Feng's movements even though they looked very slow. No, it wasn't that he couldn't dodge, it was more like Sato Ichiro was having a hysterical attack. Every time he stepped forward, he was giving in and took the initiative to meet those attacks.

Cloud Hands, Cross Hands, Grasping the Sparrow's Tail, Waving the Pipa, White Crane Spreads its Wings, High Scouting Horse...

Each blow seemed weak and lingering, but only Sato Ichiro knew the hideous power hidden beneath the flowing water.

And every time an attack landed on Sato Ichiro, Xi Feng would blurt out the name of a warrior who had fought with Sato Ichiro and was seriously injured or even killed by him.

It was obvious that Xi Feng was seeking justice for these people.

Whenever Xi Feng seeks justice for a warrior, the audience will applaud and cheer, and the applause and cheers will become louder and louder, and finally converge into one sentence:

"Master Xi, come on, kill this little devil and drive these foreigners out of our territory!"

This is not Sato Ichiro's territory, nor is it the territory of any great power.

The people standing on this land are the Xia people. From the beginning to the end, there is only one word "Xia" here!

Although Sato Ichiro was brave, he gradually couldn't stand the continuous Tai Chi power of Xi Feng, and his attack began to become a little messy.

However, karate is not something to be taken lightly. Sato Ichiro quickly adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and suddenly burst out with a powerful force, trying to break free from the constraints of Tai Chi. He kicked his legs, jumped up, turned his fists into palms, and performed the "Iron Palm" skill in karate, hitting Xi Feng's chest.

Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, Xi Feng did not retreat, but took a deep breath, as if an air current was surging around him. He put his hands together, then suddenly pushed them apart, and a strong Tai Chi force gushed out, colliding with Sato Ichiro's iron palm in the air, making a loud "bang" sound.

The one-sided situation on the field allowed all the Chinese people watching the game to breathe a sigh of relief, but it also made some people on the judging panel feel unhappy.

Another familiar game pause.

During the break, a young Baji Sect disciple who had also arrived at the scene, hoping to witness Master Xi avenge his master, frowned and carefully reminded Xi Feng, "Those foreign devils have bad intentions. Master was tricked by them... Master Xi must be more careful."

Regardless of Sato Ichiro's character, he is also a formidable opponent in terms of strength. In the previous battle, Xi Feng seemed to have the upper hand, but he also suffered several fierce attacks from the opponent. At this moment, there are blood stains on his eyes and lips.

Xi Feng wiped the corners of his lips with a towel. Upon hearing this, he gave the purple-clothed youth a gentle smile. Seeing the uneasiness in the youth's eyes, he even imitated Dong Hongfei's gesture, raised his hand and patted the youth on the head, and said gently, "I understand. I'll be careful. Leave it to me."

The purple-robed young man's eyes reddened as he recalled his master who was still lying on the hospital bed. He tried hard to hold back his tears and nodded heavily.

On the opposite side, there was also a Japanese man with Sato Ichiro. He heard some instructions from the judges' seat and whispered something in Sato Ichiro's ear. Sato Ichiro looked at Xi Feng with an even more unfriendly and ferocious look, and there was a hint of determination to win.

The two of them went on stage again. Xi Feng's apprentice raised his hand and hit the purple-clothed boy's chest. The purple-clothed boy looked at Xi Feng's apprentice, and the apprentice said firmly: "Master always keeps his word. I will definitely avenge Master Dong."

The purple-robed youth was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I believe it."

Master Xi is the one chosen by the master, Thaksin.

"Let's cheer for Master together."

"good!"

"I must become a person like my master in the future and never let these foreigners run wild on our land again."

"Me too."

"Then let's practice martial arts together and fight side by side in the future."

"Um!"

With the young boy's naive but firm wish, the battle begins again.

As if because he had received some instructions before, a hint of determination flashed in Sato Ichiro's eyes. He went all out at the start, just like Dong Hongfei in the previous game, regardless of the cost, exchanging injuries for injuries, and giving it his all.

Taking a deep breath, Sato Ichiro's hands moved rapidly, and all kinds of karate techniques seemed to come alive in his hands. They were as fast as lightning, with both speed and strength. Each punch was more powerful and forceful than the last. He clenched his fists tightly, and his fingertips turned white due to the force. At the same time, he attacked Xi Feng's lower body with fierce kicks, and each kick was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.

Facing Sato Ichiro's fierce attack, Xi Feng became more solemn and focused. The essence of Tai Chi was fully displayed in him. His body seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. He moved flexibly with Sato Ichiro's attack. Every dodge was just right and every counterattack was extremely accurate.

His hands were like two swimming dragons, sometimes entwining Sato Ichiro's fists and feet, and sometimes suddenly exerting force to guide Sato Ichiro's strength to one side, and then taking advantage of the momentum to counterattack, making it difficult for Sato Ichiro to grasp his true attack intentions.

As the fight deepened, the air in the arena seemed to freeze. Even the audience subconsciously fell silent, lest their voices disturb the contestants. The only sounds in the arena were the whistling of fists and the heavy thuds of footsteps. Sweat and blood splattered across the ring, and every collision stirred up a surge of energy. Even the jury was riveted by this pinnacle contest, their eyes fixed fixed on it.

Knocked down again and again, standing up again and again.

Suddenly, Sato Ichiro let out a deafening roar. All the strength in his body reached its peak at this moment and gathered in his legs and feet. He rushed towards Xi Feng like an arrow from a bow and kicked Xi Feng with a devastating momentum. This karate skill "Crimson Moon Kick" was the concentration of all his strength and his desire for victory.

Even Xi Feng fell to the ground in severe pain when he was kicked by Sato Ichiro with all his strength. Sato Ichiro, as an international player, did not miss this opportunity. Even though he was already out of breath, he still moved forward quickly.

Without giving Xi Feng any chance, he pressed down with his entire weight, violating the rules again. After his opponent fell, he continued to attack. The referee still did not stop. As Sato Ichiro's elbows fell one after another, Xi Feng's eyes began to bloodshot.

Seeing Xi Feng fall, the people in the audience began to worry.

“Master!”

"Master Xi, stand up!"

"Master Xi, come on, get your revenge, don't lose!"

Don’t lose, you can’t lose!

It's not for himself.

Sometimes winning or losing is not that important, but sometimes winning or losing is more important than life. The funeral of the old senior flashed before his eyes, as did the defeated warriors and Dong Hongfei's face that refused to bend but would break on the ring.

Sweat and blood mixed together, blurring Xi Feng's vision, but his persistence and indomitable spirit became increasingly clear. He seemed to be able to hear the roar of his own heartbeat, intertwined with the shouts of the audience. Although his body had been shaken by the attack, the belief deep in his heart burned like a raging fire.

Xi Feng exerted force with his legs, somersaulted, and flipped Sato over while he himself rolled to his feet.

Sato Ichiro roared and used his signature leg skills again. His ferocious "Thunder Kick" arrived first, but this time it was dodged just before it hit Xi Feng.

Xi Feng unexpectedly disappeared from Sato Ichiro's attack range, and when he reappeared he was already behind Sato Ichiro. He gently pushed with both hands, and a soft yet powerful Tai Chi force instantly surged into Sato Ichiro's body, making Sato Ichiro feel an irresistible force pushing him to stagger and become unstable. With a "bang", Sato Ichiro knelt on one knee, barely maintaining his balance.

He rolled quickly to avoid Xi Feng's next attack, and the fierce battle began again.

…

Even though the referee still interfered and gave Sato Ichiro chance again and again, and even though Xi Feng's injuries became more and more serious due to the opponent's favoritism, Sato Ichiro's speed and attack power became lower and lower as time passed.

The last time, it seemed that Sato Ichiro was exhausted, and seemed to finally notice the gaze that seemed to want to eat him alive. He even finally understood that he was now standing on someone else's land. Or perhaps, the referee also realized that even if he continued, he could not change the outcome of the fight.

Xi Feng quickly landed punch after punch on Sato Ichiro's body. Under the intimidation of his gaze, the referee also became timid and hesitated. He did not dare to move forward to stop Xi Feng. He was afraid that if he stepped forward, Xi Feng would beat him and Sato Ichiro to death with his iron fists.

I couldn't even muster up the courage to ask Xi Feng to stop.

However, at the last moment, Xi Feng stopped and did not really beat Sato Ichiro to death with the heavy punch.

It’s not that he doesn’t dare to kill, but that he knows that countless people are watching him.

What he wants to convey to everyone is that martial arts can defend dignity and maintain peace, rather than that martial arts is a way to take people's lives. People learn martial arts just to hurt others. Otherwise, what is the difference between him and Sato Ichiro?

At the urging of the audience, the referee quickly stepped forward, carefully took Xi Feng's hand, and announced the result of the entire game.

Xi Feng won.

"Xi Feng!"

"Xi Feng!"

"Master Xi!"

Countless people who were watching the game on the radio and in front of the television inside and outside the stadium all shouted excitedly and couldn't help shouting Xi Feng's name. Some people couldn't help but burst into tears. This was the victory of dignity that everyone had been looking forward to for a long time.

After the referee announced the result of the match, Xi Feng limped off the stage. Outside the ring, countless people opened their arms and waited to welcome the hero's return.

However, no one expected it.

The audience and even some people in the commentary booth were immersed in the atmosphere that the outcome had already been decided, when an unexpected scene suddenly happened.

When no one expected it, Sato Ichiro, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog and no one cared about him, moved and suddenly stood up again. Violating the spirit of martial arts and the rules of the game, he launched a sneak attack on Xi Feng who was about to leave with his back to him. This move was swift and covert. Perhaps the referee on the stage noticed it, but he did not remind him.

His pupils shrank into needle points, and by the time Xi Feng's two disciples, the purple-clothed youth, the other warriors, and the audience noticed, it was already too late.

They all took action, turning forward to help Xi Feng block the despicable attack from behind. However, driven by hatred and some more complicated instructions, Sato Ichiro risked his career and life, and his final blow was even more powerful than the previous one.

However, at the moment when the attack landed on the back of Xi Feng's head, Xi Feng suddenly turned around and resolved the surprise attack with an almost invisible smooth movement. "Tai Chi is about using softness to overcome hardness and striking back to gain the upper hand"!

He turned around and hit Sato Ichiro in the heart with his right elbow, and finally ended the fight with a "turning hammer".

After being hit hard in the heart, Sato Ichiro, who was already at the end of his strength, struggled to move his body, but eventually his eyes rolled back and he fainted completely.

Xi Feng faced the camera, speaking seriously and clearly to both the reporters in the film and the interstellar audience in front of the screen.

"My first lesson after entering the sect was not any technique, but a sentence that I would like to share with you all: If you want to improve yourself, you must first correct your heart. If your heart is right, your fists will be right; if your heart is evil, your fists will be evil."

"I also hope everyone can understand that the purpose of any martial arts, karate, or fighting technique is to strengthen the body and cultivate wisdom and mind, not to be used as a weapon for violence and harming others and oneself!"

Amid the exciting scene where Xi Feng was spontaneously thrown up by all the audience to celebrate, the ending song sounded and the kung fu ended.

【Huh, it’s over.】

[No, it's not over yet. In my heart, the kung fu has just begun.]

[Yes, Master Xi, he is so charismatic. I declare him my new male god.]

Director Huan, the god of action movies, is another one on my list of treasured directors!

【It was so cool.】

[Whether it's Master Xi, Master Dong, or any other martial artist, they all embody what a real man should be! Don't allow anyone to remain unseen in martial arts. I'm truly blown away!]

The power of heritage and the beauty of art. Watching this film about traditional martial arts under the impact of foreign culture suddenly reminded me of today's interstellar era. Traditional martial arts and other heritages that we have left behind. Director Huan may have more to tell us.

As soon as Kung Fu was released, it topped all the charts with its hardcore combat, passionate plot, and rhythm that completely matched the aesthetic tastes of Xuantian people.

Not only Xuantianxing, there are even some fans who have money and free time to chase the drama, who bought tickets overnight and flew to Xuantianxing in order to be the first to see the release of Xuantianxing's solo show.

As these fans returned and brought back the double praise of quality and reputation to Merge Planet, the audiences of Merge Planet who had not seen the film for the first time were also clamoring for it. After all, only a small number of people can become stars just to watch the film.

[Damn it, I really want to see this! ]

[There is only one question, when can Xuantian Star be merged! ]

[Damn it, this is the first time I'm so envious of someone who's a star.]

Why why why why, ahhhh, I can't see, there are little ants crawling all over my body, it hurts so much, help!

【Another crazy one.】

For those who cannot see the film, the only thing that can comfort them is probably the return of Bian Tianxing in the upcoming "Nine Princes Struggle for Succession".

I consoled myself by saying: We can’t see what’s happening on Xuantian Star, and they can’t see the fight for the throne among the nine princes on our side.

“It seems like a win-win situation, but it’s actually a lose-lose situation.”

"For Huan Xu's fans, this is the first time they've been so eagerly anticipating the complete merger of the Nine Stars. It's truly heartbreaking to see something like this happen once; we never want to see it happen again."

"Nine Princes Fighting for Succession" was released, which was also the day when Bian Tianxing returned, and Huan Xu also returned to Cang Tian Xinghuo Entertainment.

Everyone in Xinghuo, including Director Huan, was waiting for the premiere of "Nine Princes Fighting for Succession" online. Even though they had already watched it once before, in Director Chen's words, it was:

"Rivers of blood flowed. Even though we already know the outcome, watching the princes fight for the throne still fills me with fear."

Huan Xu... He really wasn't targeting him on purpose.

Of course there are some deliberate elements involved.

After the release of Recalling the Double Happiness, the audience can look at the things of our ancestors more dialectically. People’s hearts are good and bad, and the things of our ancestors have both essence and dregs.

But Huan Xu also found that most of the StarCraft audience still had some stereotypes about their ancestors: simple and honest.

There was also a video of three Yantianxing college students live-streaming a haunted house. Huan Xu also watched some of the clips and heard Lu Tian say that the ancestors didn't understand psychology, and many people in the barrage agreed with him.

Huan Xu could only say that the descendants still underestimated their ancestors.