Perhaps it was because Yang Sheng and Lei Gong's fight was too intense, and the opening was too explosive.
The matches between the top ten and the top five were particularly intense, with almost everyone playing with injuries.
There was even a group that fought so hard that both sides suffered broken bones and tendons, so that only four people advanced after three days.
Just as everyone was about to disperse, a middle-aged man with a crooked mouth from the Number Gang suddenly said, "I say, Senior Song, since almost all of the four who have advanced are injured, why don't we have two more matches today? That would be fair."
The finals will start in three days. What do you say?
The middle-aged man who spoke was Yin Tiancheng, the leader of the Number Gang.
The Number Gang is not from the Hongmen lineage. Their early identities were quite mixed, and their business was concentrated overseas, with connections to Taiwan, North America, and Japan. They were quite wealthy.
Although their numbers are not large, their strength is comparable to that of gangs like Wo Yee Hing.
Song Changli pondered for a moment. This way, it would save effort, as there would only be two matches, saving everyone from having to make another trip.
"What are the opinions of the four boxers?"
Yang Sheng nodded in agreement immediately.
Although his fists were injured, he had just fought a fierce battle with Lei Gong and was still at his peak, so he was fully capable of fighting again.
The others thought the same thing.
Anyway, no one's injuries will be fully healed in three days, so it's better to fight now. If the opponent recovers quickly, we'll be at a greater disadvantage if we fight three days later.
After the four agreed, Song Changli drew lots again and announced loudly, "Number Gang vs. Hong Shenglian! Let's bring our fists into the ring!"
The foreigner nudged Yang Sheng and whispered, "Brother Sheng, you've been taken advantage of a bit."
The person who came on stage was Tan Baikuan, a disciple of Wing Chun's Four Heavenly Kings, Wong Shun Leung.
He injured his leg but still has Wing Chun to use. You injured your fist, are you only going to use kicks?
Yang Sheng stood up and said calmly, "Wing Chun also has leg techniques. Besides, an unstable stance will also affect the generation of power. It's not a matter of who is at a disadvantage."
With that, Yang Sheng walked straight onto the arena.
Tan Bokuan is a short young man, probably in his thirties, a head shorter than Yang Sheng, and he even looks a bit thin.
But the thick calluses on his fists showed that the other person had probably smashed countless wooden dummies.
In the previous match, Tan Bokuan's left leg was hit hard, and he was still limping when he stepped into the ring.
Yang Sheng's fists were also wrapped in gauze, and blood was still seeping out. Both of them looked extremely miserable.
Tan Baikuan gave a wry smile and said, "After watching your match with Lei Gong, I really didn't want to draw you."
We're both already injured, there's no need to fight to the death. How about we spar here on this spot?
Whoever moves first loses.
The conditions proposed by Tan Baikuan seemed to be in his favor, since he already had difficulty moving his legs.
However, even with a small space between them, Yang Sheng's kick could still exploit the opponent's weaknesses, so he wouldn't suffer any losses.
Yang Sheng smiled and said, "Okay."
Once both sides were in position, Yang Sheng launched a fierce whip kick at his opponent.
With no room for maneuvering beyond a single step, Tan Baikuan had no choice but to take the hit head-on.
But just as the kick was about to land, Tan Baikuan twisted and turned awkwardly to the side, his whole body like a spring, causing Yang Sheng's kick to narrowly miss his clothes.
"Wing Chun listening to the bridge? Such powerful perception!"
The next moment, Tan Baikuan grabbed Yang Sheng's right leg, pinched his finger, and poked it into Yang Sheng's back of the knee!
But Yang Sheng suddenly reversed his body and kicked Tan Baikuan's finger away with another kick. After landing, he took a short half-step and suddenly unleashed a powerful punch!
Tan Baikuan crossed his hands in front of him to block, but the force of the half-crushing fist was too strong. His lower body was injured and unstable, and he was forced back half a step by this blow.
Startled, Tan Baikuan stood firmly in the "two-character clamp sheep stance" and sprang forward like a spring, unleashing a series of punches to close in on the enemy!
Wing Chun is a standard Southern martial art, best known for its close-quarters combat, characterized by its swiftness and agility.
Unfortunately, he is currently injured in the leg and cannot coordinate his lower body movements, so although he is fast, he has lost his finesse.
But when it comes to ferocity, who can compare to Yang Sheng, who is skilled in Northern-style boxing?
Bajiquan! A flurry of arrows!
Ignoring his injured fists, Yang Sheng unleashed a barrage of punches that pressed Tan Baikuan down so hard he couldn't lift his head.
Tan Baikuan was already short in stature and had a shorter reach than Yang Sheng, so he was unable to get close and was directly suppressed.
Moreover, Yang Sheng unknowingly changed his punches into chopping, using the Zuo Kun Tong Bei Pi Gua style.
There are no clear boundaries between different styles of boxing.
To say that one method leads to all methods is certainly an exaggeration, but in the end, they all lead to the same goal.
By fighting against a master of Tongbei Piguazhang like Zuo Kun, Yang Sheng was able to grasp some of the essence of Tongbei Piguazhang.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
Tan Baikuan's left leg could no longer withstand the pressure, and he experienced waves of sharp pain.
He dared not continue fighting, lest he become a cripple.
Yang Sheng slowly withdrew his hand, but blood was already seeping from his fist.
Tan Baikuan said with a wry smile, "What you practice is not traditional Chinese martial arts at all. This kind of killing technique can only be used on the Dragon City Championship stage. If it were on another stage, you would be disqualified in one round."
Yang Sheng said calmly, "So I won't be fighting in other arenas."
I'm actually quite curious why you're standing here.
"A disciple of the Four Heavenly Kings of Wing Chun, you should be teaching martial arts in your school right now, not fighting alongside others at the Dragon City Championship."
Tan Bokuan is not weak. He is extremely skilled in Wing Chun, having received nine-tenths of Huang Chunliang's true teachings. He has also fought in many underground boxing rings and has rich practical experience. He is a master-level figure.
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