Chapter 180
Arnold's aura was so terrifying that the little monk, who was being held back by Liman from a distance, jumped up and down in fear.
"Xia Entang, hide quickly, hide quickly." The little monk pulled Lin Zhinan, dropped his backpack, and yelled at Xia Entang.
"Brother, hide quickly." Lin Zhinan waved his hands vigorously at Xia En, wanting to run over to help, but when he saw Li Man blocking the way in front of him, he was so angry that his eyes turned red.
The voices of the little monk and Lin Zhinan pleased Arnold. He walked towards Xia En and smiled when he saw that the corner of his mouth was bleeding and his face was so swollen that he could hardly see.
He almost forgot the pleasure of being feared by his opponent, this feeling was so good.
The people in the live broadcast room were trembling with fear because of his laughter.
"Pervert, pervert."
"Fuck, Xia Entropy, run! He's a professional, you're an amateur. We won't laugh at you if you can't beat him. Run!"
"Ah, here he comes, here he comes, he comes with a perverted smile, run!"
The Chinese audience in the livestream shouted "pervert!" The young monk, frightened by Arnold's laughter, also shouted "pervert!" and cursed Arnold as a pervert. Arnold didn't understand what he was saying, but he could hear the fear in his voice. But compared to the young monk's fear, he was even more eager to see Xia Entropy's fear of him, his terror...
Arnold clenched his fist and raised it, "I'll take your limbs..."
"What are you collecting?"
The person behind him appeared like a ghost, his hand on Arnold's shoulder.
"Did I agree?"
Chu Huaiqin's voice was calm and peaceful, but everyone felt a chill running down their spines.
"His face is swollen too. Don't you know I like his face the most?"
"His hand is injured too, so how can he pull me and carry me?"
Questions came out of Chu Huaiqin's mouth one after another. The atmosphere both at the scene and in the live broadcast room was silent and no one dared to breathe.
"I always thought this should be done politely in front of the camera, but you shouldn't hurt him."
As Chu Huaiqin finished speaking, Chu Huaiqin, who always fought with others in an open and aboveboard manner, suddenly kicked out from behind, knocking the stiff Arnold out.
"ah!"
A scream broke out, and Arnold was kicked out by Chu Huaiqin. The intense pain made Arnold lose all blood. He looked at Chu Huaiqin walking towards him step by step in horror, trembling and unbelievable.
Why is this person so powerful?
No, he didn't believe it. Chu, a person he had never heard of, was impossible.
"ah!"
With a loud roar, Arnold jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Chu Huaiqin.
Arnold's strength is unquestionable, but the Chu Huaiqin he met was once the king of the underground kingdom. Even if it was only for two short years, even if he had disappeared from that place for seven years, his strength has never declined.
Arnold's primary martial arts style is boxing, while Chu Huaiqin's style, while specialized in Jeet Kune Do, also incorporates elements from Wing Chun and Tai Chi. Jeet Kune Do is a true martial art, attacking with speed, ferocity, and precision. Wing Chun is defensive, while Tai Chi softens steel.
The two exchanged blows, and many of the discerning viewers in the live broadcast room even counted. Basically, Chu Huaiqin punched Arnold three times, and Arnold could only punch Chu Huaiqin once. In terms of damage value, the difference in strength can be seen from the bruises on Arnold's face and the redness on Chu Huaiqin's face.
The live broadcast room was stunned by Chu Huaiqin's handsome and clean moves.
"Ahhh, good, handsome, very handsome, come on, avenge Xia Entropy."
"This isn't boxing, this isn't boxing. Arnold got the short end of the stick."
"Nonsense, my brother is Chinese, and this also incorporates other martial arts, what do you know?"
"Ahhh, never mind, let's remove his limbs first and let him go wild."
After the words fell from the live broadcast room, Chu Huaiqin moved his feet. It seemed slow, but in fact, he approached Arnold in an instant. He put his right elbow on his throat and grabbed Arnold's wrist with his left hand. In Arnold's horrified eyes, he suddenly pulled it down and twisted it...
"ah!"
The screams rang out again.
Having lost an arm, Arnold was like a soldier without martial arts skills, passively being pinched by Chu Huaiqin's neck and punched. His eyes, chin, cheeks, one after another...
Blood was splattered everywhere, and his face was swollen like an elephant's head. In the end, Anthony couldn't stand it anymore, so he used a loudspeaker to yell at Chu Huaiqin, shouting at him to let go.
Chu Huaiqin threw the man to the ground, and the first thing he did was walk over to Xia En and ask, "Are you still angry?"
Xia En reached out and wiped the side of Chu Huaiqin's face, which was also injured. He shook his head and then smiled, "I'm not angry anymore, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
Chu Huaiqin still didn't look happy, "Of course it won't hurt."
Then, he looked at Arnold again, and Anthony was so scared that he shouted again, asking Chu Huaiqin to stop.
This battle lasted for eight minutes, and both the live broadcast room and the director team were shocked and speechless, and they looked at Chu Huaiqin differently.
Is Arnold strong? Very strong.
Chu Huaiqin is strong, very strong, everyone agrees on this, but no one knows that he can be so strong.
Beat Arnold.
During the process, although Chu Huaiqin was also hit by several punches, he cleverly avoided the gravity points and only suffered superficial injuries. However, compared with Arnold's misery, Chu Huaiqin's injuries were negligible.
The Chinese audience in the live broadcast room were as happy as if it were New Year's Day for the victory of this battle.
"Ahhh, another victory, hahahaha, has anyone noticed it's dark? God help my brother!"
"Chu is so strong, so powerful, so powerful."
"Eleven, eleven more contestants, the top ten, ahhh, Rolling Team, charge!"
"The Rolling Team has four spots left. The Rolling Team still has four spots left. Ahhhh, I'm going back to my country to announce this good news."
"Looking at the whole match so far, Arnold is still quite strong. At least he injured his brother. Even Liman didn't have this ability before!"
"Hahaha, so what if I'm strong? I'm out, I'm out."
"Only Chen Zigao is left, Abadi..."
“Hehehe…”
The Chinese audience laughed foolishly, while the foreign audience was confused and had no idea what the Chinese audience was laughing at.
Chu Huaiqin dragged Xia Entang to apply medicine. The little monk took advantage of Liman's shock and dragged Lin Zhinan towards Chu Huaiqin. The first thing he did was to run over and take off Arnold's watch. When he rushed to Will Smith, he hesitated.
This man is different from the half-fainted Arnold, he is still awake!
"Here." Will Smith automatically took off his watch and handed it to the little monk.
"You, you..." Although the little monk didn't understand his words, he could understand his meaning. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and snatched it away. Then, he rushed towards Chu Huaiqin as if he was being chased by a ghost.
Xia En's injury couldn't be treated with medication alone, so the doctor came up to examine him and took him into the medical vehicle. Arnold was also carried in. The audience in the live broadcast room saw both of them go in and were a little worried for a moment, wondering if they would fight in there!
After Xia Entang entered the medical vehicle, Chu Huaiqin pulled the stretcher aside and sat down to watch. His biggest concern now was whether Xia Entang had a concussion; other injuries were secondary.
"Brother, give me some medicine first!" Lin Zhinan held the medicine box. This was their own medicine box. The medicines in it were all domestic medicines. In Lin Zhinan's opinion, domestic medicines were much more effective for bruises and injuries.
"Yeah!" Chu Huaiqin withdrew his gaze from the medical vehicle and looked at Lin Zhinan. After looking him up and down, he smiled and said, "You and the little monk were great this time."
"Yes!" Lin Zhinan nodded heavily, squatted beside Chu Huaiqin with a smile, and carefully applied medicine to him.
The director's team duly announced the two eliminations. The teams ahead of them had already advanced a bit and were resting when they heard the announcement, stunned. Chen Zigao's face paled, and he instinctively glanced at Abadi, only to see him staring at him with a terrifying rage in his eyes.
Then Abadi smiled, smiled at Chen Zigao.
Live broadcast room: The time for revenge has finally come.
Xia En's examination took nearly an hour. The concussion Chu Huaiqin feared didn't occur, but Xia En's hand was dislocated, and the doctor put a cast on it. Hanging in front of him, he looked like a third-degree disabled person.
Chu Huaiqin blinked when he heard this and asked, "Is there no Chinese doctor inside?"
Xia Entropy replied helplessly, "No."
Chu Huaiqin nodded, understanding, "Let me do it!"
After he finished speaking, Chu Huaiqin reached out to remove Xia En's plaster. The foreign doctors were shocked and shouted to stop him, but were stopped by the little monk who followed Chu Huaiqin's instructions.
The new plaster cast was easy to remove. After Chu Huaiqin examined Xia En's arm, he held it with one hand and gently rotated his wrist with the other, occasionally asking Xia En's feelings. When he felt it was almost done, he suddenly pried it open and lifted it. With a "click," it was connected.
Xia En shook his arm and was able to move it, but it still hurt from the punch from Arnold.
The foreign doctors and the director were stunned. Just now, Xia En's hand was hanging by his side, unable to move, but now Chu Huaiqin could move it just by pulling and lifting it. What was the reason?
Chinese Traditional Medicine?
The foreign audiences in the live broadcast room are also stupid.
Foreign audience: "What's the principle behind this?"
"Just twist, pull, and lift, and it's done. It's amazing. Chu is an angel, right? Not only is he good at martial arts, but he's also good at medicine."
"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen someone's broken hand healed without a cast."
"It's amazing. The global competition has started. I have already written down a lot of records of Chu's medication. Now that his medical skills are so good, I have decided that I will go to study in China. As a medical student, I must master Chinese medicine."
"The Chinese are indeed mysterious."
Domestic audience: "Hahaha, why do I feel so funny?"
"No, the front one isn't fully healed yet. It still needs to be suspended, but it won't be in a cast."
"Haha, when your hands are broken in foreign countries, it's different from when our hands are broken. When our hands are broken, they're really broken."
"Pfft, I just like the way they look like they haven't seen the world."
The cast was removed, the arm re-medicated and placed in a sling, a task the nurse had helped with. The foreign doctors stood by, marveling, occasionally touching Xia En's arm as if it were a rare treasure. They whispered to each other, chattering about how it could be so miraculous.
Xia En was annoyed by being surrounded. The little monk was muttering on the side, asking whether he should accept the food pawn ticket, but Xia En gave him a fierce glare.
After watching Xia Entang, the doctors went to harass Chu Huaiqin, asking him how he did it, where he learned it, what was the principle, and if he could teach them.
Chu Huaiqin had a headache after hearing so many questions. He had to say, "Go to China to study medicine. There are many more things you don't know!"
Chinese audience in the live broadcast room: Sure enough, my brother is here to announce Chinese medicine, it’s confirmed.
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