Chapter 53

"Thirty-six Hands of the Gong Family is a martial art developed by the ancestors of the Gong Family, based on Bajiquan, and integrated with Wuxingquan, Xinyiquan, and Zhaquan, among others. It is known for its fierce and direct style, with the reputation of 'Shaking the Nine Provinces with a Swing of the Arm, and Collapsing the Eight Extremes with a Stomp'!"

Gong Yutian carefully explained the Thirty-six Hands of the Gong Family to Wang Zhong. The Thirty-six Hands consist of thirty-six postures, each with ten variations.

Even with Wang Zhong's extraordinary energy, it took him three full days to learn and integrate the techniques.

For another three days, Master Gong Yutian personally sparred with Wang Zhong, refining his boxing intent and style through practical combat.

The final three days, Wang Zhong entered a brief seclusion.

During these three days, Wang Zhong did not eat a single grain of rice, subsisting only on a little physiological saline.

Digestion requires the assistance of blood flow.

When eating, one's energy is分散, which is influenced by this factor!

This influence is insignificant for ordinary people.

But for Wang Zhong, who is about to participate in the Master's Battle, it is extremely fatal!

The physical strength of a master is already limited, and Wang Zhong does not want any detail to affect the outcome of the Master's Battle!

In the Master's Battle, only victory is acceptable, not defeat!

Defeat means death!

In the Master's Battle, no one dares to hold back!

Because holding back means death!

Three days of fasting not only will not affect Wang Zhong's physical strength, but it will also bring his spirit to a peak.

"You must come back!"

Rolan, who had not seen Wang Zhong for many days, looked somewhat thinner. She looked at Wang Zhong, who was about to enter the arena, and said earnestly.

"I will!" Wang Zhong nodded heavily.

"Dear viewers, dear viewers, this is the Kowloon Stadium, where a fierce battle is about to take place. The youngest master of Korean Taekwondo, Choi Jung-tae, will challenge the Hong Kong martial god, Wang Zhong!"

It is unknown whether TVB did it intentionally, but the host for this event is still Zeng Xinwei, known as the "Lo Han Guo."

The match where Wang Zhong killed Choi Jung-yuan was also live-streamed by Zeng Xinwei!

"Through the camera, we can see that Choi Jung-tae, dressed in a Taekwondo training suit, and Wang Zhong, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, have already appeared at the side of the ring. The veteran Korean master, Jin Jia Pan, and the president of the Hong Kong Chinese Martial Arts Association, Master Gong Yutian, have also arrived at the venue!"

As the camera panned, Zeng Xinwei quickly introduced the scene to the audience at home.

"The main referee for this match is international... I'm sorry, there is no referee for this match, because only one person can walk off the stage alive. Viewers with weak nerves are advised to change the channel, as it will definitely be very bloody!"

Under Zeng Xinwei's influence, the atmosphere in the venue was unusually intense.

A camera was also set up next to Zeng Xinwei, which was from a Seoul TV station. Not only the people of Hong Kong, but also those in Korea, were paying attention to this match!

"Beat him to death!"

"Beat him to death!"

"Hong Kong must win!"

"Wang Zhong must win!"

The Hong Kong audience, led by the drumbeat, chanted in unison.

"Korea must win!"

"Choi Jung-tae must win!"

On one side of the stadium, many spectators had come from Korea to cheer for Choi Jung-tae, but their numbers were far fewer than those of the Hong Kong audience. No matter how hard they tried, they could not drown out the Hong Kong audience's chants.

This is the advantage of the home crowd!

A hint of disdain flashed in Choi Jung-tae's eyes. The power of a master is beyond the imagination of these people!

Even if Wang Zhong has the advantage of time, place, and people, he cannot defeat me!

The staff brought in two blank contracts. As soon as both signed their names, the life-or-death match could begin!

Wang Zhong and Choi Jung-tae signed without hesitation!

A fierce and brutal look flashed in both of their eyes!

Cheer!

Victory!

Cheer!

Victory!

The atmosphere at the scene became uncontrollable as the two signed.

Wang Zhong and Choi Jung-tae stood facing each other, their eyes locked on each other.

"It was right here that I killed Choi Jung-yuan with one punch. He was your brother, right?"

Wang Zhong did not attack first but instead spoke sharply.

"He won't be lonely, because you will join him!"

Choi Jung-tae did not get angry but smiled and said.

"That won't do. I think he will be happier if you join him!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you, I have also broken through to the master level!"

Choi Jung-tae's expression, which had been unchanged, finally showed a hint of surprise.

"It seems you really don't know. The Choi family's intelligence work is truly disappointing. I think they should all commit seppuku to apologize!"

Wang Zhong said with a hint of disdain.

"I forgot, seppuku is a Japanese specialty. You are Koreans, Koreans who have been conquered by the Japanese!"

"Do not compare our Korean people with that despicable nation!"

Choi Jung-tae said with some anger.

"Jung-tae, don't fall for it, he is trying to provoke you!"

Jin Jia Pan, standing at the side of the ring, shouted loudly.

Suddenly, Jin Jia Pan's expression stiffened, as he felt a strong killing intent.

Master Gong Yutian glared at Jin Jia Pan, his face dark, as if ready to spill blood at any moment!

"Master Jin, you are breaking the rules!"

Choi Jung-tae, reminded by Jin Jia Pan, instantly regained his composure.

But Wang Zhong did not give him a chance to adjust. He took a half-step forward with his left foot, formed a fist with his right hand, and fiercely punched Choi Jung-tae's abdomen!

Half-step Bajiquan!

Mountain-breaking Kick!

Choi Jung-tae did not dodge. His leg whipped out like a whip, fiercely kicking Wang Zhong's waist. Choi Jung-tae's leg was heavy, giving the impression that it could break through mountains.

After all, legs are longer than arms.

Wang Zhong's feet slid forward, his body sinking, and his hand changed from a fist to a palm, lifting upward!

Lifting the Cauldron!

If Choi Jung-tae were lifted, Wang Zhong would change the lift to a throw. With the strength of a hero, even an iron cauldron would be shattered, let alone Choi Jung-tae's flesh and blood.

Bang!

Bang!

Choi Jung-tae clearly knew the power of Lifting the Cauldron, and with a single leg, he propelled himself backward.

Raining Arrows!

Wang Zhong would not let this opportunity pass, and his fists rained down on Choi Jung-tae like a storm.

Raining Arrows to Kill the Master!

The essence of Raining Arrows is chaos!

It makes one's eyes dazzle and hands fluster!

Hanging Horns of the Antelope!

Choi Jung-tae did not face Wang Zhong head-on but instead turned and cut into Wang Zhong's left side. His hands, like the horns of an antelope, fiercely stabbed at Wang Zhong's ribs.

Hanging Horns of the Antelope is a subtle technique, but Choi Jung-tae used it in a crude manner, giving it a sense of great subtlety!

Why did Choi Jung-tae use Hanging Horns of the Antelope? This can be traced back to the origins of Taekwondo, which evolved from Southern Shaolin Kung Fu!

So, true Taekwondo masters, to some extent, understand Chinese Shaolin Kung Fu!

Sealing and Closing!

Wang Zhong's hands drew a circle, seemingly casual, but it neutralized Choi Jung-tae's attack. This is a defensive technique from Tai Chi, using great subtlety to counter great crudeness!

Pinning the Horse!

Wang Zhong's foot, like a sharp scorpion's tail, fiercely stabbed at Choi Jung-tae's heart.

This is one of the Thirty-six Hands of the Gong Family, a surprise attack that targets unprepared defenses, specializing in breaking various protective techniques.

In the "Journey to the West," the scorpion spirit could sting the Buddha, though exaggerated, it shows the viciousness of this technique.

Cleaving the Sea!

Choi Jung-tae dodged, his hand forming a knife and fiercely chopping down.

Cleaving the Sea is a technique Choi Jung-tae created while meditating by the sea, with the momentum of a single palm cutting through the sea!

Oil Hammer Smashing the Top!

Wang Zhong's scorpion tail foot landed and rotated, the other foot smashing down on Choi Jung-tae's head like an oil hammer.

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"More than a hundred moves, first Xingyi, then Tai Chi, and then Xinyi! Does Master Wang know all the martial arts? More frightening is that the two have not had a single physical contact!"

Yang Delu looked at Wang Zhong with surprise.

"The Korean is also very strong, using techniques like Hanging Horns of the Antelope, Monk Carrying Firewood, Rhinoceros Looking at the Moon, and Left and Right Colorful Hammers! He has used at least ten different martial arts, both Chinese and Western!"

Chen Ting'en, though he had no good impression of Koreans, had to admit that Choi Jung-tae was a formidable opponent for Wang Zhong.

"Why do I feel that their techniques seem familiar but not quite?"

"They are not proficient in all martial arts, but they are fighting based on instinct, which is what people call 'winning without techniques'!"

"This fighting instinct is very terrifying, and it is the reason why only masters can defeat other masters!"

Ma San, who had been with Master Gong Yutian for a long time, had the sharpest eye.

"They will not be able to determine a winner like this!"

"Because their martial arts have reached the level of 'a feather cannot be added'!"

...

The atmosphere at the scene was unusually intense. Whether it was the live audience or those watching the live broadcast on TV, both Hong Kong and Korean people felt their blood boil and could not control themselves.

Bang!

This was the first physical contact between the two.

With the first contact, there would be a second, third, and many more. Their arms and fists collided in the air, producing a series of clashing sounds.

The series of sounds, like firecrackers, were the sound of the air being torn apart.

Their speed was too fast, already surpassing human limits!

Later, people could only see two white figures. If at the beginning they could still see the techniques being used, now they could only imagine based on the movement of the white figures.

Their speed had exceeded the visual capture ability of ordinary people!

Fast, too fast!

Gong Yutian and Jin Jia Pan stood facing each other. The dazzling movements were slowed down infinitely in their eyes, a feast of techniques, where anything you can imagine, they can do!

Because these two men are the strongest representatives of humanity!

A generation of masters!

Whether in technique or physical strength, they represent the pinnacle of human achievement!