Chapter 249 Fight!

In the land arena, as the time approaches nine o'clock, the referee is ready, the timekeeper is ready, and the referee signals the two to come forward, and the game is about to begin.

"call!"

Fighting Tsar Fedor took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The fighting spirit in his heart surged to its strongest level, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes.

He held his fists in a stance, but the stance was not as strict as in boxing.

He had a thick layer of fat on his body, like a polar bear, and his whole body exuded strong confidence and an extremely powerful aura.

He Zhongqiu stood opposite him. He was 12 centimeters taller than Feiduo and weighed kilograms, but he did not have as much fat as the other.

His body, muscles and bones were glowing, and looked as beautiful as if they were made of jade.

When there was a shirtless poster in Blade 3, it attracted a huge amount of attention and sold tens of millions of copies, which shows how beautiful his body is.

This is the performance of Iron Shirt being trained to level 120, and muscles, bones, qi and blood being trained to level .

"Wow!"

In the land arena, countless women opened their mouths wide, almost drooling.

"It's so beautiful! It's a work of art!"

"Our pictorial should have Wolverine on the cover."

"God, Wolverine's body is a true work of art!"

There were many photographers at the scene, and they were almost drooling at this point.

Paris Hilton stared at He Zhongqiu with a gleam in her eyes, which was one of the reasons why she couldn't stop.

"This guy, how did he train his body? I have to learn a few tricks from him." Johnson said.

"I have to admit, I'm jealous." Tom Cruise said with envy on his face.

There are many men like Tom Cruise who envy He Zhongqiu's body.

Xia Song keenly felt that there was an investment that could be made. Yao Min's team was currently running a chain of fitness studios, and he felt that He Zhongqiu was more qualified to run such a business.

"when!"

At this time, the bell for the first round rang.

"Ready!"

The judge also shouted out the prepared command.

Everyone, including He Zhongqiu and Feiduo, was highly focused at this moment.

"Fight!"

The referee swung his right arm downward forcefully and shouted the order to start fighting.

The two men approached and tested each other. He Zhongqiu raised his right leg and kicked out quickly and fiercely.

“What a powerful force!”

Fedor reacted quickly but was also kicked and was kicked back two steps before he managed to stabilize himself on the third step.

Fortunately, he had thick abdominal muscles and a thick layer of fat, so he had a very strong ability to withstand blows. In addition, he reacted quickly and actively retreated to relieve the force, so he was not injured.

But this kick immediately made him alert.

"nice!"

He Zhongqiu praised in his heart.

This front kick was a warning to Fedo. With his current explosive power, if Fedo had chosen to take it head-on, he was confident that he could have knocked Fedo over with one kick.

Next, Fedor began to circle to the right, looking for an opportunity to attack from the flank.

The fighting style that coach Malenkov taught him was to stay close, perform wrestling techniques, and then engage in a ground fight to subdue Wolverine.

"Zhongqiu's attack was very proactive and aggressive." Xia Song said excitedly at the CCTV commentary booth.

When He Zhongqiu saw his opponent circling around him, he reacted immediately with his rich street experience. When the opponent got close to him, he turned around and punched him with a whip.

The whip fist is a very lethal boxing technique that utilizes the momentum of turning and the leverage of the arms. Some domestic fighting competitions prohibit the use of this technique.

Fighting Tsar Fedor is indeed strong enough, very experienced, and has very quick reactions. He was able to defend himself immediately.

"Snapped!"

This punch hit Fedo's left frame, and with his strength and explosive power, it directly broke Fedo's left frame and hit Fedo's left cheek.

"What a power!"

Fortunately, the holding frame dissipated most of the force, and Fedor did not suffer further injuries.

"Beautiful! Whip fist attack, this is another effective attack to score points." Wang Guojun said at the CCTV commentary booth.

He Zhongqiu is very aggressive. As soon as his opponent retreats, he immediately takes a step forward and follows up, and the fierce attack continues.

"Hold on! Hold on!" the on-site coach Lei Boshi shouted loudly.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Fedor jumped and dodged to the right, allowing He Zhongqiu to miss his attack. At the same time, he raised his right leg and made a fierce low kick on the outside of He Zhongqiu's left knee.

"it is good!"

Fedor's on-the-spot coach Malenkov excitedly pumped his fists and shouted.

"Back off! Back off!"

At the same time, Lei Bosi saw that the outside of He Zhongqiu's knee joint was attacked and shouted in panic.

"Oops!"

At the same time, on CCTV's live broadcast, Xia Song's face changed.

If the outside of the knee joint is hit by a sweeping kick, it is possible that the knee joint will be broken in one blow.

Especially for heavyweight fighters like the Fighting Tsar, the power of their leg sweeps can even exceed one thousand pounds, and the strongest fighter's leg sweeps can even reach one thousand kilograms.

The power of his kicking kicks in a fight far exceeds that of a heavyweight champion. Tyson's punch only weighs 500 pounds, while Foreman's punch is barely close to 1,000 pounds.

When he hit Wolverine, there was no change in Fedor's expression, but he was actually expecting this low sweep to be lethal to Wolverine.

His punching skills are stronger, but he is also very confident in his kick sweep. His heaviest kick has reached 1350 pounds.

This low kick is a sudden kick, and because of its suddenness, the power seems insufficient, but it can at least reach 600 to 700 pounds of power, and hit the vital position such as the outside of the knee joint. If the opponent's muscles and bones are not strong enough, this kick can cause injury or disability.

But the next moment, what he expected did not happen, but he was faced with the most fierce counterattack from the Kung Fu King Wolverine.

He Zhongqiu's muscles and bones are as high as 120, they are so strong, and the knee joint is the largest joint in the human body. Even if he were to carry it alive, hundreds of pounds of force would not be able to stop him at all.

What's more, at the moment of being hit in the leg, he reacted very quickly, lifted his leg, and relieved a lot of the force, so he was not injured.

But this time he was hit in the leg, which also showed that he was indeed lacking in competition experience and did not expect Fedor's counterattack to be so swift.

In the moment after the middle kick, he continued his attack and turned around to throw a right hook punch.

"Oh!"

Fedor used his left hand to block, but under He Zhongqiu's extremely fierce attack power, his guard was instantly broken and then hit on his left face.

This time the force was greater than the last whip punch. He Zhongqiu's right fist hit his left cheek, brushed his nose, and knocked him over directly.

"Oh ho!"

With the first knockdown, the entire audience cheered instantly, adrenaline was burning.

"Punch!"

Xia Song shouted excitedly.

"Be careful! Hold on!"

Malenkov shouted sharply.

Fedo has a lot of experience in ground combat. After falling to the ground, he quickly turned over, curled up his legs, and got into an attacking posture. As long as He Zhongqiu dared to go up, he would be kicked.

He Zhongqiu did not continue to attack, not because of tactical considerations, as he had told Yang Xue before to fight a few more rounds.

Because Fedo is good at ground techniques, and he has just started to learn them and has not practiced much, he does not want to get close to Fedo for fear of being dragged into a ground fight.

If you are really dragged into a ground fight and are locked up, you will most likely lose if you cannot use the Eagle Claw technique.

If he lost the first battle, his title as the Kung Fu King would definitely be over, so for him, he could only win this battle and not lose.

Seeing that Wolverine didn't go up, Fedor took the opportunity to climb up.

His left cheek was swollen after being hit twice.

His nose was scratched and a lot of blood flowed out of his mouth, chin, and neck. After he stood up, the blood flowed to his chest. He looked both embarrassed and terrifying.

"What a strong force! I can't fight him head-on. I have to get close to him and then drag him into a ground fight."

Gasping for breath, he stared at He Zhongqiu fiercely, but his mind remained very calm. He began to walk around, looking for an opportunity to get close.

"This Fighting Tsar has a strong ability to withstand attacks!" said the Kingdom Army.

"The strongest heavyweight in the fighting world right now." Xia Song nodded.

On the ring, Fedor kept circling around, and He Zhongqiu responded calmly, occasionally repelling his opponent with a fierce front kick.

After maneuvering for a few seconds, when He Zhongqiu was about to kick again, Fedor, who was prepared, suddenly hugged He Zhongqiu's right leg from the side.

"Oops!"

Han Qiaosheng said anxiously.

The next moment, Fedor pulled back violently.

He Zhongqiu was about to jump up and attack Fedor's head with a left kick, but he didn't expect Fedor to do this. He was immediately pulled down and did a split.

"Pretty!"

Malenkov shouted excitedly.

"Pull your legs back!"

Rebos shouted at the same time.

At this time, Fedo did not let go of He Zhongqiu's right leg, but took the initiative to move to the ground, pressed his chest tightly against He Zhongqiu's right calf, hugged He Zhongqiu's right foot with both hands, and quickly twisted his legs towards He Zhongqiu's right thigh.

As long as he can strangle him, he can perform a powerful knee cross choke and subdue the so-called Kung Fu King in one fell swoop.

"Done!" Malenkov clapped the ring excitedly.

"Won!"

Pride's president, Nobuyuki Sakakibara, shouted excitedly.

With the Fighting Tsar's cross choke technique, he didn't believe that the Kung Fu King could escape the chokehold, and he killed Wolverine in less than a minute. This was the best outcome.

Wolverine must have wasted a lot of energy on those nine women. Fedor will win tonight!

"It's over!"

Lei Boshi's face changed drastically.

As long as Fedor completes the cross knee choke and rolls over, he can break Wolverine's right knee and lose the game!
At this moment, He Zhongqiu, who was in the splits position, suddenly exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and his core strength exploded wildly.

At the same time, he pushed his hands hard on the floor on both sides. The moment his body left the ground, he kicked hard with his left leg dragging behind him, and the whole person pounced forward instantly.

As he moved, his right leg immediately changed from straight to bent, and his right knee immediately lifted up.

He is not familiar with ground techniques, but he has a lot of street experience, after all, he has been fighting since he was a child.

The purpose of doing this is to lift up the right knee so that even if the opponent strangles you, he or she will not be able to exert all the strength.

Sure enough, when Feiduo was about to wrap his legs around He Zhongqiu's right leg, his right knee unexpectedly lifted up, which made it impossible for him to exert any force.

The next moment, he immediately did a crocodile flip, trying to knock He Zhongqiu over, continue the ground fight, and look for an opportunity to strangle him again.

As long as he rolled over and sat up, he could pull apart the Kung Fu King's twisted right leg, and then sit on his right thigh to strangle the calf joint again.

But how can He Zhongqiu make Fido's wish come true?

As Fedor rolled, he had no choice but to roll along because his right foot was controlled, otherwise his right ankle would be broken.

But his right leg remained bent, giving Fedor no chance to straighten it.

It was a little awkward when Fido rolled from lying on his back to facing the floor.

Because he didn't have the strength to straighten He Zhongqiu's right leg, his buttocks were pressed against He Zhongqiu's buttocks, and he couldn't sit down at all.

There was no other way, he could only continue to hold He Zhongqiu's right foot and continue rolling, hoping to use this technique to make He Zhongqiu lose his balance.

But he was very smart. He then rolled in the opposite direction, which caught He Zhongqiu off guard and caused him to lose his balance.

At this moment, Feido suddenly let go of He Zhongqiu's right foot.

He tried to find out that the Kung Fu King's leg strength was very strong. It was difficult for him to straighten his right leg and strangle him when the Kung Fu King's knee was bent.

The next moment, just as He Zhongqiu fell to the ground, facing the floor and kneeling on his knees, Feido pounced on his back from behind and twisted his arms around his neck.

"Naked choke!" Malenkov roared excitedly.

"No one in this world can escape the Fighting Tsar's ground stranglehold." Nobuyuki Sakakibara shouted excitedly.

"Oh, this is trouble!" Wang Guojun said anxiously.

"..."

Xia Song stared at the ring and had no time to commentate.

Yang Xue didn't understand all this, but she could see that Sanjin was at a disadvantage, so she stood up anxiously.

On the ring, the moment his right foot escaped his opponent's control, He Zhongqiu reacted as quickly as possible and rolled over violently.

"it is good!"

When Xia Song saw He Zhongqiu's actions, he roared excitedly.

Fedo's first pounce missed and allowed his opponent to roll over. Without hesitation, he immediately launched a second pounce, straddling He Zhongqiu's abdomen and trying to hold He Zhongqiu's right arm to implement an arm cross lock.

But when his attempt to strangle He Zhongqiu's arm failed, he immediately started to strike back, raising his right arm and hitting it hard on He Zhongqiu's head.

"Oh!"

He Zhongqiu waved his arms to block, but was still hit.

"Oh!"

Another blow hit He Zhongqiu on the head.

"Three pounds?" Yang Xue's eyes turned red.

"It's okay, Sanjin has an iron vest." She forced herself to remain calm again.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

In Hong Kong, in Zhou Yunfa’s mansion, many Hong Kong stars were yelling non-stop, with Anthony Wong’s voice being the craziest.

He also suffered considerable losses in this public opinion storm, mainly in terms of acting offers. Now he can only accept local dramas, and no joint ventures with the mainland will approach him, so he hates He Zhongqiu very much.

In the land arena, on the ring, Fedor held He Zhongqiu down tightly and continued to hit his head.

He thought that the Kung Fu King was almost there. He must have felt dizzy from his blows. If he continued to fight, the referee would probably call a halt.

The referee was also squatting nearby and observing He Zhongqiu's situation. If He Zhongqiu showed any signs of slow reaction, he would stop the game without hesitation.

The referee is not from Pride, but a referee from UFC in the United States. It is impossible for Frank Zhang to use a referee from Pride.

Even the timekeepers and referees were all hired separately. This was agreed upon during the negotiations to ensure fairness.

Fedor struck again, three times in total, and raised his right arm for the fourth time.

"enough!"

He Zhongqiu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he yelled while biting his teeth.

Just as Fedor was about to strike for the fourth time, his left hand instantly reached out and grabbed Fedor's right wrist, unleashing his eagle claw power and pinching Fedor's wrist with his five fingers.

Fido struggled violently, but it was no use; he couldn't get free.

At this moment, He Zhongqiu grabbed Fedor's left wrist with his right hand and clamped it tightly. With the strength of his eagle claws, Fedor couldn't break free at all.

He was hit by three punches. If he continued to fight like this, he would lose all his face. The referee might even stop the game, causing him to lose unfairly.

It is not allowed to use Eagle Claw to hurt others, but the strength gained from Eagle Claw will definitely not be a violation, because it is the strength of the body, not a technique.

The next moment, he exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and with the explosion of his core strength, he did an extremely ferocious sit-up, and his head slammed into the forehead of Fedo who was sitting on his waist.

"Oh!"

In the violent collision, blood spurted out of his forehead instantly. Fedor felt as if his head was about to explode and stars appeared in his eyes.

"Headbutt! Headbutt hard!"

Xia Song shouted excitedly.

“Escape!”

Malenkov roared.

"how is this possible?"

Sakakibara Shinyuki cried out in horror.

"Oh oh oh……"

The exclamations in the land arena rolled through like thunder, deafening.

"Oh!"

After the second headbutt, Fedor was surrounded by flying golden stars.

But his reaction was very strong and he did not lose his mind. Instead, he struggled backwards while raising his feet and kicking forward hard.

"Oh!"

The kick hit He Zhongqiu's chest. He Zhongqiu could only loosen his clasped hands and fall backwards to absorb the force.

The iron vest is not that magical. Facing a blow of nearly a thousand pounds of force, the ribs in the chest cannot withstand it. If you try to withstand it, your chest may be kicked down.

The tempered glass used in cars can withstand knives, but not hammers. He understood this when he was trying to defraud insurance many years ago.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fedor rolled over and escaped.

"call!"

Seeing that Fedo had escaped, the people on his side breathed a sigh of relief.

"Waste! Can this help him turn things around?"

"You idiot, go ahead and hit me again!"

In Hong Kong, Huang Qiushen, Xie Tingfeng, Zhang Weijian and others started cursing.

On the ring, He Zhongqiu and Feiduo immediately climbed up, their faces covered in blood.

However, all the blood on He Zhongqiu's head was Feiduo's. He wiped it with the back of his hand and that was almost it.

Yang Xue breathed a sigh of relief. The three-jin iron vest was indeed effective in treating thick skin.

After his nose, Fedor's forehead was broken again, which was even more terrifying than the previous one, and it also gave the game a bloody atmosphere.

This bloody scene seemed to have stimulated the more than 70,000 Japanese at the scene. Their adrenaline rushed and burned wildly, and they let out long and endless animal roars.

"Wolverine took so many hits, but there's no injury on his head?"

"My God, the Fighting Tsar's punches couldn't hurt Wolverine. What kind of kung fu is this?"

The group of fighters and boxing champions below the ring were shocked to see that He Zhongqiu had nothing wrong with his head.

"This is Tie Bu San, the King of Kung Fu." Johnson shouted excitedly.

"Iron But Three?"

Everyone was confused and didn't understand what this kung fu was.

"What the hell!"

He suffered a loss and was nearly dragged into a ground battle. He Zhongqiu cursed inwardly and his toothguard was almost broken by his bite.

"Wolverine, there must be changes, changes." Rebos shouted loudly.

He Zhongqiu began to press towards Feido, not giving his opponent a chance to breathe.

He had to fight quickly and decisively now, otherwise if he was careless he would be dragged to the ground by his opponent and he wouldn't know what the outcome would be next time.

Fedo's head was still full of stars, but he was controlling his body with great willpower and not letting himself lose balance, otherwise the referee would have stopped the match before the Kung Fu King even hit him.

At this time, He Zhongqiu pressed forward, and Feido, who had not yet recovered, began to hold on tightly. He had to hold on for a while and fight for a chance to recover.

(End of this chapter)