Chapter 809: First Day of Competition

The third match was between a Siamese boxer and a warrior named Zhepeng.

Siam has always been proud of its history of never becoming a colony and maintaining its independent national sovereignty, but in fact it is just a fence-sitter, trying to survive in the cracks.

The Siamese boxer looked quite powerful, but he only fought a few rounds symbolically and then admitted defeat.

The warrior Zhepeng accepted his surrender as a matter of course.

The fourth match was a Chinese "civil war", both of them were from the north, one of them was Tai Chi master Ma Chengzhi.

The northern boxer who was fighting him smiled bitterly and bowed, saying: "Master Ma, don't say I can't beat you. Even if I win this time by chance, I know in my heart that I am not as strong as you. I simply don't want to waste your energy and expose your martial arts. I admit defeat!"

Ma Chengzhi hurriedly said: "Master Zhao, what are you talking about? You and I are equally skilled in martial arts. I never dare to underestimate you."

"Haha, then why don't we wait until the International Tournament is over and then have a fight on our own. Master Ma, don't refuse then!" Master Zhao laughed and then raised his hand to signal the referee. "I admit defeat!"

Ma Chengzhi bowed deeply to Master Zhao.

The Chinese people in the audience burst into warm applause and cheers, but this time it was not for the winner, but for Master Zhao.

Who dares to say that Master Zhao has no real skills after he passed the five levels and cut down six generals in the qualifying competition and entered the main competition?

But he fought so hard to get to the finals, but he would rather admit defeat without even a fight, and even ended his journey in the world fighting competition without officially showing up. Who else would be willing to do that?

Master Zhao's move was very righteous, he sacrificed himself for the sake of the overall situation, and won the respect of all Chinese people.

Whether it was southern or northern martial artists, they all applauded and paid tribute to him.

Master Zhao's eyes were a little wet, he laughed awkwardly, and slipped away embarrassedly.

Obviously he didn't expect that he would be treated like this.

The referee directly ruled that Ma Chengzhi won and advanced to the next round.

Su Yi pondered for a moment, called a man and said, "There are still six matches between us. Go find these twelve masters and let them meet their opponents in advance. If they want to fight, decide the winner off the court in advance, and just admit defeat on the stage."

The man agreed and was about to leave, but Su Yi stopped him again: "This suggestion should be reported to Master Gong and others first. If they agree, then notify the twelve masters."

"Got it, Master Geng!"

The next fifth match was also the last match this morning. The two sides were a Belarusian strongman and a Goryeo man.

The Belarusian practiced wrestling and simple military fighting skills, and it was obvious that he had military experience.

The Goryeo people practiced Taekwondo.

Taekwondo belongs to the ancient Goryeo martial arts. Its original name was Hwarangdo. It was created by a soldier named Hwarang in the Goryeo Silla era by combining Chinese martial arts. It has been passed down from ancient times to the present and is considered the traditional martial arts of the Goryeo people.

In modern times, after the peninsula was occupied by Cheolpeng, all cultural and entertainment activities were banned on the peninsula, and Taekwondo practitioners were naturally not spared. In order to avoid being arrested by the authorities, they disappeared from the peninsula.

Some people who were unwilling to be lonely or forced by life left their homeland and came to China to make a living or engage in anti-Japanese activities. The Korean on the stage now is one of them.

As for Taekwondo in later generations, it was founded by Cui Hongxi around the 1950s based on karate. It just borrowed the routines of Taekwondo. Strictly speaking, it is not a martial arts lineage with Taekwondo.

The Korean fought desperately. He kept attacking the White Russian like he was almost self-mutilating, but he was far behind this White Russian strongman in terms of strength, speed, and even skills. In the end, he persisted until the second round and was defeated with blood all over his body, leaving people with a tragic impression.

The morning game ended like this.

At lunch, Su Yi ate with several masters. He proposed that he play the role of "on-the-spot coach" and explained the necessity of doing so, which was unanimously agreed by the masters.

There is no such thing as an on-the-spot coach now, but the effect of Su Yi's first two games was obvious to all, and the masters were willing to let Su Yi try.

And the reason why Su Yi was willing to take on this job was also selfish.

He needed to cultivate his own team in the martial arts world and establish his own prestige, and watching the battles and guiding tactics at close range was also an opportunity for him to promote technology and fighting thinking.

In addition, Su Yi's proposal in the morning that the "civil war" of the Chinese people should be decided in advance or reached a consensus off the stage was also unanimously praised by the masters. Everyone felt that Su Yi was thorough and meticulous. This not only avoided the martial arts of the qualifiers from being exposed to the opponents, but also avoided the scene where those who did not want to give up the game were criticized by the audience for "not knowing the general situation".

After all, not everyone is the previous Master Zhao, who has such a high level of awareness. We have fought so hard to get to the finals, why should we give up so easily?

When the match was about to start in the afternoon, Ye Wen found Su Yi.

"Brother Geng, I heard that you want to be an on-the-spot coach? I wonder if there is anything I can do to help?" Ye Wen was wearing a long robe and looked very elegant.

These days, Ye Wen's life is not easy. He was placed with high hopes and regarded as the representative of the southern martial arts world, but he did not last more than three rounds in the hands of Su Yi.

Although Grandmaster and Su Yi came forward to publicly promise that Ip Man did not fix the match, there was no way to stop the spread of rumors, and there was no way to prevent the southern martial arts people from feeling bad about Ip Man.

Maybe it's not that they don't believe Ip Man, but they just need to find a channel to vent their failures.

Ip Man unfortunately fell into this role.

Before, Ip Man always looked high-spirited, confident and mature.

But now, his whole person has become a little gloomier, and his emotions seem to be more restrained. The look in Gujing Wubo's eyes makes it difficult to tell what he is thinking in his heart.

"Actually, it's nothing," Su Yi said with a smile, "But one person is short-witted and the other two are wise. I would like to have a senior brother to help me check and fill in the gaps. Besides, we can have a good chat about martial arts issues."

Ip Man bowed his hand to Su Yi and said, "Thank you."

The first scene in the afternoon was still the "Civil War" in China. This time it was a southern warrior and a northern warrior.

The two had a private fight at noon, and the warrior from the south won.

This southern martial artist is Zhang Xiaocai of Confucian boxing. In the early selection competition, he appeared as one of the first batch of "seed players" in the southern martial arts world and had high hopes. However, he was defeated by Chen Sufeng, the successor of Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

Afterwards, he learned from the painful experience, won five games and won five games, and qualified directly.

His own strength is beyond doubt, and Su Yi expected to stand out again.

After the two came to power, the northern warrior simply gave up.

The audience cheered again, cheering for the loser.

"What's that guy doing?" On the other side, some Zhepeng people were unhappy, "If you're going to give up without even fighting, why do you still sign up for the competition? These damn fools!"

"I guess this is the so-called modesty and face of Zhina people. Haha, this hypocritical and cowardly nation always finds some high-sounding excuses for its own weaknesses. It's ridiculous!"

Maeda Mitsuyo and Funakoshi Yoshihao, who led the team from Teppon, were also talking, but they obviously knew more inside information.

"As far as I know, the Chinese let all their own people beat their own combinations, and decided the winner off the court in advance, or negotiated the results, so they would admit defeat directly after getting on stage." Mitsuyo Maeda, "It's very smart of them to do this, and it was Geng Sang's idea."

"Sneaky, sneaky, these people can only do this kind of cleverness." Funakoshi Yoshihao didn't see it that way, and sneered, "But in front of the truly strong, they will only show their true colors!"

Maeda Mitsuyo did not answer, and said with a smile: "Yihao-kun, your apprentice Bogu Zhenyang will appear in the next game, right? I heard that he inherited 70% of your martial arts and is your most proud disciple, right? ?”

Funakoshi Yoshihao said proudly: "Yes, Shinyo is indeed my most outstanding disciple. He has studied karate for ten years and has achieved what he is today. Even my father is full of praise for his talent."

"Oh? Even your father praises Bogu Zhenyang? Then it seems that he is indeed a genius?" Maeda Mitsuyo chuckled, "Yihao Lord, Bogu Zhenyang's opponent is Jiang Tieshan, and he happens to be Geng Sang's first disciple. , according to Chinese people, he is called the founder of the mountain."

"A semi-finished product after teaching for half a year?" Funakoshi Yihao dismissed it, "I admit that Geng Liangchen's mixed martial arts has merits, but I have deep doubts about his apprentice's martial arts. The most stupid thing about that person is that they They always like to push their relatives or friends to a level they shouldn’t reach, thinking that they are helping their relatives and friends, but in fact, they are harming others!”

"This is called nepotism." Mitsuyo Maeda said with a smile, "But Geng Sang shouldn't be this kind of person, otherwise Master and I wouldn't have such high regard for him."

"Hmph!" Funakoshi Yoshihao sneered twice, "You'll see the result soon, right? I bet that Shinyo can win this victory within ten moves!"

Jiang Tieshan, Su Yi's founding disciple, was born in Jixing. His father was one of Su Yi's subordinates. He himself learned Baguazhang from Zheng Shanao's martial arts school since he was a child.

Jiang Tieshan's own martial arts is very good. He has mastered Baguazhang and is highly regarded by Zheng Shanao.

Because of the relationship between his father and Su Yi, Jiang Tieshan himself also respected Su Yi very much. After Zheng Shanao's death, he offered to become Su Yi's teacher and learn mixed martial arts from Su Yi.

After considering his ability and character several times, Su Yi decided to make Jiang Tieshan his first disciple.

At this time, Jiang Tieshan was standing in front of Su Yi, listening to Su Yi tell him about the characteristics of karate.

Ye Wen was also listening, listening very carefully.

"According to the information I have obtained, your opponent, Bogu Zhenyang, is very famous in Zhepeng and has considerable strength, so you must not be careless." Su Yi told Jiang Tieshan, "After taking the stage, calm down and treat yourself as usual. If you apply 80% of what you have learned, you will be absolutely foolproof in this game, understand?”

"I understand, Master!" Jiang Tieshan said respectfully, "Don't worry, if I lose, I'll come to you with my head raised!"

"Why do I want your big head?" Su Yi said angrily, "Go and fight!"

"yes!"

After Jiang Tieshan walked away, Ye Wen suddenly asked: "Junior Brother Geng, did you just say that to encourage him and give him confidence, or do you really think so?"

"Both." Su Yi said with a smile, "I am using a fact to encourage him and let him know that he is very strong, but he can't be careless and take the game seriously."

Ye Wen said: "He looks older than you, but he really respects you."

Su Yi said faintly: "This guy is only 18 years old, he just looks a little anxious."

Ye Wen laughed.

This joke, which is common in the future, is very fresh to Ye Wen. It made him laugh directly. He was a little embarrassed, but couldn't help laughing.

"Junior Brother Geng, you...haha, very humorous." Ye Wen blushed a little and laughed embarrassedly.

Su Yi smiled and said: "This is the first time I saw Senior Brother Ye laugh in the past few days. I always thought that you were resentful of me."

Ye Wen's expression moved, and he looked at Su Yi sincerely and said: "Junior Brother Geng, I don't hate you. The rumors these days just made me realize the fickleness of the world, but I am convinced that I lost to you. These days, I have also figured it out. In terms of dirty things and Wing Chun, your realm is far beyond mine. I am not as good as you now. This is a fact."

"But it may not be the case in the future." Ye Wen added immediately.

Su Yi said: "Then you have to work hard, brother."

Changing the subject, he pointed at a pair of opponents on the stage who were already bowing to each other, and asked Ye Wen: "The Zhepeng people are ambitious, from the official to the civilian, they want to conquer our land and people, they want to interfere in every aspect, and this time they came to the martial arts world."

"Brother Ye, can you imagine what the consequences will be if our people are suppressed by the Zhepeng people in this fighting competition?"

Ye Wen frowned and thought for a while, wondering: "We can't beat them this time because we are not as skilled as them, so we will try harder next time, what can be the consequences?"

"Brother Ye, you have lived in Foshan for a long time, and it is understandable that you can't see through the sinister intentions of the Zhepeng people..." Su Yi Sighing, "I'll tell you the answer, Brother Ye."

"If the Zhepeng people beat us this time, they will definitely make a big publicity, exaggerate their martial arts, discredit our national martial arts, and even devalue our national martial arts to nothing, further questioning the quality of our nation. They will take advantage of the issue to make all sectors of society disappointed in our national martial arts and think that our national martial arts are vulnerable!"

"They will take the opportunity to open Zhepeng martial arts halls everywhere to promote their martial arts and culture. When our national martial arts are notorious and vulnerable, maybe they will persecute us martial artists and turn the martial arts passed down by our ancestors into their own, but this is just the beginning..."