Chapter 2252 None of you can do it

"I'm going!" Zhao Wenzhuo gritted his teeth and said.

"Forget it, I'll do it. I'm not his opponent, but I will try my best to help you find out his shortcomings, and then you can attack his shortcomings." Jet Li said in a deep voice. Tony Jia's strength exceeds theirs.

Imagine that they never thought that Tony Jia would be so powerful. According to Tony Jia's strength, they would barely defeat Tony Jia, but they would not be able to defeat the other two. They would definitely lose this game, but they would definitely lose it.

Can't be KO'd by Tony Jaa alone.

"Brother Jie, be careful." Zhao Wenzhuo said in a deep voice. Now, Jet Li is trying his own way. If he is not careful, he may be seriously injured. That guy Tony Jaa will not stop at all.

Jet Li nodded towards Zhao Wenzhuo and walked onto the stage.

"China Jet Li, "Once Upon a Time", "Fang Shiyu"." Jet Li stood still and said.

"Jet Li, I have watched the two series you made. The fighting skills in the movies are indeed very powerful, but in my opinion, they are all just showmanship in the movies, but not the actual skills. It just so happens that today I will do it in front of a global audience.

Let’s make a decision to see whether our Thai Kung Fu or Chinese Kung Fu is better.” Tony Jia Aoran said.

"I hope your skills can be as good as your words." Jet Li snorted coldly.

"Then use your body to prove how powerful my fists are!" Tony Jia roared angrily, attacking like lightning and hitting Jet Li with fists like raindrops.

Such a fast punch! Jet Li was secretly shocked. He already had a high opinion of Tony Jaa, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Tony Jaa.

I block! Jet Li resisted, but the huge force coming from his arm made Jet Li stagger.

"Haha, that's it. You still claim to be the Kung Fu Emperor. I'm really disappointed." Tony Jia withdrew his fist and stood aside with a sneer. He was too weak. If he hadn't withdrawn his fist just now, he could have killed Jet Li with just one knee.

Too weak, really too weak!

Jet Li had a gloomy look on his face. This Tony Jia's attack power was too strong, exceeding his defensive strength. His punches were too heavy, too heavy.

You can't block, you can only hide!

"Who is that? It's too bad for you to be a candidate at this time. I think you should switch to someone else." Tony Jia said loudly to Li Junji.

Li Junji's expression changed.

"Tony, I became a disciple not because the master has great martial arts, but because he has martial ethics. And you have great martial arts, but no martial ethics!" Li Junji said coldly.

Jet Li nodded secretly. Although this apprentice is Korean, he is not pedantic and is quite teachable!

"Huh, I don't know how to commend myself. There is no such thing as martial virtue. The so-called strong man is respected. The so-called martial virtue is the loser deceiving himself and others." Tony Jia snorted coldly.

"Tony, come on. Stop using your words." Jet Li raised his finger at Tony Jia.

"Seeking death!" Tony Jia's eyes widened, and he attacked like a whirlwind. He had already tested Jet Li's defensive strength just now, and he couldn't defend his own punches at all. As for other elbows, knees, etc., it was even more difficult.

Unable to defend. As long as you hit it, you can KO Jet Li in one round.

Jet Li dodged left and right, looking for opportunities to attack while pondering Tony Jaa's offensive routine.

"Hmph, hide, let's see how long you can hide!" Tony Jia snorted coldly. His punches did not weaken at all, but became more ferocious. It is a joke to try to wear yourself down by dodging. His physical strength has already been strengthened.

After testing, it is delusional to want to drag yourself down.

Jet Li's face gradually darkened. This guy's punch speed didn't slow down at all, but became more ferocious. His physical strength was so good. Being young is good. It was the same when I was young. I didn't value physical strength at all, but not now.

. Many thoughts flashed through Jet Li's mind for a moment.

"Wind God, it looks like the situation is not good!" Harmandan sighed.

Lin Feng nodded. Jet Li's own attack power is not as good as Tony Jia's. In addition, he is too old now and his physical strength is not as good as before. I am afraid that this game will be lost. And the remaining Zhao Wenzhuo will also have a hard time.

Although I felt unwilling to lose this match, I had no choice but to do it. My strength was not as good as others, and everything was as expected.

"Ha, you can't run away!" Tony Jia yelled. When Jet Li tried to evade, his legs and feet were slightly weak, but Tony Jia seized the opportunity.

The punches fell like raindrops. Every punch made Jet Li grin, and every punch made Jet Li feel pain in his heart. But he must not hide or dodge, otherwise he will definitely lose. Even if he can't find it,

Tony Jia's flaws must also consume his physical strength as much as possible to give Zhao Wenzhuo a chance to win.

Endure! At this moment, Jet Li's willpower that he had spent decades practicing martial arts came into play. At this moment, his arms had completely lost all feeling, but he gritted his teeth and endured it with his tenacity.

"Haha, I don't think you can stop being beaten! But let's see how long you can last!" Tony Jia laughed wildly. If he changed his attack mode, he would definitely be able to knock down Jet Li easily, but at this time, he

I have a strong fight with Jet Li. If you defend yourself, I will break your defense and beat you to death.

One punch is heavier than the other, and one punch is more powerful than the other.

With a "poof" sound, Tony Jia directly punched Jet Li's skin, causing blood to spurt out.

But Tony Jia's punches continued unabated and continued to attack wildly.

The blood just kept splattering everywhere, splashing red all over the ground. Tony Jia's face was also covered with the blood splattered from Jet Li's arm. But Jet Li refused to fall.

"You can take a beating!" Tony Jia growled, a long and high-intensity attack was too much for him even with his extraordinary physical strength. He could not continue attacking like this, otherwise he would run out of energy later.

"Bang" swept his legs with great force, knocking Jet Li off his feet. He couldn't help but let go of his hands, revealing his face.

"Go to hell!" Tony Jia roared angrily, like a mad wolf, and punched Jet Li straight in the face.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, not wanting to see this tragic scene again.

"I've got you!" Jet Li stared at the fist tightly, growled, gritted his teeth, and bumped his forehead against the fist.

"Bang!" There was a heavy and muffled sound, and Jet Li fell to the ground, falling heavily on the ring and never breathing again.

"Old Hua!" Lin Feng shouted.

Hua Shiqi hurriedly came to the stage, made an inspection, gave Lin Feng a reassuring gesture, and then ordered someone to carry him aside and start emergency rescue.

"Next!" Tony Jia stood on the stage with a ferocious expression, looking at Zhao Wenzhuo.

Zhao Wenzhuo gritted his teeth. Just now in the audience, he saw Jet Li defending desperately, and his heart was boiling. He wanted to fight, he must defeat this Tony Jia, and he must not be allowed to be arrogant again. He wanted to rectify the name of Chinese martial arts!

"Zhao Wenzhuo, come... come here!" At this time, Jet Li's low voice came.

"Brother Jie, are you okay? Don't worry, I will defeat him even if I try my best." Zhao Wenzhuo gritted his teeth and said.

"His right fist has no offensive power for the time being. It was injured by my forehead. I'm afraid it has been fractured. You will hit his right hand specifically later." Jet Li said intermittently.

"Okay, don't say any more. Your head has been shaken too much now and you need to rest. I will give you an injection immediately and let you have a good sleep. You will be fine when you wake up." Zhao Wenzhuo, the Seventeenth General of Hua

Pull open.

In that last blow just now, Jet Li almost gave his life. Fortunately, his forehead is naturally harder than ordinary people, otherwise Tony Jia's punch would have directly caused Jet Li to have a cerebral hemorrhage. Now, as long as he rests for a while, he can recover

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"Brother Jie, don't worry, I will definitely win." Zhao Wenzhuo clenched his fist and was about to go on stage.

"Wait, are you sure?" Donnie Yen stopped Zhao Wenzhuo, "We must not lose this match again. We must defeat Tony Jia, otherwise our Chinese martial arts will never be able to lift its head again."

"Don't worry, I will definitely try my best." Zhao Wenzhuo gritted his teeth and stared at Tony Jia above.

"It's not about trying your best, it's about winning. If you can't do it, I'll do it. I used to do black boxing in the United States in my early years. Although I'm injured now, I'm still strong enough to fight." Donnie Yen's eyes were bloodshot. He really regretted the fight he had with Rain yesterday.

Too merciful, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to play against Tony Jaa today due to injury.

"Are you looking down on me? Do Chinese martial arts have to rely on an injury like yours to maintain their dignity?" Zhao Wenzhuo roared upon hearing this.

"No, that's not what I meant." Donnie Yen frowned, "I just think I am more sure."

"You can't even take action. You are still sure. You look down on people too much." Zhao Wenzhuo's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Don't worry, I will never lose. Unless I die on the stage, otherwise I will never

Will lose."

Donnie Yen took a breath. He was not optimistic about Zhao Wenzhuo, not because he looked down upon him, but because Tony Jia's Muay Thai was definitely a real-fighter, and he himself also had a lot of fighting experience. On the contrary, these Chinese Kung Fu superstars were not as good as in real-fight experience.

.Only he is slightly stronger, and this is all thanks to his early years in the United States. At that time, he challenged martial arts gyms everywhere, fought with black Americans, and accumulated a lot of practical experience. This is also his movie, although the action is not very fancy,

But it is a very practical reason.

"Haha, why, both of you want to fight, it doesn't matter, just come together, I don't mind, one of us can fight you two. We Muay Thai boxers, one of us is enough to fight your Chinese Kung Fu." Tony Jia was waiting above for a long time.

If the opponent fails, he will taunt him wantonly on the stage.

The expressions of Donnie Yen and Zhao Wenzhuo both changed.

"I'm on!" they both said in unison.

"Okay, don't argue anymore." At this time, Lin Feng came over.

"Wind God, I'll go. I will defeat him even if I die." Zhao Wenzhuo asked.

"Wind God, I'll do it. This kind of competition without rules is more suitable for me." Donnie Yen also asked.

Lin Feng did not answer, but looked at Monk Void and Taoist Qingfeng beside him. These two are the real masters.

Both of them shook their heads.

"The one above is too powerful. If you two go up there, even if you are determined to die, the most you can do is die, and he will be seriously injured." Vukong and Qingfeng looked at each other and said at the same time.
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