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Text Chapter 476 The Old Man of the Mountain!

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    "I didn't expect the battle to end so quickly? Beichen'an's boxing skills and experience are not inferior to Zhu Hongzhi's, and his physical strength is even better. He actually lost in one step? It's really unexpected."  The competition ended so quickly, something that most of the martial artists present did not expect.  Discussions arose one after another. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Only martial artists below Huajin level are talking about it, but the real masters have seen the secret.  "A battle between masters only happens in a split second. Experience, kung fu, and physical strength only account for 50% of the factors. The other half depends on luck. The situation on the spot is ever-changing, and no one can really grasp it.  There is no mistake. This is the case in the fight between Zhu Hongzhi and Beichen'an. If Beichen'an does not attack at the beginning, but adopts a solid defense and lets the opponent attack, then Zhu Hongzhi's physical strength will not be the same.  He was afraid that he would be at a disadvantage, but the outcome was still unclear. Although Zhu Hongzhi was old, he had been famous for decades, and it was impossible to justify the lack of hidden killers. Beichen'an obviously expected this.  He wanted to gain the upper hand with thunderous force in an instant and prevent Zhu Hongzhi from counterattacking with his killer move. His style of play was actually correct. " These two men and women were talking in a low voice.  The young man is Chen Xiaoquan from the martial arts family Chenjiagou, and the girl is the mysterious master carrying the baggage.  He is the most outstanding young figure among the Yue-style Sanshou family, the one Yue Peng calls "Little Lanting".  These two lines of dialogue are a question and an answer. The question was asked by Chen Xiaoquan, and the answer was by Xiao Lanting.  "Obviously, Xiao Lanting's martial arts level is much higher than Chen Xiaoquan's.  "There is nothing wrong with Beichen'an's playing style. If I were Beichen'an, I would definitely play like this. Since people like Zhu Hongzhi dare to go on the field, they will definitely have their killer moves ready. Instead of solid defense, it is better to be direct  Attack. Don't give the opponent a chance to use his killer moves." Yue Xigui frowned and said.  "There is nothing wrong with his playing style, but there is something wrong with his mentality. He attacked fiercely. He wanted to gain the upper hand and not be immune to Zhu Hongzhi's counterattack. That is, he wanted to win completely. He did not have an overwhelming advantage. But he wanted to win completely.  It was this little mental error that cost him his life. But he couldn't be too cautious when fighting.  It's like a moment of death. Only the Buddha's mind has the ability to choose accurately in such a moment.  Such a state." Xiao Lanting said with no expression on his face.  "Ling'er. If that woman does not fall in this martial arts competition, you will collide. She will be an important rival for you. This woman and Qiu Chan are young people on the same level. They are rising rookies.  Masters. They will definitely play a role in the future." Wang Chao's ears twitched.  He said to Huo Linger, who was sitting quietly next to him.  Huo Ling'er's eyes flashed.  Far apart.  His eyes pierced towards Xiao Lanting in the distance.  Just when Huo Ling'er's eyes fell on Xiao Lanting.  Xiao Lanting sensed it almost at the same time.  Also cast your gaze over.  Separated by thousands of meters, among tens of millions of people, the two people looked at each other, and sparks seemed to spark between them.  After looking at each other, Xiao Lanting smiled slightly.  He withdrew his gaze.  Huo Ling'er made a circle with her fingers: "She is indeed my opponent." At this time, in the center of the venue, the organizing committee of the martial arts conference entered the venue, and a group of medical staff carried Beichen'an out.  However, Beichen'an's lower abdomen was completely shattered by the Banbu Bengquan. Not only was his intestines ruptured, but his bladder and pelvis were also damaged. He was already half dead and could not be saved.  Lifting him like this for first aid is just a formality.  After the first game is over.  Ten minutes later, the big computer screen flickered violently again.  Countless names danced and flashed.  The second round of computer rankings has begun again.  This martial arts conference is purely one-on-one.  It is not divided into many arenas, but many venues compete at the same time.  In other words, each of the five to six thousand people present this time has an opportunity to truly stand in the center of the venue and receive the spotlight.  This is to show the formality and seriousness of this martial arts conference.  "When every warrior competes, he or she blooms his or her own vitality under the spotlight of everyone."  Express yourself to everyone, burn yourself.  Doing it one by one like this is a waste of time, but it is imperative.    However, the martial arts conference will be held for one month and can be extended.  Because of this, thousands of warriors gather together for a full month. How many unpredictable things will happen?  Especially in a complex situation like a martial arts tournament, spies and military masters from various countries are involved, each with their own purposes.  To stir up trouble.  One month, complicated circumstances, these two fatal factors, although Japan and South Korea also wanted to hold the event, they gave up after many considerations. This is also the reason.  "After watching such fighting, I realized that special army fighting training, boxing championship gold belt competition, etc. are not worth mentioning." In the highest secret box, Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Putin rubbed his hands together with an expression on his face.  Very excited.  "You are gearing up, do you also want to go on the field to compete with these people?" Xiaobao's grandfather also said half-jokingly.  ¡°Then there¡¯s no need.¡± Putin rubbed his hands and put them down, shook his head, then picked up a high-power military telescope next to him and looked at the center of the distant field.  Although there was a huge screen in the lobby with clear broadcasts, the "Tsar" who was obsessed with martial arts still wanted to watch the duel in the venue with his own eyes.  The name flashing on the big screen finally stopped.  The names of two people are displayed above, but there are no Chinese martial artists among them.  It is a typical name of a martial artist from the Middle Eastern Arab world, and a name with a rather classical European flavor.  The two names displayed on the big screen are.  Hassan Ben Hobo.  Ladd, Frederick After these two names were displayed on the big screen, the whole audience started to whisper loudly.  It seems as if the names of these two people represent something.  But most of the people whispering are masters of Muslim martial arts in the Middle East, as well as some fighters from Western Europe, and some mysterious places.  Wearing a long robe, a cloak, and a cross, he looks like a Christian priest.  And the rest are Chinese, Japanese, and Korean.  People in the Muay Thai and yoga circles are a little confused about what's going on.  Why these two names cause whispers.  So, everyone present stared at the center of the huge venue.  At this time, in the circle where a large group of Muslim martial artists gathered, there was a sinister laughter that could freeze the bones, and a figure stood up and took two steps.  Suddenly, with a series of quick steps, his body moved to the center of the field like an arrow.  From the elevated seats all the way to the center of the field.  A long distance, but the man spent a short time.  Its speed is more than twice as fast as the Olympic champion's 100-meter sprint world record.  Such physical strength and explosive power were revealed all at once, causing goosebumps to appear on 99% of the experts present.  And the other top masters were all in huge surprise.  Because the strength shown by this person is already Danjin!  How come it¡¯s not shocking?  Arriving at the venue, the figure shook a bit.  Stopping steadily, there was an imam from the Muslim sect who was wearing a large white robe, a white cloth wrapped around his head, a big eagle nose, and eyes as bright as gold crystals.  The temperament of this semi-old imam gives people an extremely cold feeling, eerie and bone-marrow freezing.  "Who is this? In the martial arts world of the Arab world, Imati, the highest achiever in martial arts, has been killed by my master. Why did another Danjin master appear? When we invited the world's hidden masters to come forward, why didn't this person come forward?  Among them?" Huo Ling'er's eyes suddenly opened.  "The Christian civilization and the Islamic civilization began to collide. This Hassan Ben Hobo is not a martial artist, but a religious leader. So he was not invited. He is also the true successor of the ancient Muslim boxing skills. His martial arts, I  Just say four words and you will understand." Yan Yuanyi said while she was speaking.  The sound is neither loud nor quiet.  But with her as the center, the Chinese martial artists around her could hear her clearly.  "Which four words?" Huo Ling'er asked.  "Old Man of the Mountain." "It turned out to be the assassination leader in the Muslim religion The true inheritance of the ancient Muslim martial arts. Unexpectedly, it still exists today. No wonder, it's like those religious leaders in Japan, but the Muslim religion is better than Japan  Those religions are much more orthodox and ancient." After hearing these four words, Huo Ling'er already understood in her heart.  ¡°That¡¯s right, this Hassan bin Hobo is exactly the old man from the mountain, the authentic descendant of Hassan bin Saba, and he is also a member of many Islamic organizations today.This mysterious spiritual leader is also a martial arts instructor who assassinates members of many terrorist organizations.  " Yan Yuanyi said: "The old man in the mountain, Hassan Ben Saba, organized an assassination organization, specializing in assassinating the king.  The inheritance of this martial art was developed on real battlefields, the Crusades, and the collision of Christian civilization and Muslim civilization.  It was the ancient Muslim martial arts that developed to its peak.  Strictly speaking, Imati is not the highest achiever in Muslim martial arts. What he learned was actually Chinese boxing.  And this Huo Bo is the true master of ancient Muslim martial arts.  ¡± The Old Man of the Mountain Hassan Ben Saba, the promoter of ancient Muslim martial arts, is equivalent to figures like Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng in the martial arts circles of Western countries and the Arab world. The Old Man of the Mountain, the great master of Muslim martial arts, is a part-time  The religious leader is also mentioned in Jin Yong's novels, that is, Huo Shan, the founder of the Persian Ming Cult "Holy Fire Order". Alexandre Dumas's "The Count of Monte Cristo" also describes this old man in the mountains who once lived in the Christian civilization.  , when the Islamic civilization collided, the old man in the mountain assassinated the French monarch. This is already well-known in the hearts of French Christians as the religious leader who assassinated the king and the pinnacle of Muslim martial arts!  for many years.  The Crusades were fought between the two sides for two hundred years. How much contribution did they make to the development of martial arts?  Unfortunately, we know too little about the real situation in this circle of martial arts, even historians who specialize in this aspect of history.  Not necessarily known.  "Wang Chao raised his head. "From 1096 to 1291, within two hundred years, the Christian civilization launched ten huge wars and fought with the Islamic civilization. They were all confrontations with cold weapons. War is where martial arts developed.  Fertile soil. The same is true in China. From the Shaolin monks and the Tang army in the Tang Dynasty, to the Taizu Changquan of the Song Dynasty, to Yue Fei's martial arts, and to Qi Jiguang's military training, some of the peerless martial arts were refined in the military.  After testing, it was finally perfected. Therefore, Christian civilization and Islamic civilization also had corresponding martial arts development. Wang Chao has never doubted this, but that Frederick was a Christian priest.  Don¡¯t know what about force?  These religious people are not engaged in martial arts, but they are very secretive. Even if there are masters among them, it is difficult for us to invite them.  " Feng Cai interfaced. " Engage in religion.  It must be accompanied by strong force. Religion without strong force will eventually disappear into the dust of history.  "Wang Chao said: "Christian civilization, Islamic civilization, and Buddhist civilization, these three major religions have developed for so many years, and they must all have two brushes.  But these people are not considered hidden masters.  I had already expected this.  This martial arts conference is not only about the grievances of our Chinese martial arts community, but also involves the great grievances between Christian civilization and Islamic civilization, which is getting more and more exciting.  " "Well, Ladd and Frederick have both appeared. It seems that there is no suspense in this competition.  " Wang Chao raised his head. At this time, in the center of the square, another priest-like man walked down. This man was very tall. His temples were a little gray, but he had eagle-like eyes, slender fingers, and a tall and tall figure.  Mountain-like momentum, quiet and majestic. This person is Frederick. His surname is Frederick, and his first name is Rad. The venue where he walked was in front of Hobo, the great master of Muslim martial arts and religious leader.  At thirty meters, they stopped. The two faced each other and didn't say anything until the bell rang As soon as the bell rang, Hobo immediately took action. He seemed to be eager to kill.  Turning his legs, his whole body rushed forward, but it was not a straight line, but a weird S-shaped route, like a swimming snake! What's even more terrifying is that he was rushing forward!  , the coccyx joint behind the buttocks suddenly rang, and the joints vibrated violently, making a series of sounds. The sound was like a rattlesnake in the desert, but the sound was much louder than a rattlesnake.  At the moment when his move broke out, the quick-reacting masters on the scene suddenly felt that the Muslim religious leader had transformed into a giant rattlesnake. The force reached his hips, his tailbone exploded, and he was moving like thunder.  The snake-like dragon shape is somewhat similar, but the route is mysterious, and the breath has an indescribable viciousness. In the blink of an eye, he swam in front of Ladd Augustus. With another snap of his tail, his whole body seemed to be high.    Ladd, Frederick was startled and suddenly punched Hobo's Adam's apple.  Hit the snake seven inches.  A simple punch was the weakest link in Huo Bo's series of attacks.  His boxing technique is simple and has no changes, just like boxing.  However, his strength is very great and his speed is very fast. He is seven or eight times as powerful as the King of Black Fist.  With just this punch, it can be seen that Frederick took the simple route, Ladd.  Abandon all changes, use the fastest speed, the strongest strength, and the most accurate mental induction to attack the enemy's weakest point in an instant.  Such a boxing technique is a terrifying boxing technique.  However, when Hobo opened his fist, one hand suddenly reached out to his lower abdomen, and then instantly wandered up along the midline of his body, just rising to his Adam's apple. He rushed forward and hit him.  When he came out, he was met by Ladd and Frederick's punch.  ??Huo Bo's punch was very mysterious. He started from his lower abdomen, exerted his strength, swam up against his body, and punched out from the front of his mouth.  It's like a snake spitting out a message.  Chi Just this punch, collision.  Ladd, Frederick's arm was directly broken, and there was a look of pain on his face.  His body then retreated, as if about to run.  Such a big place is enough for him to run around for a while to delay time.  Hobo's tail snapped again, and he exerted some force on his feet. His body made another S-shaped curve, and he directly intercepted Ladd. Frederick, with a smile, burst out his hands and hugged him.  The body tightened and jumped upward.  Boom!  After a jump, when he fell to the ground, Ladd Frederick had all his bones broken and died.  The battle is over.  Huo Bo was entangled this time, jumped up, so that the opponent also left the ground and had nowhere to borrow. He could only be strangled in the air. There was no chance of resistance. This kind of play is classic!  It is also a typical mysterious Muslim martial art!  Very different from Chinese boxing!  "AugustusI'm waiting for you" Kill Ladd in one go, after Frederick.  Hobo chuckled, shouted loudly in English at the seats where super European fighters gathered, and then walked directly back to his seat.  On the seat, a man wearing a white-gold priest's robe, with his head buried deeply, as if he was confessing to God, heard the words Augustus and gradually raised his head.
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