Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 249 Chinese martial arts show their power for the first time, young He Liwang!
As the contestants entered the ring, ten referees also walked onto the ring and began to explain the rules of the competition:
"Each match consists of three rounds, two wins out of three, each round lasts three minutes, with a one-minute break in between. You are not allowed to hit the eyes, throat, genitals or other vital parts. Stop immediately when you hear a command or whistle. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Facing the referee, these unruly boxers did not dare to provoke and nodded to show that they understood.

"Okay, first round, start!"

"Beep!"

As the whistle sounded, the game began.

Each group of players began to test each other and look for ways to break through.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, a muffled sound broke the silence.

As the camera moved, we saw that the boxing champion Tank in the No. 2 ring was the first to launch an active attack on his opponent.

Cheers suddenly broke out in the stadium.

"it is good!"

"The boxing champion is worthy of being the boxing champion, beat him down!"

"Go tank!"

……

Along with the cheers from the audience, countless viewers who bet on Tank to advance were also very excited and nervous, staring at the TV screen closely.

"drink!"

"I'll fight!"

The fight on the No. 2 ring seemed to be a signal, instantly igniting the arena.

Next, other contestants in the ring also took action.

The cameras of TVB and ATV began to switch back and forth between the five arenas they were responsible for, and sometimes they would suddenly show the competition situations in five arenas at the same time.

Suddenly, the ratings of both sides' live broadcast channels soared.

In less than a minute, the winner was still decided on the No. 2 ring.

Chen Jinquan, the opponent from Foshan Martial Arts School, was careless and was seized by Tank, who knocked him out with a heavy punch and knocked him to the ground.

Ye Zheng, the referee in charge of ring number two, immediately stepped forward to stop Tank from continuing and began the countdown: "Ten, nine, eight, seven... three, two, one!"

"In the first round, the tank wins!"

As the voice fell, the atmosphere became more exciting.

"Oh……"

"Tank! Tank!"

Countless audiences cheered loudly.

Tank also walked to the edge of the ring, raised his hands to show his muscles, and once again caused a lot of screams.

In contrast, many Chinese warriors at the scene and backstage looked unhappy.

Because Chen Jinquan also practices traditional martial arts, he also represents Chinese martial arts to a certain extent.

But now he got on the ring and was knocked out by the boxing tank in less than a minute. Doesn't this prove that Chinese martial arts are inferior to modern boxing?

“This tank is great!”

"Yeah, his punches look pretty heavy!"

"As expected of the New Zealand boxing champion, he is indeed amazing..."

In the judges' and guests' seats, people began to whisper to each other.

Thomas, who was invited to present the award, was particularly excited. After seeing Tank KO his opponent, he couldn't help but clench his fist and shouted, "Wai Rui Good!"

"Our Western boxing is indeed better than Chinese martial arts!"

Upon hearing this, Chinese guests including Huang Bingyao and Li Zhenshan all looked unhappy.

Huang Bingyao snorted and said, "We just won one round, not the game. It's still uncertain who will win or lose!"

Thomas also knew Huang Bingyao, but he was not angry when he heard this. He just showed a hint of sarcasm and said, "Officer Huang, do you mean that you think Tank will lose? How about we make a bet? Let's bet on the outcome of Tank and that Chinese man?"

"Let's bet..." Huang Bingyao was about to speak.

Di Qing waved his hand and said, "Mr. Thomas, your judgment is correct. Chen Jinquan is indeed no match for Tank, but this does not mean that Chinese martial arts are inferior to Western boxing. Chen Jinquan is not that powerful among our Chinese warriors. There are many Chinese warriors who can defeat Tank among the contestants this time."

Thomas remained noncommittal: "Let's wait and see."

Di Qing smiled when he heard this, and said nothing more, continuing to watch the game.

Among the contestants of this martial arts competition, the majority are indeed boxers who practice free fighting and mixed martial arts, and Chinese martial artists account for less than one-tenth of the total.

Coupled with the public's previous inherent impression of Chinese martial arts, many people were not optimistic about Chinese martial arts being able to achieve any good results.

But Di Qing knew who the Chinese warriors participating in the competition were.

He believed that after today, everyone would soon change their views on Chinese martial arts!
……

Sure enough, after just two rounds, Tank in ring number two defeated Chen Jinquan again and successfully advanced.

The other arenas also had their winners and losers decided one after another. Those who advanced were all those who practiced free boxing and mixed martial arts. There was not a single Chinese warrior who practiced traditional Chinese martial arts.

Then in the second round, the third round, the fourth round... no Chinese warrior advanced.

Whenever a Chinese martial artist appears on the stage, the entire stadium is always filled with boos. Even the countless Chinese in the audience have no hope for the so-called Chinese martial arts.

In this era, only free boxing and mixed martial arts are mainstream!

The faces of the people in the Chinese martial arts circle became increasingly ugly.

Di Qing just watched quietly, unmoved.

It was not until the seventh round of contestants came on stage that Di Qing's eyes flashed and his gaze shifted to stage number three.

"The next contestants to appear are Zhou Xiaolong from Tai O Zhou's Martial Arts School and Ozawa Hiromi, a judo coach from Japan!"

Following the introduction by host Le Huizhen, the camera shifted to stage No. 3.

At the same time, many viewers also turned their attention to the No. 3 ring.

What is Zhou's Martial Arts School? Before this, most of the audience didn't know anything about it. It was only because when the referees were introduced at the beginning, it was mentioned that the referee on ring number three, Zhou Feihong, was also from Zhou's Martial Arts School, and it was said that he was a fellow apprentice of Bruce Lee that it attracted a lot of attention.

Now this contestant also comes from Zhou’s Martial Arts School. I wonder what his relationship is with Zhou Feihong?
As a referee, will Zhou Feihong let the game go?
At once, countless pairs of eyes looked over.

"Come on, Xiaolong!"

"Come on, Xiaolong, don't bring shame to our Chinese martial arts!"

In the audience, there was a group of people wearing white T-shirts with Zhou Feihong Martial Arts School printed on them. They ignored the gazes of the people around them and cheered loudly for Zhou Xiaolong.

"Hey, do you also know this Zhou Xiaolong?" an audience member nearby couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense, you're cheering for him without knowing us?" Mao Renxing replied unhappily.

"Then what is the relationship between Zhou Xiaolong and the referee of ring number three?"

"Zhou Feihong is my senior brother, and Xiaolong is my nephew, what do you think?" Mao Renxing rolled his eyes.

"So Zhou Xiaolong is Zhou Feihong's disciple?"

"Chi Xian, he is not only a disciple, but also a son!"

……

At this time, Zhou Xiaolong also walked onto the ring wearing clothes with Zhou's Martial Arts School written on them. He looked at his father who was the referee and felt a little excited.

However, just as he was about to speak, Zhou Feihong stopped him with a look.

Zhou Feihong then glared at him, pretending not to know him, and announced the rules of the game with a serious face. Then he waved his hand and ordered: "Begin!"

Zhou Xiaolong quickly calmed his mind and looked at his opponent seriously.

The Japanese judo coach Hiromi Ozawa looked at Zhou Xiaolong with disdain and said in his broken Mandarin: "Chinese martial arts are ridiculous! Only the judo of our Great Japanese Empire is the strongest..." Hearing this, a trace of anger emerged on Zhou Feihong's face, but he restrained it well.

Zhou Xiaolong couldn't help it, and shouted: "Go to hell, little devils!"

After saying that, he suddenly accelerated towards Ozawa Hiromi and kicked him out.

Ozawa Hiromi reacted quickly, dodging Zhou Xiaolong's kick. Just as he was about to turn around and taunt him, Zhou Xiaolong unexpectedly turned around and attacked him again, throwing a backhand punch: "Ah, hit me!"

With a "bang", Hiromi Ozawa's body stiffened and he fell straight down.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became quiet.

Then excited shouts suddenly rang out!

"Dare to insult Chinese martial arts? You're courting death!" Zhou Xiaolong looked at Ozawa Hiromi lying on the ground with disdain, then turned to look at Zhou Feihong with an expression that looked like he was begging for praise: "How's it going? Dad, didn't I do well?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

A smile finally appeared on Zhou Feihong's face and he nodded with satisfaction.

In the guest seats, Di Qing also turned to look at Thomas with a smile and asked, "How is it, Mr. Thomas, is our Chinese martial arts okay?"

Thomas looked a little unhappy, snorted and said, "It's just a win, it's not certain whether we can make it into the top ten!"

Di Qing smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Xiaolong's advancement was a great turnaround for Chinese martial arts.

Next, Zhang Tianzhi's son Zhang Feng, weapons king Hongye, Liu Jing from the New Jingwu School, Zheng Wei from the Huo Family Boxing Gym and others who were also participating in the competition also advanced one after another, causing quite a stir.

More and more viewers are interested in Chinese martial arts.

The situation has reversed and boos against Chinese martial arts can no longer be heard in the stadium.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the popular contestants, such as Thailand’s boxing champions Jack Ja and Naichai, and American free-fighting champion Elite, all advanced one after another and did not encounter opponents of equal strength.

Obviously, this was a deliberate arrangement by Di Qing in order to increase the popularity and highlights of the program.

If a king-to-king situation occurs at the very beginning, it can certainly increase the excitement of the competition, but as long as these popular players are eliminated, what will the audience watch later?
Only by leaving these strong players to the end will the competition become more and more popular and the audience will look forward to it more!

Precisely because he knew the situation in advance, Di Qing was not surprised by the results of today's competitions.

The previous elimination rounds are just to eliminate the trash and select the elites.

The truly exciting game is yet to come!

You'll have to wait for several days at least.

Because there are too many participants, even if ten arenas are arranged for simultaneous competition, each game will take at least fifteen minutes. It will take at least three days to complete the first round of eliminations.

Then the second round will begin.

The game continued until the afternoon, and when it was almost over, nothing out of control happened.

At around five o'clock, Di Qing looked at his watch and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, the appearance of a contestant on the same stage No. 3 attracted his attention.

……

"The next players to take the stage are the head of the Heyi Sect from Foshan, Guangdong Province, Xiahou Wu, and his opponent..."

Xiahou Wu?!

Hearing Le Huizhen's introduction, Di Qing frowned. Why was he here too?
On the other stages in the arena, Chen Boguang, Lei Yuanqing, Du Fuming and others who were hosting the competition also looked towards stage No. 3.

"Why is Awu here too?"

"Isn't he in jail?"

Lei Yuanqing and Du Fuming looked at each other, both a little surprised.

At the same time, Feng Yuxiu, who had already finished the competition and advanced backstage, heard the voice, walked out of the door and looked towards the No. 3 ring, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Xiahou Wu, you are finally here..."

On the ring, Xiahou Wu had a calm expression. He bowed to the referee Zhou Feihong, then looked at his opponent and said, "He Yi Men, Xiahou Wu."

Zhou Feihong also looked at Xiahou Wu, the leader of the Heyi Sect, with some surprise. Xiahou Wu had won many boxing matches in Hong Kong Island and was famous, but was later sentenced to prison for accidentally killing someone in a match. He nodded and said, "Let's start."

Game start.

In the guest seats, Di Qing called Tang Twelve to ask and found out that Xiahou Wu had suddenly signed up for the competition at the last minute before the registration deadline last night.

I heard he was released on parole.

Last time, in order to capture Feng Yuxiu, he cooperated with the serious crime squad police, applied for early release from prison, and assisted in the investigation.

Unexpectedly, Di Qing intervened and helped Feng Yuxiu escape punishment, so Xiahou Wu's plan to be released from prison early was shattered. He was imprisoned back in Stanley Prison, and it would take more than two years for him to be released.

When he heard that Di Qing was organizing a martial arts competition, he obviously became interested again. He wanted to avenge his previous defeat and make Heyi Sect famous again, so he applied for parole and came to sign up for the competition.

After learning the truth, Di Qing's mouth curled up mysteriously, and he said to himself: "It seems that there will be another favorite in the top ten candidates this time..."

Xiahou Wu's strength is absolutely unquestionable.

First punch, then kick, then grappling, five internal martial arts weapons in one!

As the head of the Heyi Sect, Xiahou Wu is proficient in five unique martial arts. He has fought all over the martial arts world in Foshan. His martial arts realm has reached the perfection of dark energy, which makes him even stronger than Feng Yuxiu before him. Even Feng Yuxiu was trained by him.

In this martial arts competition, except for Feng Yuxiu, Zhang Tianzhi's son Zhang Feng and a few others, I'm afraid no one can be his opponent!

However, in the past few months, Feng Yuxiu's strength has improved.

If the two really meet in the end, it is hard to say who will win or lose!
Di Qing looked towards the arena, carefully observing Xiahou Wu's strength.

Unfortunately, his opponent was too weak. In the first two rounds, the fights ended in less than twenty seconds and nothing could be seen.

But what is certain is that Xiahou Wu is definitely a popular candidate for the top ten!
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the first day of elimination rounds ended. One-third of the people in the boxing group were eliminated, and nearly half of the people in the equipment group were eliminated.

The audience left one after another, and their interest remained unabated until this moment. They excitedly discussed the players who performed well in the competition today, and decided to bet tonight on these people to successfully advance to the second round.

Di Qing left the stadium and returned to the gymnasium office.

"Brother Qing!"

"Mr. Di..."

At this time, Feng Yuxiu, Jin Aneng, the prince, A Tai, Long Wu, Xiao Fu, Gao Gang and others also came one after another.

In this martial arts competition, except for Tang Shier, Coke and others who had to maintain order on the scene, almost all the masters under Di Qing participated in the competition.

We don't need to make it into the top ten, as long as we can get a good result, it can also bring a lot of popularity and fame to the group's security company and boxing gym.

Di Qing would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Di Qing nodded to everyone, and then told them about some strong players he noticed today, as well as these players' strengths and precautions, and taught them how to deal with them if they met them in the future.

Everyone listened attentively and secretly took note of what Di Qing said, striving to get a good ranking in the competition and bring fame to the group.

"Mr. Di, someone is looking for you outside."

While I was speaking, a staff member knocked on the door and came in to report.

Di Qing frowned and asked, "Who's looking for me?"

"I'm looking for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man's voice suddenly came from the door.

Everyone looked up and saw a long-haired boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, standing at the door with his hands folded in front of his chest and a grim expression.

"Um?!"

Noticing the young man's posture and demeanor, Di Qing's eyes moved.

Feng Yuxiu, who was standing aside, also fixed his gaze on the young man, with even a hint of solemnity emerging in his eyes.

Seeing that no one was talking, the young man ignored them and looked directly at Di Qing, and took the initiative to say, "Mr. Di, my name is He Liwang, and I want to participate in this martial arts competition."

(End of this chapter)