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    You can get a glimpse of the goodness of the human heart from words.  Huo Yuanjia saw that Niu Haoling had no ill intentions, so his tone became more polite. He said: "Mr. Niu, your strength may surpass me, but with strength, you must also make a contribution to the Chinese nation. We warriors  What can there be? Only this passion!" Huo Yuanjia gave Niu Haoling a thoughtful look and walked outside.  Niu Haoling knew that Huo Yuanjia would definitely die today, but he did not say anything to dissuade him. Huo Yuanjia would be upright and upright throughout his life, and even if he died, he would die vigorously.  The person who died in bed due to illness was not Huo Yuanjia.  "Master Huo is out!" "Master Huo!!!" Huo Yuanjia walked up to the bottom of the ring. The audience burst into applause and cheers, as if the ceiling of the ring was about to fly off. Niu Haoling and others stood in a corner,  Looking at Huo Yuanjia on the stage, I felt deeply.  Huo Yuanjia was just a martial artist, but he used his spirit and will to indirectly support the Revolutionary Movement of 1911. His great achievements can be ranked with Mr. Sun Wen, although in later generations, many experts criticized Huo Yuanjia as a  Sun Wen hyped up the democratic hero, but in that era of gunfire, a hero was a hero!  "Huo Yuanjia's opponent is a white Russian who is more than two meters tall. He has strong muscles that are constantly displayed as if to show off, and he makes a roaring beast cry from his mouth.  The audience who were closer to the ring turned pale with fright just by hearing the white man¡¯s roar.  Huo Yuanjia was only about 1.7 meters tall. Compared with the white man, he looked like an adult and a child. He squatted down slightly, assumed the Mizong Fist stance, and said, "Please!" "Dong dong dong dong dong.  !" The white Russian stepped on the ring, and the whole ring began to shake slightly. He was huge, but he moved very fast. He rushed in front of Huo Yuanjia in a few steps, and smashed hard with his right fist with a whistling sound.  To Huo Yuanjia's head.  The people in the audience were silent, and the timid ones cried out.  However, Niu Haoling saw all this clearly. This white Russian was just a man of strength, and compared with the sub-king-level Huo Yuanjia, it was still far behind.  "Huo Yuanjia withdrew his right foot, and wrapped his hands around the Russian white man's right arm like an iron rod. Then he tore the Russian white man's shirt with his backhand, and put the white man to the ground with a cross buckle.  There was a loud bang, and the whole arena shook as the white man fell to the ground.  "Good! Great fight, Master Huo!" "Well done!" Everyone in the audience was as excited as if they were fighting on the stage.  Niu Haoling looked at this scene and said softly: "The hearts of the Chinese people are not rotten, they are just numb. Huo Daxia is really a master of the previous generation. He is trying to awaken the hearts of five billion people." Cang Yao does not understand the history of World War II.  , she looked at Niu Haoling with some confusion and said, "Isn't he just fighting in a martial arts competition?" Niu Haoling shook his head and said, "Daxia Huo had a reason to fight. His choice was right. He is dead. I  Come and take over! Mr. Sun Wen heals the country, and Huo Daxia heals the heart. It¡¯s really hard to tell which one is right and which one is wrong.¡± ¡°How can there be no one in China?¡±  He is completely different from the other two. Standing on the ring, his whole body is sharp and sharp, as if he is trying to outshine the rays of the sun.  The white Russian still wanted to stand up, but Fearless had already wrapped his legs with his legs. His right elbow hit the white Russian's chest and cheek again and again like a drill, and blood spattered on the ring.  superior.  The Huo Yuanjia that Niu Haoling saw in the movie is too different from the current Huo Yuanjia. The Huo Yuanjia in the movie has a gentle and elegant image of a Confucian scholar.  Niu Haoling knew in his heart that the reason why Huo Yuanjia looked that way on the screen was entirely because the director was too literary. In this era, only blood can inspire a nation's fighting spirit. In this era, Confucius's style is  To be thrown into the stinking ditch, in this era, no one can remain gentle and elegant under the bullying of the great powers.  "Huo Yuanjia is just a martial artist. He doesn't understand any big principles. The only thing he understands is the sentence "I will splatter Xuanyuan with my blood."  "Puff! Puff! Puff!" The beating lasted for two minutes, and the white Russian lay motionless on the ground.  Huo Yuanjia stood up, coughed a few times, then raised his right fist and shouted loudly: "This is the Chinese fist!!!"  The blood boils.    Huo Yuanjia put down his hand and said: "Next!" "Japanese karate, Mitsui Akira!" A Japanese walked up to the stage, put on a posture and said: "The successor of Shaolin style karate!" "Shaolin style?" Huo Yuanjia  A laughed at himself, without putting on a show, and said directly: "I don't even bother to fight with the martial arts you Japanese secretly learned." "Baga!" Mitsui Akira's face turned red and he yelled: "Is this the etiquette of the Chinese people?  ?¡± Huo Yuanjia laughed and said, ¡°Etiquette? Etiquette is only understood by officials who have passed the Eight-part Examination. We ordinary people don¡¯t understand this. We only know how to fight back hard when faced with a punch!¡±  Please fight back!" Mitsui Akira quickly adjusted his attitude and bowed: "Please enlighten me!" "Huh!" Huo Yuanjia still stood there, motionless.  Mitsui Akira made a half circle with his left foot in front of him, making a "ha" sound in his mouth, and his entire aura changed.  "Shaolin Dagong Kung Fu?" Huo Yuanjia's expression changed slightly.  "Take the move!" Akira Mitsui jumped forward, his right fist turned into a knife and stabbed Huo Yuanjia's throat.  "Hmph!" Huo Yuanjia grabbed Mitsui Akira's right wrist, twisted it sharply to the left, and then kicked Mitsui Akira's throat with his right leg at a speed that was too fast to be seen.  "Giggle¡ª¡ª" Huo Yuanjia let go of Akira Mitsui's wrist and let Akira Mitsui cover his throat with his hands, making a gurgling sound from his mouth.  The whole throat was kicked to pieces, even a god would be unable to save him.  Huo Yuanjia looked at Akira Mitsui coldly and said slowly: "Fists and feet have no eyes." As soon as Huo Yuanjia came on stage, he defeated two masters in a row, which made the remaining two masters unable to sit still.  One of the masters is the organizer of this competition - Kenichi Shinsai, the director of the Japanese Shinbukan. His move this time was in response to the order of the military headquarters. He came first to overwhelm the Chinese with momentum. In Shanghai, he was the only one doing this.  The first stop of the trip, I didn¡¯t expect to find myself in this situation.  Huo Yuanjia's strength is obviously beyond Shinsai Kenichi's imagination. If he rushes to the stage, he is very likely to die. Shinsai Kenichi seems to be very vicious. Judging from Huo Yuanjia's actions, the opponent is not that timid.  Warriors, as long as they sign a life and death certificate and step into the ring, the opponent will have the intention of either your death or mine.  Such a warrior has already stuffed half of his body into the coffin, and he really dares to trade his life for his life.  "Mr. Shinzhai, should you go first, or should I go first?" Junovin, a master from France, is very famous in Western Europe. He was once a sinner hunted by the church for many years, and later fled to Italy.  He fled from Italy to Japan and was protected by the Japanese government.  Shinsai Kenichi said: "Your body skills are more sensitive than mine. You go on first, Mr. Junowen. Huo Yuanjia has some hidden dangers. He cannot fight for a long time. In the two battles just now, he found the opponent's weaknesses and then  One hit will kill you, do you understand what I mean?" Junowen sneered: "Yes, we just want to delay the fight as much as possible." Shinsai Kenichi said with a smile: "Yes, go ahead, you will definitely be intentional this time.  Harvesting from other places and killing a hero in the eyes of the Chinese people is enough to keep you excited for a long time, right?" Juno Wen gave a grim smile and stepped onto the ring.  Junowen is not tall, at least compared to Europeans, he can be considered a dwarf. At 1.75 meters tall, he is only slightly taller than Fearless.  Junowen said in broken Chinese: "Mr. Huo, I heard about your reputation before I came to China. It is an honor for me to fight with you today. Let me introduce myself first. I am a pastor of the Free Church.  "Cang Yao heard Zhu Nuowen's words and hummed: "What's the Free Church? He's from the Dark Church?" Niu Haoling looked at Cang Yao.  When Cang Yao saw that Niu Haoling still didn't know something, she immediately explained proudly: "Yes, they are just a group of guys who robbed homes and houses, but they were wiped out by the Pope in the Vatican twenty years ago. These guys should be the remnants."  " Niu Haoling does not think that the Free Church is a cult. There is no absolute good or evil in this world, and the winner must be the orthodox religion.  Huo Yuanjia cupped his hands towards him without being humble or overbearing, and said, "Then please." As soon as the word "please" came out of his mouth, Zhu Nuowen had already rushed in front of Huo Yuanjia, and swept his right leg towards Huo Yuanjia's waist.  "Hmph!" Huo Yuanjia has a lot of fighting experience. He could see the opponent's intention from his eyes. He took a step back and took Junowen's kick with his right palm, turning his body to one side.  Deng Deng took a few steps back.  Junowen retracted his right leg and quickly jumped out of the battle circle, ignoring the angry and condemning voices below.He laughed and said: "Mr. Huo's reaction ability is really admirable." Huo Yuanjia's eyes flashed with anger. What he hated most in his life was people without martial arts. Obviously, what this person did  For pissing off the national hero.  "Haha, get angry, get angry. The angrier you are, the faster your blood circulation will be, and the faster your lungs will rot. I don't believe you can still stand and breathe after this ring." Zaiyuan.  In the contestant area, Kenichi Shinsai looked at Huo Yuanjia from a distance, laughing in his heart.
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