The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 58 Sweep
Huh?
Late at night, in Huo Min's room, Mu Sheng looked at the progress bar of the crossing energy on the panel and was a little confused.

How come it’s almost full? It was almost 90% full just two days ago. What did I do?

Mu Sheng carefully recalled what he had done in the past few days, nothing else except Bai Annie.

Could it be that Bai Annie would be involved in some plot these days? Because of my intrusion, she was unable to participate, so the whole plot was messed up?

Mu Sheng's guess was not wrong, because Bai Annie took leave to turn down the interview because she was going to the police station to interview two policemen, Curry and Chili.

Then he fascinated the two during the interview and accidentally discovered a clue to arms smuggling, which led to a series of stories.

Now the plot has been cut off from the root by Mu Sheng, directly completing the energy accumulation of the plot.

In the next month, Mu Sheng spent more time at the Huo family martial arts school.

Although he didn't need to practice anymore, Huo Huan felt that he needed it, and the day of the competition soon arrived.

In early August, the Hong Kong Free Fighting Competition was held.

The lounge of the Huo family martial arts school was filled with beautiful girls.

Knowing that Mu Sheng was going to participate in some martial arts competition, Zhu Wanfang, Gang Sheng, and Ruan Mei also ran over to cheer him on.

Add to that Huo Min from the martial arts gym and Bai Annie who was reporting on the scene outside, Mu Sheng couldn't help but sweat.

It’s not because he is afraid of the Shura Field. Mu Sheng had already solved this problem.

But it was Master Huo, who was sitting next to him and analyzing the opponent for Mu Sheng, who made him sweat.

Fortunately, Mu Sheng didn't know how to get along with his father-in-law, so he never made his relationship with Huo Min clear, and looked at Huo Huan who had no reaction.

The master probably doesn’t know, right?
Mu Sheng secretly recalled that his behavior in the past year should not have been too obvious in front of Master Huo.

"Asheng, what are you thinking about? Did you remember everything I just told you?"

"Ah? Remember, remember, my first opponent is..."

Fortunately, his memory is good now. Mu Sheng recalled and repeated what Huo Huan had just said, so he didn't notice any clues.

"Well, that's right, let me add one thing."

Huo Huan spoke for a few more minutes and then stopped, leaving more time for Mu Sheng to adjust his condition. Soon the game began.

Several people from the martial arts school went to the competition venue together, while Zhu Wanfang and others went to the audience area.

The tournament was not as large as Mu Sheng had imagined, and the 10 million yuan prize for the champion was more like a gimmick, which was deliberately increased by the tournament organizers for publicity.

Because only the champion gets the prize money, other contestants do not receive any appearance fees, and the event is only organized by an association in Hong Kong.

There were not many people participating, most of them were from local martial arts schools in Hong Kong, and there were also a few Koreans and Japanese.

The only person who surprised Mu Sheng was Liu Jing from the new Fist of Fury. Why did this guy directly skip the plot of the Huo family martial arts school?

Shouldn't they have been wronged by the eldest brother first, and then found a few retired old men to form a new Jingwu Sect?

The eldest senior brother is no longer with us, but that doesn’t affect him coming to the Huo family martial arts gym.

"The first Hong Kong Free Fighting Competition has officially begun. Today we will use a single round-robin knockout format to determine the top four tomorrow.

I think there will be a fight between dragons and tigers today."

Dang~
The game started, Mu Sheng didn't think any further and looked at his first opponent of the day.

A little stick boy started provoking Mu Sheng before the referee even said start.

"The Taekwondo of the Korean Empire is the strongest fighting skill in the world, smite, smite, smite."

It was a bunch of nonsense, but Mu Sheng had no interest in listening to it and was too lazy to pay attention to it. He would teach this little Korean from the Great Korean Empire a lesson with his fists. The game began.

The little stickman attacked first, but Mu Sheng dodged. The little stickman became more and more arrogant, turned around and kicked sideways with a high kick, heading straight for Mu Sheng's head.

Mu Sheng, who was well prepared, stepped forward and grabbed his legs, locked them, and then kicked hard on his supporting leg.

In this way, hold one of the legs of the small stick with both hands and kick with both feet alternately to keep the small stick in the air.

He let go of the stick only when the referee called a stop. Fortunately, Mu Sheng didn't use too much force and just fell to the ground, curled up and screamed.

"Korean women are great, but Korean men are terrible."

After Makisho responded to the little stick's initial provocation, his screams became even louder.

The following games were uneventful, and Mu Sheng quickly advanced to the semi-finals and finals. He just had to wait for tomorrow's semi-finals and finals.

The next day, at the competition site.

Maki Sheng's semi-final opponent was a Japanese kid who practiced karate.

The Japanese were quite polite. I wonder if they learned from the lesson they suffered from the Koreans yesterday.

"what!"

As soon as the match started, the Japanese rushed forward with a scream, making a loud noise with every move they made.

Mu Sheng was not in a hurry to end the game. After watching the Japanese soldier screaming and attacking, he dodged and gave him a big kick.

The Japanese soldier was stunned by the slap, and Mu Sheng did not take the opportunity to attack him. He waited for the Japanese soldier to recover, and then rushed forward again with a roar.

Mu Sheng dodged sideways again and then made another big move.

The Japanese were quite resilient, and the following game seemed to be stuck in a loop.

The little devil screamed, and Mu Sheng gave him a big slap. The little devil screamed again, and Mu Sheng gave him another big slap.

The scene was filled with laughter and everyone was amused.

Finally, the little Japanese soldier fell to the ground with his face swollen. Mu Sheng thought he was pretending to faint. He had deliberately held back, so it was impossible for him to faint so quickly.

The semi-finals ended and the finals were coming soon.

"Ah Sheng, watch out for his right fist. I've asked around, and this guy's martial arts moves are average, but his right fist is very powerful. Don't get hit by his right fist."

Before going on stage, Huo Huan gave instructions to Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng nodded. He knew what Huo Huan was worried about. The natural power of Liu Jing's right hand was indeed amazing, but he still wanted to see it for himself.

"Huo Family Fist, Mu Sheng." This time Mu Sheng announced his name before the match started.

"New Jingwumen, Liu Jing."

After Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, he also reported his sect and name. He was still a little scared of Mu Sheng, although he was confident that he had a right fist.

But he also watched Mu Sheng's semi-final match. With that kind of dodging speed, he was a little worried that his right punch would not be able to hit the opponent.

The game started quickly and Liu Jing took the lead in attacking.

Mu Sheng did not dodge, but carefully felt Liu Jing's strength. The power of his right fist was obviously much greater, and this was when he did not deliberately use force.

After blocking a few times, Mu Sheng saw that Liu Jing had not used his full strength in his right fist, and knew that he was planning to launch a surprise attack on him, so he deliberately exposed a flaw.

Sure enough, when Liu Jing saw Mu Sheng suddenly left with an open door, he swung out with his right fist and hit Mu Sheng in the stomach.

(End of this chapter)