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Chapter 20 Wang Ping's Contest (2)

"Buick, that's a good kick, but you missed it!" Wang Ping on the ring smiled at his opponent and said.

"Coach Wang, don't be careless. Next time, you won't be able to dodge so easily again!" The giant man named Buick replied with a smile in atypical Mandarin.

"Good! Buick, I've heard of you for a long time, but we have never met. Let's have a good fight and just show me all of your movement today!" Wang Ping shouted.

With a loud cry, Wang Ping suddenly launched an attack.

This time, Wang Ping changed his previous way of dodging and looking for opportunities but took the initiative to attack Buick.

Wang Ping suddenly exerted force from his left foot, firmly kicked on the ground, and clenched his fist in his right hand. With the backward stretch of his arm, he was like a full bowstring, rising into the air with the help of a sprint and rushing to Buick.

"Good!" With a loud cry, Buick clenched his fist, put his elbows together, and lifted them up to protect the vital parts above his shoulder.

Wang Ping's fist was heavy, and Buick's defense was watertight. The moment the fist collided with the elbow, the movements of both men slowed down.

Because of Buick's strong body and strength, Wang Ping's attack had no effect at all. He only saw that Buick's feet were slightly bent and his powerful strike was defended.

The moment their fists collided with each other, Wang Ping quickly came behind Buick with a graceful cross step. Looking at the unsteady gesture after Buick retreated, Wang Ping did a sweeping kick towards Buick's lower body.

In fact, this was what Wang Ping wanted. Last time, in the face of several gangsters in the night market, he chose to use his strength in the face of absolute strength. But this time in the face of Buick, which was taller and stronger than him, he chose the opposite way of attack.

In fact, this attack just now was completely fake. Wang Ping's real purpose was to use this sudden attack to force Buick to raise his arms for defense, and then Wang Ping quickly turned to Buick's back when his eyesight was blocked for a moment. Thus, Wang Ping could attack Buick's lower body, which was generally the weaker part of the bigger players.

Seeing Wang Ping suddenly disappear from his eyes, Buick knew it was not good. He quickly leaped backward, and his huge body swung heavily into the ring. He then took advantage of the opportunity to jump forward to tumble and skillfully dodged Wang Ping's sweeping kicks.

Lu Yao was fascinated. It was hard for him to imagine what would happen if he were facing Wang Ping. He would not be weaker than him if they only contested about physical strength, but this ingenious cross-step sweeping kick would definitely sweep him upside down at once!

Seeing that his attack still did not work, Wang Ping was obviously a little surprised. It was the first time that the two men had the contest. He did not expect that Buick, who was physically big, could make such an agile move. He immediately got more concentrated and continued to attack Buick.

As Buick got up with a tumble just now, still with his back facing Wang Ping, he took advantage of Wang Ping's distraction, quickly turned around, and attacked Wang Ping with both of his fists.

Seeing that Buick's fists, which were the same size as a sandbag, were almost in front of him, Wang Ping felt it was too difficult to dodge again. Wang Ping had to give up his plan and grit his teeth to defend with all strength.

"Bang!"

The four fists intersected and the fists reached the flesh. Both sides took several steps back before they barely stood still.

However, after all, Wang Ping stepped half a step back more than Buick. But this still shocked Buick. Wang Ping's power was also so terrifying?

It was hard for Buick to imagine how so much power could be contained in a body that was almost one lap smaller than himself.

This was the so-called diamond cut diamond. With a few simple movements, the hearts of both sides were filled with excitement.

In the process of these fights, Wang Ping found that although Buick's movement was much more ready-witted than other big men's and he did not blindly use brute force, his lower body was still his weakness.

The last time Wang Ping used the sweeping kick, Buick was obviously afraid that his attack would pose a threat to his lower body. So he would choose to resolve it by using a difficult movement, somersaults, for big men.

It was based on this consideration that Wang Ping had been looking for weak points in the lower body of Buick.

But he was afraid of Buick's terrifying strength and agility, which was different from that of the average big players. So Wang Ping never found a suitable attack opportunity. Thus, there was no suitable routine to choose, so Wang Ping simply chose to play on the spot according to his own experience.

Buick kept moving so that he could face Wang Ping and avoid being attacked from his back like last time and leaving himself in a passive position.

After several brief confrontations, the two men were locked in a stalemate.

Other people around the ring were also fascinated by the fierce confrontation. All of them, including Lu Yao, held their breath and didn't dare to blink for fear that they might miss the wonderful part if they were not careful.

Just as everyone opened their eyes big and stared nervously at every slight movement of both men on the stage, Wang Ping suddenly used a strange pace with extraordinary speed. He seemed to suddenly disappear in the eyes of many people.

"What?" Looking at the vague shadows left by Wang Ping, Lu Yao said in surprise in his heart.

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound. When everyone looked at the ring again, they found that Buick's huge body had fallen on the ring. Wang Ping's legs were tightly clasped to Buick's legs, and his arms were tightly strangled to Buick's throat from behind.

Except for Lu Yao and the two people who were closely intertwined on the ring, no one present could see clearly what had happened on the court, which suddenly made the two men who were in a close contest change to this situation.

After a while, both Buick and Wang Ping's faces were flushed. Wang Ping's flush was caused by using strength while Buick's flush was caused by lack of oxygen.

After all, Buick could not hold on, so he had no choice but to hammer the ground with his right hand and give up.

When Wang Ping saw that Buick surrendered and conceded defeat, he loosened his arms around his neck and rolled to the side, gasping for breath.

Buick felt the pressure on his throat disappeared so that he laid on the ring and took big breaths of fresh air.

The two men, who had a fierce contest, seemed to collapse at this time. They laid on the ring, without any reaction except for the violent movements of ups and downs of their chests.

After about five or six minutes, Wang Ping finally got up from the ring. He came to Buick, stretched out his hands amicably, took Buick's arm, and pulled him up.

With Wang Ping's action, deafening applause broke out in the quiet martial arts school.

Wang Ping held Buick's right hand high above his head and waved to all the people. When he looked around, he found that Lu Yao was also in the crowd and gave him a friendly smile.

After the applause gradually faded away and Wang Ping signaled to Buick, Wang Ping bent down to get out of the string gap around the ring. He went to Lu Yao and greeted Lu Yao, "How long have you been here?"

"I've been here from the very beginning. Brother Wang, is this your real capability?" Lu Yao asked.

"You saw it all!" Wang Ping patted Lu Yao on the shoulder and said jokingly.

"But..." Lu Yao wanted to say something else, but Wang Ping waved to stop him.

"Brother Buick, come here and I'll introduce you to a good friend!" Wang Ping turned back and called Buick, who was still standing in the ring.

Instead of getting out of the string gap around the ring like Wang Ping, Buick bully pinched all the strings, then stepped out of the ring in one step, and came in front of the two in a few steps.

"Buick, a Hazak, he is very good at Kung Fu. He has subdued three wolves with his bare hands, so he is nicknamed 'Prairie Man Bear'. He is our new head coach of strength here." Wang Ping introduced.

"Brother Buick, nice to meet you. I'm a friend of Brother Wang. My name is Lu Yao. Nice to meet you!" Although Buick was defeated just now, Lu Yao was deeply impressed by his great Kung Fu. When Buick came to him, Lu Yao hurriedly reached out his right hand and was ready to shake hands with him.

"Good!" After Buick simply said a word, he said nothing more. But he just stared at Lu Yao and looked at him up and down.

Lu Yao was not angry about Buick's action. Because he knew that for a great master-hand like Buick, if he could not win his respect, Buick would not be nice to him simply because of Lu Yao's relationship with Wang Ping. Thus, Lu Yao casually took his hand back.

However, Lu Yao was still thinking, "It seems that I need to show some real talent and knowledge in order to make Buick look at me with new eyes!"

As for Buick, although he appeared to be a little rude, he meant nothing bad.

People like him who had practiced Kung Fu for a long time would inevitably be more straightforward in character than ordinary people. Although Wang Ping's ability had been recognized by Buick, it did not mean that he would also have to recognize Wang Ping's friends. If they did not show their real capability, they would not be respected by Buick.

Wang Ping saw their expressions clearly, and he also knew what Buick was thinking, "Brother Buick, don't underestimate my little brother. He is very talented and powerful, and he is probably not inferior in any respect when compared with you!"

"Oh, really?" Buick listened to Wang Ping's words and looked at Lu Yao again. He did not expect that such a young man was good at physical strength.

"Hello, Brother Buick!"

Lu Yao knew that Wang Ping meant well and wanted to attract enough attention in front of Buick, so he made a bit of exaggeration in his words. But Lu Yao also had the idea of having a contest with Buick, so he did not explain more. Instead, he amicably reached out his right hand to Buick again.

Seeing Lu Yao reached out his hand again, Buick understood Lu Yao's thinking and didn't think much about it at the moment. He stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with Lu Yao.