Darkwalker of the Sky World

The arena in the big world is also an important profit channel for the big world.

The profit here is mainly not based on tickets and consumption, but on gambling.

Nowadays, you can place bets on games, and every time you encounter an important game, Huang Chujiu can make a lot of money.

However, Zhou Zhen went to watch a few games, and now the physique of people of all colors is not as good as that of later generations, and the degree of excitement is also inferior to that of later generations.

Many people in later generations believe that there is real kung fu today. There are indeed many martial arts routines in this era, and each has its own good at it. It can be described as a hundred schools of thought.

However, martial arts routines are naturally effective for strengthening the body, but it is worth questioning how much attack power has been increased.

This is not the kind of martial arts world like Xiaoao Jianghu, his internal strength has not recovered, so Zhou Zhen does not think that this world has that kind of clever martial arts.

Zhou Zhen met many domestic and foreign "masters" in the arena of the big world. They are good at fighting skills, but at Zhou Zhen's level, they have no interest at all.

In the early years of the Republic of China, many foreign powerful men came to China, but most of them were not real masters, but circus actors.

Many people in later generations believed that China was in decline and Europe and America developed in this era.

This is correct, but it depends on where it compares.

During the period of the Republic of China, Modu was the top city in the world, the economy ranked sixth in the world, and the population was in the top five.

Because demons have money, people from all over the world regard demons as a gold rush.

In the 1930s, Europe was anti-Semitism, and hundreds of thousands of Jews used the Demon Capital as their destination, which suffices to explain the problem.

Take Hongkou as an example. So many people from Dongying went to the Demon Capital to ask for a living, because the Demon Capital's economy surpassed that of Edo at that time.

Most of these strong men are actors in the circus. They came to the magic capital to seek a living and make money by going through the holes, similar to the acrobatic performances of later generations.

For example, hand-drawn cars, two hundred catties of boulders on the head, broken boulders on the chest and so on.

Zhou Zhen had never seen Huo Yuanjia, but he also knew that Huo Yuanjia came to the magic city after bankruptcy and suffered from tuberculosis.

He had to compete with foreign Hercules twice, but they were not comparable. Once he didn't get the permit for the patrol room, and the other time his opponent ran away.

He has competed with Dongying people and won, but his opponents are all quacks among Dongying people, similar to Jinrong’s men...

Therefore, this kind of competition is not indicative.

But one thing is true, that is, it is true that Huo Yuanjia has real kung fu. He came to the magic city to teach martial arts in the "Jingwu Gymnastics Club" founded by Chen Gongzhe.

After listening to Huang Chujiu's introduction, Zhou Zhen was also very interested. "Surely a master?"

Huang Chujiu laughed and said: "In short, both of them have won the championship. Is it true? I need to investigate. I am going to send someone to try their standards tomorrow morning. Are you interested in taking a look?"

Zhou Zhen thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, I have something to do in the morning."

"Okay..." He looked at the two little girls carefully, and said with a squint: "The two little girls are good, Jin Dong enjoys it, and the old will not bother."

On the second day, Zhou Zhen sent away Kong Mao and the others who were going to Europe and the United States to promote the film at the company, arranged the work of collecting money, and then came to the big world leisurely.

In this era, the big world arena that can accommodate 1,200 people is already very large.

There are also performances in the venue. Zhou Zhen went directly to the training hall in the back court and met the two masters in Huang Chujiu's mouth.

From the appearance, both Slu and Kemba do have the aura of masters. But the name is obviously not the real name, it should be made temporarily to cater to the habits of the Orientals.

Slaughter is about thirty years old and nearly two meters tall. His body is as fat as O'Neill when he was the fattest. He looked like a meat mountain.

Kemba is only about 1.8 meters tall, his body is like a door panel, wide and thick, and his body is full of muscle lumps.

In particular, he has almost no neck, and his head is like resting directly on his shoulders, so his actual shoulder height is much higher than a person of 1.8 meters.

Zhou Zhen's height is 185 meters, and his shoulders are not as high as him.

With their size, the martial artists in the arena, let alone fight with them, standing in front of them will be out of proportion.

Huang Chujiu's eyes were taken back from the trainees, and he asked Zhou Zhen beside him. "Dong Jin, can you be disappointed?"

Zhou Zhen smiled and shook his head and said: "On performance, Kemba is definitely a good player. You can see that he plays the logs that other people train daily like a golden hoop.

Slug's fat body is very resistant to beatings, he is agile and powerful. In my opinion, no one can match.

However, I had no expectations of them, so why should I be disappointed? "

Huang Chujiu knew the strength of this Hercules based on his rich experience and understanding of the two.

Although Slu is tall and strong, only looking at the muscles and size of two people, I am afraid that most people would think Kemba is stronger.

But whether in flexibility or explosive power, the fat Slub is stronger than the muscular Kemba.

He took a close look at Zhou Zhen's not strong body, and once again felt that he was a little bit confused about the Prime Minister.

If Zhou Zhen is a master, he is 10,000 unbelieving, but how did Zhou Zhen see it?

He didn't entangle this question, and said, "I have seen a lot of masters, but the most powerful one in my heart is Sun Lutang, the youngest guardian of the tiger head."

Zhou Zhen moved in his heart and searched his memory. In Jin Yanxi's memory, he knew very little about Sun Lutang.

In his previous seventeen years of life, he was a waste material who could only eat, drink and have fun, and he hadn't cared about the rough man practicing martial arts at all.

But in Zhou Zhen's memory, Sun Lutang was very famous. He was recognized as the number one master of the Republic of China.

When he was a child, he practiced qigong, he heard his mother tell the story of Sun Lutang, and when he was in school, he also bought Sun Lutang's book and read it.

Hearing Huang Chujiu mentioning this legendary figure, Zhou Zhen pondered and asked: "Is Sun Lutang really good?"

Huang Chujiu was even more surprised at this moment, and asked, "Since you like Kung Fu, don't you know that Mr. Sun is now the Proclaimer of Wu Cheng of the Presidential Palace? Haven't you met him?"

Zhou Zhen was a little embarrassed. "I haven't seen it."

Of course, this is mainly because he has experienced the world of Swordsman and the real martial arts.

In the martial arts world of martial arts, you can fly over the walls and cross the river with one reed.

But martial arts in the real world are actually fighting skills and strength training, not so magical.

This is not the real historical world, and Zhou Zhen has not recovered his internal strength, indicating that this world has no internal strength at all, and there is no one who cares about this aspect.

Huang Chujiu became interested and began to tell Zhou Zhen about Sun Lutang's martial arts experience, including the process of defeating the famous Russian Hercules Petrov in previous years.

This Petrov was not a mere name, with eleven gold medals in various competitions. He came to China, but was defeated by Sun Lutang.

Zhou Zhen was also overwhelmed with hearing, and secretly decided to return to the capital this time and must visit this legendary warrior.

In the training hall, Slu and Kemba have finished warming up and began to challenge other fighters.

The two of them stopped the topic and watched their true strength.

At first glance, Zhou Zhen was also a little disappointed. The two of them were mainly relying on their physical superiority to fight. No matter their skill or accuracy, they could not compare to the professional fighters of later generations.

People tend to think that people in the past are good, but they are not.

On the same basis, the later generations are actually stronger than the ancients because of their rich nutrition, scientific training methods, physical fitness, experience, and skills.

Slaughter won several games in a row. At this time, a Chinese man in his forties with a big beard and a big beard was on the court. He was only about 1.7 meters tall.

Slaughter seemed to have lost interest, and was unwilling to compare, compared to a little finger, and gestured to the bearded man.

The beard got angry at once, took two steps forward, and said, "Although you are big and tall, it's not a big deal. Don't insult people here."

The translator translated his words to Silu, and Silu said in English: "It's just a waste of time to compete with you. I think I have already demonstrated my strength."

Huang Chujiu stood up and said in blunt English: "The game, the prize money... one hundred yuan."

After he finished speaking, he said in Chinese again: "Master Wang, I will be rewarded with one hundred yuan for winning."

Sitting down, he said to Zhou Zhen: "This master Wang is called Wang Ziping. He is a master, proficient in Chaquan and Bajiquan. Several of the students in my place are all his apprentices.

In 18, he defeated the Russian Kanthal in Beijing; in 19, he defeated the American Alaman and the German Kezhi Mai in Qingdao; in the same year, he defeated the Dongying Sato in Jinan. "

The one-hundred-yuan reward obviously made Slu excited, which at any rate was nearly forty dollars, he hadn't made so much in the previous month.

The two quickly stood face to face, and the prince clasped his fists and said: "Today's competition is not for money, just to let the barbarians know that I am not unmanned in Greater China."

Zhou Zhen asked in astonishment, "You still hide and tuck such a master?"

Huang Chujiu smiled and said: "I couldn't invite him. He taught martial arts to soldiers under Ma Liang, the guard envoy of Shandong, and then taught soldiers to practice martial arts under Ma Zizhen of the Ministry of War. Recently I heard that he had gone to the Northwest Army. The magic capital of the time."

Zhou Zhen was very interested and looked at it attentively.

Slaughter stepped on a western pace and moved fast, but his expression was relaxed, and he obviously did not put the prince in his eyes.

He stepped forward and punched Wang Ziping in the head. The prince was short, his head tilted, and he flashed the punch, and at the same time he pushed a palm onto Slug's stomach.

What surprised Zhou Zhen happened. As if he was hit by a car, Silu flew out three or four meters, making Zhou Zhen excitedly stand up all of a sudden.