Chen Qiang looked at Zhou Congyi and found that he really knew this person. When Chen Qiang performed at the temple fair, Zhou Congyi, a Shaolin lay disciple, was also one of the gourd kids who came to save his grandfather.

"Okay, I have to lose another game!" Chen Qiang shook his head helplessly.

At the beginning, Zhou Congyi only competed with Chen Qiang for a short run, but lost to Chen Qiang. Now he has added ten hurdles, so it is even more difficult for Zhou Congyi to win.

Zhou Congyi looked like Kong Wu’s powerful appearance, and his face was a bit fierce, which looked very frightening. However, Adams was very satisfied with Zhou Congyi’s opponent, because Zhou Congyi looked like a very powerful person.

Adams took a short rest and the two stood on the starting line again.

At the commander's order, the two rushed out at the same time.

Adams still adjusted his pace in front of the first column as before, and took a ten-step up the column. Zhou Congyi was much smarter than Gu Tianzhi. He learned from Adams and also used a hurdle to cross the first high column.

In the first column, the two sides did not widen the gap, which ignited hope for martial arts people.

"good!"

“Good jump!”

The cheers rang again.

Zhou Congyi also learned the second and third columns in the following columns and the ones completed well, but when he arrived at the fourth column, Zhou Congyi's rhythm became chaotic.

After all, Zhou Congyi has not received regular 110-meter hurdle training. He does not have any hurdle skills and does not understand the rhythm of hurdles. Naturally, it is impossible to continuously cross all 10 hurdles.

It is already very good for a hurdler like Zhou Congyi to be able to cross the first three columns very coherently by relying on his skills in practicing Chinese art since childhood.

At the beginning of the fourth column, Zhou Congyi obviously lost the rhythm. His hurdle movements became increasingly slow and gradually were thrown away by Adams.

The cheers around also disappeared, and people could only watch Adams pass the finish line with disappointment, and Zhou Congyi had not completed ten hurdles yet!

Adams' expression became more and more proud, and he won two games in a row. Adams had already seen that these martial arts people were 100% unaware of hurdles. Competing with these people who had not undergone special training, Adams could guarantee that he would win 100%!

"Is anyone among you who want to challenge me?" Adams looked at the martial arts people in Tianjin again.

This time, no one took the initiative to stand up, and several older Chinese martial artists began to discuss.

Not long after, a person came out of the crowd. He clasped his fists at Adams and said, "Wu Guang, come and ask for advice!"

"Master Wu is here!"

"He is Master Wu Guang and Wu, and he is nicknamed "Scud"!"

"Master Wu is a master of light skills. Gu Tianzhi and Zhou Congyi in front cannot compare with Master Wu. He will definitely win this time!"

Everyone began to whisper.

When Chen Qiang saw Master Wu Guang and Wu, he shook his head silently. He had a premonition that he would lose again in this third game!

Master Wu was a little thin and looked a little weak. Looking at his face, Master Wu was probably not young anymore. His goat beard had a few white silks and his temples were also white. Chen Qiang felt that Master Wu must be at least fifty years old.

From people's discussions, Chen Qiang learned that Master Wu's seniority is higher than Gu Tianzhi and Zhou Congyi who have just appeared. Gu Tianzhi and Zhou Congyi can only be regarded as young people in the Tianjin martial arts world, while Master Wu can be regarded as a senior figure in the Tianjin martial arts world, the kind who can open a martial arts school to accept apprentices.

Obviously, Tianjin Wulin sent two juniors in a row, but they both lost to Adams, so they sent a senior to defeat Adams in one fell swoop.

When Chen Qiang was performing in the Niangniang Temple, the gourd babies who came to save their grandfather were all juniors in the martial arts world, mainly because Chen Qiang was only seventeen years old at that time, and letting those young and strong people in their thirties challenge Chen Qiang, it was already a bit bullying Chen Qiang. The martial arts seniors couldn't help but look for Chen Qiang for the old face. It was rumored that you, a martial arts senior, bullying a seventeen-year-old baby, was too embarrassing.

But today is different. This time, foreigners came to challenge, which is equivalent to a national war. The martial arts people in Tianjin cannot compete with a foreigner. They will win first, so they directly sent Wu Guang, a martial arts senior, "Scud"!

In terms of national martial arts, this martial arts predecessor must be stronger than that of young and strong. The master of national martial arts in his fifties is probably at the age of golden age. At this time, he can still fight, his skills are already proficient, and his experience is enriched. It is the time when he has the strongest combat power.

But what we want to compare now is not Chinese martial arts, but track and field sports, and short-distance track and field sports in racing! This kind of short-distance track and field has the highest requirements for physical fitness, and many athletes can't run when they are thirty years old.

These martial arts people probably think that Wu Guang's light skills are much better than the two young men before, so he was allowed to compete with Adams, but they did not understand track and field sports and did not understand 110-meter hurdles.

A man in his fifties went up to run a 110-meter hurdle. Not to mention that he is a master of light skills, even if he is a master of light skills, it would be useless!

Adams looked around and found that a thin old man had been sent to Tianjin Wulin, and he felt very disdainful.

"Send such a thin old man to compete with me, haha, the Chinese are so stupid!" Adams looked at Master Wu contemptuously and said, "I can let you run to the first bar first!"

Master Wu felt Adams' contempt and naturally felt angry. However, Master Wu was in his fifties and struggled in the martial arts world for many years, and he still had a cunning life. Although he was angry in his heart, he said expressionlessly: "I don't need you to give in!"

The two of them didn't say nonsense and stood on the starting line directly.

The order to set off sounded, and Master Wu rushed out with a "whisper".

However, Adams did not move until Master Wu ran to the first bar and Adams started to start.

Adams really let Master Wu run to the first bar first.

Master Wu also realized this and became even more angry. Then he poured all his anger into his feet, jumped up suddenly, and crossed the first railing.

In the first column, Master Wu passed it smoothly, but Master Wu was like Zhou Congyi and soon lost the rhythm.

Adams behind quickly caught up. When Master Wu started to cross the fifth bar, Adams had already chased Master Wu.

When Master Wu saw Adams chasing him, he felt extremely shocked. Master Wu never expected that he would run to the first bar first. The foreigner had just started, but in just five bars, the foreigner had already chased him.

In the sixth column, Adams went side by side with Master Wu, and in the seventh column, Adams surpassed Master Wu.

Master Wu was completely panicked, and his hurdling movements became messy, and he also became much slower across the last three bars. However, Adams' pace was getting better and better and faster.

As a result, Adams was the first to cross the finish line, and Master Wu had just crossed the last hurdle.

Master Wu also lost. If we consider the distance Adams gave him, Master Wu lost even worse than that Shaolin lay disciple Zhou Congyi.

Those martial arts people didn't understand why this was the result. Master Wu's light skills were obviously much better than Zhou Congyi, but why did he lose even worse?

Chen Qiang knew that the 110-meter hurdles were an advantage for young people. In this sport, a person in his thirties must perform better than a person in his fifties. If someone in his early twenties were replaced, his grades might be better.

Adams, who won three games in a row, laughed very arrogantly, but he did not stop. After all, he was beaten up by a martial arts master in Tianjin before, but now he has not seized the opportunity and has tried his best to beat the Tianjin martial arts master.

Adams looked at the martial arts people and asked with a arrogant look: "Is anyone among you who want to challenge me?"

However, this time, the martial arts people did not respond at all.

Even the master of light skills "Scud" Wu Guang lost. Among the masters present, no one was sure to beat Wu Guang in light skills, let alone Adams.

"Master Liu, go up and try it!"

"No, no, no, Master Zhao will try it."

"I think Master Yuan's light skills must be better than mine. It's more appropriate for Master Yuan to go!"

Several experts even began to shirke each other.

Wu Guang's miserable defeat put a lot of psychological pressure on these masters. They were all worried that if they were defeated even worse than Wu Guang, wouldn't it be embarrassing to all Tianjin people!

The audience also looked at the group of martial arts people with anticipation, hoping that someone could stand up and defeat Adams and destroy Adams' arrogant arrogance. However, after glaring for a long time, no one dared to come out to challenge Adams.

Adams waited for a long time and found that no one was challenging him. His expression became more and more arrogant. He spoke, "China's national skills are nothing more than that. No one is my opponent. No wonder you Chinese are called the "Sick Man of East Asia"!

The word "Sick Man in East Asia" hurts everyone's self-esteem and Chen Qiang.

"I'll challenge you!" A voice suddenly rang out of the crowd.

It was Chen Qiang who spoke!
Chapter completed!