However, as the person involved, Wang Seng knew that rather than holding Zhang Ruyu down, it was Zhang Ruyu who controlled his shoulders, making it impossible for him to break away.

Monk Wang felt more and more strange. He didn't intend to get entangled with Zhang Ruyu anymore. It was wise to distance himself now.

But when Monk Wang was about to take back his strength, he discovered that he was taking back not only his own strength, but also Zhang Ruyu's palm strength.

He was clearly holding Zhang Ruyu down, but why did Zhang Ruyu repel him with one palm?

Monk Wang was a little confused.

But he no longer dared to think about this problem anymore, because Zhang Ruyu didn't intend to repel him with one palm, but intended to knock him away!

The fight only lasted for one moment, but the offensive and defensive dynamics of both sides had undergone earth-shaking changes.

As Zhang Ruyu's palm force approached, Wang Seng's lower body was already in disarray.

Wait! Aren't you going to knock me away?

Just when Monk Wang was about to be knocked back by Zhang Ruyu's palm, Zhang Ruyu turned over and dodged in front of Monk Wang, and grabbed Monk Wang's arm with his backhand.

With such a tugging effort, Monk Wang was like the fluttering feathers on Zhang Ruyu's hand, without any strength at all.

Then I saw Zhang Ruyu swaying left and right like a dancer, and Monk Wang also dodged Zhang Ruyu like a hide-and-seek.

Usually, those in authority are obsessed with things, but those on the outside know clearly.

But this time it is the authorities who are clear.

Perhaps the audience thought that the two contestants were fighting back and forth in the ring, but as the authority, Wang Seng knew that starting from the first move, he was no longer able to lead a normal battle.

No, it cannot be said to be leading, or even participating.

All my movements now follow Zhang Ruyu's palm movements.

To be precise, Monk Wang at this time was like a doll that Zhang Ruyu could control.

Wang Seng also thought about not giving in, but every time his strength would be reduced by Zhang Ruyu's prediction in advance.

By now, Monk Wang just felt like the world was spinning, and he didn't even know where to exert force.

Looking from a distance, the scene on the arena looks more like Zhang Ruyu pulling Monk Wang into a big circle.

After the first move, Zhang Ruyu let go of Monk Wang's arm.

Monk Wang could keenly feel two streams of air converging towards his opponent.

Finally, after Zhang Ruyu let go, Wang Seng could feel that the control of his body was back in his hands.

Although the referee was the closest, he was overwhelmed by Zhang Ruyu's several changes of moves. After the two sides stopped their moves, everything seemed to be in peace again.

The referee, who had been instructed to favor Monk Wang, quickly walked to Monk Wang and was thinking about whether he should blow the whistle at this time.

Monk Wang glanced at Zhang Ruyu and did not make any move, while Zhang Ruyu withdrew all his moves and started to stand still.

Monk Wang has a very good talent in martial arts. Although he does not have a photographic memory when it comes to book learning, whenever someone fights with him, he will remember the greetings used by the other party firmly in his heart.

He closed his eyes tightly on the spot and began to recall the magical moment just now.

What was Zhang Ruyu pulling her over? Why didn't he fight him off or continue fighting with him?

Recalling the fight between him and Zhang Ruyu just now, Wang Seng, who couldn't find a clue, began to recall the changes in the pace of the two.

Wait... I think I understand!

Wang Monk's behavior of closing his eyes and meditating shocked the referee next to him. Doesn't doing this on the field mean admitting defeat?

Fortunately, Zhang Ruyu didn't make any offensive moves.

Just when the referee was about to blow the whistle to announce a break, Wang Seng opened his eyes.

Finally he could continue... The referee took a breath in his heart, but before he could take it back, Wang Seng said something that almost made him choke.

"I surrender!" Wang Monk clasped his fists and said to Zhang Ruyu.

"Oh? Fellow Taoist, I agree." Zhang Ruyu responded lazily to Monk Wang.

The referee was dumbfounded and thought, I am still trying to protect you, why did you admit defeat at the beginning? No, I am obviously a black whistler, how can you blow a black whistle for me, a black whistler?

Just when the referee didn't know what to do and continued to doubt himself, Wang Seng spoke: "Are you drawing a circle? Right?"

Zhang Ruyu, who had always been listless, became a little more solemn when he heard Wang Seng's question: "Dear friends, since you have seen through it... why don't we continue?"

"No, even if I see through it, I have no power to stop your circle. No matter what, I still lose. Tai Chi is really powerful. I am convinced that I lost." Monk Wang continued to clasp his fists and salute, thanking the other party for the point he just made.

So far, he walked off the stage calmly.

Looking at Monk Wang's leaving figure, Zhang Ruyu murmured to himself: "It's a pity...it's not round enough."

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Zhang Fugui is now filled with doubts. He should have appeared at the stadium to cheer for Monk Wang, but now he can only sit obediently in Hua Tuo's room.

Hua Tuo's house is the largest among the owners of the Red Star Factory.

1. This is Zhang Fugui’s special treatment for Hua Tuo. 2. Hua Tuo really needs this room.

Other people's houses are generally divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. The inside is used as a resting place, and the outside is the living room.

But Hua Tuo’s house has 4 bedrooms and 1 living room.

But such a big room is so crowded that it's hard to get down.

The largest room contained some modern medical machines, which were covered with a dust-proof cloth by Hua Tuo.

Then one room was used as a lounge, and the other room was locked. There was also a sign hanging at the door, with the four words "No Entry" written in red pen on it. In addition to these four words,

Hua Tuo also followed suit and drew a skull pattern on the side.

As for other rooms, they are filled with various medicinal materials.

The whole room is filled with the scent of picked grass, which makes people feel extra comfortable.

Zhang Fugui sat on the chair obediently. Before entering the house, he was warned three times and four times by Hua Tuo, saying that he was not allowed to touch anything in the house without his permission.
Chapter completed!