The disciples of the aristocratic family looked at each other celebrating their victory, feeling ashamed and angry, with ugly faces, and felt quite unhappy in their hearts. Before they came, they were all so arrogant that they thought they could easily sweep away their opponents. Who knew that they lost two battles in a row as soon as they came into contact, and even Jiang Limei fell? After being defeated, he ran away! How could these disciples from a humble family be so strong? Are they going to give up and go back home?

At this delicate moment, a young man with a strong build, a square face and big ears stepped forward and said loudly: "I am Hu Zhiyong. I am proficient in fists and kicks. I wonder which senior brother is willing to give me some advice?" The Hu family is the only one among the seven aristocratic families. A person who specializes in boxing and kicking skills rather than weaponry skills. The children of his family are skilled both internally and externally, and have always been known for their bravery and courage. They are an extremely important force in Xuanwu Hall.

Hu Zhiyong stood in the middle of the field, with strong breath and roots growing on the soles of his feet, standing like mountains and rocks, which could not be shaken by wind and waves. However, he looked calm and calm, unaffected by the defeats in the previous two battles. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit, like a lion or a tiger. Looking forward to a strong opponent appearing!

Although he is only a mere person, he cannot be insulted.

The disciples from the humble family calmed down. The Hu family's disciples were famous. The Hu family's secret boxing skills were as thunderous as thunder. How could they take it lightly? Almost subconsciously, everyone looked at Fu Jingtao. Fu Jingtao scratched his scalp and was hesitating. Whether to fight or not, a tall and mighty young man jumped out from beside him and landed on the field.

"Huh!"

The one who got off first was Shi Hui. Ignoring the surprised expressions of his companions, he cupped his fists and said, "Chengzhou Shi Hui, I am willing to make friends with my fists and experience the Hu family's world-famous boxing skills."

Hu Zhiyong frowned slightly and said, "Shi Hui? Aren't you Fu Jingtao?"

Shi Hui said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Fu is one of the leaders of Wucheng's primary election, how can he take action easily? If you have the ability, defeat me first!"

A look of disappointment flashed across Hu Zhiyong's face, and he slightly cupped his hands and said: "We are competing in martial arts. Don't be surprised if you accidentally get hurt!"

Shi Hui's anger surged and he said coldly: "Winning or losing depends on one's ability. Please!" After saying that, he lowered his waist and sat on the horse, folded his arms up and down in front of his chest and abdomen, clenched his fists, and opened his posture. He was not angry with Fu Jingtao. He stole the limelight, thinking that he would be a blockbuster today, so he couldn't wait to show off. His cultivation has reached the third level of the high-level realm, and he is hitting the level of the perfection realm. His internal strength ranks among the top among the disciples. How could he take the risk and go into battle if he was nothing special?

Hu Zhiyong stepped on the soles of his front feet, stepped on the heels of his rear feet, stretched his right palm forward diagonally, clenched his left fist and hid it at his waist, and said solemnly: "Please!"

The wind blows, and you can hear needles falling in the huge martial arts training ground. The disciples of the aristocratic family are worried, fearing that Hu Zhiyong will be defeated again, and they will be embarrassed. Most of the disciples of the poor family are eager to try, full of expectations, dreaming that they can defeat the powerful enemy and become famous in Lingyun City.

Fu Jingtao's heart suddenly moved, and he put his hand on his chin in deep thought. Before Ye Huayu left, he had revealed to his brothers the list of genius disciples from the seven famous families, including Gu Zeqing, Jiang Yi, Hu Zhifeng, Bai Jianshuang, and Du Zhengchao etc., once you encounter them during the competition, you must be careful. However, judging from the situation, these powerful people are not present. Du Zhengen, Hu Zhiyong, etc. are not the core disciples of the aristocratic family, but pawns crossing the river. They are purely here to test the humble disciples. The details of.

The seven aristocratic families have already occupied the right time, place, and people, but they still use such small means to spy on their competitors in order to plan their battles in advance. What a deliberate move!

If you think about it further, every family has strong men. Their knowledge and martial arts are unquestionable. It is reasonable for them to make plans behind the scenes for their own children to win. In comparison, the disciples from the poor family are here.

On the one hand, you are born with deficiencies and are completely at a disadvantage. You must know that various weapons and techniques are mutually reinforcing. Once your tricks and routines are cracked, it is extremely easy to be restrained, and there is almost no chance of reversing the situation.

Fu Jingtao broke into cold sweat on his vest. The seven aristocratic families knew the basic martial arts taught by the Xuanyuan Sect very well, but the poor children knew nothing about the secrets passed down by the seven aristocratic families! He even suspected that Jiang Limei had simply lost. There were many untruths in it.

The purpose is to paralyze the opponent so that he can win the competition in one fell swoop! The dispute between the aristocratic family and the humble family is so fierce that it has reached the point of using any means at all costs?

At this moment, he didn't know that in the inner sect competitions in the past thirty years, disciples from aristocratic families had always won the first place. Even if he was as strong as Chu Xiang, he could only be ranked third and could not get the crown. The reason why

complex.

Fu Jingtao's psychological maturity far exceeds that of his peers. From this, Jiang Haoyun and various doubts about Cheng Tong's death came to mind. He couldn't help but clench his fists and murmured: "Could it be you?"

Shi Hui shouted loudly: "Look at the fist!" The ground was rustling with his feet. He stepped up and rushed forward. His iron fist was smashed with the sound of the wind. The force was heavy and heavy, and he got the upper hand. What he used was the "Bengshan Fubo Fist", and the boxing technique was as the name suggests.

He is extraordinary in strength, focusing on techniques such as smashing, collapsing, leaning, rushing, and hammering. He uses all his strength to hit and charge hard. When practiced to the extreme, he can break mountains and rocks, and catch dragons in ambush. Although it is not a secret skill, Shi Hui is.

After understanding the true meaning of boxing, when punching, the strength and energy are combined to attack the enemy, and the body and footwork are rigorous. The momentum is really menacing, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Hu Zhiyong's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Broken!" He spun his feet, twisted his waist, and rushed out fiercely with his left fist, the wind of the fist roaring and roaring.

Bang! The fists hit each other, the strong wind squeezed wildly, and the sand and soil rolled up.

Shi Hui felt as if his fist hit a rock and iron plate. Not only did he not feel timid, but on the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more high, and his blood boiled. If he could defeat a strong opponent in public, it would be a great pleasure in life! Double!

The fists were fired in turn, and the Bengshan Fubo Fist was used one after another. However, the shadow of the fist was empty, like a thousand-jin hammer forging ordinary iron. Every blow that fell was frightening.

Hu Zhiyong also retaliates, using the "iron wire fist", using force to break force, attack to attack, facing the opponent's iron fist without any fancy, and never retreating easily.

But they saw the two fists clashing, with continuous banging sounds and strong winds. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought that the two ancient ferocious beasts were fighting hand-to-hand. The roar was like thunder, and the ground shook slightly. The sound was amazing.

The teenagers watching the battle on both sides held their breaths and stared intently, their palms sweating as they watched.

Shi Hui knew that his opponent was very strong, but he didn't know that he would be so tough. Under the blow, his fist bones ached. Immediately, new changes occurred in his boxing techniques. Arhat Fist, White Crane Fist, Subduing Dragon Fist and other boxing moves were mixed and used, making the changes freely.

The offensive became more fierce. Hu Zhiyong still responded with an iron fist, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

During the fight, Shi Hui pressed down with both fists. When Hu Zhiyong used his moves, he suddenly turned around and hit his opponent with a high whip kick, hitting his opponent's back shoulder. Hu Zhiyong was caught off guard and stumbled, and there was a muffled sound.

He was kicked in the heart for the second time. Shi Hui was also good at chain kicks! Hu Zhiyong stepped sideways and blocked with both arms quickly. He blocked more than ten flying kicks in a row and retreated five or six feet away in the blink of an eye.

Shi Hui retracted his legs and said with a smile: "Brother Hu, can we fight again?" He was sure that if anyone was kicked in the back, his meridians would be injured, and he could only leave the game sadly. Thinking that he would become famous in one battle,

I almost started dancing to celebrate.

Hu Zhiyong laughed, twisted his neck as if nothing happened, and said: "Let's fight again!"

Shi Hui was startled and his pupils shrank. Could it be that his opponent also practiced hard body-protecting skills? He took a deep breath and a series of crackling sounds suddenly erupted from the bones in his body. His already tall body actually grew inconceivably, and he was full of energy.

His energy surged, and the veins under his skin bulged, emitting an even more terrifying sense of oppression like a giant in the wild. He grinned, and let out a low roar like a beast. He took two steps forward, using his right fist to

The violent momentum was unleashed, and all the strength in the body was concentrated at one point, making it unstoppable.

Hu Zhiyong's eyes suddenly ignited with a fiery light, and he did not dodge in the face of such a ferocious attack. He sat on the horse with his waist hunched and his arms crossed across his chest.

Bang! The fists and arms clashed, the sound was like muffled thunder.

Hu Zhiyong was pushed ten feet away by the huge force of the counter-shock, and two obvious drag marks were made on the soles of his feet. Shi Hui took advantage of the situation and pulled back his right fist, followed by his left fist and another heavy punch.

It hit with a bang. I saw him firing his bow from left to right, punching hard to the flesh, and rushing forward, with the potential to smash his opponent into meat pies on the spot.

Hu Zhiyong blocked more than ten punches in a row and laughed suddenly: "It's so good!" When Shi Hui's next punch came, his body suddenly flashed, and the five fingers of his right hand turned into tiger claws. He accurately grabbed the veins of his wrist and used "four or two strokes of a thousand pounds".

With "Qiao Jin", he pulled and shook his feet and hooked his feet at the same time. Shi Hui flew into the air involuntarily, tripped hard and fell to the ground. He was dizzy and had a nosebleed.

Jiang Haoyuan sighed secretly and said hurriedly: "The winner has been decided!"

Hu Zhiyong let go of Shi Hui's arm, patted the dust on his body, and said: "Junior Brother Shi, I'm offended." He never used the ancestral boxing techniques from beginning to end. He was neither arrogant nor impatient, and had the air of a general.

Fu Jingtao was secretly vigilant. It was said that Hu Zhifeng was three points stronger than Hu Zhiyong. He was a recognized leader of the Hu family and would definitely be more difficult to deal with.
Chapter completed!