Gong Ruomei was also very proud to receive praise from the audience under the ring, with a smile on her face. She clapped her hands and was about to turn over when she was stopped by an angry voice.

"Humph, it's not that easy to just leave after causing trouble!"

Gong Ruomei stopped when she heard the words, turned around and saw a middle-aged strong man staring at her angrily, curling his lips: "You asked me to come up. Now that the fighting is over, why can't I leave?"

The middle-aged man was so angry that his eyes were red: "Little girl, if your master wants to kick the gym, our Mojia Quan will be with you at any time. We will hide behind and play tricks. If you, a little girl, come out, we are not afraid of making our fellow martial arts people laugh!"

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"Yes, let your master come out!"

"You have the courage to play in the gym but not the courage to show up? You have the ability to fight with our master!"

The Mojiaquan disciples around the ring also began to express their support.

Lao Jiang was worried under the ring and wanted to step forward, but was held back by Qin Hao.

"Master Qin..."

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Qin Hao said lightly.

Gong Ruomei glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain: "Just because you still want to challenge my master, you should pass my test first!"

"Arrogant, if it weren't for the fact that you are still young and a woman, I have to ask you to leave something today. Go and call your master out, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" shouted the middle-aged strong man.

"If you want to fight, just fight, there's so much nonsense!" Gong Ruomei hates it most when people make excuses about her being a woman. At the same time, the Mojia boxing disciple just now was so inexperienced that she fell to the ground before she could do anything.

I also want to find an expert to confirm how much I weigh.

"Uncle Mo, don't talk nonsense to her. Capture her, and the people from her sect will naturally show up!"

"That's right, if we don't give them some color from the northern martial arts community, they will think that our southern martial arts community is easy to bully."

The middle-aged man cupped his fists and raised his hands to the audience under the ring: "Everyone, today it's not that I am bullying the young, but that someone is bullying me, but I don't dare to show my face. After I capture this little girl, I will learn from her again."

Let me ask you for advice, let me see who is more powerful in Baguazhang or our Mo Family Boxing!"

The audience did not mind the excitement, and everyone started to boo.

"Little girl, you'd better get down there. This guy is obviously bigger than you. It won't be a shame if he can't beat him."

"Yes, quickly call your disciples to come up and fight him."

There were many people in the audience who liked this little girl and couldn't help but remind her.

Gong Ruomei's face was tense, and her hands were in a boxing stance. The opponent's size advantage was too obvious, and she didn't dare to make it too big.

The middle-aged strong man is obviously knowledgeable. Seeing that Gong Ruomei is so precise in every move at such a young age, and her body skills are so agile, he can't help but secretly sigh: He is indeed a useless martial artist.

Unfortunately, she is a woman.

"For the sake of you being a woman, I will give you three moves, come on!" The middle-aged man also opened his boxing stance, standing on the ring like an iron tower.

Gong Ruomei felt that she had been underestimated, so she bit her silver teeth and without saying a word, she attacked the opponent with the Nine Palaces and Bagua Steps.

This time Gong Ruomei didn't hold back, her pace was faster than before, wandering around the middle-aged man's side, looking for the opponent's weaknesses.

However, the middle-aged man obviously reacted much faster than the young disciple just now. No matter how Gong Ruomei changed her pace, the middle-aged man never exposed his back to her.

Seeing that she really couldn't find a chance, Gong Ruomei could only attack from the opponent's side, using the "flying bird into the forest" move to hit the opponent's back. Originally, this move was aimed at the enemy's armpit, but because Gong Ruomei's body was relatively small

It is small and can only reach the opponent's lower back.

However, such changes also made the middle-aged man uncomfortable, so he could only lower his focus to resist Gong Ruomei's attack.

I saw the middle-aged man blocking Gong Ruomei's face with his elbow.

Between attack and defense, there was no stagnation at all. The punches were powerful, and with the fierce wind, Gong Ruomei could feel the strength of the opponent's punches from two inches away.

Good Gong Ruomei was calm in the face of danger and did not flinch. She punched the opponent hard and slapped her with her palms. At the same time, she kicked the ground with both legs. With the help of the opponent's punch, she flew backwards one meter away and escaped instantly.

The opponent's next attack.

"Good work, good materials!"

The middle-aged man did not pursue. After all, he had promised to give up three moves first. But even so, he admired this little girl, and at the same time he was secretly scared. What kind of master could he do at such a young age?

Teach such a disciple.

Gong Ruomei shook her numb palm, and with just one move, she felt what it means to defeat ten with one force. The opponent's strength was at least several times that of hers. If it were a head-on confrontation, she would not be able to win.

Thinking of this, Gong Ruomei thought of what Qin Hao told her before going into the ring, "win by cleverness."

Subconsciously looking at Qin Hao's position, their eyes met, and Gong Ruomei's tense little face relaxed.

When he turned to look at the middle-aged man again, his eyes became firmer.

Gong Ruomei opened her fists again and slowly approached the middle-aged man. If it were a normal sparring match, the arm spans of the two sides were greatly different, so it would be very difficult to get close. However, the middle-aged man had something to say first, and he had to use three moves.

, naturally embarrassed to attack, could only wait for Gong Ruomei to slowly approach.

I saw Gong Ruomei's right hand holding a yin palm, performing a move called "Civet Cat Playing with Butterflies".

The middle-aged man subconsciously moved his fist to block, but this time the block was empty. Gong Ruomei's move was simply a feint. When he looked for Gong Ruomei's figure, the opponent had already circled behind him.

However, the middle-aged strong man was not an ordinary person. He didn't think too much at all, and just struck with his backhand and swept his fist across the air. It was a powerful and heavy blow. If this hit was serious, it might break the bones and tendons.

However, what the middle-aged man didn't expect was that this attack missed him again, and the opponent didn't attack behind him at all.

Just when the middle-aged man's secret path was not going well, Gong Ruomei once again went around to his left and attacked the middle-aged man's waist with a move of "Looking Back at the Sea".

At this time, Gong Ruomei relied on the spinning power of Youlong Bagua Step to press forward with all the strength of her body. If it were a real blow, it would be as powerful as a full-strength blow from an adult man.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Under the ring, Lao Jiang couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.

But Qin Hao frowned slightly.

In an instant, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and blocked Gong Ruomei's fatal palm. At the same time, he raised his leg and pushed the palm. He glared at Gong Ruomei's abdomen with his right foot, and at the same time struck Gong Ruomei's chest with a palm print.

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The middle-aged man's move was also done with hatred. Gong Ruomei's move just now really deceived him. If it weren't for the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, he would have had no chance to fight back. Even if he had to resist this palm, he would lose the opportunity.

, he will be greeted by a series of storm-like attacks.

This is in full view of the public. If he loses to a young girl, how will he be able to gain a foothold in the world in the future?

How can Mojia Quan still have the nerve to claim to be one of the top five famous martial arts in Guangdong?

Seeing that Gong Ruomei was about to be kicked by this powerful and heavy kick, she saw her flexible waist twisting and using an incredible arc to barely avoid the fatal blow. However, her reaction failed again.

Even though he was fast, he couldn't avoid the opponent's palm strike at the same time.

Gong Ruomei was completely knocked away and was about to fall into the crowd.

Suddenly, a figure stepped on Lao Jiang's knees and jumped up in the air. He caught Gong Ruomei in his arms and landed firmly on the ring.

"Good work!"

Some viewers couldn't help but shout.

"Senior brother..." Gong Ruomei's face turned red.

"Don't talk yet."

Qin Hao put Gong Ruomei on his knees, and his right hand moved around her back. When everyone was confused, Gong Ruomei suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

A knowledgeable audience under the ring explained: "This is called pushing the palace to activate blood circulation. The palm just now was very powerful. This little girl has already suffered internal injuries. If this mouthful of blood cannot be vomited out, I am afraid it will be the root cause of the disease in the future. Don't talk about it in the future."

After practicing martial arts, even breathing will be painful."

Gong Ruomei vomited out a mouthful of blood, and immediately felt her chest became less uncomfortable: "Thank you, senior brother."

"Well, now that you know your level, let's go." Qin Hao said calmly.

"good."

However, just as the two were about to leave, they were stopped by a middle-aged man.

"Are you her senior brother? Where is your master? Let him come out, don't hide behind and act like a coward." The middle-aged man said angrily, feeling that he had lost face.

Qin Hao frowned: "If anything happens, just tell me. There is no need for my master to intervene."

Originally, it was Gong Ruomei who disrupted the arena, and he did not intend to pursue the other party for injuring Gong Ruomei. The two sides were even, but the other party actually scolded the old man, which he couldn't bear.

"Okay, boy, since you said so, let that little girl go down and let us men have a fight!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

Qin Hao handed Gong Ruomei to Lao Jiang and took him down. When Gong Ruomei looked back, she shook her fist at Qin Hao: "Brother, avenge me."

The previous two battles have attracted a lot of spectators. Looking around, the number of spectators around this arena is almost ten times greater than before. Isn't this kind of duel better than the rigorous drills of those sects?

The middle-aged man was very excited when he saw more and more spectators watching. This was a good publicity opportunity. He wanted to defeat this young man first, and then his master, in front of a large audience, so that everyone could

Everyone knows that Mojia Quan is better than Baguazhang, and all three major internal martial arts techniques are vulnerable to Mojia Quan.

"Boy, tell me your name. The Mo family will not hit unknown people!" The middle-aged strong man shouted deliberately loudly.

Qin Hao said lightly: "Xingyi Bagua Sect, Li Cunyi closes his disciple - Qin Hao!"

Since the other party scolded the old man, he had to clear his name.

"Boom!" The onlookers were shocked when they heard this, and they single-handedly attacked the green forest. Li Cunyi, the Northern Hero, was quite famous in the martial arts world. When they heard that Qin Hao was actually his disciple, they all turned their attention to him.

"It turns out she is a disciple of Beixia Li Cunyi. No wonder that little girl is so skilled."
To be continued...