Defeating Yan Zhendong is one of the tasks issued by the system. There must be a battle no matter what. Huang Shaohong calmed down, put down what he was doing, and ordered Zhurou Rong: "Open the central gate to welcome the guests!"

When Huang Shaohong saw Yan Zhendong striding through the door in front of the flower hall, he found that compared with before, this Shandong boxer was in ragged clothes and seemed to be in a miserable state, but his spirit was better than before.

Before Yan Zhendong came to Baozhilin, he defeated sixteen martial arts schools in Foshan, including killing the leader of the Yue Family Sword. This was the time when his momentum was at its peak.

He came to challenge Huang Feihong with a winning streak, hoping to become famous in one battle and shock Foshan!

Someone actually dared to challenge Huang Feihong, the number one Nanquan master in Foshan. Such a big event naturally attracted a crowd of spectators. Behind Yan Zhendong, there were hundreds of people watching.

But the figure that followed Yan Zhendong made Huang Shaohong's eyes flutter because he recognized the other person. It was Liang Kuan who reminded him of the poison in the tea at the theater.

Originally, after that incident, Huang Shaohong felt that this son's character was still good, so he wanted to find an opportunity to explain the previous misunderstanding clearly, and then accept Liang Kuan's entry.

But I didn't expect that the other party would come to Baozhilin with Yan Zhendong this time. I just didn't know if the other party was a disciple of the Yan family like in the movie.

"Master Huang, Yan Zhendong, my Shandong iron cloth shirt, is so polite!"

When Yan Zhendong saw Huang Shaohong waiting in front of the flower hall, he immediately clasped his fists. Although he was giving a salute, there was an unruly look on his face.

Huang Shaohong clasped his fists and returned the salute: "Master Yan, I wonder if you can teach me anything by bringing troops to Baozhilin this time?"

Yan Zhendong snorted coldly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. The last time I had a fight with Master Huang, I felt that you, the master of Nanquan, were flashy, so this time I want to challenge you, the number one in Foshan, and then set up a museum in Foshan to teach me

Yan Family Martial Arts!”

When he said this, the onlookers around him were in an uproar. It turned out that these two men had fought against each other before. From what the Shandong man said, although there was no winner, Master Huang seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Huang Shaohong saw that he was being rude and he was not the one who suffered the loss. You have the right to show off, and I have the obligation to slap you in the face. He immediately said "haha" twice:

"Master Yan, I forgot if you didn't tell me. You are talking about the time when you were picked up by a dog after you and I exchanged a move, right?"

When he said this, the onlookers suddenly became excited. People who had taken shelter from the rain in the tavern at that time also recalled the showdown in the rain and immediately told the people around them about the incredible but real thing that happened.

Zhu Zhurong even sneered and said sarcastically: "You can't even beat a dog, but you still dare to challenge my master. You are really lighting a lamp in the toilet looking for shit (die)!"

"..."

At this moment, Huang Shaohong felt that his apprentice had some shortcomings. This guy came to see your master, okay? Do you really have no psychological burden when you say this?

Aunt Thirteen, who was watching the fun next to him, couldn't help laughing, and then translated everyone's conversation to Joanna who was asking her questions. The two women looked at Yan Zhendong with amusement in their eyes,

I was also wondering what kind of vicious dog could even take away such a big and strong man.

Yan Zhendong was exposed, his face turned red, he waved his hand and shouted: "That was just an accident. I beat the dog to death a long time ago. Don't gossip. Huang Feihong, I'm asking you if you dare to have a fight with me?"

"

Huang Shaohong's mind was racing, and he was thinking rapidly about the possibility of defeating Yan Zhendong. In the end, he had no clue, but he still had to fight, so he replied:

"In this case, let's discuss it behind closed doors, Shirong...please go out, folks, and close the gate!"

A closed-door competition means that two people compete in private without announcing the process and results to the public, so that no matter they win or lose, the face and reputation of both parties will not be harmed.

Huang Shaohong is also afraid that if he loses, it doesn't matter if he loses face, but the face of this generation's grandmaster Huang Feihong cannot be lost.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhendong was aggressive and waved his hand:

"I, Yan Zhendong, act openly and aboveboard. If I want to fight, I'll fight him in front of the elders of Foshan. Let everyone see which one is my Yan family's martial arts, or your Bao Zhilin's fists and kicks!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed: "If Master Huang is afraid that he cannot afford to lose, I can also agree to discuss behind closed doors!"

Being squeezed by him, Huang Shaohong became angry and said: "Okay, just follow Master Yan's wishes, please!"

He made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time stepped forward to stand in the courtyard. The crowd watching the excitement retreated to both sides of the courtyard, leaving the space in the middle to the two of them.

Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong stood opposite each other, clasping their fists and saying the word "please" at the same time.

Yan Zhendong was the first to attack. He stepped forward with his front foot and made a huge sound. At the same time, his body rushed forward under the reaction force, and his back heel swept out.

The force of his kick was fierce and the sound of breaking through the air was loud. It contained astonishing power at first glance. Huang Shaohong felt that the power of this kick would definitely surpass those of the later Muay Thai champions who could kick down trees.

But what makes Huang Shaohong confident is that his current body is that of the great master Huang Feihong. Compared with his legs? Who is he afraid of?

Immediately, he kicked out a kick and made a 'bang' sound, and the two legs collided heavily.

Their legs collided, and their bodies swayed at the same time.

Huang Shaohong secretly complained, Damn, I forgot that the guy on the other side was invulnerable, his legs were as if they were made of iron. Although he was not at a disadvantage, the pain was really painful.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yan Zhendong's lips: "How's it going? Does it hurt?"

"You can still bear it!" As they spoke, the two of them had already performed three moves each, and their hands and feet hit each other with "bang, bam, bam".

With just these few blows, Huang Shaohong knew that he was invincible. Although he had made rapid progress these days, the physical strength of Huang Feihong's body was already weaker than that of Yan Zhendong, who practiced beating kung fu. If the collision continued like this

It is definitely you who will suffer the loss.

He immediately exploited his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, punched lightly and used White Crane Fist to move quickly to dodge attacks. At the same time, he beat, slapped, poked, or pointed at Yan Zhendong with his hands.

Although Yan Zhendong was proficient in boxing, his speed was still far behind Huang Shaohong's body, so punches and kicks kept falling on him.

Huang Shaohong also knew that this guy was not afraid of being hurt by fists and kicks, so he targeted the most vulnerable parts of the human body, such as the eyes, ears, back of the head, throat, ribs, and crotch.

Yan Zhendong is invulnerable and is not afraid of being hurt by fists and kicks, but he is still disgraced by Huang Shaohong's shameless fighting style. He also has to protect his crotch. After all, he has not practiced the "Shrinking Yang into the Abdomen" or "Iron Crotch Kung Fu"

stunt.

He simply shook his heart, roared, and then stopped trying to parry. He punched Huang Shaohong hard and hit him in the eye socket with two punches. He then rushed towards him, trying to hug Huang Shaohong's waist. He was confident that as long as he succeeded, he would be able to rely on his strength.

With a divine force, his lumbar spine was severed.

Huang Shaohong gave Yan Zhendong two eye cannons. Once he understood the opponent's intention, it was already too late to dodge.

He subconsciously used his most familiar close-quarters jujitsu, grabbed one of the opponent's arms, and before the opponent hugged him, he pushed his back and threw Yan Zhendong over his shoulder, knocking Yan Zhendong, a Shandong man, up, and then 'boom'

' It hit the ground with a sound.
Chapter completed!