"boom!"

A loud bang was deafening.

A crack was cut by the eight-sided Han sword, and the gravel splashed like raindrops, and the entire sword body was infiltrated.

Wang Hongfu squatted on the ground, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, raised his head, and looked at Lin Chong expressionlessly, as if two balls of flames were burning in his eyes.

A large amount of white mist emerged from Wang Hongfu's body, especially the thickest above his head.

The temperature around Wang Hongfu's body suddenly became hot.

"Swish!"

Accompanied by the harsh friction, Wang Hongfu slowly pulled out the eight-sided Han sword and stood up straight again.

"What move was that just now?"

Wang Hongfu suddenly asked, his voice calm: "The tiger-shaped body of Xingyiquan? Or the tiger-hunting of Bajiquan? Or both?"

Lin Chong remained silent.

In normal times, Lin Chong didn't mind answering Wang Hongfu's questions, but now, under the scrutiny of everyone, it is obviously not the right time to exchange martial arts experience.

"Forget it, I didn't ask."

Wang Hongfu understood Lin Chong's concerns and couldn't help but smile: "Xingyiquan and Bajiquan are widely circulated, and the routines have long been familiar to the world. It is rare for you to find another way."

Lin Chongxi's words are like gold: "Thank you for the praise."

"Next, I'm going to show my real skills."

Wang Hongfu put away his smile, raised the eight-sided Han sword in front of his chest, and changed to holding it with one hand to both hands. His energy climbed up again, his eyes lit up like stars: "You must be careful."

Lin Chong's eyes flashed and he nodded.

The brief conversation ended here. Wang Hongfu closed her lips, spread her legs forward and backward, and lowered her body, posing in a strange and oppressive starting position.

The eight-sided Han sword moved from the chest to the waist, and the surface seemed to be rippling with water, and the air around the sword body was even more distorted, and countless thin lights as thin as cow's hair could be seen.

Wang Hongfu suddenly raised his left foot and kicked hard at the ground.

"Dong!"

The ring was shaking, and Wang Hongfu kicked out a clear footprint on the hard marble floor, which was more than half an inch deep, with smooth and neat edges, just like carved out with a mold.

With the rebound power coming from his feet, Wang Hongfu rushed forward with lightning, like a glimpse of light. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Lin Chong and slashed his sword angrily!

The bitter sword light flashed away.

Because Wang Hongfu swung his sword too quickly, no one could see clearly when she made the sword.

But the sense of crisis and fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made the warriors near the ring stand up, their faces change drastically, and they subconsciously retreat and try to stay away from the ring as far as possible.

When he was unable to do anything, Lin Chong's body shook and quietly retreated two feet. At the same time, he held his chest and pulled his back, and his chest and abdomen collapsed inward for several inches.

"Swish!"

The eight-sided Han sword swept across Lin Chong's waist with a dangerous and dangerous stroke. The sword energy tore a hole in the practice suit, revealing a clear block of muscles, like a knife cutting an axe.

If Lin Chong retreated a little slower, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The sword failed, and Wang Hongfu's expression remained unchanged, as if it was expected.

She injected internal strength into her legs, and the forward rushing ended abruptly. Then the eight-sided Han sword changed to a straight stab, turning into a sky-long rainbow, attacking Lin Chong's chest!

Donghua sword technique, comet attacks the moon!

"Um?"

Lin Chong's eyes narrowed, and the first warning appeared in his heart.

Wang Hongfu's moves were so fast that it was actually a bit beyond his expectations.

But although Lin Chong was shocked and still stood firmly, his body remained as he was as motionless as a mountain, exhaling and making a short syllable:

"scold!"

Accompanied by this syllable, a pure white air flow suddenly erupted from Lin Chong's mouth, hitting the sword body of the eight-sided Han sword that was stabbing.

Condensing the air into a sword, spitting out a white rainbow!

In order to make Wang Hongfu convinced his defeat, Lin Chong used this move.

As one of Lin Zhong’s own tricks, he condenses the air into a sword and spits out a white rainbow without a doubt. He has lethality and destructive power far beyond imagination.

More importantly, it is fast, dangerous and concealed.

"when!"

With a loud noise.

The eight-sided Han sword was shaken away by the Qi sword that Lin Chong spit out, and could no longer maintain its original trajectory. Even the indestructible sword body showed obvious bends.

"What?"

Wang Hongfu's slightly slender phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and she was moved with a terrifying look: "How is that possible?!"

She was not so disobedient at first, but Lin Chong's response was too surprising.

Taking advantage of the flaws that Wang Hongfu accidentally revealed, Lin Chong's body shook, like a flash of light, and instantly appeared on the left side of Wang Hongfu's body, and he rang without hesitation!

Bajiquan, Tieshan Kuai!

"Bang!"

Just like being hit by a galloping train, Wang Hongfu suddenly stood unsteadily and staggered back to the side, leaving footprints several inches deep wherever he passed.

She barely stood firm until she retreated to the edge of the ring.

Because Lin Chong showed mercy at the last moment and had internal energy throughout his body to protect his body, Wang Hongfu did not suffer any serious damage, but turbulence in qi and blood was inevitable.

Lin Chong stopped and looked at Wang Hongfu with a calm look, but did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him.

Wang Hongfu circulated his inner breath and suppressed his restless qi and blood. A complex look flashed across his beautiful face. He looked up at the sky and sighed softly.

If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

This is the case with the battle between the strong. Unless they are really evenly matched, they can often determine the outcome of life and death in one encounter.

Those who fight for dozens or hundreds of rounds can only be called fights.

In fact, Wang Hongfu still has many powerful moves that he doesn't have time to use, but he has no chance.

“Good Kung Fu.”

After being silent for about three or four seconds, Wang Hongfu put away her chaotic thoughts, looked at Lin Chong, gently opened her red lips, and said in a low voice: "I lost."

Win means winning, losing means losing. Wang Hongfu is open-minded by nature and has a clear distinction between love and hate. Even in front of the world, he does not want to continue to pester and fight for the so-called dignity of a strong man.

Lin Chong raised his hand and bowed: "Take the offer."

Wang Hongfu stopped talking, and casually held a sword flower and jumped off the ring lightly.

The huge square is now in a dead silence.

No one expected that Wang Hongfu, the deputy head of the Donghua Sect, would lose so quickly and so simply.

From the time she stepped onto the ring to the end of the competition, it took no more than three minutes, and the conversation between the two was also included, which inevitably gave people a feeling of being a slash.

But only a real master can understand why Wang Hongfu took the initiative to admit defeat.

Because Wang Hongfu has actually put all his strength into it, but he can't see any hope of winning.
Chapter completed!