Mei Kun was in power and refused to forgive him. He chased Pei Hong like a gangrene attached to the bone, and burst out dozens of punches in one breath, each punch was extremely fierce.

However, Pei Hong was like a slippery fish. He was about to be hit by Mei Kun's fist, but he was able to escape danger at a critical moment.

Two figures, one tall and one short, flickered on the stage, coming and going like the wind, dazzling and dazzling the members of the Martial Arts League watching the battle below.

A member of the Martial Alliance quietly asked his companions: "Hey, who can win if you say they do?"

The companion said without hesitation: "Of course it is Vice President Mei. He has already gained the upper hand and forced his opponent into a desperate situation. If he continues to fight, it is only a matter of time to win!"

"Are you sure?"

The member of the Martial Arts League raised his eyebrows: "But why do I feel that Vice Lord Mei is doing useless work. His attack has never hit Pei... Master Pei."

"Hmph, Pei... The Pei surnamed is not moral and just flees and dodges, and does not dare to fight head-on with Vice President Mei. How can he have the style of a strong man?"

The companion obviously had a lot of opinions about Pei Hong, and his expression was faintly disdainful.

"As long as you can win, is it important to use what method?"

The member of the Martial Alliance who spoke before argued, "In terms of strength and physical fitness, Master Pei is not as good as Master Mei, so he chose the strategy of You Dou, using his own strengths and defeating the enemy's shortcomings. I think he does it.

It's right!"

The companion widened his eyes and glared at the member of the Martial Alliance: "Where are you standing on?"

"I don't stand anywhere, I just listen to the leader. Since the leader is willing to hand over the Yellow Inspection Institute to Master Pei, I will support him unconditionally!"

"...Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Similar conversations occur frequently throughout the square.

Zhang Donglai and Xu Feng stood side by side, while enjoying the wonderful battle scenes on the stage, while communicating in a low voice.

"Mei Kun seems to be losing."

Zhang Donglai's lips moved slightly, and his voice condensed into a thread and floated into Xu Feng's ears.

"Mei Kun overestimated himself and underestimated Pei Hong. He exposed his trump card too early, which led to himself being passive. The offensive seemed fierce, but in fact he was already at the end of his strength."

Xu Feng agreed with Zhang Donglai's judgment: "Although Pei Hong's cultivation is slightly inferior to that, he has a solid foundation, amazing endurance, and an extremely accurate grasp of the timing. If there is no accident, the winner can be decided within ten moves."

Zhang Donglai shook his head and said, "Mei Kun also entered the Martial Arts Alliance through the Martial Arts Conference. Unfortunately, his comfortable life was too long and he was relaxed. He committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy and advancing recklessly."

"This incident just sounded the alarm for everyone."

Xu Feng said meaningfully: "Even if you are in a high position, you will be able to call the wind and rain, and you will be powerful and powerful, and you will be brought to you by others. We must take it as a warning."

When Zhang Donglai heard this, he glanced at Xu Feng deeply.

"you're right."

He narrowed his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and nodded slowly and said, "No matter what, we must not forget that martial arts cultivation is the foundation of one's life."

While Zhang Donglai and Xu Feng were talking, the situation on the field changed again.

Mei Kun could not conquer for a long time and was exhausted severely, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Are you just hiding everywhere like a mouse?"

After another punch failed, Mei Kun could no longer bear it and spoke sarcastic words.

Pei Hong's face did not change, just pretending that he didn't hear it.

"I want to see how long you can hide!"

Mei Kun gritted his teeth suddenly, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes thrust and was furiously aroused by Pei Hong. A layer of evil spirit appeared on his face, and internal energy rushed into his legs wildly.

With the injected internal strength, Mei Kun's legs expanded visible to the naked eye, and the speed increased by 30%.

He kicked his feet, and his tall and burly body rushed towards Pei Hong, rushing straight into his chest with his right fist!

"Swish!"

Pei Hong seemed to have no idea that Mei Kun had such powerful explosive power, so he couldn't dodge for a while, and watched the other party get closer and closer to him, and the practice uniform was blown back by the strong wind coming from his face.

"I'm sure to win!"

Mei Kun's eyes burst into bright light, as if she saw victory waving to him.

In the midst of lightning, Pei Hong suddenly held his chest and inhaled, his chest collapsed inward, becoming as thin as paper, and he was dangerously avoiding Mei Kun's fist.

"What?!"

Mei Kun's shocking situation is really extraordinary.

He thought he was sure to win, but he didn't expect that Pei Hong actually had a trump card?

At this moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Pei Hong's eyes. He sat on his shoulders and hips, twisted his waist and turned around, and his left leg turned into a blurred whip shadow, thrusting towards Mei Kun's head with great speed!

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

Mei Kun, who was not prepared for it, was hit hard.

Even though Mei Kun's body is extremely strong, far exceeding the ordinary master of Huajin, and with the protection of his body, he was also unable to stand steadily by this kick, staggering back to the side, his head buzzing, and the stars in front of him flashed randomly

.

"I've suffered!"

Mei Kun's heart sank and felt a strong sense of crisis.

Intuition told him that he had to fight back immediately, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

But will Pei Hong give him room to fight back?

The answer is no.

Pei Hong has been enduring it until now and has endured the ridicule of everyone, just to wait for the opportunity to win the final victory. How could Mei Kun turn the tables?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“…”

Before Mei Kun could stand firm, Pei Hong suddenly jumped into the air, his legs came out in one go, and kicked more than a dozen kicks in an instant, like a storm, showing his perfect leg skills.

Every time he was kicked, Mei Kun would take a step back.

By the time Pei Hong finished kicking for more than a dozen times, Mei Kun had already retreated to the edge of the stage.

Pei Hong did not mean to beat the dog in the water, but instead stopped attacking, and stepped a little while, instead of advancing, and regaining the distance with Mei Kun.

"Person Master Mei, do you still want to continue?" he asked in a deep voice.

Mei Kun's face turned pale.

Although the winner was not decided, Mei Kun knew very well that he had actually lost.

If it weren't for the sake of his face, Pei Hong could have kicked him off the stage.

Of course, he could not appreciate it and continue to pester it, but if he did that, he would lose and lose, and his image would plummet, which would not be worth the loss.

"No need to beat me anymore. Master Pei is broad-minded and has great martial arts skills. I am convinced by the loss."

After weighing the pros and cons, Mei Kun finally sighed, his body shape gradually returned to normal, bowed to Pei Hong, and changed his name without any trace.

"Thank you, Vice President Mei, for your concession!"

Pei Hong felt relieved, showed a humble smile, and bowed to him.

Mei Kun held his fist and bowed to Lin Chong, who was watching the game next to him, then jumped off the stage and returned to the crowd.

"Who else is going to challenge me on stage?" Pei Hong looked around and asked loudly.
Chapter completed!