Chapter 1165 Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs
'boom!'
Xiao Feng struck back with his palm, and the two sides engaged in a palm-to-palm exchange.
Nan Zheng was still roaring angrily, as if he wanted to overwhelm the opponent with his momentum.
But Xiao Feng's expression was calm, without any disturbance.
"snort!"
He smiled contemptuously and suddenly exerted force on his palms.
Nan Zheng only felt a powerful force coming towards him. His arms couldn't bear it at all, so he quickly took back his strength and stepped back.
Xiao Feng stepped forward and hit his shoulder with a stick.
‘Bang!’
Nan Zheng's body flew into the air and fell backwards on the spot.
He hurriedly got up, looking extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.
"You brat, just... I made a mistake just now."
He wiped the sweat from his head, strode forward, and struck out with his iron palm again.
‘Papa…
The two sides began to engage in close combat again, and Nanzheng's combat effectiveness was actually very strong.
This is also the battle against Xiao Feng. If it were any other warrior, he would have already secured the victory.
The two fought in close combat for several rounds. Xiao Feng caught the opponent's flaw and punched the opponent in the chest.
But Nan Zheng only took a step back, but instead knocked Xiao Feng back dozens of steps with a palm, staggering and sitting on the ground.
"ah?"
Ouyang Baizhu exclaimed and covered his mouth with both hands.
Ouyang Zhengxing and Ouyang Yin frowned at the same time, looking at the situation with complicated eyes.
"Haha... Xiao, you have been fooled."
"I deliberately exposed my flaws and confronted you head-on in a way that would hurt both sides."
"With my body of copper and iron, how could you possibly hurt me?"
"The discussion has ended, do you still want to continue?"
Nan Zheng curled up his big mouth and asked proudly.
"It's awesome, I'm ashamed of myself."
"Brother Nan Zheng, you win."
Xiao Feng stood up, patted his clothes and smiled.
"Actually, you performed pretty well, just a little bit worse than me."
"If you practice more diligently, you might be able to have a fight with me."
Nan Zheng was full of confidence and spoke loudly without any shame.
The victory completely went to his head. He thought that he was extremely talented and that with just these days of hard work, he could conquer thousands of armies at the peak of Kunlun.
"Master, Master!"
"I won. Please keep your promise and betroth your senior sister to me."
Nan Zheng clasped his fists and bowed, his face full of excitement and excitement.
"Hmph! Nan Zheng, do you really think you won?"
Ouyang Zhengxing shook his head and smiled.
"Master, haven't you seen everything?"
"I have defeated him, and he himself admitted defeat. I won this duel."
Nan Zheng said with arrogance.
"Hey! You are so confused."
Ouyang Zhengxing sighed and looked at Xiao Feng faintly.
"Boy, it's a good thing to know how to be courteous, but you have to take your time."
"The dignity of a warrior is the most important. What you did not only humiliated Zhu'er, but also humiliated Nan Zheng."
Xiao Feng's expression remained unchanged, thinking that he was indeed a martial arts master, and he saw through his trick at a glance.
He just deliberately let go and lost to Nan Zheng. Firstly, he did not want to have too much entanglement with Ouyang Baizhu, and secondly, he did not want to be regarded as a love rival for no reason.
If Nan Zheng and Ouyang Baizhu got married, then Ouyang Zhengxing would not keep an eye on him.
"Master, what do you mean by this?"
Nan Zheng was completely stunned.
"Idiot, he let you go on purpose."
"Xiao Feng, have you ever thought about my feelings when you did this? Isn't it too hurtful?"
Ouyang Baizhu's pretty face turned red, and her little heart was beating fast.
Isn't this a clear push to push yourself out? Even if you don't like me, just tell me in private. Why use this method?
"Miss Bai Zhu, I... I'm sorry."
Xiao Feng knew that he was in the wrong, so he quickly apologized.
"What? Let me?"
"Xiao, tell the truth to senior sister, were you defeated by me just now?"
When Nan Zheng heard this, he instantly became furious.
"Haha... With your three-legged cat skills, how can you defeat me?"
Suddenly, Xiao Feng's momentum changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with bursts of light.
"What?"
"You brat, if you say that, don't blame me for being rude."
Nan Zheng stamped his foot on the ground, jumped into the air and took a photo with his palm.
'boom!'
There was an explosion, and Xiao Feng knocked him away with a punch.
Nan Zheng was like a ball, spinning three or four times in the air, and finally fell face down to the ground.
"What?"
All three members of the Ouyang family were stunned.
The two sides were fighting back and forth just now, and it was difficult to determine the winner after a few rounds.
But the style of painting immediately changed, and it was clear within one move.
"Ahem..."
Nan Zheng coughed twice violently, spit out a mouthful of sand, shook his head and got up.
"Nan Zheng, don't fight, let's call it a day."
Ouyang Zhengxing suddenly spoke.
"Master, I haven't lost yet."
"Please believe me, I will definitely win."
Naturally, Nan Zheng was not convinced. He roared and unleashed all his strength, then rushed forward and struck out with another palm.
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng grabbed his palm and tightened it tightly.
Nan Zheng's face instantly distorted, and he felt like his hand bones were about to be crushed by the opponent.
"You bastard!"
In desperation, he lifted his vaginal leg with one kick and went straight to Xiao Feng's lower body.
Xiao Feng raised his foot to block it, and kicked him in the stomach the second time. Nan Zheng's face turned green and he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Wow!"
He squirted out all the food in his stomach in one breath, almost vomiting out the gall, and the stench suddenly filled the sky.
"Asshole, I don't believe I can't beat you."
Relying on strong perseverance, he wiped his mouth and got up again, launching a fierce attack without any explanation.
'call…'
Suddenly, Nan Zheng froze on the spot with a face full of horror, and a huge fist stopped in front of him.
The powerful fist wind blew up his hair, and his nosebleed instantly flowed down.
Before he could take action, Xiao Feng's fist had already arrived, and the speed difference between the two sides was a day and a day.
If Xiao Feng hadn't stopped in time, his life would have been hard to save after this punch.
"Damn it, I don't believe this evil anymore."
He blocked Xiao Feng's fist and kicked Qianjun over with his kick.
'Snapped!'
But Xiao Feng's speed was too fast. He first ducked backwards, then stepped forward and locked his throat with a move.
"Uh...don't..."
Nan Zheng trembled all over, and cold sweat instantly covered his body.
If Xiao Feng wanted to kill him, he would be dead now.
The opponent's throat is tightly grasped, which is an absolute fatal weakness.
"Xiao Feng, no!"
Ouyang Baizhu exclaimed, fearing that he would kill him.
Two seconds later, Xiao Feng let go of his hand.
"Ahem..."
Nan Zheng coughed again, the soles of his feet became weak and he took a few steps back.
He almost thought he was going to die, as if he had gone through hell.
"Brother Nan Zheng, I accept the concession."
Xiao Feng clasped his fists and shouted stop.
"Concession? Hahaha..."
"Don't do this with me. If you lose, you lose. It's because my skills are inferior to others."
Nan Zheng's eyes were dull, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
"Winning or losing is a common thing in military affairs. I just won by luck today, and you are not considered a loser."
Xiao Feng comforted the other party.
"Haha...poor, so pitiful."
"I have been practicing martial arts in the south for more than ten years, but in the end I was completely defeated."
"What's the use of practicing hard these days? What's the use? Ah..."
He suddenly knelt down on his knees, looked up to the sky and howled, and actually burst into tears.