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Chapter 652 Martial Artists Should Be Open and Upright

"Xiuchuan, hold still."

"Don't go head-to-head with him, hit him in the shorts or attack his knees."

Linghu Kong shouted from below.

Qin Yong didn't use his legs to suppress him all the way, he just slapped hard with his iron palms, which proved that he must have a flaw in the bottom lane.

Xiao Feng nodded lightly, Linghu Kong was indeed an evil warrior, he could see through the opponent's shortcomings at a glance.

"I understand, Master!"

Hong Xiuchuan lowered his center of gravity and kicked Qin Yong in the knee.

With a height of 1.9 meters, once the lower body is attacked, the body will easily lose its center of gravity.

Qin Yong almost fell to his knees, but Hong Xiuchuan took the opportunity to hit the opponent directly in the face with a double-dragon attack.

'boom!'

Qin Yong shook his nosebleed and staggered back two steps.

"Dragons and snakes are flying!"

Hong Xiuchuan shouted loudly, jumped up, and hit the opponent's heart with two palms.

"Wow!"

Qin Yong spat out another mouthful of blood and took a dozen steps back, almost falling.

Hong Xiuchuan raised his chin: "Master Qin, how are you doing?"

"Hong Fist?"

Qin Yong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled ferociously.

"Boy, I really underestimate you."

"But based on this ability, you are still no match for me."

"Come again!"

Hong Xiuchuan took up his stance and became more and more courageous as he fought.

Qin Yong fiercely increased his energy, and his skin turned red all over and his hair stood up.

Hong Xiuchuan did not dare to be careless. Taking advantage of the opponent's vitality, he decisively struck and punched the opponent's neck.

"Ah! Iron Sand Crushing Bone Palm."

Qin Yong roared angrily and struck out with a palm towards the opponent.

‘Crack!’

Hong Xiuchuan was knocked out on the spot, spun several times in mid-air, and fell hard to the ground.

This palm directly broke his arm, and the bones were pierced out of the flesh. It was shocking to see.

Hong Xiuchuan was in agony, and his whole arm was stained red with blood.

Duan Chenzong shook his head slightly, the winner was decided, the Yunfeng Martial Arts Association was defeated in this competition.

"Xiuchuan, give up quickly!"

Linghu Kong saw that it was not good and quickly stopped him.

"Master, I haven't lost yet."

Hong Xiuchuan dragged his crippled arm and stood up with gritted teeth.

Qin Yong looked at him with contempt: "Master Hong, your arm is broken, and you still want to fight?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't leave the ring unless I die."

Hong Xiuchuan was unwilling to give in. This was his first duel. Could he just leave the field in such a mess?

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qin Yong came over to kill him directly, hitting his Tianling Gai with a palm.

Hong Xiuchuan stood motionless. Linghukong shouted anxiously. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. Isn't this like waiting to die?

Just when the opponent was about to slap him on the head, he suddenly turned sideways and shouted loudly.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

He punched Qin Yong in the chest, and his whole body spun up like a top. He punched Qin Yong in the same position more than ten times in a row.

Qin Yong almost fell out of the ring. He hit the ground hard and spit out several mouthfuls of blood. His body was shaking.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. What kind of move is this?

Even Linghu Kong's eyes widened. He knew Hong Fist, but he had never seen this move before.

Only Xiao Feng showed a smile. Hong Xiuchuan was indeed a martial arts talent. He had already achieved some success with this move of Flying Dragon in the Sky.

On the rostrum, Luo Jiuyang nodded slightly: "What a move, the flying dragon rises in the sky. This is the secret of Hong Fist."

Master Yun Chan rubbed his chin and wondered, it was strange, who did this kid learn from? This trick of Flying Dragon in the Sky should have been lost a long time ago.

"Boy, what kind of boxing are you doing?"

On the ring, Qin Yong vomited blood and gritted his teeth and asked.

"Of course Hong Quan!"

Hong Xiuchuan held his broken arm and raised his head with a smile.

"Master Qin, I accept the concession!"

"Hahaha...do you really think I lost?"

Qin Yong laughed wildly: "If you don't even admit defeat, how can I bow my head? Come again!"

"Master Qin, are you serious?"

Hong Xiuchuan was stunned for a moment. The opponent was obviously suffering from internal injuries, and he would definitely die if he continued to fight.

"Stop talking nonsense and come on."

Qin Yong supported his body and climbed up little by little.

The two sides looked at each other, and Hong Xiuchuan nodded.

"Okay, then I'm offended."

He quickly stepped closer and hit the opponent's heart with his left fist.

Qin Yong showed a sly smile, and suddenly waved his hand, throwing out a stream of white ash that hit the opponent in the face.

"Ah...my eyes..."

Hong Xiuchuan screamed and covered his eyes in agony.

This is lime powder, which can cause severe burns to the eyes.

Qin Yong took the opportunity to hit him in the chest. Hong Xiuchuan fell off the ring and hit the ground heavily.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled twice, but he could no longer get up.

The entire audience was silent. I thought Hong Xiuchuan had a chance to win, but unexpectedly, he was tricked by the opponent.

"Xiuchuan!"

Linghu Kong shouted loudly and ran over in a hurry.

"Master, my eyes hurt so much..."

At this time, Hong Xiuchuan's eyes were bleeding.

Linghu Kong was furious: "Qin Yong, you despicable and shameless villain, how dare you plot against my apprentice? You are so courageous."

"Linghu monitors history, this is called a soldier who never tires of deceit."

Qin Yong smiled slightly and said shamelessly: "Who said you can't use concealed weapons? I'm not hurting people from behind? What's wrong with this?"

"Asshole!"

Linghu Kong cursed: "You still dare to quibble? Come on, get this bastard who breaks the rules for me."

"Wait!"

Lu Quanweng suddenly shouted: "Qin Yong is right. Since there is no rule against using concealed weapons, it does not count as a violation of the rules."

"What?"

Linghu Kong's face darkened: "Deputy Leader Lu, everyone on the field has seen it, are you going to cover up his villainous behavior?"

"Linghu Kong, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth."

Lu Quanweng had a gloomy look on his face and turned around and said: "Master Alliance Leader, although Qin Yong's actions are a bit inappropriate, they do not violate the rules. What do you think?"

Luo Jiuyang's face was expressionless, Qin Yong was obviously exploiting a loophole, a typical shameless person.

He smiled slightly: "Deputy Leader Lu, you are right."

"Qin Yong does not violate the rules, but using such despicable means to win is really a defeat without force."

"So I have decided to disqualify him from participating in the conference. Master Yunchan, what do you think?"

"What Alliance Leader Luo said is absolutely true!"

Master Yun Chan said with a cold face: "As a warrior, you should be aboveboard. How can you use any means to achieve your goals?"

"Qin Yong, are you not convinced that you have been disqualified?"

Qin Yong drooped his face and shook his head.

"I'm asking you something, answer me."

Master Yun Chan got angry, this was challenging his bottom line.

"No, I am convinced."

Qin Yong cupped his fists, gritted his teeth and bowed.

Luo Jiuyang stood up and scanned the audience.

"Everyone, it's right to be competitive, but you shouldn't stab others in the back."

"Injuries in competitions are inevitable, and I don't want this to happen again."

Qin Yong was eventually deprived of promotion, and Hong Xiuchuan narrowly won this game.

Fortunately, Linghu Kong was treated in time, otherwise he would have lost his sight, and the price would have been high.

The competition in the ring is still going on, and the next few duels are all from other martial arts clubs.

On average, ten duels were held every day, and in the tenth match, Tang Xueru and Dong Shijie were drawn together.

This is really a narrow road for enemies. Tang Xueru hated him deeply, and Dong Shijie also wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of her.




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