"Boxing Fighter? I didn't expect him to come to China."
"Dad, don't worry, everything will be fine."
Xiao Feng comforted him, and Han Dongping closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Feng looked at the others: "Just be careful lately, I will handle this matter."
"You'd better handle it without involving us."
Li Guizhi said in a strange tone: "Oh, I almost got killed when I came to Jinmen. What the hell?"
"Okay, Mom, stop talking."
Lily Han persuaded and pulled Xiao Feng aside.
"Brother Feng, let me tell you something."
"My dad changed a lot today. He killed several people in one breath and made me look stupid..."
She learned it vividly and even imitated a few movements.
Hearing this, Xiao Feng nodded slightly.
It seems that the adoptive father's image of a useless person over the years was really a deliberate attempt to hide himself.
But why did he swallow his anger for so many years? There must be something unspeakable behind this.
"Take care of dad, I'm going back first."
Before leaving, Xiao Feng glanced at Han Qianhui again.
The two looked at each other for two seconds, and Han Qianhui turned her head and said nothing.
Xiao Feng sighed, turned around and left.
"Xiao Feng!"
As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Han Qianhui.
"Be careful on the road and let me know when you get home."
Xiao Feng smiled: "Okay, call me if you need anything."
…
At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, the Wu League meeting continued.
It is now coming to an end. There are more than 100 members of the Twelve Branches, but now only about 20 are left.
These more than twenty people are all the best in the branch.
The third round will be held today, and when the fourth round of finals begins, Linghu Kong and the other four supervisors will also take the stage to compete.
Gongsun Liang stood on the ring with a smile.
"First of all, I would like to congratulate the heroes who entered the third round. You are all the pride of our Northern Martial Arts Alliance."
'Wow...'
There was a burst of warm applause from the audience, accompanied by gongs and drums.
"Now, let's have the first competition of the day."
"Longtan Martial Arts Association Lin Shundou versus Yunfeng Martial Arts Association Hong Xiuchuan."
Gongsun Liang shouted loudly, turned around and flew off the ring.
Lin Shundou stood up first. He was still limping, looking like a bird that hadn't woken up.
He was unkempt, his face was stained, and he was wearing tattered clothes, just like the homeless man on the street.
But now no one dares to underestimate him. In the first two rounds of the showdown, he won in an overwhelming manner, which can be said to have shocked the entire audience.
This time, he was uncharacteristically not limping onto the ring. Instead, he got a rope, threw it directly onto the ring, and then climbed up along the rope.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. What kind of cool operation is this?
If you don't walk up the steps and have to get a rope to climb up, are you fucking crazy?
Yang Liuqing smiled mockingly: "This Lin Shundou is really good at playing tricks."
"Don't let me meet him in the ring, or I will cripple his other leg."
Yan Nan was seriously injured by Lin Shun Dou, and she always remembers this grudge.
"Don't worry, you have a chance."
Yuan Yin patted her shoulder.
"Don't underestimate this rope, it's not that simple."
Xiao Feng crossed his arms and shook his head slightly.
"ah?"
Yang Liuqing was stunned for a moment: "Hall Master Xiao, what's not simple about this broken rope?"
"Just look at it, this rope is the key to dominating this competition."
Xiao Feng didn't say anything further, they just looked at each other and just waited to see what would happen.
Over at the Yunfeng Martial Arts Association, Hong Xiuchuan looked very excited and couldn't wait.
Today he was wearing a training suit, with a red rope tied on his head, and he was in excellent spirits.
Just as he was about to go on stage, Linghu Kong suddenly called him.
"Xiuchuan, wait a moment."
"Master, what's wrong?"
Hong Xiuchuan asked.
Linghu Kong frowned and had a gloomy face.
"Do you listen to Master?"
"Of course. Master, is there something wrong?"
Linghu Kong said sternly: "If you believe me, just admit defeat in this competition."
"What?"
Hong Xiuchuan was stunned: "Master, are you kidding?"
"Has Master ever made a joke to you?"
Linghu Kong had a straight face.
Hong Xiuchuan's expression froze: "Master, I finally made it to the third round, and you actually asked me to admit defeat? Why?"
"Xiuchuan, master will not harm you."
Linghu Kong sighed: "This Lin Shundou, how advanced his martial arts cultivation is, even a master can't see through it."
"Winning or losing doesn't matter. I'm worried that you will get injured and ruin your future as a warrior."
Hong Xiuchuan's face turned red and his temper became stubborn.
"Master, you look down on me."
"Am I going to lose to him? To a cripple?"
"I don't believe it. If I lose, I will quit the Martial Arts Association."
Linghu Kong was also anxious: "Why are you so stubborn? Are you desperate for your life?"
"Xiuchuan, listen to your master."
At this time, Duan Chenzong also spoke.
"If you can't beat Lin Shundou, you will be humiliating yourself in the ring. There is no shame in surrendering voluntarily."
Hong Xiuchuan was so angry that he almost went crazy. Why doesn't anyone think highly of me? Am I that bad?
"Hey! Do you want to fight again?"
"If you don't dare to fight, just admit defeat. What's the point of grinding?"
Other members of the Budokai shouted.
Lin Shundou has been standing on the ring for a long time, but there is still no movement here.
"Master, President."
"You two don't have to say anything, I will never admit defeat."
After saying a word, Hong Xiuchuan flew onto the ring without even looking back.
"Why…"
Lin Shundou yawned without looking at him.
Hong Xiuchuan gritted his teeth: "Lin, if you haven't woken up yet, please take the initiative to get out of the ring, so that I don't have to kick you off."
"oh?"
Lin Shundou opened one eye and laughed coldly.
"You brat, how dare you say anything?"
"Based on your subpar kung fu, I don't even bother to play with you."
"Get out of here, don't ask for trouble."
Hong Xiuchuan's eyelids twitched and he clenched his fists suddenly.
"Lin, you are too arrogant. I will let you taste the power of Hong Fist."
He yelled and activated his energy, stamped his foot on the ground, and was ejected directly.
"Take the call and let the two dragons go to sea."
He was extremely fast and hit the opponent's chest directly with both fists.
Lin Shundou smiled evilly, and when Hong Xiuchuan came to kill him, he took a step back and easily defused it.
"What?"
Hong Xiuchuan was stunned and attacked again.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
His body spun around in mid-air, and his back fist went straight to the opponent's head.
‘Crack!’
Suddenly, Lin Shundou grabbed his wrist and used his strength to throw him back.
With a bang, Hong Xiuchuan fell face down on the ring, his mouth full of blood on the spot.
He hurriedly turned over and stood up again, looking a little panicked.
The entire venue was quiet. Even though Hong Xiuchuan was fighting fiercely, he was obviously at a disadvantage.
Lin Shundou put one hand behind his back and shook his head slightly.
"It's terrible, it's terrible."
"A mere warrior at the peak of the Yellow Realm is not worthy of being my opponent."
"Hong Xiuchuan, I'm giving you one last chance, get off the ring."