Gao Sheng saw Ximu Xiang’s 180-degree turn, and put away his contempt!
He could feel that Ximu Xiang was very strong.
An islander who teaches Chinese martial arts by himself and also teaches Chinese by himself must have strong perseverance.
People with great perseverance can often make a name for themselves and achieve success.
Gao Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Ximuxiang carefully.
"hehe!"
"One good sentence is for their own master!"
"Come on, let me see your strength!"
Gao Sheng grinned and said.
When it comes to fighting, he has never been afraid of anyone, except Gu Jingze.
Among the top ten wolf kings, each of them has their own strength, and they have their own winners and losses when they compete with each other.
If you have to rank high and low, the strength of high wins is at least in the top five.
The top ten wolf kings are all militants, and there is no reason to retreat when fighting.
"good!"
"See the trick!"
Ximuxiang let out a cold roar, and his feet stepped on the Nine Palaces and Bagua, his hands were clawed, and his momentum was like a rainbow, like a tiger going down the mountain.
"Tiger Fist?"
Seeing this, Gao Sheng muttered suspiciously, "I look good, don't you know if you are resistant to fighting?"
"drink!"
Gao Sheng dispels his moves when he sees a move. He doesn’t care about his tiger fist and crane fist. Anyway, he just does it.
They use modern fighting techniques and have known Chinese martial arts, but they do not practice martial arts.
Because Chinese martial arts were originally created to strengthen the body.
Later, it gradually developed into a battle and duel mode.
In the era of cold weapons, good martial arts are very popular.
It is very likely to be named marquis and generals.
Modern fighting techniques are more direct and violent than martial arts. Every move and every move is a killing skill.
No one knows who is stronger and weaker in martial arts or fighting skills.
But in terms of direct effect, fighting skills are naturally more violent.
The ancient Chinese people respected etiquette, and most martial arts focused on defeating the enemy and defeating others. It was rare to kill people with one move and one move.
Therefore, Gao Sheng guessed that Ximu Xiang's kung fu should not be vicious and ruthless.
Of course, it is not certain, maybe he learned some vicious moves.
"Bang!"
"Da da!"
Win and advance with high victory, use lightning-fast boxing to resolve Ximu Xiang's tiger fist.
Ximu Xiang's tiger fist is very powerful and skillful, but he is not someone else's encounter.
If he is an ordinary master, he may not be able to withstand his continuous attacks.
But the opponent is Gao Sheng, Gao Sheng means using powerful attacks to resist his attack.
The best defense is attack.
Gao Sheng knew very well that if he stepped back from the beginning and gave the other party a chance, it would be difficult to get the initiative.
The moves of Chinese martial arts emphasize continuous attacks, and each move is related to each other. The more moves are connected, the faster the results are, the better.
If all the moves are dismantled, it will be almost the same as the gangster's turtle punch, with no power at all.
Gao Sheng understood this and simply did not do any defense and attacked the moves in one go.
At first, Ximu Xiang could still deal with it, but he was still thinking that he would find an opportunity and would definitely defeat Gao Sheng with one blow.
But as time went by, Gao Sheng's attacks became faster and more dense, as violent as the floodwaters that were pulled out of the gate and released from floods, and continued to flow.
After Ximu Xiang barely took more than a dozen moves, he was unable to succeed and his move began to deform.
Gao Sheng seized the opportunity, grabbed the tiger's heart with a whirlwind leg, and directly knocked Ximuxiang out six or seven meters.
Ximu Xiang was beaten up and shook his head hard, with a few traces of blood coming out of the corner of his mouth, staring at Gao Sheng, and muttering constantly on his mouth.
"impossible!"
"Impossible!"
"How could I lose?"
"I can't lose!"
"I have practiced martial arts for more than 30 years, and it is impossible for me to lose!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
Blue-haired man Matsuki Ichiro and green-haired man Yoshiro hurried over to look at Sho Nishiki.
"Master?"
"Master, are you okay?"
"hateful!"
"I'll go kill him!"
Liu Xiajilang clenched his fists and stood up suddenly to fight Gao Sheng.
"Don't!"
"Help me up!"
Sho Nishimu stopped Liu Qijiro, "Are you not his opponent?"
"I'll do it!"
"Ahem!"
"But......"
Liu Xiajiro looked at Gao Sheng angrily, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ximu Xiang.
"Help me up!"
"Yes, Master!"
The two helped Ximu Xiang up and face Gao Sheng with murderous intent in their eyes.
Gao Sheng relaxed his fists, inserted his hands between his fingers and shook them left and right, moving his fingers.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The knuckles are clattering.
"Xi Muxiang, you lost!"
Gao Sheng spoke coldly with a sneer on his lips.
"fart!"
"I don't!"
Ximu Xiang was dissatisfied and stared at him and roared angrily.
"hehe!"
"It seems you are not convinced?"
"Then I'll beat you up!"
Gao Sheng let go of his hands, slowly clenched his fists, and rushed over with a quick step!