Wu Xiaofeng kept twitching when Wang Feng was talking. When he heard him say "There is no longer a name like Wu Family Fist in the martial arts world", he didn't know where the strength came from. Suddenly, he rolled on the ground twice, then climbed up with difficulty, staggered to Wang Feng, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a voice: "A man surnamed Wang, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated! I know You are here to avenge your brother. You can kill me, but you can't insult our Wu Family Fist! You are right, I am the last successor of our Wu Family Fist. You killed me today, not Wu Family Fist is not good, but I am not good at learning skills. A real Wu Family Fist is easier to deal with a rat like you than to kill an ant!”
Wu Xiaofeng knew that he could not escape death today. Even if he used the rules to survive from this stage, Wang Feng would never give up. He would definitely pursue him without any resistance and avenge his brother. So, he simply He made a statement to stimulate Wang Feng, wanting him to kill himself on the stage. In that case, his wife and children would not only get the appearance fee for these two games, but also receive a death penalty of one million yuan. .
At this time, the audience of the Hongfang had already seen that when Wu Xiaofeng stood up, his face was pale, his mouth was full of blood, his body was shaking, his eyes were scattered and unconscious. When he was talking to Wang Feng, his energy was obviously insufficient, and it was obviously at the end of his strength. It seems that Wang Feng can just stretch out a finger to knock him over.
Therefore, their faces were all disappointed and they could no longer cheer.
Zhang Yan was quite kind-hearted. Seeing Wu Xiaofeng's appearance on the stage, she sighed in disbelief, turned her head and stared at Ye Ming, who was staring at the stage without turning around and said, "Mr. Ye, I can't bear to look at it anymore. I originally placed my hope on Mr. Wu, but seeing how he is now, I would rather not have the two million, hoping that he would give up and step down and not fight again."
Ye Ming was looking at Wang Feng on the stage with all his attention at this time, seeing what he was going to do next, so he didn't hear what Zhang Yan said, and ignored her.
At this time, someone in the Blue Front camp took the lead, and suddenly shouted in unison: "Wang Feng, knock him down! Wang Feng, knock him down!"
Wang Feng stared at Wu Xiaofeng with his eyes. Amid the shouts of the Lanfang audience, a cruel and sinister smiled on his face. He suddenly raised his right leg high, aimed at Wu Xiaofeng and swept over.
When Wu Xiaofeng saw him lift his legs and kicked him, he crossed his palms, and used a move to "Boy worship Buddha" and barely took him two moves.
But immediately afterwards, Wang Feng began to exert force, crossing his legs and kicking him continuously, the speed getting faster and faster, and the kicking force became stronger and stronger.
Wu Xiaofeng supported himself on the left and right, dodged for a while, and resisted for a while, and no longer had the power to fight back.
After about a dozen rounds of fighting, Wang Feng suddenly roared and kicked Wu Xiaofeng out in a row, and kicked Wu Xiaofeng in the heart, knocking Wu Xiaofeng to the ground again.
At this time, Wang Feng had a violent attack and no longer cared about the rules of the competition. The moment Wu Xiaofeng fell to the ground, he rushed over without hesitation, kneeling on Wu Xiaofeng's chest with both knees, and only heard "clicks" two The sound broke Wu Xiaofeng's two ribs.
Seeing that the momentum was wrong, a referee rushed to the stage and wanted to pull Wang Feng away, but he punched him with a backhand, which made the referee bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he never dared to dissuade him again.
At the same time, Wang Feng waved his fist, aimed it at Wu Xiaofeng's face and chest, and then gritted his teeth and punched him down...
At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from the audience of Hongfang: "Stop!"
Then, a purple-red figure rose from the third row of the red audience, and in a movement exactly the same as the posture of Wu Xiaofeng on the stage at the beginning, spreading his arms and flying lightly off the ground, like a big roll. Like a bird, he rushed straight to the competition platform.
The moment it was about to land, the flying man suddenly closed his spreading arms, clenched his fists, and pointed them at Wang Feng's head who was trying to kill Wu Xiaofeng.
When Wang Feng flew in front of him, he felt the fierce wind and was shocked. When the man's double boxing came over in the air, he subconsciously leaned back and avoided the brilliance of the wind. Two fists. Then, he raised his hands and blocked the fists that had hit under his nose.
When the two people's fists touched, Wang Feng felt a numbness in his palm, and he almost couldn't resist it. He quickly rolled back and avoided the two punches that the person hit.
The person who flew onto the stage was Ye Ming.
Just after Wang Feng began to hit Wu Xiaofeng with his fist, who had no power to resist, Ye Ming knew that if he didn't take action, his senior brother would soon die at Wang Feng's hand.
Therefore, he no longer cared about other things, stood up and used the move to "step into the clouds in one step", first jumped over the two rows of spectators in front, and after landing, he put his toes on the ground, and his body rose into the air again, leaping away When he arrived at the competition stage, he used the "four-side sensation" and the "spiritual snake spitting out the letter" moves in the air to force Wang Feng to retreat.
After his body fell to the ground, he ignored Wang Feng, half knelt on the ground, and hugged the dying Wu Xiaofeng into his arms. While checking his injuries, he said with tears: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I should come on stage early. Save you! I didn't expect this guy to be so vicious. He still wanted to take your life after you fell to the ground! Don't worry, Wu Family Fist will not be extinct, I am the last successor of Wu Family Fist!"
Although Wu Xiaofeng was seriously injured, he was very clear-headed. When Wang Feng knelt on his chest just now, he had the idea of dying. All his mind was the voice, appearance and smile of his son and wife, and he no longer had the idea of survival. It's right.
But he never expected: at this moment, a man would descend out of thin air and repel Wang Feng. Moreover, this man also called himself the senior brother and said that he was the last successor of Wu Family Fist. He couldn't come back to his senses in an instant, and he thought he had arrived at the underworld and was having an illusory and absurd dream...
After a while of confusion, he tried hard to open his eyes, looked at Ye Ming's eyes full of concern, and asked in a weak voice: "Who are you? Why are you called me Senior Brother? Who is your master?"
Ye Ming choked and said, "Senior brother, my surname is Ye, and my name is Ye Ming. My mentor is Wu Qixiong. I am his closed disciple!"
When Wu Xiaofeng heard this, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at Ye Ming tightly, and asked in an incredible tone: "Are you my grandfather's apprentice? Where is my grandfather? Where is he? ”