In fact, Ding Ning still hopes that Xiahou can let go of his hatred and turn his rivalry with Xiahou Weiyang into a jade silk.

Seeing that he was finally willing to use Xiahou Weiyang's martial arts inheritance, it also meant that he gradually let go of his hatred and became a friend and brother, and he was very happy about his change.

Chao Lu was arrogant, but he was extremely calm when he really got on the stage, and he was never in a hurry to make a move, with a glove and a full moon scimitar in the other, he kept circling around Xiahou, trying to find his flaws.

Xiahou Dama's golden sword stood with his halberd, Yue stopped in the abyss, and the demeanor of a great grandmaster was undoubtedly displayed, seemingly full of flaws, but there were traps everywhere, which made Chaolu a little impetuous.

Time passed minute by minute, the audience was anxious, and the two of them were not watchable at all when they circled, but they were reluctant to give up this rare master duel, so they could only wait patiently with wide eyes.

At a certain moment, Xia Hou suddenly moved, the halberd was like a dragon, as fast as lightning, and with an indomitable momentum, the tip of the halberd went straight to the throat and stabbed towards Lu's throat.

Chaolu is not a vain person, his heart was shocked, his body retreated sharply like the wind, and the full moon scimitar in his hand drew a wave-like arc of blades, collided with the halberd, and burst out a little spark.

Zheng Zheng Zheng ......

The halberd method used by Xiahou is a group killing technique for the battlefield, the long halberd is bulky, but the momentum is heavy, and the scope is extremely wide, suitable for medium and long-distance killing.

The scimitar used by Chaolu is suitable for close combat, and it is extremely difficult to resist the heavy weapon of Fang Tian's halberd, and he soon fell into a situation of being passively beaten, and he could only defend and not attack, and he was forced to retreat again and again, and could only support it hard, it seemed that the form was precarious, and the victory or defeat was only in an instant.

Everyone in the audience cheered loudly, believing that Xiahou would win, and shouted to kill him, kill him.

Even Ling Yun and the others thought that Xiahou had won, and they were all smiling, waiting for Xiahou to kill Chaolu with a halberd and win this battle.

Ding Ning frowned, and his heart rose to his throat, the situation on the field seemed to be one-sided, but it was not.

That Chaolu seemed to be struggling to the death, but his steps were scattered but not chaotic, and the lasso in his left hand never made a move, this must be his strategy of consuming Xiahou's physical strength and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

The attack distance of the heavy weapon is long, but because it is bulky and extremely consumes physical strength, Chaolu has made up his mind to wait for work, and is ready to fight a protracted battle to consume Xiahou's physical strength, even if Xiahou's physique is different from ordinary people after cultivating the hegemonic body, but if it continues for a long time, sooner or later it will be unbearable.

It's just that he believes in Xiahou, with Xiahou's rich combat experience, how could he not see through what he can see? But Xiahou's attack was always fierce, like a raging storm without interruption, so that Ding Ning couldn't figure out whether he was doing this intentionally, or if he was really carried away by the desire for victory.

You came and went on the stage, and the afterimage of your debut path was turned into a stalemate, which attracted the applause of the audience.

Although the battle between Wolf East and Wolf North was also very exciting, after all, the process was too fast, and the battle was solved with a crushing move, without the slightest ornamentation, where was the battle between Xiahou and Chaolu to meet their opponents and meet good talents.

Ding Ning's heart hung in his throat, ready to shoot at any time, although it was a life-and-death duel, he would never let Xiahou die in the ring like this, even if he braved the world's disapproval and fell into the infamy pointed out by Qianfu, he had to ensure Xiahou's life.

Because at this moment, Xiahou's momentum had begun to decline, and his physical strength had begun to decline, Fang Tian's offensive seemed to be fierce, but in fact, it was undetectably slow down.

Outsiders seem to be attacking so fiercely in their eyes, but Chaolu, as an opponent, empathizes with this subtle change, and suddenly feels happy in his heart, and he wants to seize the flaw and start counterattacking.

Unexpectedly, Xiahou suddenly retreated and stopped the battle, making Chaolu's ready-to-attack lose its target, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's boring, this halberd method is still not skilled enough, I feel that I don't have a fist!"

Xia Hou stretched out his hand and threw Fang Tian's halberd under the stage, the tail of the halberd was facing down steadily, and with a click, it pierced through the deck and stood on the ground.

Ding Ning's muscles began to relax, and his heart fell to the ground, and he also understood that Xiahou had only regarded Chaolu as a learning object before, and he was familiar with the halberd method that he had just learned, and now he began to move seriously.

Chaolu's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly and sneered: "You can't help me with weapons, now that you have little physical strength left, how long can you hold on? You still want to beat me with your bare hands? It's just a dream." ”

"NONO, YOU'RE WRONG, I REALLY DON'T HAVE MUCH STAMINA LEFT, AND I CAN'T LAST LONG. ”

A strange smile appeared on Xia Hou's face: "But if I want to defeat you, I only need to use one punch, why do I need to exhaust my physical strength." ”

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous, beat me with one punch? You're not daydreaming, are you?"

Chaolu laughed angrily and taunted loudly.

"It's funny, you can't win with a weapon, and it's ridiculous to defeat Lord Chaolu with one punch. ”

"I don't think he defeated the enemy with his fists, but blew them to death with his mouth. ”

"I thought Qingyun Security was all cattle, but I didn't expect there to be a more awesome, but this guy's bull is blown. ”

"Lord Chaolu, kill him, be arrogant, and you will blow nonsense. ”

"I'm going to see how he killed Chaolu with one punch, and if he can do it, I'll eat this bench leg raw. ”

......

The Seven Kings' Mansion suddenly discussed a lot, and all kinds of cynicism, contempt and ridicule flocked to it.

It made people fall into an eerie silence, although most people thought that Xia Hou was bragging, but the strong strength shown by Qingyun Security today made them feel deeply jealous, and they didn't dare to express their stance at will, lest they slap themselves in the face.

"Then let's show you what bull boxing is. ”

Xiahou said calmly, slowly raising his hand as if playing Tai Chi, and slowly punched out.

"Hahaha, so slow, is this doing tai chi?"

"It's ridiculous, is this a joke?

"Don't talk about Lord Chaolu, even if it's me, I can easily dodge this punch. ”

"Cow fist, sure enough, cow, I think it's a snail fist, right?"

......

The Seven Princes' Mansion burst into laughter, shouting loudly and mocking, and even the Seven Princes, who had been keeping a straight face, couldn't help laughing.

Although the others didn't want to slap themselves in the face, they couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook their heads when they looked at Xiahou's slow punch, and whispered in disappointment, it seems that they are too confident in Qingyun Security, such a punch can be avoided even by a child, let alone a great grandmaster powerhouse like Chaolu.

However, immediately after that, the smiles on everyone's faces froze, and the sound of ridicule became smaller and smaller, until the crows were silent and the needles could be heard.

It's not that they saw the extraordinaryness of Xiahou's punch, but the shocked expression on Chaolu's face made them realize that this punch didn't seem to be simple.

Ordinary people couldn't see it, but the martial artists who had advanced cultivation were clearly aware that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi seemed to fluctuate violently, and the surrounding air became viscous.

"The outcome has been decided, Xiahou has won!"

Ding Ning was like a god operator of an uncertain prophet, and said with a relaxed expression.

Some people didn't know why, but those who had cultivated the Hegemonic Body Decision all nodded again and again, agreeing with Ding Ning's inference.

Just kidding, they all have personal feelings about the power of the hegemonic duel, which is a fist method that goes against the sky and breaks the shackles of heaven and earth.

Their highest cultivation was the third fist, but they knew better than anyone how powerful this fist technique was that could instantly burst out the power of every cell in their body, let alone Xia Hou, who had already perfected the fourth fist.

Chao Lu was terrified, although he ridiculed Xiahou extremely much, but he did not relax any vigilance in his heart, after all, he knew very well that when he reached the realm of the great grandmaster, no one would brag nonsense in front of everyone, if he said that he couldn't do it, wouldn't it make the world laugh.

He has absolute self-confidence, even if Xiahou has a killer weapon, it is impossible to kill himself with one punch, so he always looks on coldly, wanting to take this punch openly.

He believed that as long as he could take the punch that Xiahou regarded as his hole card, there would be no more suspense about the outcome of the victory, and the five million promised by the Seventh Prince would be in hand, which made his heart feel hot, and thus lost the opportunity to stop Xiahou from punching.

With one punch, the heavens and the earth changed, and the terrifying Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi turned the nearby air extremely viscous, making him feel like a swamp, and even the movement of swinging a knife to resist was as slow as slow motion.

He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but the speed at which he opened his mouth to speak was as slow as the passage of time, but Xiahou's slow fist was as fast as a meteor in his eyes, constantly getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision......

Xia Hou seemed to be venting his accumulated anger, and he seemed to be unable to fully control his strength, this seemingly extremely slow but extremely fast punch hit Chaolu's forehead firmly.

Boom!

Chaolu's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and the red, white, and black flowed to the ground, and only a headless corpse was still standing in place, and it was only after half a day that it fell to the ground with a pop in the shocked eyes of the audience.

This punch, like the most brilliant fireworks, suddenly bloomed, releasing the most primitive, savage and violent mechanical beauty, even the disgusting headless corpse made people lose the desire to vomit and indulge in the style of that punch.

Xia Hou's body shook, his steps staggered, and he fell backwards, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

This punch is a cow, but a punch that bursts out with the strength of his whole body in an instant will also drain all the strength of his whole body at the same time, making him lose his strength, and even an eight-year-old child who is weak at this moment can easily kill him.

Therefore, this kind of boxing can only be used as a hole card in the desperate situation of death and rebirth, otherwise it can only be slaughtered by others.

This is the ring, there is the young master, there is Qingyun security, he doesn't need to leave any way back for himself, so he wants to use this punch, so he gave up any other way to kill Chaolu, just to verify how strong this punch can be.

The result made him very satisfied, it was really strong, if the powerhouse of the Divine Martial Realm didn't dodge, this punch would be enough to kill him.

An afterimage flashed like a ghost, and Xia Hou's trace had been lost in the ring, and when everyone looked in horror, they found that Xia Hou had appeared in the seat of Qingyun Security, sitting next to a young man wearing a peaked hat and sunglasses stuck in his face.

Xiahou's waist was still straight, and his pale face turned ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the person who had lost his strength before was not him but someone else.

Murong smiled at the boss with his mouth open, tilted his head and looked at his side with a dull gaze, people who didn't know thought he was looking at Xiahou, only a few people knew that he was looking at Ding Ning.