Chapter Forty-Eight: One Step on the Stage

In an instant, the rich and famous ladies on the audience were shocked by this traditional martial arts ceremony.

All that remained in the air was the quiet breathing and the whirring of the night wind through the bamboo forest.

Although Jin Xin has a bloated appearance and even a little raunchy, he is also a mid-stage master of internal strength that is unique in ten thousand.

Xu Chu naturally doesn't need to say it anymore, he has been practicing hard all the year round, his figure is slender and burly, his face is solemn, and his master's temperament naturally exudes.

Feng Linhai stood at the sidelines, watching Chen Guo suddenly speak: "I don't know what means you used to deceive the Dong family. ”

"But if you can hide from the first day of junior high school, you can't hide from the fifteenth, offend me Feng Linhai, I want to make it difficult for you to move an inch in Jincheng!"

When everyone in the Dong family came to Feng Linhai to release such ridiculous words, they didn't know how to take it for a while.

Looking at Chen Guo again, he didn't say a word, just stared at Feng Sihai who looked calm on the other side.

Feng Linhai hated him so much that he completely ignored him?

Suddenly, Jin Xin took the lead in starting!

Phew!

Although his body is bloated, his speed is extremely fast.

I saw him kick his back foot, rub his front foot, his legs were like holding the moon and opening a bow, and his body swept up, driving his body like an arrow from the string to approach Xu Chu in an instant.

The arrow stepped out of the punch, one step away from Xu Chu, and smashed the right fist into Xu Chu's chest.

Xu Chu's face was solemn.

"Smack!"

His hands were still holding the moon, and his arms drove the air to make a crisp sound.

Ye Zhifan stood under the stage, his face was slightly tense, and he couldn't help but say:

"Ten Waves", the sea!"

Feng Sihai saw that Xu Chugang was together, and asserted: "Jin Xin has been defeated." ”

Bai Ao and the other Bai family cores were slightly stunned.

Bai Jingqi blurted out: "So fast?!"

As if to confirm the assertion of the four seas.

Xu Chu came first, took Jin Xin's imposing punch into his arms, and then threw Jin Xin out like pouring water into a basin!

"Bang!"

Jin Xin, whose body weighed two hundred pounds, was hit in the chest with his right fist, making a muffled sound.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body retreated, shooting backwards faster than when he came.

"Smack. ”

He landed under the ring, his feet limped, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

The Feng family's father and son and other elites hurriedly stepped forward to check, and only then did people see that Jin Xin's chest was concave an inch inside, forming a trace of a fist print.

Li Li stared at Xu Chu on the stage, and couldn't help blurting out: "What a handsome boxing technique!"

At this time, everyone looked at Xu Chu and had a chill down their backs!

Xu Chu stared at the Feng family's father and son expressionlessly: "Who gave you the courage to provoke Teacher Chen?"

Feng Linhai's teeth were bleeding, his skills were not as good as others, and he had nothing to say.

But he didn't believe that Chen Guo could have this strength!

"Brother Xu, I admire your martial arts!"

"But he Chen Guo is a powerless Tulangzhong!"

Xu Chu looked at Feng Linhai, who looked like a mad demon, and shook his head slightly: "There is no cure." ”

... ...

Bai Ao glanced at Jin Xin and ignored it.

He turned around and solemnly bowed to Feng Sihai, "Brother Feng, I have to rely on you!"

"Hmm. ”

Feng Sihai exerted his strength on the spot, his hands were slightly open, his right leg was raised, his right leg was cushioned, and the whole person seemed to fly up in the air, and jumped into the boxing ring with a sweep of five meters.

"Bang!"

The three-inch-thick cedar board was sealed by the four seas, and when he stepped on it, it instantly sank by an inch.

"Boy, what kind of punch are you making?" Feng Sihai looked indifferent.

Just now in the audience, when he saw Xu Chu's starting hand, he concluded that Jin Xin had been defeated, because he saw that Xu Chu's punch was the top momentum boxing method.

Although the two of them are both in the middle of internal strength, Xu Chusheng is suppressed in boxing.

Xu Chu looked back at Chen Guo, and seeing that he didn't stop him, he said in a deep voice:

"Fist Method: Ten Heavy Waves!"

"Go down, I won't beat you. Feng Sihai looked at Xu Chu and suddenly spoke.

Xu Chu's face was entangled at first, and then he arched his hand at Feng Sihai and said, "Please advise!"

Ye Zhifan's old face was full of nervousness.

When Chen Guo heard this, he smiled slightly: "Xu Chu, not bad!"

Feng Sihai frowned, he ran away from home at the age of fifty-four and sixteen this year, traveled all over the country, regarded himself as a vulgar martial artist, learned boxing and practiced boxing on the coast, and broke the mirror with crane-shaped boxing eight years ago.

Seeing Xu Chu in front of him was like seeing his young self, so he loved talent and didn't want to hurt him.

But!

The dignity of innate warriors should not be humiliated.

His fists instantly pecked into a crane's beak, his arms were wrapped inward, and the spiral wind was blowing!

"Retreat!"

Xu Chu couldn't even use the starting hand, so he was shocked out of the field by the breath of Feng Sihai.

Ye Zhifan flashed his figure, caught Xu Chu steadily, and then hugged his fist at Chen Guo for instructions.

Chen Guo nodded slightly: "Go ahead." ”

Ye Zhifan breathed one step at a time, and the breath around his body reached its peak when he reached the ring.

Zhang Daojun is the most sensitive to changes in his breath, and at this moment, Ye Zhifan's breath is infinitely close to that of an innate martial artist.

Pity!

Zhang Daojun shook his head slightly, still a little close.

Feng Sihai quietly watched Ye Zhifan gather momentum to come to power, as a congenital martial artist, he could naturally see that Ye Zhifan's skills had not retreated since the last time.

But he was not afraid!

It's his confidence in his decades of ascetic-like thrashing of his body.

Even if you are infinitely close to the congenital, it is not congenital after all. ’

"Ye Zhifan, you are an old immortal, Feng Ye's subordinates are defeated, don't you want your dog face?" Bai Jingqi sneered at the duck.

Many people present witnessed the last time Ye Zhifan was defeated by Feng Sihai with one move, and they were also very optimistic about Ye Zhifan's behavior this time.

... ...

When he came to the field, Ye Zhifan stood solemnly, disdainful of the ridicule around him.

Feng Sihai also frowned when he heard the mockery around him.

Suddenly!

Feng Sihai's whole body was shaken, his chest and lungs moved, and he exhaled: "Shut up!"

"Bang bang bang!"

All the glass products around the ring were shattered!

The elites of Jincheng looked at the shattered glass and looked at each other.

"Is this still human?"

Li Li's face was solemn: "Innate martial artist, it's really terrifying!"

Seeing this, Bai Ao couldn't help but rejoice.

He looked at Dong Shifang and the others on the other side of the ring, Bai Ao stretched out two fingers and swayed in the air:

"Lao Dong, the world has changed. ”

"Do you know how much money I give Feng Ye?"

"Twenty points!"

Feng Linhai and his son are in the medical world, so they naturally know what the twenty points of the Bai family medicine store mean!

That's worth 400 million shares!

Even if you don't do anything in the bank, how many Bentley Mulsannes will you buy in a month?

"Wow!"

"it!"

"Twenty points of the Bai family's medicine store, this is more than four billion!"

"Bai Ye is really heroic!"

Besides, on the ring, Ye Zhifan accumulated strength for a long time and finally moved.

I saw that his arms were slightly arched, like an arch bridge on a horizontal river!

Ten waves: the first type, the sea!

Feng Sihai was like a huge crane at this time.

He pecked at his throat with one hand, but he didn't trigger it, and with the other hand, the crane pecked hard, straight into Ye Zhifan's right eyeball.

Crane-shaped fist, white crane bright wings!

"Drink!"

Ye Zhifan did not retreat but advanced, his arms were like waves agitating!

Ten Waves: Second Style: Pushing the Waves!

"It's good to come!" Feng Sihai said excitedly.

He turned his claws into fists!

The muscles beat, the joints crunch, and they are connected.

"Bang!"

One punch out!

Ye Zhifan flew out upside down like a broken kite.

The internal strength is complete Ye Zhifan, and he is defeated again!

Feng Sihai's momentum had reached its peak at this moment, and he exerted force on his legs and stepped onto the pillar.

One hand was behind him, and the other hand was pointing at Chen Guo.

"Come!"

Seeing this, Chen Guo smiled slightly.

The next moment!

He stepped out in one step, and this step was seven meters away.

Directly stepped out of the group, stepped past Feng Linhai and his son, and stepped into the boxing ring...