Chen Fusheng was still very composed, and it was not until my fist hit him in the face that he dodged slightly, kicked sideways, and slashed at me.

I buckled my waist and wanted to give him a leg hug not to fall. But as soon as he had this thought, Chen Fusheng's leg had quickly changed direction, and with a heavy movement on the ground, his right foot shook up, and while his flying body rotated, his other foot was like a flying eagle, kicking my head obliquely.

I was suddenly scared into a cold sweat, and I didn't have time to dodge, so I could only lower my head and dodge.

What I didn't expect was that Chen Fusheng's left foot did not retract quickly after being hit, but instead made a precise positioning above my head, and the ball of his right foot cooperated with a kicking movement, while his left foot slashed down like a machete.

I was hit in the shoulder and fell diagonally. A heart-piercing pain arose. My shoulder blades felt like they had been smashed by a butcher's machete.

But Chen Fusheng still didn't kill them all, but stopped his attack, and only after I had recovered a little strength did I start to attack.

Unexpectedly, his character is not good, but his martial arts are very good.

I waved my aching arms and wrestled with them. After a dozen rounds like this, I felt more and more difficult to attack and difficult to defend. Chen Fusheng's skills are too agile!

I tried to perform a chain of punches, a combination of virtual and real, and a disorderly combination. Unexpectedly, he really saved some leeway, forcing Chen Fusheng to reduce his offense and strengthen his defense.

The first taste of sweetness, of course, I took advantage of the victory to pursue, a large left hook flew past, Chen Fusheng led to dodge on his back. At the same time, my right fist went straight to Chen Fusheng's abdomen. Chen Fusheng obviously realized this and buckled his belly. The right fist only hit Chen Fusheng's coat and hit the cotton with one punch.

His dodge and defense were just right, as if he didn't want to waste any of his energy.

In the third punch, my left fist was already swinging smoothly, and a leading arm retracted action, turning into potential energy and swinging diagonally, hitting Chen Fusheng's temple.

But Chen Fusheng seemed to have expected it, and he easily dodged it on one side.

I struggled to launch an offensive like the wind, trying to take the initiative. Chen Fusheng is not in a hurry to defend flexibly, and every defense must be broken.

After a stalemate, my stamina had already begun to decline. If I continue to fight like this, when my physical strength is more than half consumed, then I will become a lamb to be slaughtered at will, and I will be at the disposal of Chen Fusheng.

So I can only rest on my laurels. The punch is mainly a virtual fist, supplemented by a real punch. Chen Fusheng seemed to see my thoughts, and began to launch a swift counterattack against me. This time, though, instead of using the mysterious 'snake fist', he switched to a brave and powerful combination with a slight 'Muay Thai' charm to attack.

I've fought a lot of Muay Thai champions, and if a Muay Thai champion or even a Muay Thai champion were to fight me, I wouldn't feel that pressured. Chen Fusheng's skills have reached the realm of supernatural skills, the speed and strength of his shots, and the flexibility of his body, make me think of my mentor Old Man Huang. It is estimated that only Old Man Huang can compare with him.

Seeing that I was getting more and more at a disadvantage, I was anxious.

The people watching the battle believe that they are not much more relaxed than me. Especially Sister Mei and Sun Yumin, they are secretly worried about my situation. So much so that Sister Mei finally couldn't control it anymore and shouted at me: "Steady, steady!

I secretly complained in my heart, thinking to myself that you don't understand, what are you commanding? The more you command, the more distracting my attention will be!

In a difficult time, I tried to fight back against Chen Fusheng's attack with a chain of legs. This method of substituting offense for defense was quite effective, forcing Chen Fusheng to be unable to get close. However, the chain leg is extremely wasteful and is not a long-term solution.

Sister Mei continued to shout: "The greater the range of his movements, the more false his movements." The less energetic."

I was stunned, thinking that Sister Mei was reminding me, but I really couldn't understand the real mystery of this. I've played against a lot of masters, but I've never seen or heard of this logic: the more you move, the less powerful you are.

This does not conform to the principle of mechanics at all! Even if it is a combination of virtual and real, at most it is equivalent in strength and strength, and it is impossible to be a big virtual fist or a small real fist. In that case, it is easy for the other party to find a flaw.

But at this juncture, I decided to give it a try!

So I actively adjusted my offensive and defensive strategies, and for Chen Fusheng's attack with a large range of movements, I appropriately made a hard connection or fought in four or two, and I tried to dodge the smaller the amplitude.

In this way, a miracle really occurred! Chen Fusheng hit the cotton with his fist many times, and the strength of the attack was greatly weakened. I was surprised that I continued to use this offensive and defensive strategy, but in a short period of time, I gradually recovered the passive situation and became evenly matched with Chen Fusheng.

But I can feel what kind of heat Chen Fusheng's skills have reached! A large number of weak punches and weak punches, and a small amount of heavy punches and real punches. If you are not an ordinary master, it is difficult to grasp the true meaning of it, and it is even more difficult to extend it into a tactic. It's like starting an excavator with the engine of a motorcycle, and starting a motorcycle with the engine of an excavator. It's hard.

It is gratifying that Sister Mei's reminder is like a spark that ignites my hope of victory and reverses the disadvantaged situation.

To be precise, before I met Chen Fusheng, my chain punches and chain feet had always been the magic weapon for victory, and most of the masters had already been defeated by me before they used the chain punches and kicks. Only a handful of the masters were able to hold up enough for me to use chain punches and chain legs.

Chen Fusheng, on the other hand, skillfully combined offense and defense almost seamlessly, making it difficult for me to perform no matter how brave my offense was, and no matter how meticulous my defense was, it would leak flaws.

At this moment, with a glimmer of life, I deduced the chain punch and the chain leg, but forced Chen Fusheng to retreat again and again, hitting three times in a row.

The more I fought, the more courageous I became, and Chen Fusheng showed a little hurry. But Chen Fusheng is Chen Fusheng after all, and after he was hit by my punches and kicks one after another, he quickly changed his tactics, squatted down a few inches, and lowered his defensive point slightly. His offense is no longer a combination of virtual and real, but blindly uses heavy punches and heavy feet, and begins to gradually counterattack.

It seems that he has decided to make a final fight with me at the cost of physical strength!

Just as we were in the most intense state of confrontation, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

My eyes immediately caught a glimpse of the movement outside, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

But Chen Fusheng was stunned, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

Li Shutian and Qiao Ling were really not jealous, they teamed up to control Chen Fusheng's other living forces, each holding a tip 77, escorting dozens of members in.

In this way, my sister Sun Yumin, Li Shutian, Qiao Ling, the five of us, through tacit cooperation, controlled most of the living forces of the Tianlong Headquarters. In fact, Li Quntao and Jin Biao are also actively arriving with a team of cronies.

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the general trend had gone, holding his head in his hands, full of emotion.

I said to Chen Fusheng: "Mr. Chen, can you still compare?" Maybe it was a pause, and the injuries in my body felt pain, especially in the calf, which was even more painful.

Chen Fusheng calmed down a little, raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "Than." Certainly better. Go ahead. ”

In his words, half of his confidence has been lost.

Seeing this, Sister Mei became even more anxious, and shouted at me: "Zhao Long, do you have to show off your strength again?

I said to Sister Mei, "Yes, we are victorious." But I'm not yet victorious. Today I want to settle the general account with Chen Fusheng, on behalf of everyone and myself. Don't you think that only the sound of fists and fists rubbing together is the most beautiful melody in the world?"

Sister Mei hurriedly said: "You are crazy, you are so stubborn." It's a waste of physical strength and time. ”

Qiao Ling, who already knew all the truth, said to Sister Mei: "Sister Mei, just follow Senior Brother." A martial artist doesn't want to miss any chance to compete in a duel. ”

Sister Mei didn't say anything, but reluctantly hugged her arms and watched the battle.

Chen Fusheng and I opened the frame one after another, looking at each other nervously. Actually, in the duel just now, we both suffered some injuries to each other. Chen Fusheng's skills have indeed reached the realm of supernatural mastery, and it is almost impossible for me to win in a short period of time.

But I've made up my mind that even if it's going to be a protracted battle, I'm willing to fight it to the end!

Chen Fusheng's battle seems to have decreased a lot. He assumed an offensive and defensive posture at will, and unexpectedly took the lead in attacking.

I responded positively and entered another difficult competition with Chen Fusheng.

There is still a stalemate. Although Chen Fusheng's fighting spirit has faded a lot, his offense and defense rarely show flaws. I continued to use chain punches and chain legs, actively trying to take the initiative. But it seems, it's not easy.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen rounds passed, and neither of us made any progress towards each other. What I didn't expect was that Chen Fusheng suddenly changed his tactics and unleashed his fist. His fist is very hot, and I believe it is on par with me. I use inches to control inches, and I also fight back with inch punches.

There is no sword and sword, but there is a real fight from the heart. This battle made both of us feel like we were imprisoned. Between offense and defense, no one can easily gain the upper hand.

But in fact, I still took advantage of the youth. Technically equal, physical strength has become the only measure of our strength. After dozens of rounds, I kept working at ease so that my physical strength was never exhausted. Although Chen Fusheng also has the same tactics, his physical exertion is getting bigger and bigger because of his age.

Our battle, after twenty minutes, Chen Fusheng was already a little overwhelmed. I spotted an open spot and hit Chen Fusheng in the lower abdomen with a beautiful downpercut. Originally, Chen Fusheng wanted to dodge this punch, but the amplitude of his belly buckle was too small, and he only dodged half of it. So my fist still dealt him a hard blow, forcing him to stagger back and cough a few times on his stomach.

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