I said, "To be honest, you've surprised me. But you can't win me. Just as evil can never triumph over justice. ”

Chen Fusheng said with a smile: "Justice, evil? What is justice and what is evil? Right and wrong, good and evil cannot be judged in one sentence, it requires experience and the test of time. Well, since you agree, let's get started!"

I took two steps back slightly, took off my coat and moved my body twice, assuming a fighting stance: "Come on, Mr. Chen, are you ready?"

Chen Fusheng took a slight half step back with his right foot, put on a very casual fighting posture, and he looked at me with an almost soft but murderous look: "You can attack!"

I gritted my teeth and punched over.

In fact, I am not completely sure about this duel with Chen Fusheng. Chen Fusheng has always been unfathomable, and he does not show his face. In my memory, I only saw him show his skills twice.

The first time, after he was controlled by Li Shutian, he easily and flexibly defused the situation and turned against the guest, and the second time, it was at Okamura, he quickly controlled Matsui Masa, the master of Okamura, without using three punches and two kicks.

Although Chen Fusheng has not made too many moves, just a few actions in these two times are enough to judge that his skills have reached the realm of supernatural skills.

Therefore, I can't afford to slack off, and when I attack, I defend well as well.

Chen Fusheng stood in place strategically, and there was no sign of dodging at all. It wasn't until I approached that he leaned slightly to the side and used a leaning knee to strike at my 'plot' of trying to get down the plate quickly.

After a few rounds of circumference, I didn't dare to confront Chen Fusheng, so I could only be tight and loose, secretly looking for his weaknesses. And Chen Fusheng doesn't seem to have the intention of counterattacking, just blindly defending, calm and capable, and defending just right.

For such a true master, the use of deception is really not very clever. But other than that, I can't really think of any tricks to crack it. So I began to try the strategy of combining virtual and real, punching and kicking, real or virtual, taking the initiative to lead Chen Fusheng to expose his flaws, and then break it with one blow.

And Chen Fusheng, an old fox, is not on the trap at all. Even though it looked like he was playing tricks and dodging my false attacks, he immediately conjured up a strange defensive strategy to consolidate it, making it impossible for me to deliver real punches.

After several fruitless attacks in succession, I felt a little weak, so I lost no time in retreating and thinking of a way to break the enemy.

Chen Fusheng was still holding his hands very casually, half-clenched into fists. Of course, he could see how difficult it was for me to attack, and after a few rounds, he felt my strength and expected that it would be difficult for me to break down the close attack. He smiled incomprehensibly and said, "At your level, can you still be called the first in the blue ocean?"

I snorted coldly: "I never imagined myself to be the first, but as long as there are moves, there is a possibility of cracking." ”

Chen Fusheng said: "But you can't break my formation." ”

I frowned and said, "Don't get complacent too soon, you'll see the results!"

After that, I continued to gather my strength to attack. This time, I stopped a meter and a half opposite Chen Fusheng, punching as the vanguard and kicking as the main attack. Got up, flew his feet, and roared towards Chen Fusheng's head in one go.

Chen Fusheng still stood still, just calmly raised his arm to block my calf.

I felt a pain and numbness in my calf, as if I had been plotted by a sharp weapon, and the pain pierced my heart. I quickly retracted my legs, and as my feet touched the ground, I quickly shook my calf muscles.

Taking a step back, Chen Fusheng's hands changed into palms and began to take the initiative to attack me. The power is definitely no less than the legendary 'iron sand palm', the two palms are like two cobras, dexterous and changeable, and the arms are also like snake bodies, tumbling and unpredictable. I have rarely been exposed to similar kung fu, although I have had a fight with the masters of the 'Serpentine Boxing' sect before, but Chen Fusheng uses it is very different from Serpentine Boxing. That kind of changeable attack, that lightning fast devouring, I'm afraid that even a real cobra is not as fast as his action.

I was forced to retreat again and again by Chen Fusheng's palms, and there was no room for counterattack. This was something I didn't expect.

For a while, I became more and more passive and more and more difficult to deal with.

At the beginning, Chen Fusheng's 'snake fist' still had rules to follow, attacking with both fists on the left and right, and the offensive position was also gradual. But after forcing me into a predicament, Chen Fusheng's 'snake fist' suddenly changed his tactics, and his two-handed attack was no longer routine. And when I focused on shifting my mental strength to dodging his snake fist attacks, he skillfully combined with his legs, up and down, and the momentum was so great that I was caught off guard.

Almost in the space of two minutes, I had been hit twice in the abdomen and twice in the head by his snake punches. My abdomen is fine, I have hard qigong to protect my body, but it hurts faintly. There was a burning pain on his head, and it was estimated that he had been bruised.

Moreover, another one was caught off guard, my calf was kicked by Chen Fusheng, and I couldn't help bending my knee and almost stumbling to the ground. In the end, I barely straightened up with a kind of horseman's courage, and endured the severe pain in my calf, and I steadied myself, but my calf seemed to be stuck in a steel bar, and it was difficult to pull out of the ground.

Chen Fusheng didn't kill them all, smiled confidently, and took half a step back.

I was stunned for a moment, thinking to myself what was wrong with Chen Fusheng? Blindly retreating and appeasing and accommodating was not his Chen Fusheng's style of doing things.

I was accumulating my physical strength to prepare for another battle, and Sister Mei had already commanded everyone to get closer and surround Chen Fusheng in the center. Sister Mei anxiously persuaded me: "Zhao Long, don't fight anymore! If I continue to fight, how can I explain to Director You?"

I turned my head and said, "I'll take care of it myself." Sister Mei, today, I must share the winner with him. ”

Sister Mei asked rhetorically: "Is that necessary? We have already won, if you continue to entangle with him like this, it will be difficult to say whether the winner will be defeated!" She ignored my objection, waved her hand, and everyone continued to approach Chen Fusheng with guns.

I hurriedly scolded: "Give me a leg stop" I was in a hurry, and I actually coined a term to stop my legs. In Chinese, there is a saying of 'shut up' and 'stop your hand', but there is never a word that helps the legs. When everyone stopped and looked back, I begged Sister Mei: "Sister Mei, are you just watching me lose at his hands?"

Sister Mei complained: "If you continue to fight, you will not be defeated! You don't know Chen Fusheng, you are not his opponent at all!"

I said firmly, "Even if you don't have an opponent, you have to fight." It's better to lose than to be a coward. Sister Mei, you are not the director, nor are you my superior. Since you can't control me, you might as well support me. It's like you're watching a ring match, and everyone is in a circle and watching the game!"

Sister Mei smiled bitterly and said, "Zhao Long, I really admire your psychological quality! Why are you so ignorant?"

I said, "Now that everything is a foregone conclusion, I believe that the director's side has also launched an action at the same time, and our victory is a foregone conclusion." Are you unwilling to let me fulfill this little wish of mine?"

Sister Mei commanded my army: "Could it be that your wish is to be beaten to death by Chen Fusheng? Look at your face, it is full of injuries." He's not his opponent at all! I'll tell you, he used to be the king of sanda that no one surpassed, and he always hid his strength. Don't say it's you, even if the world champion comes, you may not be able to win him!"

When I think of the World Championship, I can't help but think of Kesef. The national guard who became a champion at the World Guard Exchange Conference by luck. I always thought that one day, I would beat him and regain the championship that belonged to me.

Perhaps, this day is in March of this year.

Thinking of Kesef, my fighting spirit was even more violent, and looking at Chen Fusheng who was strategizing in front of me, I gritted my teeth and prepared to launch the next round of attacks.

But Sister Mei was still staring at me and didn't want me to fight Chen Fusheng anymore. Maybe she was on the side of caring about me, but I was determined that she couldn't control me.

Sister Mei was helpless, so she could only call on everyone to watch the battle from the sidelines, and was ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

I saw that Sister Mei had calmed down the disturbance and was once again in a fighting state. To my surprise, Chen Fusheng has not taken advantage of the fire to rob, in the process of my continuous injuries just now, and in the process of talking to Sister Mei, he is fully capable of waiting for the opportunity to move and launch a crazy offensive against me. But he didn't.

It seems that his fighting style is not bad. Unlike some so-called masters, they will always try their best to put the pair to death, even if it is a foul, even if it is a sneak attack. On the battlefield, these opportunistic tactics can certainly be applied. The purpose of the battle is to defend yourself and kill your enemies. But in the arena, it's unethical. To a certain extent, Chen Fusheng is now a turtle in an urn, but he can still abide by the rules of competition, which is really admirable.

In some ways, he is still a principled person. Although he often plays cards out of the box.

Chen Fusheng clenched his arms, his face was very calm. His emotions recovered so quickly, the cold sweat on his face had already dried, and standing in front of me at the moment was a calm and calm master.

I wasted no time in asking, "What kind of fist was just now?"

Chen Fusheng shook his head slightly: "No." It's a dragon-shaped fist. Snakes, how can they have such power?"

I forced out a smile, but the wound on my cheek burst with a smile: "Dragon-shaped fist? ”

Chen Fusheng freed up one arm and waved it in the air: "Use all your strength." Your chain punches, chain legs, it's time to use them. It also gave me insight. ”

I was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Don't worry, I won't keep it." How dare I be sloppy with a master like you?"

Chen Fusheng said: "That's right!"

After a brief dialogue, we continued to oppose each other, and gradually became tense.

Chen Fusheng still didn't have the intention of taking the initiative to attack, I stepped on five compact steps, punched three volleys, and approached strongly, kicking off a new battle.

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