"You can actually see the secret method of our tiger clan's tiger demons, yes, very knowledgeable!"

The swarthy man laughed maniacally.

Master Yan's heart sank when he heard this, he thought that with his own kung fu, how could he support a few rounds, but he didn't expect to meet a master of secret methods as soon as he got on the field.

The Tiger tribe is a branch of the Evenki tribe, the people in this tribe are very scarce, living in the depths of the dense forest, and there are less than a hundred people in the whole tribe, but the people in this tribe, each of them is a master of combat, even a woman, can kill a beast with their bare hands.

Therefore, the people of the Tiger tribe are also known as the fighting nation, according to legend, they believe in the tiger god, the first patriarch of the tiger tribe inadvertently got the inheritance of the tiger god, and changed it to a secret method to this day, this secret method is called the tiger demon refining technique.

"It is said that if you want to obtain the inheritance of the Tiger Demon Refining Body, you must at least be a Dharma protector-level figure in the Tiger Clan, looking at your youth, you should be a little Dharma Protector, right?"

Master Yan asked with a frown. If it was a little protector, he might still have a chance to fight, so he asked this more than to comfort himself. It would be a shame to lose the first round!

The swarthy man took a step forward and said proudly: "In the first two years, I was indeed just a small protector, but just last month, I have defeated the great protector of our clan, and now I am the only great protector in the tiger clan, you can call me Hei Dag!"

"You turned out to be the Great Dharma Protector!" Master Yan changed color in shock.

"That's right, you kneel down and kowtow now, and then step down yourself, I can spare your life! Otherwise, Lord Tiger God will not stop without seeing blood!"

Master Yan was an old martial arts senior, and although he was afraid, he was still aroused by the anger in his heart by Hei Dage, and instantly regained his martial arts momentum.

"My generation of martial artists has never kowtowed to people and begged for mercy, today I will come to teach you the secret method of the Tiger Clan, do it!" Master Yan said coldly.

"Please!"

As soon as Hei Dage clenched his fists and bowed down, his body jumped out like a tiger pounced, and a punch soared into the sky, smashing directly at Master Yan.

His punch was like a black tiger digging out of the heart, extremely fierce, and it made a sound that tore through the air out of thin air.

Before the fist arrived, Master Yan felt a strong wind coming, blowing his face painfully.

This punch, Master Yan didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly dodged. only to find that Hei Dage suddenly retracted his fist, and with the help of the strength of his waist, his body suddenly changed, and at the same time, another punch smashed towards Master Yan's ribs.

Master Yan's face sank, and he hurriedly used his Tai Chi push hand, pushed it out with both hands, and spun around in the air with Hei Dage's ferocious punch.

This is the use of strength in Taijiquan to overcome rigidity with softness. Master Yan was trying to push Hedage out, and then take advantage of the victory to chase and catch Hedage off guard.

Unexpectedly, Hadag suddenly smiled fiercely, and the muscles in his right hand swelled again, as if a tiger was about to rush out.

Master Yan's face changed wildly, and he was about to get out and retreat, but Hei Dage had already thrown a punch, and this punch seemed to be smashing into Master Yan's chest with a thousand catties of great force.

Master Yan couldn't avoid it, so he could only put his hands on his chest and hurriedly block it. I only felt that my arms were numb, and Master Yan frantically retreated back more than a dozen steps.

"It's amazing!" Master Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and secretly said badly, this time he had met a real master of the secret method, and he was completely incapable of making a move with his own move.

Before he could catch his breath, Hadag pursued again, his fists phantom out, then his elbows, then his knees. This style of play is comparable to the ruthlessness of Muay Thai.

For a while, Master Yan lost the opportunity and could only be beaten passively and struggled to support. I hope that this Hadag can show a little flaw, and then find a chance to counterattack back.

The audience was shocked again and again, watching Master Yan, who was like a sect master just now, being pressed to the ground and beaten violently by a swarthy young man, without the power to fight back.

Seeing this, He Ming laughed at Zheng Tianlei and said, "I said Master Lei, this is the master you invited? Why don't you invite a young man, invite an old man, how can you bear it, hahaha......"

"The master I invited, but the great protector of the Tiger tribe, although he is young, he is a fierce man who can fight with people and bears with his bare hands, I advise you to admit defeat obediently, don't let that old man lose his life, Lei Ye, you say yes!"

He Ming made no secret of his ridicule.

Zheng Tianlei's face was pale, and he was silent. Several other bigwigs also frowned slightly, according to the black Dag's style of play, the warriors they invited to help were also in danger!

Those ordinary people in the audience were already as pale as earth, how could they have seen such a murderous style of play, and for a while, they didn't even dare to come out with an atmosphere.

Especially Brother Wang, Zhao Ziang's friend, he claims to be the boxing champion of the city boxing team, and he looks down on these wild ways of playing black boxing, but when he sees it today, he knows how ignorant he is, what a frog at the bottom of the well.

The two people on the stage, whether it was Master Yan who was beaten and beaten, or Hei Dage, who was as fierce as a tiger, their strength was far beyond his imagination.

He imagined that if he faced Heidag himself, even if it was just a move or a punch, he would not have a chance to resist or dodge, and for a while, he couldn't help but be frustrated.

Xiao Fan also frowned slightly on the side, if he continued to fight like this, Master Yan would inevitably be killed directly by Hei Dage.

Stage.

Master Yan was already miserable, this Hei Dag was simply too strong, he couldn't show any flaws, and he didn't breathe after beating him for so long.

And Master Yan is about to lose his hold.

"No more fighting!

Zheng Tianlei saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly yelled in the ring.