The reason why Du Yunqiang chose to come up to fight Nangong Yinglong is because he has his own private opinions. For many boxers, Cui Shanying is still young.

is only twenty years old, and he already has a faint grandmaster demeanor, given time, as long as this banner does not fall, whether it is in Xingyi Fist or in martial arts, he will have his own place.

The fiancée Sun Rui is the eldest lady of the Sun family, the background is enough, and the kung fu is not low! Even Sun Shengshi's old fox was willing to end with a draw, which can be seen.

Senior brother Yutou, although he only played three games, he won all three. Who is Nie Cheng? In the Liangguang Martial Arts, it cannot be said that he is the strongest, at least he is also one of the best young heroes. A Cui Shanying is not counted, but a fish head can be produced, it can only be said that the Cui family has real things.

Now it is Cui Shanying's apprentice who is down, he inquired, before he worshiped Cui Shanying as a teacher, there were few masters in the iron cloth shirt door, as for why he became Cui Shanying's apprentice, I am afraid that only the two parties in it can say clearly.

Fighting with Nangong Yinglong can be regarded as Du Yunqiang's complete person. Because no matter whether Du Yunqiang wins or loses, he will end up.

One consumes one, which is a loss for Cui Shanying's side, and it is also a advantage.

The people present, except for Du Yunqiang, no one knew that Cui Shanying was still injured!

"Please!"

Du Yunqiang stepped forward slowly, his eyes kept staring at Nangong Yinglong's eyes, and his hands were raised to protect his chest.

Nangong Yinglong stood there, luck to the whole body, this horizontal practice of kung fu is the foundation of his life, as for Xingyi Boxing, the time to learn from Cui Shanying is short, and things want to practice on the body, become their own things, it takes time!

Cui Shanying took his gaze back from the field, reached out to pick up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

Du Yunqiang's meaning, he understood.

To be honest, in the Liangguang Martial Arts, of all the characters, Du Yunqiang is one, Sun Shengshi is one, and Zheng Yunlong is also one.

There are thirteen Liangguang martial arts halls, and these thirteen can represent martial arts, but they can't represent Liangguang martial arts. The master is hidden in the world, perhaps, the real master, disdain to be famous in the world, there are such people, but not in the majority.

There are not many martial artists who are dedicated to penance and do not hang red dust.

After drinking tea, Cui Shanying closed his eyes, there were still external sounds in his ears, and the noisy world, no matter how quiet it was, would not be silent.

When you want to be quiet, it's not the world, it's yourself.

If there is no desire, it is strong, but who can be without desire!

When Cui Shanying opened his eyes again, Nangong Yinglong and Du Yunqiang were almost playing on the field.

Regardless of life and death, only seeking victory or defeat, Du Yunqiang can't help Nangong Yinglong, and Nangong Yinglong is not sure of winning. Du Yunqiang is old and has a lot of experience, but Nangong Yinglong is a person who has died once, and there are some things that others can't understand.

If you continue to fight, it will be time for a real fire.

Cui Shanying got up from the chair and said flatly: "Master Du, can you stop?" It's a tie! ”

Du Yunqiang sighed, arched his hand towards Nangong Yinglong, and said: "People are like iron towers, bones are like rigid, and they are all over the world to block people's walls, amazing, amazing!" ”

"Prize!" Nangong Yinglong replied with a straight face.

Only then did Du Yunqiang turn around and bow his hand towards Cui Shanying and smile bitterly: "Master Cui, you have accepted a good apprentice, with him, it is enough to block the thirteen lines." ”

Cui Shanying smiled, no words!

A Nangong Yinglong consumed Du Yunqiang, relatively speaking, how could it not be a Du Yunqiang who consumed Nangong Yinglong!

The last one, Cui Shanying played alone.

One is gone, and there are four left!

Sun Rui stood up from Cui Shanying, and the people stood up with him. She knew that Cui Shanying was injured and couldn't move, otherwise it would be difficult for the wound not to burst. Originally, Sun Rui's plan was for her to fight five, Nangong Yinglong and Yutou to fight three each, and finally give Cui Shanying one left, and it was enough to move her muscles and bones with hands-on activities.

Many times, there is a big gap between what I think in my heart and what I realize.

Sun Rui underestimated the thirteen martial arts companies in Liangguang and Guangzhou, and also underestimated the people of the world.

She wanted to stop Cui Shanying in her heart and not let Cui Shanying play, but Sun Rui also knew the pride in Cui Shanying's heart, and she couldn't stop it.

As a woman, she can only watch silently now, praying that the ending is not too bad!

Cui Shanying came on the field, rolled up his wrist sleeves, and stood there flatly, without Sun Rui's eyeballs, nor the momentum of a fish head, and not as domineering as Nangong Yinglong, just standing, not very conspicuous.

Compared with the fish head and the iron tower-like Nangong Yinglong, Cui Shanying is shorter.

"Southern Fist Martial Arts Hall Song Shaofeng!"

The middle-aged man who came up, the registration number! Very strong, but not fat, the temples are high and bulging, the eyes are hidden in the essence, the five fingers on the hands are with thick old glue, the thighs are very thick, standing there like an old tree taking root, and the lower plate is extremely stable.

Master!

Cui Shanying looked at the other party, smiled and slowly hugged his fists, and said flatly: "Xingyi Boxing, Cui Shanying, Master Song, please!" ”

"Please!"

The word fell, the fist came out, and a type of green dragon probed the claw, and went straight to Cui Shanying's chest, with momentum and blood surging, instantly covering Cui Shanying in it.

Cui Shanying can block, retreat, or hide, but no matter what, since people are coming, there must be a back-up move.

If he hadn't fought with Sun Dongliang before, Cui Shanying would neither retreat nor hide, but would have stepped forward to fight, similar to the current style of Yutou, straight and straight, no moves, no fights.

But now that the style of boxing has changed, Cui Shanying thinks more.

Small broken steps under the feet, swinging the front foot, and withdrawing the back foot, originally facing each other, now it has become side-facing, covering a small area, and the original position of one person has now become half.

The claws are windy, fast as electricity.

Song Shaofeng of the Nanquan Martial Arts Gym has been sitting among the thirteen curators, his statement is not obvious, and no one says much, but from this kung fu, Cui Shanying can conclude that his ability is not under Du Yunqiang, Sun Shengshi and others.

The claws probed out, Cui Shanying hidden, Song Shaofeng kept talking, his eyes widened, his wrist turned around, drew a small arc, and went straight to Cui Shanying's throat, and the other hand was retracted and hidden in the lower abdomen.

"Good!"

Cui Shanying walked back with his heels, turned to the side with his front feet, and walked away.

Song Shaofeng seemed to know that Cui Shanying would go, his feet were not loose, and the back hand hidden in his lower abdomen spit it out violently, wanting to take advantage of Cui Shanying's weakness and kill him.

"What a dragon and three probe claws, the claw skills in Master Song's hands, Jiangnan martial arts should be a masterpiece!"

Cui Shanying's face changed, and while his shoulders twisted and swung, his front foot touched the ground, as if adding a booster, and stepped back!

But it was still slow, and the other party grabbed Cui Shanying's shoulder with one claw, which did not hurt the flesh and skin, but scratched Cui Shanying's green robe.

Cui Shanying was surprised, Song Shaofeng was not the same, his killing move actually made people run away.

"Hehe, Master Cui has said it, my two vulgar kung fu songs, how can they be considered amazing!" Song Shaofeng shook his head with a smile.

Cui Shanying looked at each other, his hands were slowly raised, palms were facing up, the palms were superimposed, raised to his chest, staggered buckles and turned down, and at the same time the feet were slowly separated, and the palms moved at the same time.

It is the posture of Xingyi Fist, three-body pose!

Cui Shanying said flatly: "Master Song, be more careful, Shanying is working hard!" ”

"Even if I come, I just want to see how Master Cui's Xingyi Fist is different!" Song Shaofeng put away his smile and put his two claws in front of him.

The strength is from the ground, and if you want people to practice far, you can pedal harder than a horse. The back foot kicks the ground, and the person flies three feet, which is kung fu.

fell together, bent over, broke the waist, and pressed all the strength to the ground, just like a spring, the tighter the pressure, the higher the bounce.

Falling down and getting up again, borrowing the power of the earth to rebound.

Oh!

A tiger roar!

Song Shaofeng was shocked, he was within Cui Shanying's power cover, and his intuitive senses were the most impacted, Cui Shanying moved, as if he had turned into a tiger, and it seemed that the one who would come towards him again was not a person, it was completely a hungry tiger pounced.

The mental suppression even made Song Shaofeng not dare to raise his hand to block, and Cui Shanying was already close.

If you don't move, you will move, and you will move like a landslide.

Boom!

Cui Shanying arrived, palmed, a few meters away together in a zigzag step, came over the action in the blink of an eye, many people only saw a shadow, to Song Shaofeng, the foot stopped, the body stopped, the person seemed to brake the car violently.

Song Shaofeng's feet left the ground, and the person flew upside down.

Anyone who knows the industry knows that Cui Shanying's strength was given to Song Shaofeng, a tiger pounced, Song Shaofeng didn't stop it, and the person flew out more than ten meters before stopping!

When Cui Shanying straightened up, his brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly covered it up. Waiting for Song Shaofeng to get up from the ground, he arched his hand and said, "Master Song, concede!" ”

Song Shaofeng fell on his heels, and he was fine. Cui Shanying didn't want to hurt anyone, if he did, he wouldn't be able to get up.

"Awesome!" Song Shaofeng flew up and fell to the ground, and there was a reaction in his mind. Shaking his head and sighing: "Xingyi Quan is really good, I lost!" With that, he turned and walked towards his seat.

Cui Shanying beats people with his strength, Song Shaofeng can't be an enemy, he has kung fu in his hands, but his strength is not as strong as Cui Shanying, his skill is not enough, he can only be beaten!

Cui Shanying looked at Song Shaofeng's back, hugged his fists again and said, "Luck!" ”

"Good!"

"Awesome!"

"I'm grass, God!"

Jinlou resounded with bursts of applause, after fighting for so long, although everyone is very powerful, but when it comes to exciting, it is still the most exciting, it is a little incredible.

Cui Shanying stood on the field, waiting for the second person to come on the field, winning Song Shaofeng, and three more. I don't know if the remaining three people are as powerful as Song Shaofeng.

Time is running out, Cui Shanying knows that he can't stay on the field for a long time, the wound on his lower abdomen has collapsed, and blood will seep out after a long time.

The second person to play is also a curator, but his kung fu can only be regarded as average.

Cui Shanying made a close fist and 'nailed' him to the ground, and he didn't move for two minutes. When the other party could move, Cui Shanying hugged his fists and said indifferently: "Accept!" ”

Looking at the excitement upstairs, many people scratched their heads and couldn't figure out how Cui Shanying won.

The last two martial arts halls, in addition to the Hongwu martial arts hall, there is another one, and the director of the martial arts hall simply didn't move, and directly let the apprentice come on the field to play a soy sauce!