Seeing Fan Ming's worried look, Fan Xiaoer guessed that the ring match on Senior Sister's side might have made waves. \\Provide the latest hand fight in this chapter\\As expected, the second senior brother hurried over, it was precisely because Fan Yuqing was beaten by Huo Sichen of the Jingwu Sect and retreated, the situation was quite bad, Fan Zhong had no choice but to send Fan Ming to invite the master of the door to supervise the battle, after all, Fan Yuqing represents the Holy Hand Gate, which is related to the honor and disgrace of a door, if there are three long and two short, as the master's Fan Zhong, how to explain to the doorman? Is that responsibility something that any faithful person can bear?

Everyone suppressed the joy of Fan Xiaorong's victory just now, and rushed to the senior sister's side with Fan Ren non-stop. As soon as Fan Xiaoer arrived, he saw the disciples of the Holy Hand Sect all looking anxious, especially the senior brother, his hands clenched into fists, his face was pale, and he stared at the ring intently. Following Fan Tian's gaze, Fan Xiaoer first saw that the corners of Fan Yuqing's mouth were bleeding, her breath was weak, and she was obviously hit by a stern collision, and then she looked at Huo Sichen, who was in his early twenties, with a dignified appearance, his face was not red and his heart was not beating at the moment, and he looked at ease.

The two stared at each other, motionless, but in terms of momentum, Fan Yuqing was obviously slightly inferior to Huo Sichen, it seemed that the battle of Jingwumen was inevitable, but Huo Sichen was not in a hurry, in the long run, I am afraid that Fan Yuqing would not be able to support it for long, because her body was declining sharply. Fan Xiaoer saw the situation on the field clearly, and it was inevitable that he would be worried.

"The Holy Hand Sect is as good at melee combat as my Jingwu Sect, but unfortunately your Eighteen Touches of the Holy Hand have not yet reached the point of being as pure as fire, how can you resist my Huo Family Fist?" Huo Sichen said coldly.

"Jingwumen really lives up to its reputation, and the Huo family's boxing method is even more fine, combining rigidity and softness, and Yuqing is admired." Fan Yuqing said lightly: "However, the formation of the Huo Family Fist of the Jingwu Sect is only a few decades, how can it be compared to the thousands of years of martial arts heritage of my Holy Hand Sect?" Yuqing is not good at learning and art, and it is insulting to the teacher's teaching, but if you want to beat me, I'm afraid you have to work hard. ”

"Oh? Then I, Huo Sichen, will ask for a few more tricks, hoping not to disappoint me too much. After Huo Sichen finished speaking, he stepped forward, the movements in his hands were dazzling, and he attacked Fan Yuqing directly.

"Yuqing be careful, this is the Huo family's Lost Trace Fist!" Seeing that Huo Sichen was fierce, Fan Ren couldn't help but remind.

Fan Yuqing heard the reminder of the head of the family, and couldn't help but feel nervous, and when she turned over, she disappeared. Huo Sichen was stunned for a moment, he hadn't heard of the Holy Hand Gate stunt Immortal Jump, but he didn't expect that this Fan Yuqing would be so flexibly applied under his inevitable blow, the body method was light and natural, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye, Huo Sichen hurriedly raised his guard to prevent Fan Yuqing's sneak attack. ~~ (hand-hitting)~~

In fact, Fan Yuqing did not leave the place, she just hid her figure, and when she appeared and stood in front of Huo Sichen again, it just made the highly vigilant Huo Sichen unguarded, because he imagined that Fan Yuqing would sneak attack him in all directions, but he only ignored the place where she was standing. Fan Yuqing seized the opportunity, how could she let it go lightly, I saw her roll up a palm, and slapped it towards the stunned Huo Sichen, Huo Sichen hurriedly took the palm, although it was hard to open, and the shape was long and short, but it was still hit by Fan Yuqing's long-standing palm and retreated, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"Well, this Huo Sichen is worthy of being the descendant of the first generation of grandmaster Huo Yuanjia, and his foundation is indeed solid, otherwise he would not have suffered such a slight injury if he was slapped by Yuqing in this hurry?" Fan Ren exclaimed.

"Master, this Huo family fist has both offense and defense, and it is quite stylish, but Xiao Rong can't see its mystery...... Fan Xiaorong said.

"Huo Jiaquan's moves are for practical purposes, and when fighting, pay attention to keeping oneself, not biased or slanted; Break the opponent, step on the middle door, hit hard and open, and go straight. So as to achieve the most direct, fastest, most trouble-free, and more varied effect. Each move is simple, convenient, fast, and extremely practical, and its effect is different when it changes slightly. When fighting, the purpose is to approach the opponent for the purpose of not fighting, seeing the move, three sets of combos, eight sections of the same use, the move can be real or virtual, there is no trick, very powerful. Among them, the hand fist itself is the usage, eight actions in a trip, each action is a trick, eight eight sixty-four tricks, one to eight movements are used in a row, and the fist is used when it is far away, and the body is three sets of consecutive strikes, eight sections are used together, and the body is squeezed. The lower leg method is mostly dark legs, extremely hidden, the step is steady, the foot is rooted, the middle plate is beaten, and the changes in the upper plate are more abundant, thus forming the unique technical characteristics of Huojiaquan. Fan Ren introduced: "It is precisely because of the endless changes in the Huo family's fist that Huo Sichen withstood the sharp blow that your senior sister just now. ”

"In that case, isn't Senior Sister without a chance of winning?" Fan Xiaorong said worriedly.

Fan Ren didn't answer, but Fan Zhong, who was standing on the side, said: "In this battle, I'm afraid that Yuqing is more auspicious than lucky, although she has just succeeded in the sneak attack, but she has not caused serious damage to Huo Sichen, if you want to repeat the old trick, I am afraid it will be even more difficult." ”

"I think Senior Sister still has a chance, but it's just ......," Fan Xiaoer said in a low voice.

Everyone looked at him, even Fan Tian looked up with anticipation, Fan Xiaoer smiled slightly, but a little desolate: "Head-on confrontation, although the senior sister is not sure to win, but there is half a chance to use the immortal jump sneak attack, since the senior sister can succeed once, it is possible to sneak attack the second time, if the senior sister is desperate, before she appears, she will go all out to hit the eighteen touches of the holy hand, then it is not impossible to be seriously injured or win, but the two major stunts are used at the same time, and the consumption of its skills is very large, I'm afraid that Senior Sister will not be able to bear ......"

"What do you think?" Fan Ren looked at Fan Zhong and asked.

"Although the result is unpredictable, but if you don't fight, you don't even have a chance, as a disciple of the Holy Hand Sect, how can you be restrained, so I agree with Xiao Er's opinion." Fan Zhong was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"No, Senior Sister's body is declining sharply now, if you make any more desperate bets, the price you will pay will be very heavy, I don't agree." Fan Xiaorong shook his head and yelled at Fan Tian: "Senior brother, you also say something to persuade Master and Uncle." ”

Fan Tian's face was pale, the corners of his mouth trembled, but he never said a word.

Lan Yu approached Xiao Rong passionately, supported her, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Xiao Rong, you have to believe your husband, since he can give such a proposal, there must be his reasons, I believe that my husband will not harm the senior sister." ”

Fan Xiaorong secretly looked at Fan Xiaoer, and saw that his face was gloomy, knowing that there was no way for him to come up with this idea, he couldn't watch the senior sister being humiliated and defeated in the ring. Fan Xiaorong sighed secretly, closed his lips, and silently shed tears.

"Since this is the case, the junior brother will send a message to Yuqing, telling her to follow Xiao Er's method and give it a go." Fan Ren's face was solemn and said: "Sue sù Yuqing, my Holy Hand Sect people, even if I want to lose, I will be defeated vigorously......"

As soon as the disciples of the Holy Hand Sect heard the words of the sect master, they lowered their heads one after another, the two stunts are used together, it's not impossible, but it's a kung fu that can only be performed after decades of cultivation, such as Fan Ren and Fan Zhong can be performed lightly, of course, Fan Xiaorong has greatly increased his skills since he merged with Fengying, and he can also be used freely, and the younger generation such as Fan Yuqing, no one has tried it since now, not because they don't want to, but since they were young, they were warned not to use it lightly, because the foundation is not strong, and the combination of the two skills means that they are not able to measure their strength and bring about their own destruction.

After receiving the secret instructions from Master Fan Zhong, Fan Yuqing did not have a trace of complaint and cowardice, but smiled resolutely at the senior brothers and sisters in the audience. This smile can be described as charming; This smile can be described as heart-wrenching; This laugh can be described as seeing death as home; This smile brought tears to my eyes.

The disciples of the Holy Hand Sect held hands, held their breath, and stared at the ring with tears in their eyes, only to see Fan Yuqing retract her smile, look at Huo Sichen coldly, and say word by word: "You are very strong, but this is not your stage." ”

Although Huo Sichen felt the determination in Fan Yuqing's eyes, he was a master of art and bold, and he scoffed at Fan Yuqing's words and was indifferent, in his opinion, the Holy Hand Gate was nothing more than that, what eighteen touches, what immortals jumped, but he relied on sneak attacks to make fraud hurt himself a little, hum, thousands of years of martial arts hidden sect is not very clever.

Huo Sichen's contempt was immediately rewarded, in the moment of his complacency, Fan Yuqing suddenly disappeared, Huo Sichen thought that she wanted to repeat the old trick again, so he paid close attention to the movements in all directions, but the surrounding wind was calm, there was nothing abnormal, and he was puzzled by something, suddenly the air on the left side moved, his reaction was not unpleasant, and a hook hand smashed there, however, what he didn't expect was that this punch actually missed, and at the moment when he was stunned, a cool breeze hit his heart, and before he could turn around, A hand was already attached to his vest, and the secret energy poured directly into his body, and then his five organs were churning, his blood and qi were surging, and with one mouth, Huo Sichen threw out a mouthful of hot blood, and his body was shaky.

"You ......" Huo Sichen turned his head, but he didn't see Fan Yuqing's figure, only one hand was exposed, firmly attached to himself, which made him shocked and unbelievable.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, they never thought that Fan Yuqing would end the battle like a ghost, and the disciples of the Holy Hand Sect did not expect that the senior sister would win in such a way, just when people felt that the overall situation had been decided, suddenly, Huo Sichen gathered the last trace of strength, and secretly turned over and kicked out a dark leg, which really smashed on Fan Yuqing's body hidden behind him, and he himself fell backwards with a smile, muttering in his mouth: "You...... Very good......"

After shaking twice, Fan Yuqing showed her figure, but she was no longer able to withdraw the palm that attacked Huo Sichen, she was trembling, her whole body was trembling, but she was still standing, yes, she was still standing, her seven orifices were bleeding, but she was laughing, laughing without a trace of color.

"Senior Sister ......" The audience was in a panic, and crying broke out......

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