"Good! Yufei, since you said that he is powerful here, I want to haode to learn and see if he is qualified enough to guide everyone, hum! He Yunfeng snorted very unhappily.

In his opinion, Su Yufei's words just now were favoring Zhao Yang, which made him very unhappy. He didn't believe how powerful Zhao Yang could be.

As a person who has practiced martial arts since childhood, He Yunfeng knows very well that if Zhao Yang is really a master, his eyes and the momentum on his body will be very different from ordinary people, but how does Zhao Yang look casual and lazy, in He Yunfeng's eyes, Zhao Yang's whole body is full of flaws, and he is no different from an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts.

Moreover, in terms of physique, Zhao Yang also looks too thin, although he is one meter tall and in his early eights, he looks thin from top to bottom, and he has no flesh on his body, so he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner at all!

Hearing He Yunfeng's words, Su Yufei was a little annoyed, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but suddenly thought of something, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, he closed his mouth and did not make a sound.

That's fine. It's best if that guy can handle it. In this way, I can also take the opportunity to haode and observe that guy's kung fu. In addition, you can also borrow that guy's hand to give He Yunfeng a little hardship, so that he will always be idle and come to trouble me every day! ’

Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't say anything for a long time, He Yunfeng suddenly stepped forward and looked directly at Zhao Yang and said, "What, are you afraid?" Don't dare to fight? Hmph, I just said he can't do it. Looking at him, he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner. Really let an incompetent person like him guide everyone, isn't that a mistake? ”

Originally, Zhao Yang was too lazy to deal with this inexplicable guy, but when he heard this mockery, he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?" Zhao Yang's voice was slightly cold.

When He Yunfeng heard this, he was in high spirits and said, "Of course! If you have the guts, try it with me. Of course, if you don't have the guts and you're a bastard, then you don't have to talk about it......"

After He Yunfeng glanced at Zhao Yang, his gaze turned to Su Yufei's body. He was determined to let Su Yufei see that the guy she pulled over was just a 'waste' who was not even as good as a showmanship.

It's just that he didn't think deeply about why Su Yufei said frankly that Zhao Yang was even more powerful than her. You must know that Su Yufei is an extremely arrogant person in her bones, and if ordinary people want her to say the word 'suit', it is more difficult than ascending to the sky!

"Since you're begging for abuse yourself, then I can't help it." Zhao Yang shrugged his shoulders and looked casual, not taking that He Yunfeng as a scumbag in his eyes at all.

"So you agreed? In that case, let's get started! Do you need to change into a set of practice clothes, so you don't have to wait and say that I won't win! He Yunfeng glanced at the casual clothes on Zhao Yang's body and couldn't help but say.

"No need. There's no need to be so troublesome, it's just a matter of three or two seconds, and the time to change clothes can knock you down thirty or fifty times. Zhao Yang said lightly. 'Lying gun' for no reason, Zhao Yang is also a little unhappy with this guy, and he is naturally not polite to him at this time.

However, He Yunfeng was so angry by Zhao Yang's words that his lungs were about to explode. What kind of thing, dare to say that you can beat yourself down thirty or fifty times in the time you change your clothes? It's really bragging, isn't it?

"Good! I'm going to see how you knock me down in three or two seconds!" ”

He Yunfeng snorted with some anger and backlaughing. Then he said, "Don't blame me for not warning you in advance. I, He Yunfeng, have been practicing martial arts since I was six years old, and I have been practicing martial arts for 14 years now. The family tradition of martial arts is the 'Eight Extremes'. I advise you that it's best to admit defeat now, otherwise don't blame me for hurting you if you make a move! ”

"Hurt me? Heh~ If you really have that ability, you can try it. Zhao Yang sneered with a hint of mockery.

If it is for ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration for He Yunfeng to say this. The so-called 'Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world', this is not a joke. The prestige of 'Bajiquan' is really played, and the power is not trivial.

However, in Zhao Yang's place, it doesn't matter if you are 'Bajiquan' or 'Eighteen-Pole Boxing' or 'Twenty-Eight Extremes', they are all small scum. No matter how strong your fist is, you won't be able to reach the level of a 'cultivator'!

"Okay, since the two of you are going to compete, then you might as well give up the venue. You can also truly see the power of 'national arts'! Su Yufei not only didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, but couldn't wait.

The members of the surrounding martial arts associations all retreated when they heard this, giving up a wide enough space for He Yunfeng and Zhao Yang. They are also looking forward to seeing a showdown between real Chinese martial arts masters!

"Let's get started, don't waste your time here." Zhao Yang stood five or six steps away in front of He Yunfeng so casually, looking at him quietly.

"Good! Let's get started! He Yunfeng snorted, and then hugged his fist, "He Yunfeng, the family heirloom boxing method 'Baji Boxing'!" ”

"Zhao Yang, boxing, 'Tiger Descending Mountain'!" Zhao Yang said lightly. The self-report before the competition is also a tradition, which has the meaning of showing that the competition is above board.

"The tiger descends?"

He Yunfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, he had never heard of such a school of boxing, and he couldn't help but wonder if Zhao Yang was deliberately teasing him, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart. glared at Zhao Yang fiercely.

Su Yufei on the side also frowned, looking at Zhao Yang with a hint of doubt, she had also never heard of the existence of such a boxing technique.

However, she didn't think that Zhao Yang was lying, because she had seen Zhao Yang practicing boxing more than once, and the rolling fist roar that was faintly like a tiger roaring from Zhao Yang when he practiced boxing, as well as the fierce momentum that really seemed to be 'a tiger descending from the mountain', swallowing the world...... It's really appropriate to say that the fist is 'Tiger Descending Mountain Boxing'!

It's just that...... Is there really such a fist in this world? Where did he learn it, and how had he never heard of it?

A strong curiosity arose in Su Yufei's heart, curiosity about Zhao Yang's 'Tiger Descending Fist', curiosity about Zhao Yang, and curiosity about Zhao Yang's background!

"Perhaps, this technique of his is from some hidden school. After all, Huaxia has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is possible that some hidden martial arts schools that are not known to outsiders have been passed down. ”

Su Yufei could only think like this in his heart.

"Yufei, you come and shout 'start'. Lest I wait for me to make a sudden move, he will lose and be unconvinced! He Yunfeng said to Su Yufei.

"Good!" Su Yufei nodded, immediately walked to the middle line of the two, waved his hand, and shouted, "Begin!" ”