The two of you go back and forth, and your fists smash on each other's bodies and keep making a "bang" sound. Zhao Hong secretly complained in his heart, the power of Wu Feng's fist was obvious to all in the entire martial arts, second only to Gan Lei. He has been beaten more than a dozen times so far, and although he pretends to be very relaxed, he is actually very struggling.

Zhao Hong wanted to overshadow Wu Feng in terms of momentum. cause their hearts to be disturbed, and then defeat the other party in one go.

Both of them were out of breath, Wu Feng's heart became more and more shocked, he felt that Zhao Hong, who had practiced Tai Chi, was almost like two people, as if he couldn't beat a tumbler at all. The fists that were punched out before used all their strength, and why did Zhao Hong still look bad and still smile? This Tai Chi is really so strong!

Thinking about it like this, my heart is really messed up. Zhao Hong seized the opportunity and stumbled suddenly, and Wu Feng fell to the ground. Zhao Hong even took the opportunity to quickly punch Wu Feng's chest with more than a dozen punches!

"Fall down!" Zhao Hong roared hoarsely.

Wu Feng was punched more than a dozen times in succession, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he rolled to the side, temporarily avoiding Zhao Hong's stormy attack.

Wu Feng was extremely anxious in his heart. originally thought that it would be a piece of cake to clean up Zhao Hong, and he also wanted to fight with Gan Lei after leveling him. Win more opportunities for Zhou Ming, now it seems that he is going to fold here?

It's a shame! He boasted about Haikou in front of Zhou Ming so confidently before, but now he is down here, let Zhao Hong beat him, what kind of face is there to be proud, how can he keep his promise and help Zhou Ming win the position of hall master!

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Wu Feng's mind. Although unwillingly. But it is indeed about to be defeated by Zhao Hong. Even if his body is very strong, where can he withstand Zhao Hong's continuous attack?

Zhao Hong saw Wu Feng's expression change, knowing that he couldn't last long, and he was even more in hot pursuit, wanting to knock down Wu Feng in one go according to the plan!

He rushed over like lightning, immersed in the martial arts hall for so long. Isn't it just for this day, to be able to knock out opponents one by one. Take the enviable position of the hall master!

"Drink!" Zhao Hong shouted, rushed over with infinite momentum, and a pair of fists struck Wu Feng's chest again!

One, two, three......

In the hall of the martial arts, everyone once again held their breath. They couldn't believe that Wu Feng, who seemed to never fall like a god, would be beaten up and had no power to fight back!

And the fallen Wu Feng is actually not without the strength to fight back at all, but his confidence has been defeated, thinking that he can't defeat Zhao Hong at all, and he doesn't have the confidence to fight back!

"Admit defeat or not, admit defeat or not!" Zhao Hong fights on the side. while howling hysterically.

"No......" Wu Feng squeezed out the word from his mouth. He thought he was going to lose, but he didn't want to give up!

"Then you will die!" Zhao Hong's eyes were red, and a pair of fists smashed on Wu Feng's chest like a rammer.

Zhou Ming's heart was shocked, he knew that Wu Feng was by no means more than this strength, and it took three hours of fighting with him that day to determine the winner, how could he fall to the ground under Zhao Hong's dozens of punches?

There is only one possibility, Wu Feng has no confidence! He felt that even if he stood up, he was not Zhao Hong's opponent!

Zhou Ming stood up, rushed to the audience and shouted: "Wu Feng, stand up, Zhao Hong won't last long!" ”

Zhao Hong looked at Zhou Ming angrily, disgusted with his many things, but his fist did not stop, and he still attacked violently.

Wu Feng shook his head with difficulty, as if telling Zhou Ming that it was impossible.

Zhou Ming was very sad in his heart, he knew that Wu Feng had already thought that he would definitely lose, but under such a mentality, he still didn't want to admit defeat, and would rather be beaten to the ground!

"Stand up and trust me!" Zhou Ming roared angrily: "You stand up and punch him ten times." If he doesn't fall after ten punches, I'm talking nonsense! ”

Zhao Hong was extremely nervous in his heart, he knew that with his current physical strength, he really couldn't withstand the ten punches that Wu Feng attacked with all his strength, for fear that he would really listen to Zhou Ming's words and stand up and attack quickly and intensively.

Wu Feng's mind was in a mess, and his chest was under continuous heavy blows, and he was on the verge of fainting.

"Did you see that? He's punching a lot faster! Zhou Ming roared: "He's afraid that you will stand up and fight back!" Because he knows that if you stand up, he's doomed! ”

Wu Feng's chaotic brain suddenly became ethereal because of this sentence, and he opened his eyes to see Zhao Hong who was swinging his fist above, and sure enough, there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

Could it be ...... Is he really scared for me to stand up? Wu Feng thought suspiciously.

And everyone in the martial hall looked at everything on the stage intently, and they also wondered if Wu Feng would stand up again!

On a row of sofa chairs in front of the stage, the hall masters were attracted by the battle situation, and they were also puzzled.

Zhuo Dan, who was originally not interested in fighting, also pinched Chu Tian's arm at this time, looking extremely nervous.

Chu Tian gently patted Zhuo Dan's hand and motioned for her to relax, but he couldn't calm down. The martial arts meeting has been going on until now, and it seems that it has only really begun!

The middle chatter breathed a little heavy, he thought that he had seen through everything a long time ago, and nothing would cause him to have strong emotional fluctuations, but at this moment, everything that happened on the stage made him unconsciously attracted to it.

Inexplicably, everyone seems to want Wu Feng to stand up!

Even if Wu Feng is not welcomed, even if many people don't like Wu Feng's arrogance, even if everyone hopes that Wu Feng can be defeated in the hands of Zhao Hong. But I don't know what's going on, at this moment, everyone hopes that Mang Han Wufeng can stand up again!

A lot of eyes stared at Wu Feng on the stage, who seemed to have no power to fight back.

At this moment, Wu Feng suddenly rolled to the side and stood up slowly.

Zhao Hong swung his fist into the air and looked at Wu Feng in surprise. What did this man do, he was beaten so many times by himself, and he was still standing up!

At this moment, everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, as if a long-unfulfilled wish had suddenly come true.

Zhuo Dan easily opened Chu Tian's arm, and there was a hint of a smile on Tan Tian's face. The atmosphere in the hall was not as serious and tense as it was just now, and some people began to talk to each other.

"Well done, Wu Feng!" Someone actually shouted hello for Wu Feng!

"Haha, this is my martial arts master!" Everyone in the hall was excited.

"Fuck, Wu Feng, you did a good job, Lao Tzu forgive you for your previous arrogance!"

"Who the fuck wants you to forgive?" Wu Feng suddenly roared at the audience: "Lao Tzu will clean you up one by one in the future!" At the same time, he shook his fist.

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed.

"Hehe...... "Wu Feng rubbed his chest, "Lao Zhao, your fist strength is a lot stronger than before, it seems that you broke a rib......"

Zhao Hong's eyes became gloomy, and he broke a rib...... As long as you push harder, you can knock him out again!

"Thank you, brother." Wu Feng looked back at Zhou Ming, who was still standing on the side.

"It's nothing wrong with me." Zhou Ming said with burning eyes: "The key is to depend on yourself!" ”

"Just look at it!" Wu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't take the attack just now seriously.

Zhuo Dan cocked his beautiful legs and said with a smile: "It seems that the next step will be more exciting." ”

"It's really exciting to be able to get you interested." Chu Tian also said.

On the stage, Zhao Hong made a starting pose of Tai Chi "Wild Horse Mane", "Next, let you see the essence of Tai Chi!" ”

"No matter how good things are, they are waste in your hands!" Wu Feng strode over, and did not start attacking in a hurry, but approached Zhao Hong's body first.

He knew that the blind attack would only be pushed away by Zhao Hong's "four or two thousand pounds" move. Zhao Hong was in a hurry and took the lead in attacking.

"Hey, hey." Wu Feng was not afraid, and took Zhao Hong's punch firmly, but he seized this gap and punched Zhao Hong on the chin with an uppercut.

Zhao Hong's whole person was knocked up and fell backwards.

However, Zhao Hong was not so fragile, and a carp stood up.

"How's that, is this punch comfortable?" Wu Feng walked over again and threw a powerful punch like the world.

Zhao Hong was still a little shaky and couldn't avoid the punch. This time, it was a chest wound, as if it was burning and uncomfortable, as if it was about to explode.

Zhao Hongqiang endured and did not fall, but took a few steps back.

Wu Feng was very proud, and stepped forward to attack again. Zhao Hong was on guard this time, and the two quickly became entangled together. One fights with his fierce strength, and the other skillfully uses the subtle moves in Taijiquan, which is difficult to solve for a while. Yafeng bird rowing.

"Sixth punch!" Wu Feng punched Zhao Hong on the lower abdomen.

Zhao Hong's face looked extremely painful, he completely lost the ease at the beginning, and his movements became slow, although he could hit Wu Feng a lot, but his strength was obviously insufficient.

The two of you come and go, Wu Feng's big opening and closing is staggering, but the subtlety of Zhao Hong's moves is breathtaking.

But Zhao Hong, who is a beginner in Taijiquan, is not an opponent after all. What's more, there is no kung fu that is completely flawless.

"Ninth punch!" Wu Feng roared angrily, and a powerful fist slammed into Zhao Hong's nose.

A feeling of dizziness quickly rushed to Zhao Hong's mind, and Zhao Hong knew that this was a harbinger of fainting.

Well, who makes himself inferior to others?

Zhao Hong didn't have too many regrets in his heart, and he was already very satisfied with being able to fight to this point. After all, at the age of forty, it is not easy to become a leader among so many young adults.

Slowly, slowly, Zhao Hong fell backwards.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He saw the hall masters and helpers in a row of sofa chairs in front of the stage. Of course, he knew that Tan Tian had high expectations for him, and he also hoped that he could become the master of the martial hall and become his right-hand man.

However, it still disappointed him......

Zhao Hong closed his eyes, took a heavy breath, and collapsed in the ring.