"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

Like Pu Yi, Yuan Kewen, Wu Hai, and Gerald, who often participate in literary salons, they don't know boxing, and can only applaud loudly like ordinary audiences.

And those who know martial arts are shocked and dumbfounded.

Huo Qingyun's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he thought in his heart: "If I appear, how many moves will it take to defeat this famous Yanqing boxing master?"

He thought about it, and always felt that if he wanted to take him down, it would take at least ten moves.

But Feng Zhou defeated the opponent lightly with just one move, and the gap during this period has reached this point.

"Awesome!

Han Fuyu shook his head and sighed: "I thought I would have to make a few moves anyway, but I didn't expect that just one move, it was still so lightly, out of expectation, unexpected!"

Only Ma San felt that he raised his eyebrows and laughed, and his heart was extremely happy.

After Feng Zhou defeated Zhao Yuke, he stood with his hands back on his hands, his face was indifferent, as if the punch just now was just a fly fly.

"One move! See? Professor Feng defeated the first master with one move!"

"This—how is this possible? Isn't it said that there are many famous martial artists in Jinmen, and there are many masters? Why is it so vulnerable?"

The rest of the audience was emotionally discussed, and they all felt eye-opening.

People who don't understand look at the excitement, but they only think that Feng Zhou's defeat of Zhao Yuke with one move is simply chic!

Those who understand, but they are all shocked and inexplicable, Zhao Yuke has been sitting in the Yinghua Martial Arts Hall for many years, and he is not a wasted person.

Many challengers can't get a single move in front of him.

But it is such a boxing master, a famous master of Jinmen, who was defeated in one move in the face of Feng Zhou!

How powerful is the boat?

The owners of the hall were in a commotion, and finally one person came out, who was about fifty or sixty years old with short hair and a horse coat, and held a large guillotine knife in his hand.

Feng Zhou knows that this knife is called the Bagua Chopping Knife, the blade is extremely wide, it can protect the body like a shield, it is suitable for both offense and defense, and the person who is good at it has strong legs and waist, and the lower plate is extremely stable.

This weapon is suitable for battlefield combat, and is not very suitable for solo combat.

But a person who is truly proficient, if he is in a wide place, can also use heavy pressure on people, just like the legend "The heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill does not work".

"This must be the owner of the Huatai Martial Arts Hall, Chen Sandao Zhao, Director Zhao, please make a move. ”

Feng Zhou said lightly.

"I'm holding a decapitation knife in my hand, please show your weapon. ”

Chen Sandao said solemnly.

"My pair of fists is enough to suppress all kinds of weapons, Director Zhao, please make a move. ”

Feng Zhou still stood with his hands in his hands, and did not take Chen Sandao in his eyes at all.

Chen Sandao snorted coldly and slowly raised the Bagua Slashing Knife.

He knew that the other party was skilled in martial arts with his bare hands, he could defeat the enemy with one move, and he used his fists and feet, but he was afraid that the end would be similar to Zhao Yuke, so he chose his proud weapon.

He held the knife in both hands, rushed forward quickly, and slashed towards the sealing boat, this move was like thunder, and his bearing was like a rainbow, showing the heavy momentum of Chen Sandao between his gestures.

Feng Zhou took a step back, avoiding the opponent's first knife, and then went around and slanted through, performed Bagua Swimming, turned to Chen Sandao's side, and punched Chen Sandao's blade.

With a bang, the blade of the knife shook wildly, Chen Sandao took a few steps back, his hands were numb, almost cracked, and he couldn't grasp the big knife in his hand.

Fortunately, he is also a practicing Baguazhang, and he has cultivated very deeply in the inner boxing, so he hurriedly took a deep breath, lifted his essence and spirit, grabbed the beheading knife with both hands, and stared at Feng Zhou with all his attention, and his heart was horrified.

"Why is this kid's strength so great? A punch on the knife, if the strength is greater, I am afraid that I will have to fly out. ”

Feng Zhou secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity.

He has a lot of combat experience, but his cultivation is not as good as that of the old fox.

However, he had now understood that if he added another point of strength to the punch he had just made, he could directly make Chen Sandao's mouth crack and directly lose his combat effectiveness.

After that, the opponent will definitely be very cautious and fight him with all his might, and if he doesn't confront him head-on, then it will be difficult to hit him next.

Sure enough, Chen Sandao had come back to his senses, bowed over, his steps were staggered, and he did not confront Feng Zhou head-on.

"Brother Chen did a good job!" Zheng Shan proudly patted the arm of the chair and praised loudly.

Several famous teachers also nodded yes.

One person said: "No matter how strong the sealing boat is, no matter how fast the body is, after all, it is limited to age, how can it be compared with Brother Chen, such a comparison, it will take half an hour, what's the matter?"

Hearing his words, all the curators, including Zou Rong, understood and smiled together.

Maybe compared to real kung fu, Chen Sandao can't compare to Feng Zhou.

But Chen Sandao relied on his experience, fought with all his might, and with the advantage of the slashing knife, he dragged on for half an hour, but he was afraid that he would not be able to walk if he sealed the boat.

"He is fighting like this, this is a drain on the physical strength of the junior brother. Ma San frowned.

"The enemy advances and I retreat, this old man has a deep understanding of the art of war. Han Fuyu nodded again and again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zhou suddenly jumped up, flew to Chen Sandao's back, and hit him with a punch.

Chen Sandao hurriedly turned around to block the knife, the one that had just withdrawn halfway, Feng Zhou's punch had already been withdrawn, he stepped into the gossip and swam around, turned to the left side of Chen Sandao, bent down and flew up, kicking the opponent's right leg.

Before the other party could return his hand, Feng Zhou turned around again, jumped behind the opponent, and punched again.

This series of actions, almost between lightning and flint, Feng Zhou changed three directions in a row, and attacked three times, all of which were to avoid the real and attack the false.

And Chen Sandao practiced Bagua Steps, which was originally the heaviest training, and he was holding a thick and wide decapitation knife in both hands, and his actions were not fast enough.

Feng Zhou's three vertical and horizontal strokes directly made Chen Sandao dizzy and lost his center of gravity. Feng Zhou showed no mercy, flew up with a kick, kicked directly at the decapitation knife, and then followed up with a punch and hit Chen Sandao on the arm heavily.

"Ahh

"Bang dang!"

With Chen Sandao's miserable throat, the gossip decapitation knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

And his hands were directly cracked, and blood flowed.

He was also knocked away by Feng Zhou's punch, and he also fell in front of the curators.

The rabbit rose and fell, almost instantaneously.

"So fast?"

"Is there a half-pillar of incense time?"

"I didn't expect this gossip decapitation knife to be so big that it was so vulnerable. ”

"This professor beat such a big guy with his bare hands, and it took such a short time?"

"Professor Feng's martial arts are really too high!"

"Sure enough, the palace martial arts hall is the real kung fu practice. ”

"It is said that there are nineteen martial arts halls in Jinmen, and each of them has a famous teacher, and I don't think this master is good!"

As this discussion spread, the faces of the owners of the nineteen martial arts halls turned white and dark.

They never expected that Feng Zhou's martial arts were a lot higher than them, whether it was strength, speed, or moves, they were all above them, and their experience against the enemy was not lagging behind.

Especially when they are all older, and Feng Zhou is less than twenty years old, how can people believe that the famous teachers of their martial arts hall have real kung fu?

"Use the long blade!" Zheng Shanao patted the armrest and turned his gaze to the two of them.

The main and deputy hall master of the Changfeng Martial Arts Pavilion, the twin brother of the long blade.

Erlang knife Liu Boyan, Guan Wang knife Liu Zhongqing.

The two nodded, each raising his weapon and striding forward.

Zheng Shan said arrogantly: "The long blade is far away, I see how he uses gossip to swim and walk......"

"Bell Boom ......"

The two weapons landed, and the two people flew back directly.

"This ......"

Zheng Shanao was dumbfounded again!

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