After Cui Ming loudly announced the start of the showdown, Luo Zhiqiu and Du Xingtao each stepped into the middle ring.

Luo Zhiqiu's face was indifferent, while Du Xingtao, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, seemed to be calm and relaxed.

"Senior brother, I have always hoped that there would be such a dignified duel between our brothers. It's a pity that the master is gone, otherwise, his old man will know who is more worthy of his efforts between us. ”

"You don't deserve to mention the master!" Luo Zhiqiu's voice was very indifferent.

"Haha! Senior brother, you're thinking too much about this, aren't you? Our brothers are their own masters, and we can't tell who is right or wrong, and the resentment in your heart is unreasonable. ”

Luo Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said angrily:

"Are you embarrassed to say that? If you don't want to go out for the Zhai family, you can naturally explain in advance that if you suddenly turn against the battle now, it is equivalent to forcing the Zhai family into a Jedi, and there is no time to find other martial artists. With a scheming like you, doing such a ruthless and unrighteous thing, what qualifications do you have to call me senior brother? ”

"Hmph, the Zhai family will kill itself if they do too much injustice. Even Miao Shao dares to offend, what future and future do they have? My brother is still obsessed, which makes me very disappointed. ”

"Shut up......"

"It's you who should shut up, Luo Zhiqiu! Do you really think I like to call you senior brother? Do you deserve it? From the very beginning, my talent was stronger than yours, and I learned everything faster than you, but because you started earlier than me, the master favored you, tell me, why is this? I just want to prove that in front of me, you Luo Zhiqiu are nothing! ”

"Well said. The guy who relies on the old and sells the old should die. Miao Songtao didn't care about anything at all, he directly opened his mouth to scold Luo Zhiqiu, and then continued to say loudly: "Mr. Du, if you talk nonsense with him and prove it to us, he is not qualified to be your senior brother!" ”

"Yes, kill this old immortal, kill him!"

"Hurry up, what's the there."

The people of the other major families can't wait for Du Xingtao to beat Luo Zhiqiu to death immediately, anyway, the Zhao family has collapsed, even if Du Xingtao acts on behalf of the Zhao family, he will not be able to compete for the port business in the end, so a free thug does not need to be used in vain.

"Senior brother, this is the last time I call you like this, Luo Zhiqiu, there should be an end between us, today, we will divide both victory and defeat, as well as life and death."

Du Xingtao's words were extremely resolute, and the next moment, his figure had suddenly moved forward, as fast as a shock.

In the same reality, around Luo Zhiqiu's body, there is a vast condensation of energy.

Just now, he was still an ordinary little old man, but at this moment, he was like a tiger waking up, unstoppable.

The two are brothers in the same sect, and their moves are extremely similar.

"Bang bang bang!"

Most people couldn't see the two of them clearly, and could only hear the sound of fists colliding with flesh.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and although Cui Ming and other ancient martial artists can clearly see the opponent between the two, they don't dare to determine who will win the final victory at this moment.

At least in terms of momentum and moves, the two are evenly divided.

Suddenly, Luo Zhiqiu suddenly burst into tears:

"Broken!"

The speed slowed down, and a flash of joy flashed in Du Xingtao's eyes, the duel between the ancient martial artists will not appear in three hundred rounds, because every time he makes a shot, he will go all out, and the consumption of the body is particularly large.

In this case, after a round of rapid attack, whoever can't keep up with the speed is very likely to be completely suppressed or even crushed by the opponent's counterattack.

"Die."

Du Xingtao followed and drank violently.

It can also be felt from the shouting of the two, perhaps, Luo Zhiqiu has not yet had the intention of killing, but Du Xingtao is eager to kill his former senior brother and current opponent with one move.

However, at the moment when Du Xingtao rushed to attack with all his might, Luo Zhiqiu suddenly made a wrong step at his feet.

The speed is not very fast, but it is just right, with the blessing of the pace, the shots have become slow and fast, Du Xingtao's face changed, and he chose to retreat in an instant.

"Bang!"

Even so, Du Xingtao's shoulder was hit by Luo Zhiqiu, not injured, but he had fallen into the disadvantage.

"The master is really eccentric, the cooperation between this footwork and boxing, he has never handed it over to me!"

Du Xingtao's face became very hideous.

"That's why I'm a senior brother, and in your eyes, the master prefers me. An ancient martial artist not only looks at his talent for learning martial arts, but also looks at his creativity. Ancient martial arts, you need to inherit, you also need innovation, your mind is not firm, and the heart is not tempered enough, the master is not optimistic that you will reach this level, now, you understand, right? ”

Seeing that Du Xingtao fell into the downwind, Wan Zihao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that your uncle, sure enough, is still your uncle, in front of Luo Zhiqiu, you Du Xingtao will always be a younger brother.

Du Xingtao's expression was very crazy.

"You don't have to tell me the truth here, the winner is not divided, and the loser is you, after all, you will die."

Du Xingtao, who was full of hideousness, rushed forward again and attacked with both fists.

Qiu Lao's move looked more and more slow, but with the cooperation of the pace, he was extremely calm, although Song Yun couldn't see it, but listening to the sound, he could vaguely perceive it.

This style of play is somewhat similar to Tai Chi's overcoming rigidity with softness.

The so-called three years of eight poles to kill people, ten years of Tai Chi just started, not with soft and resistantly moves, the most important thing is to see who applies.

Only an ancient martial artist with a background like Luo Zhiqiu can make a move at the most accurate time and make just the right move.

The right hand went up, and with the help of force, he separated Du Xingtao's heavy punch, followed by the left hand and swept out, turning his palm into a fist, hitting Du Xingtao's ribs.

With a muffled snort, Du Xingtao stepped back again.

Luo Zhiqiu's move became more and more calm, dodging forward, dialing, picking, hitting, and sweeping.

Although his mouth was hard, Du Xingtao was completely unable to parry, was hit one after another, and fell backwards.

"If you play well, your uncle will always be your uncle, senior brother, and you will always be your brother."

Zhai Shaolong was very excited and applauded loudly.

Ye Qianqian and Lin Xiaoya were also very happy, they couldn't wait for Luo Zhiqiu to be invincible, and it would be good for them to defeat the challenge of the other party's five families alone, so that Song Yun would not be in danger.

Zhai Sihai breathed a sigh of relief silently, he was very worried about Luo Zhiqiu's comfort, now that he has a clear upper hand, then this battle should not be a big problem.

However, what people didn't expect was that Luo Zhiqiu, who had already locked the other party's arm and swept his palm towards Du Xingtao's throat, suddenly changed his face.

"Bang!"

Du Xingtao took advantage of the situation to fight back, broke free from the restraints, and punched Luo Zhiqiu's chest, and his body retreated in response.

The whole situation took a sharp turn for the worse without any warning......