The two defenses are entangled with each other, and they have exchanged hundreds of punches, but there is still no momentum to stop, but it is difficult to solve.

Hei Yan is more and more frightened, this seemingly thin black-haired man, but in fact, he contains infinite power in his body, and he is extremely fast, parrying his own tricks.

If this continues, he will be the first to run out of physical strength.

Quick!

Hei Yan's heart was horizontal, and he accelerated the speed of the stacked waves, and the fist shadow in the sky flickered, hitting Calais.

And Calais, who was immersed in the comprehension of stealing the teacher, felt the strength and changes of the other party at this moment, and was even more happy.

"White Boat Fist Method, Penetrating Style!" Seeing an opportunity, Hei Yan changed the number of paths, found a seemingly empty block in Calais, and punched out!

"Bang!" Despite the tricky angle, it was still blocked by Calais.

Ease!

But it's not over yet, the black face remains the same, and the penetrating and stacking waves alternate with each other, bombarding Calais frantically.

There must be a mistake in one hundred secrets!

Hei Yan believes that no one can achieve perfect defense, and under the alternation of Bai Zhou's boxing style, there will inevitably be flaws.

But the overlapping of the two styles consumes more physical strength, and the black face is gambling!

The more powerful the attack, the more wonderful it is for Calais, accelerating his perception and analysis of boxing.

But Calais felt that it was far from enough, and after parrying for a while, he sold Hei Yan a flaw.

And Heiyan naturally won't let it go!

"White Boat Fist Method, Break the Army!" Suddenly change the fist path, this style is more fierce, far more than the penetrating style!

The fist is majestic, as if swallowing heaven and earth, covering thousands of troops and horses, swallowing mountains and rivers. At this moment, Calais had already seen the shadow of the transformation from this punch of the black face!

"Bang!" A strong wind appeared, and many bits and pieces around were blown down, and Amy had to protect Bertha in front of her.

At this moment, Hei Yan briefly stepped into a transformation!

But this move is not a killer move!

Hei Yan, who hit with all his strength, hit Calais with a flaw and surprise through the change in the number of roads, but he did not give up the pursuit, and after the two fists collided, he once again pinched the broken army style and bombarded Calais!

The violent fist burst out, and the wind overflowed, and ordinary people would never have imagined that this was the power that the flesh could burst out!

Many reporters at the scene had to shrink their heads, looking for something to block the wind.

"Don't struggle!" At this moment, Hei Yan became more and more excited, the frenzied gaze in his eyes flickered, and he waved his fists wildly.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! The fists kept touching each other, this was a duel of strength, Hei Yan's fists had begun to bleed, and the high frequency of boxing had overwhelmed his body.

Every punch was thrown with a small amount of blood, and the black face at this moment, the fist was already blurred with flesh and blood, while Calais on the opposite side was still intact.

It seems that he still underestimates him too much, Hei Yan is a little unwilling in his heart, he can feel his peak strength, but it still has no effect in front of Calais.

Hei Yan gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

The Breaker reappeared and blasted towards Calais, but in one of the collisions, Black Face changed his fist.

The left hand slid sideways, dodging Calais's punch, sending it a punch to his left shoulder.

'Kanshui'!

"Bang!" Black Yan didn't fly out, but his swollen and writhing muscles jammed Callai's fist.

"Try this!" At this moment, Hei Yan's face was even a little crazy, he didn't care about the position of the hall master, but for the victory or defeat of martial arts, that was his life!

'Get out of the fire'! Hei Yan's right fist seemed to be boiling, and the crimson muscles were emitting white smoke, as if it was a burning red iron fist.

"This is!?" Calais's eyes widened, but he couldn't dodge it, his right hand was stuck, and he couldn't pull it out, so he could only transform into the thunder and lightning realm, and his left hand hurriedly parried.

"Bang!" This fist, full of fire and rage, hit Calais's right shoulder, and the muscles that held the fist relaxed, and Calais flew out in an instant!

"Boom!" Like a cannonball, Calais smashed into the side wall of the martial arts hall, and the wall fell to one piece and slammed to the floor, and the whole person was fiercely embedded in the ground, and the gravel flew out!

"Ahem!" The throat of the White Boat Pavilion Master was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood coughed up, and the hot blood sprayed on the ground and curled white smoke, which was the same as the fist just now.

"Calais!" Seeing Calais fly out, Davina couldn't help but scream, and Bertha on the side also clenched her little fists hard, and her knuckles turned white.

Looking at this scene, the surrounding reporters were a little speechless, and after a short period of shock, they erupted into a huge and enthusiastic exclamation.

"It lasted half an hour, and the main force of the White Boat Pavilion was the black-haired youth to defend the glory of the century!"

"One of the gods' punches, the life and death of the black-haired cripple beaten by the owner of the White Boat Pavilion is unknown!"

"The owner of the White Boat Pavilion repelled the kickers with a red fist."

The media quickly edited one news after another, and the headlines of the news were refreshed again, and for a while, there was an uproar on the Star Network again.

On the major martial arts forums, countless people boasted about the strength of the White Boat Pavilion Master and the excitement of this battle.

"It's too strong, is this still human?"

"The owner of the White Boat Pavilion hasn't made a move for four years, so it's obviously a step up."

"I'm afraid his punch can penetrate the armored car."

"Hey, is that cripple dead?"

Among the countless comments, there are still a small number of people who are paying attention to this young challenger, and they don't know what the situation is.

At this time, a faint voice appeared, which made the audience quiet.

"Where did you learn this boxing technique?" In the dust and smoke, a thin figure walked out, and Calais did not have any scars on his body, but his shirt was still torn a lot.

"How is that possible?" When the owner of the White Boat Pavilion saw Calais, his breathing became rapid, and he clenched his fists hard, and the sharp pain in his fists stimulated his nerves.

"Great!" In stark contrast to the owner of the White Boat Pavilion, Davina jumped up happily at this moment, not at all like an injured person.

"He's all right!?"

"Damn, I'm alive."

"Really, it's all right?"

"Oh my God."

"It's over, it's over, the hundred-year-old myth of the Baizhou Martial Arts Hall is about to be shattered."

When melon-eating netizens were still commenting and sighing, Hei Yan here had already chosen to admit defeat.

"I lost." Hei Yan sighed, as if he was more than ten years old, and the glory of the Baizhou Martial Arts Pavilion for more than two hundred years ended at this moment.

"I'm black, the 6th owner of the Baizhou Martial Arts Pavilion, I'm sorry for you." After speaking, Hei Yan knelt down in the lobby and kowtowed three times.

"The Baizhou Martial Arts Hall will be closed for three days from today, please come back in the future." Hei Yan said this sentence and waved his hand towards the door, signaling the security guard to close the door.

At this time, Hei Yan's wife also appeared, in fact, she came a little later than Hei Yan and watched the half-time fight.

"Father." Looking at her father's desolate expression, Georgina on the side seemed to feel that she had done something wrong, and tears slowly flowed.

Maybe Georgina is still young and doesn't understand what this century-old glorious inheritance is, but at this moment she understands that in her father's heart, it is something worth defending with her life.

"Little brother, can you have a chat?" Hei Yan was also very casual, and with the support of Georgina and Abbas, he sat on the ground very casually against the wall.

Calais nodded and walked over.

"It's such an honor to have such a teacher." Hei Yan showed a wry smile, at the beginning, he opposed Georgina's entry into the martial arts department, thinking that it was just a rotten place, a gathering place for all kinds of high-ranking cadres, a gathering place for social moths, and the strength of teachers was also like him, so he had contempt for the martial arts department of the Seventh Army University.

But now Calais's appearance has shattered his perception.

Before the fight, this man was as plain as water, he couldn't see the depth, he didn't have any exposed aura and actions, and if you didn't pay attention to him, you would even find that his sense of presence was a little low.

Calais is such a person, as if he melted into the heavens and the earth, and disappeared.

But after the fight, Hei Yan deeply realized what it means to be unfathomable, recalling the fight just now, Calais seemed to be at ease throughout the whole process, without using all his strength.

"I only feel this way when I fight my master." Black face smiled bitterly.

"Don't you want to know where I learned this boxing technique, it was taught by my master."

"Your master? Was the last owner of the White Boat Pavilion? From the moment they met, Calais could see that Hei Yan was not a seeker, and that there must be someone else behind him.

Speaking of this, Calais couldn't help but glance at his black-faced wife, this woman who didn't look like a middle-aged woman at all, gentle and moving, as if rouge condensed jade, but Calais felt the aura of Taoism from her.

She is the true seeker!

"No, my master is the founder of the White Boat Martial Arts Pavilion." At this time, Hei Yan had a proud smile on his face.

The founder of the White Boat Martial Arts Hall!

Hearing the news, everyone exclaimed!

The White Boat Martial Arts Hall was established more than 200 years ago, if it was the founder, how old would it be!?

Calais is not surprised, modern technology, ordinary people can live to be 150 years old, if you step into the extraordinary, then 200 years old is not a problem. After that, it becomes stronger, and every time it breaks through, it will increase its lifespan and make the peak time of the physical body longer.

It is rumored that transcendent sainthood can live for thousands of years, and if you become an immortal, you can live forever.

For more than two hundred years, Calais estimated that the founder of the Baizhou Martial Arts Pavilion was at least a strong man above the supernatural, and he might be a walker, unpredictable.

I didn't expect Hem Star to be really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"I learned the Baizhou boxing method in the martial arts hall, I entered the martial arts hall at a young age, practiced hard, and became the senior brother of the previous generation, and then the master and his old man happened to appear in the martial arts hall to hang out, so he guided me, and since then he has advanced by leaps and bounds, and became the owner of the hall."

"But the master, his old man, the dragon has not seen the end, and I have only seen him once in more than 20 years." Hei Yan was helpless, he couldn't see the master himself, he was completely free to point, and he felt that when his old man came back, he would point at him.

"If you want to see him, I'm afraid it's up to your luck."