While Zhao Bo was learning Huo Jiaquan, Huo Yuanjia's ring was still continuing, almost every two or three days, there would be a life and death fight, and the people who challenged Huo Yuanjia were either internally injured or had broken arms and short legs, and none of them could leave the ring standing up.

is so domineering, Nong Jinsun is also very worried, he feels more and more that what Zhao Bo said is right, his good friend may have to experience a major setback in his life before he can face himself, but how painful is this setback?

"Let's go, Zhao Jian of the Zhao family is back to challenge Huo Yuanjia."

"At the beginning, Huo Yuanjia's father Huo Endi was defeated by Zhao Jian's father, and today is to decide again whether the Huo family is powerful or the Zhao family is powerful."

"That's it, Zhao Jian has set up a frame in the ring, more than two feet high, there must be a lot of excitement."

In the morning, when Zhao Bo finished eating and walking, he heard passers-by talking, and those people walked quickly in the direction of the ring.

Well, Zhao Jian is back, which means that the plot has begun, Huo Yuanjia's suffering is coming, go and see, Zhao Bo also wants to move forward in the ring with the crowd, Zhao Jian is also a master, it can be said that Huo Yuanjia is one of the few opponents that Huo Yuanjia has encountered.

Coming to the ring, Zhao Bo saw that the ring has changed a lot, here is a platform with a height of six or seven meters, there are some wooden stakes around the platform to form a semicircle, these wooden piles from low to high, become a plum blossom pile step, this is the path to the high platform, in the south to practice plum blossom pile can often be seen, and the north is more accustomed to fighting on the ground.

There is a big man on the high platform, wearing a white vest, and there is a scar on his head, he looks extremely fierce, he is Zhao Jian, Huo Yuanjia's father Huo Endi fought with his father in the ring, but Horndi has realized a new realm, and his subordinates were merciful and defeated by Zhao Jian's father.

That time gave Huo Yuanjia the idea of being undefeated forever, so he practiced martial arts diligently, and when he was a child, in order to prove that Huo Jiaquan was stronger than Zhao Jiaquan, he fought with Zhao Jian and won against Zhao Jian, and Zhao Jian later traveled to China to find more advanced kung fu, in order to defeat Huo Yuanjia.

Zhao Jian learned the iron horse and the tiger fist in the pictogram boxing in the south, the iron horse is a kind of horse step, more than the horse step, the iron horse is like taking root, tied to the rope three or four ordinary people can not be pulled, standing firm five or six people can not push, and the legs are strong and powerful, and the fight is not an inch.

Tiger fist is even more ferocious, one claw down the skin to open the flesh, and the tiger claw is no different, when practiced to a high level, it can leave scratches on the trunk of trees, and even on stones.

With these two kung fu, Zhao Jian was rampant in the south, and because he won more and his confidence increased, he returned to Jinmen to challenge Huo Yuanjia, which was also a shame.

Not long after Zhao Bo came to the ring, Huo Yuanjia also arrived from a distance, and his group of apprentices surrounded Huo Yuanjia, and in front of him was a four-pole banner held by his apprentices to open the way.

"Huo Yuanjia, Huo Yuanjia, why were you the first in Jinmen?"

In the cheers of the people around him, an unkempt flower in tattered clothes, carrying a tattered straw mat on his back, came to Huo Yuanjia and said to Huo Yuanjia in a flattering voice.

"I don't know, what do you say?"

Huo Yuanjia was also happy to be amused by this flower child, and asked back confidently.

"Just today, right today."

Hanako's answer made Huo Yuanjia laugh heartily, which said in his heart.

Zhao Bo glanced at this Huazi, he was also a special guy, when Huo Yuanjia came back from an epiphany, the people of Jinmen didn't remember Huo Yuanjia very much, only this Huazi still remembered Huo Yuanjia.

"Hey, Zhao Jian, where have you been hiding for so many years?"

Huo Yuanjia signed the certificate of life and death while looking up and asked Zhao Jian.

"I, Zhao, have traveled to 17 provinces and 38 counties in the south of the Yangtze River, practiced good kung fu, and fought invincible opponents all over the south of the Yangtze River."

Zhao Jian said on the high platform, with his hands folded.

"Hmph, bragging."

In this regard, Huo Yuanjia only has this one evaluation.

Zhao Bo also thinks that Zhao Jian is bragging, don't forget, it's 1900, Wong Feihong is still alive, and the ancestors of Wing Chun are still there, how can Zhao Jian beat the invincible opponents in Jiangnan, no wonder he can't beat Huo Yuanjia, I'm afraid his opponents are some small roles.

"You're bragging."

Zhao Jian would not admit defeat, he said stiffly.

"The life and death certificate has been signed, and the game begins."

After Huo Yuanjia signed, the notary held the life and death certificate to the people around him, and then announced the start of the game.

The surrounding drummers immediately began to beat the drums, which intensified the atmosphere of the competition, and when the drums slowed down, Huo Yuanjia ran quickly towards the wooden stakes, and then ran up one by one, but it was a little funny to open his arms cautiously.

After running through the first stage of the wooden pile, the wooden pile was already more than two meters high, Huo Yuanjia's speed slowed down again, and his upper body began to shake a little, and even walked a little unsteadily, and he could only hold on to the shelf next to him halfway.

Zhao Bo wanted to laugh a little, Huo Yuanjia is afraid that this is the first time he has encountered this situation, it seems that walking on a high pile is not his strong point, this is very common in the south, most of the martial artists in the south can dance the lion, and the lion dance is also to walk the plum blossom pile, the kung fu under the feet is not weak, walking this kind of high pile is a piece of cake for the martial artists in the south.

"Hahahaha, what's the matter, I'm afraid, come up, come up and fall to kill you!"

Zhao Jian was very proud when he saw Huo Yuanjia making a fool of himself, this was a trick he learned in the south, and it was really suitable to deal with Huo Yuanjia's dirt bun.

"You wait."

Huo Yuanjia also did not admit defeat, he knew that it was not his strong point to take this kind of high pile, so he found another way.

Huo Yuanjia jumped up, grabbed a rope that fixed the high platform, and then dragged the rope to climb up, but this action seemed to be like a shrimp, which was a bit funny, not as chic as before.

Seeing that Huo Yuanjia could continue to climb up, Huo Yuanjia's apprentices immediately applauded the master, anyway, the master is the best, and the ugly movements are also the best.

Zhao Bo chuckled, this Zhao Jian is really smart and confused for a while, since you bothered to make this high platform, and also made a high pile to embarrass Huo Yuanjia, why don't you make it all into a wooden stake and fight on the wooden stake to ensure that your iron horse is invincible, what is the difference between getting a high platform and an ordinary ring, unless your opponent is afraid of heights, Huo Yuanjia doesn't look like he has a fear of heights.

People who don't promote their strengths and avoid weaknesses are not smart, Zhao Jian is also blindly confident, and it is understandable to lose, Zhao Bo is not very interested in Zhao Jian's iron horse and tiger boxing, because he is not bad at either, and he doesn't need to learn anymore.