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Qi Dong tightened his palm, gathered his strength into his right arm, and shot down on Lei Ash's hairy calf.

With a snap, Qi Dong only felt that the other party's calves were extremely hard, and his hand bones were shocked to a burst of numbness.

On the other side, Lei Ash's originally smiling face stiffened suddenly, and then his pupils contracted sharply, and after a painful cry, he immediately pulled his legs back, limping away.

Lei Shen covered his calves with both hands, screaming while staring at Qi Dong's every move with a sinister look, for fear that the other party would take advantage of the situation to chase after him.

Qi Dong didn't chase after him, but rubbed his right palm and thought about his next move.

After a few breaths, Lei Shen gritted his teeth, and approached Qi Dong again with a vicious look. But it was obvious that his right leg was still lame, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries just now.

Qi Dong did not flinch and stepped forward to meet him. When the two approached, Lei Ember roared angrily, and his huge fist smashed into Qi Dong's head like hail, and Qi Dong used a move to stand up to the sky, and both fists struck at Lei Ye's chest.

Neither attack missed, but the effect was vastly different.

Qi Dong was hit in the head several times, and his nosebleed flowed. And that thunder ember, after being hit in the chest by Qi Dong's double fists, his nearly 200-pound body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the other side of the ring with a loud bang.

Qi Dong wiped off his nosebleed and took a few steps closer towards Lei Ash. The latter was lying on the ring with his eyes closed, undoubtedly fainting, blood flowing from the corners of his nostrils and mouth, and when he looked down closely, his chest was already sunken, which can be described as miserable.

The gymnasium was unusually quiet, and everyone held their breath and looked at the thin young man in the ring with fear on their faces.

After the silence, the whole stadium boiled. Everyone in the Fang Family Martial Arts Hall cheered and shouted Qi Dong's name loudly.

Most of the audience was still stunned, unable to accept what had just happened.

"How so? Is this the true power of martial arts?"

"Why are those martial arts masters that Lei Ember challenged before so vulnerable, are they all fake?"

"This ...... Am I dreaming? Ember was sent flying!"

"Oh my God! I've only seen this kind of power in martial arts movies, are you sure this isn't acting?!"

"Haha, our traditional martial arts finally have a successor! Little brother, you are much more powerful than those so-called martial arts masters!"

......

Under the ring, the host was already distracted, and said to the assistant next to him in a panic: "What should I do? Lei Ember actually lost! This is too unexpected for me! You guys quickly think of a way for me, I didn't prepare the lines in this situation!"

The assistant was also distracted, and shook his head with a glazed gaze.

"Hey" The host sighed, took the microphone and walked up to the ring helplessly, cleared his throat and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, today's challenge is won by the traditional martial arts side......"

Even though the host was speaking into the microphone, his voice was drowned out by the noise from the audience.

At this moment, seeing the fiasco of Lei Ember, a large number of his fans had already defected, and turned into angry Lei Ember, and a fierce war of words broke out with those staunch Lei Ember supporters, and the scene became a pot of porridge.

"Lei Ash, aren't you very awesome, why are you beaten like a dead dog now?"

"It's especially ironic about traditional martial arts, I think you're a fake that doesn't really work!"

"How can you say that, Brother Lei has already challenged so many masters, and no matter how powerful a person is, he can't withstand the wheel war!"

"Brother Lei, no matter what you do, I will always support you! You are a real warrior against counterfeiting!"

"Lei Ash, you fame and reputation guy, you want to make a splash and attract attention, and now you have kicked the stone. Well deserved!"

"Lei Ash, didn't you say that all traditional martial arts are paper tigers?

"Lei Yan, why don't you continue to be arrogant, you can't even beat two heavyweight opponents younger than you, and you still have the face to mock traditional martial arts!"

......

Just when the scene was uncontrollable, a middle-aged man stepped into the ring. This person is none other than Lei Yan's master, Fu Wucheng.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Fu Wucheng took the microphone from the host's hand and said loudly, and the scene was slightly quiet.

Fu Wucheng continued to say loudly: "I am Lei Ash's master, and I am deeply sorry for Lei Ember to be defeated due to his lack of physical strength just now. But don't be disappointed with Ember, after all, he has faced so many masters before, and it is inevitable that he will run out of energy, and I hope you can give him another chance. ”

After saying this, he turned to face Qi Dong again, and said with a smile: "This little brother is very powerful, and it is quite good to be able to defeat Lei Ash, who is physically exhausted. I see that you are using the moves of Bajiquan, may I ask which master of Bajiquan are you? Shandong Liu Chenglong? or Tianjin Shi Kelang?"

The two people in Fu Wucheng's mouth are the two most well-known Bajiquan masters in China, and compared to Fang Yunyi, both in strength and fame, they are much higher.

Qi Dong knew in his heart that this Fu Wucheng had long known that he was Fang Yunyi's apprentice, and he was just deliberately despising him when he said this. However, he didn't mind at all, but said generously: "I am the apprentice of Fang Yunyi, the owner of the Shanghai Hong Kong Fangjia Martial Arts Hall!"

Fu Wucheng pretended to be surprised after hearing this: "Oh, it turns out that you are Fang Yunyi's apprentice, then I will look away." Now that the apprentice competition is over, it's the master's turn to compare, you call your master to come up and let me fight with him, if he can defeat me, then it can prove that traditional martial arts are no worse than modern fighting. ”

After saying this, he turned to the audience and shouted, "Do you want to watch it again?"

"Yes!" the audience responded.

Qi Dong looked at Fang Yunyi, who was hesitating to get up, Qi Dong preemptively dealt with Wu Cheng and said, "If you want to fight with my master, you have to defeat me first!"

Fu Wucheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then chuckled and said: "Young man, don't think that if you defeat my apprentice, you can call me out, compared to me, you are too tender!"

Let's ask your master to come up, you can watch carefully from the side, and see how the elders are doing, and then you will find out how thick and unbelievable what you just said. ”

Qi Dong was still unmoved, shook his head and said, "I still stick to what I just said, defeat me, and only then can I challenge my master." Otherwise, don't you think about it!"

"You!" Fu Wucheng was so angry that his face trembled, and he glared at Qi Dong viciously a few times before regaining his composure, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, you kid is very stubborn, but it doesn't matter, it won't take me much effort to beat you more." When I clean you up, I'll clean up your master!"

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