Qian Lao only felt that the strong wind was blowing in his face, and a flying knee had already hit his face, and the wind carried by it was so fierce that he had never encountered such a violent blow in his life of martial arts.

The flying knee came too quickly, and in a fit of horror, he used the internal force of his whole body to go backwards, and only narrowly avoided the attack.

Before Qian Lao could take a breath, Naihu's follow-up roundhouse kick had already hit him in the chest. Qian Lao only felt that the strong wind on his opponent's leg was like a knife cut, and his face was painful.

The inversion he had just done had exhausted a breath of true qi in his body, and now he was at a time when the old power had been extinguished and the new power could not continue. Seeing that Naihu's roundhouse kick couldn't be avoided no matter what, in his busy schedule, he crossed his arms and clenched his chest to block this thunderous roundhouse kick.

Bang –

Naihu kicked Qian Lao on his crossed arms.

Hearing only a "click", Qian Lao was shocked out by this kick, he took a few steps back, only then did he barely stand firm, and habitually wanted to raise his hand to fight back, only to feel a tingling sensation in his arms, but he couldn't lift it, and his arms were already broken.

In the middle of this attempt, Naihu had already pounced, and the third move had already been connected.

He leaped high and struck his right elbow to the head.

In an instant, Qian Lao was already in a dilemma, and he couldn't lift his hands, and seeing this elbow smash was almost unavoidable.

His heart sank, and he unconsciously closed his eyes.

The wind blew in his face, but the expected elbow did not hit Qian Lao's face.

Qian Lao opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that Zhao Heling was already standing in front of him, he was slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, his chest rising and falling. Qian Lao thought about it, and he had already guessed the reason, it must be Zhao Heling who saw that he was in a critical situation, jumped on the field, and took the elbow for him.

The Tiger King Naihu had also stopped and glanced at the two of them coldly.

Looking at the opponent who was as condensed as iron, Qian Lao's heart was like a tsunami, and he was stirring.

He guessed that Naihu was a master of horizontal training, and he must be very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

He had just dodged Naihu's first jab and punched him under Naihu's left ribs. This punch implies Emei's internal strength, which is enough to crack bricks and gravel. If the opponent is an ordinary master of internal strength, nine out of ten have already been taken down. Even if the opponent is a master of horizontal training, after eating this internal strength, even if he relies on horizontal practice kung fu without internal injury, he must be stiff for at least one to two seconds before he can use it freely.

But this Naihu received this punch, and it seemed that nothing happened, and he could counterattack a flying knee in an instant. His physical strength is almost unheard of, and he has almost practiced to the point where he has no weaknesses.

What's even more terrifying is that Naihu's counterattack is a series of three moves, one flying knee, one spinning kick, and one elbow, the three moves are slight, and the destructive power is amazing. He just used his arms to block one of the roundhouse kicks, and both arms were broken......

Is this the Tiger King Na Tiger?

Qian Lao's face was pale.

The crowd of onlookers was also silent.

Just now, Naihu's punch broke Zhao Yifan's right hand, and they thought that Zhao Yifan was upset and restless. But this time, Qian Lao went out to fight, obviously holding his breath and waiting for the battle, but in the hands of the other party, he still didn't go through three moves, and his arms were still broken......

The Tiger King is a tiger, and it really lives up to its name.

It's horrible.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Heling, and everyone's hopes were pinned on Zhao Heling.

Just now, when he was at the last moment, it was he who used Zhao's Taiji to block the Tiger King's elbow for Qian Lao.

Zhao Heling - the contemporary head of Zhao's Taiji, not long ago, he condensed water with internal strength, and actually turned into a Taiji diagram, and the use of internal strength was wonderful, almost unheard of.

He's sure to be able to stop Naihu's Muay Thai!

That's what everybody thinks in their hearts.

Naihu seemed to feel everyone's expectant eyes fall on Zhao Heling, there was still no expression on his face, but he took another step and asked coldly, "Is it you next?"

"Master Zhao!

"Master Zhao, it's up to you now!"

"Come on, Master!"

Everyone shouted one after another, cheering for Zhao Heling.

Zhao Heling stood opposite Naihu, silently looking at Naihu, as if he was deaf to the cheering of the audience, and after half a sound, he finally shook his head slowly.

"Tiger King Divine Fist, the old man is not your opponent......"

"What? surrendered?"

"I didn't fight, why did I admit defeat?"

"Impossible, Master Zhao has a deep understanding of Taijiquan theory and has reached the peak of his internal strength, how can he admit defeat?

The front hall seemed to explode, and there was an uproar.

Zhao Heling stood in the middle of the crowd, not long ago he was still full of red light and spirits, and his crane hair was childish, at this moment, he seemed to be much older in the crowd.

Only he knows that he is no match for Naihu.

Just now, Zhao Heling saw that Qian Lao could no longer dodge Naihu's third move, and he was afraid that he would be worried about his life if he suffered this elbow. He knew that Qian Lao was a guest, and he stood up for himself, how could he bear to see Qian Lao's blood splashed on the spot. In a hurry, he didn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes, jumped off the field, and used Tai Chi's method of borrowing strength to help Qian Lao take this fatal elbow.

He Zhao's Tai Chi is the best at guiding the homeopathic situation, borrowing the method of playing with strength, "let your huge force hit me, and pull four or two thousand catties", often winning big with small and strong with weak. But after receiving Naihu's elbow blow, he only felt a blade-like evil qi follow Naihu's attack, straight into his meridians, and stab his heart and lungs along the meridians, running wildly among his eight strange meridians.

He used the pure internal power he had cultivated for decades to wrap the evil qi in his body little by little, and it took a lot of effort to gradually grind away these evil qi like a water mill. Fortunately, thanks to his decades of hard work, he was able to say the words just now, and he didn't tremble when he spoke, which is already good.

Zhao Heling and Qian Lao glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

This Naihu is too strong.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Zhong let out a smug laugh: "What did I say, Zhao's Taiji deceived the world and stole people's names, did you say it wrong?" ”

He glanced at everyone proudly: "One or two are known as boxers, but they can't even catch my master's three moves." What bullshit Tai Chi, it's not even worthy of giving us Muay Thai shoes. ”

Looking at his villain's triumphant appearance, everyone's eyes were about to erupt with fire, but no one was Naihu's opponent, and even Zhao Heling took the initiative to admit defeat. had to remain silent and listen to Zhang Zhong's ridicule.

"No one dares to say anything? That's it, the plaque of Zhao's Taiji will be removed today. Zhang Zhong pointed to the plaque at the entrance of the martial arts hall, licked his face and said to Naihu: "Master, what do you think?"

"Hmph! Great Xia martial arts is vulnerable. Naihu snorted coldly, and said with contempt: "I think, just replace it with the words 'deceive the world and steal the name'!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zhao Martial Arts Hall was humiliated, and the crowd was suddenly in chaos, and there were many young people with strong blood who wanted to rush out to fight with Naihu.

Zhao Heling let out a long sigh, stopped the impulsive disciples, and shook his head: "You are not his opponent. ”

The crowd was chaotic, but a lazy voice came from nowhere, and it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Who said that our martial arts in Great Xia are deceiving the world and stealing fame?"