Offstage, Jinmen Xiangwang, who was over the age of six, stroked his gray beard and said loudly:

"Today, Yu Ke of the Huo family boxing of Jinmen and Dai Kui of the Hong family boxing in the south are competing in the ring."

"The life and death certificate has been signed, this battle has nothing to do with grievances, only the superior! Victory or defeat is up to people, life and death are in the sky! ”

"Two masters, the game begins!"

Yu Ke calmly stretched out a hand, while Dai Kui on the opposite side glared at him and said to a person in the audience: "Take my knife!" ”

A southern boxer in the audience hurriedly threw up the thick-backed nine-ring broadsword in his arms, which was firmly caught by Dai Kui.

Dai Kui turned around and shouted to Yu Ke: "Send your blade!" ”

Yu Ke raised his eyebrows, facing Huo Yuanjia in the audience.

The other party understood, took a three-finger thick Nanmu long stick with a height of more than two meters, and threw it to Yu Ke.

The size of the ring is limited, and only two zhang square big guns are not suitable, and this Nanmu long stick is just right.

This long stick was originally used as a material for the barrel of a gun, and it was treated with a special technique and was very tough.

The ends of the long stick are also covered with steel skin, about two feet long, which makes the stick thicker and stronger.

The so-called moon stick knife is a lifelong gun, and the sword is by your side.

The stick is the basis of the gun.

Before Yu Ke practiced the gun, he practiced the stick technique for half a year.

It is not until the long stick is practiced to the point that the marksmanship is practiced.

Thousands of spectators in the audience exclaimed in surprise when they saw that both of them had taken weapons.

"Hey, it's more than a weapon? It's not very common! ”

"Yes, most of the ordinary kicking halls are in the name of 'meeting friends with martial arts', and they will not use swords and soldiers."

"This Southern Hongjia Fist martial artist is not good!"

"It's not a small courage, dare to be so arrogant when you come to Jinmen, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to go out?"

"Looks like we're going to see blood today?" A northern martial artist said with some excitement.

Yu Ke caught the long stick and danced a stick flower casually, the stick was stretched out and pointed at Dai Kui, with a flat expression:

"Let's make a move!"

Dai Kui's face was calm, and he didn't hesitate at all, and took two heavy steps, shaking the wooden ring.

I saw him slash Huashan head-on with a force, and his momentum was extremely fierce.

Yu Ke was not in a hurry, and the long stick in his hand was raised upwards and pointed at Dai Kui's throat.

If Dai Kui didn't make a move, it must be Yu Ke's long stick that stabbed the other party's throat first.

Dai Kui's face changed slightly, and the knife surged to slash down in advance, slashing the long stick accurately.

Rumble!

The stick smashed into the countertop, blasting a large hole the size of a head into the wooden countertop.

It's too easy, isn't it?

So easy to get me close? Dai Kui thought to himself.

When he landed, Dai Kui's steps flickered, and he quickly approached.

was about to take advantage of the situation to slash at Yu Ke's neck, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Before he had time to think, Dai Kui quickly retreated.

I saw that the long stick that had been split off had been smashed horizontally at some point, and it almost grazed under the crotch.

Cold sweat slid down Dai Kui's forehead.

"Yo, the reaction is pretty fast." Yu Ke said with a smile.

Dai Kui snorted coldly: "Hmph, I underestimated you!" ”

Yu Ke's smile remained unchanged, and he didn't answer, using the long stick in his hand as a short gun, and used a trick to lock the throat gun.

The front of the long stick suddenly turned into several afterimages, and in just a moment, more than a dozen sticks were stabbed, and the sticks were pointed at Dai Kui's throat.

The so-called throat lock gun, the king of guns, the gun lock throat is the most difficult to prevent!

This move is just a very ordinary gun move, and it is an extension of the three-style foundation of 'blocking, taking, and piercing'.

Yu Ke has practiced no less than 100,000 times, and has already formed this move into instinct and carved it into his muscles.

Dai Kui's face changed suddenly, and he retreated again and again, the big knife in his hand was left and right, but he couldn't stop the non-stop stick shadow, and he retreated to the edge of the ring unconsciously.

His thick-backed nine-ring broadsword weighed fourteen pounds and four taels, which was more than heavy, and his dexterity was insufficient.

The audience applauded loudly and applauded.

Huo Yuanjia also smiled and shouted: "Kezhi, stop playing, send him down!" ”

Then he muttered: "With this little ability, I can do it!" Why didn't my dad let me go! ”

In the blink of an eye, Dai Kui had fallen into the disadvantage, and if this state of affairs continued, he would definitely lose.

Dai Kui's thoughts turned sharply, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and his body retreated violently, falling into the ring.

I saw him on the edge of the ring, kicking up with both feet, and the wooden board on the table couldn't stand the force and broke a large piece directly.

Yu Ke had to give up the pursuit and retreat two steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dai Kui stepped into the ring, volleyed two meters in the air, and the big knife in his hand was guarding in front of him and approached quickly, and when he fell, he slashed at Yu Ke in an instant.

Yu Ke repeated his old tricks, and locked his throat with a long stick.

saw Dai Kui stretch out a hand, pinched the hastily pointed stick accurately, clamped it under his armpit, and chopped it off with a thick-backed big knife.

Yu Ke was helpless, took a step to the right, and the long stick at this end was blocked horizontally in front of him, trying to block the knife.

Who knew that Dai Kui's knife was extremely heavy, and he actually cut the long stick directly from the part wrapped in steel skin!

"Good knives! Terrible! Yu Ke stretched out his thumb, "I underestimated you!" ”

Dai Kui's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, the big knife slashed horizontally.

Yu Ke's waist turned, and his sturdy body was extremely flexible, easily dodging.

The big knife is heavy, and it is necessary to go with the strength and use the strength to fight.

A knife missed, the thick-backed broadsword castrated unabated, drew a semicircle, and split his head again.

The trajectory of this knife was too obvious, and Yu Ke took a step ahead of time and dodged again.

I saw that he took a big knife and slashed it down, and once again carved out a big hole in the ring table, and at this time the entire ring could not find a few intact places.

Mistaken. Dai Kui's heart tightened, and he was about to draw a knife.

saw that Yu Ke had stepped on the back of the knife with one foot, and kicked head-on with a whip leg with the other foot.

Dai Kui didn't want to give up the knife and raised his left arm to block.

In the next second, severe pain hit!

Hand broken!

Dai Kui was shocked in his heart, this kid has so much strength?

Hey? How did the world spin?

When the audience saw that Yu Ke lost his weapon and fell into disadvantage, they were still worried about him.

After only a few breaths, Dai Kui flew off the stage and smashed into the crowd, hitting two or three unlucky people.

What's the situation?

Many rubbed their eyes.

That's it? It's been less than two minutes before and after, so it's too hasty to lose, right?

Yu Ke picked up the thick-backed nine-ring broadsword, and flicked his index finger lightly on the knife.

A crisp moan came into my ears, and the aftermath lasted for three seconds before dissipating.

"Good knives!" Yu Ke praised.

"Senior Brother Dai! How are you? A Foshan Hongjiaquan disciple came to Dai Kui's side and asked with concern.

Dai Kui looked at the sky with a blank expression, and it took two seconds for him to come back to his senses.

I wanted to get up from the ground, but I couldn't stand still for a while.

"Let's go, go back." Dai Kui's voice was hoarse.

"Where are you going?"

"Foshan."

Dai Kui took a deep look at Yu Ke in the ring, bowed down, and left without looking back.

He is self-aware, Yu Ke's strength is much stronger than him, and he didn't exert his full strength from the beginning.

Although he came on the orders of his teacher, the act of kicking the hall was a life-and-death enmity, and it was not an exaggeration for the other party to take his life.

If it weren't for Yu Ke's mercy, he estimated that his life would not be guaranteed.

The townsman who was in charge of witnessing the game rang the gong and shouted: "Huo Jiaquan, Yu Kesheng!" ”

"The Huo Family Martial Arts Pavilion has won!!"

"Senior Brother Yu is amazing!"

"Win!! Huo Jiaquan has won! ”

The audience under the ring erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and the voices of congratulations were endless. But no one paid any attention to the defeated Southern Martial Artists.