The pit dug by Master Ma was clearly seen by Fang Xing from the beginning.

After all, this ring has been set up at my doorstep, and it is difficult for me to look carefully if I want to.

The thin pieces of wood laid on the ring, not to mention standing people, are probably defective when the wooden planks are dismantled as cat climbing frames.

The rows of spear tips at the bottom were obviously added by people like themselves who didn't know much skill.

A group of so-called martial arts people who came here came to see the excitement, and no one felt that there was anything inappropriate.

This time, Fang Xing was still wearing a pair of flip-flops on the stage.

As soon as my feet stepped into the ring, the planks under my feet creaked.

Hearing that Master Ma was still the same, he arrogantly said that he wanted to let himself have a long experience.

Fang Xing was also quite indifferent and said mockingly:

"The essence of the ancient martial arts competition, the fairness and shame you are not a person, but it has been passed down for the old and disrespectful, and you inherit it very well."

"I like to rely on the old and sell the old so much, is it because the children have been cut off, or is it because the ancestral grave of the family is long gone?"

Hearing this, there were suddenly a few laughs from the audience.

Although he laughed a lot, it also made Master Ma feel that he had lost face!

Ever since a generation of masters lost to unknown commoners, the title of Master Ma has been in jeopardy.

Even the usual words don't work anymore.

Now I am willing to come with great fanfare, just to get back my face and wash away my shame!

Looking at Fang Xing, who still looked indifferent, Master Ma directly stretched out his hand and untied a roll of white cloth from his back.

With a pull of both hands, the white cloth fluttered in the wind.

Leaking out of it was a black, thick iron whip.

The iron whip, also known as the iron knotted whip, looks like a sword-shaped weapon, with a section of 'knots' separated in the middle, and Huang Gai made good use of such weapons in the Three Kingdoms.

This weapon can be regarded as a blunt weapon, and even if you are wearing iron armor, you will be shocked out of internal injuries.

Master Ma took this weapon to the field, not only because he was good at this kind of weapon, but also because he was not ready to let Fang Xing step down alive.

If Fang Xing was a master of body refining, even if the appearance of Vajra was not bad, the fragile internal organs would not be able to withstand the blow and burst.

After all, Fang Xing has no internal strength, and he can't protect his internal organs at all!

This time, Master Ma came with murderous intent!

Fang Xing saw that the other party took out one of these things, and immediately wanted to ask if he could go back and take out the big iron stick.

I haven't touched my hand for so long, and the stick should be very lonely.

It's a pity that before Fang Xing could speak, someone stood up and shouted loudly with two posts in his hands:

"The joust begins!"

"The life and death certificate has been signed, and it doesn't matter if you live or die in the ring!"

Fang Xing's eyes saw it clearly, the so-called life and death certificate of his own didn't even have his name written on it!

It seems that this is clearly preparing to play yin, and there is no way out for Fang Xing at all.

After a sweep, Master Ma had already waved the iron whip towards him!

The play has reached this point, and the stage is no longer too lazy to even do the basic etiquette of holding fists and giving hands.

As long as Fang Xing dies, no matter how inappropriate this ring is, no one will say half a word!

Fang Xing was just about to exert his strength, but he felt that his feet were really weak, and he felt that as long as he ran one step, the plank under his feet could not support this reaction force and chose to disconnect directly.

In this case, you can only try your best to ensure that your body is relaxed, carefully step on the surrounding planks, and do your best to be considerate with Master Ma first.

But even if he just ran lightly, Fang Xing could feel that every plank under his feet could break at any time.

Even so, Fang Xing still used his flexible body to dodge the whistling iron whip on the one hand, and tried his best to walk around the ring on the other side.

Because of the distraction of his feet, one side of his arm was also scraped with an iron whip.

How quickly the iron whip used by the master of the inner family directly shredded Fang Xing's clothes!

Just a few finger twists, Fang Xing's arm will be hit hard!

This process took no more than seven or eight seconds for both sides.

However, in this process, Fang Xing was also ready to fight back.

Not all places in the ring cannot be stepped on.

In some places, vertical beams must be made to ensure that the planks can be placed on them, and these vertical beams are very strong, and it is okay to step on them.

Fang Xing had just stepped around the field to find these positions.

Silently calculating the distance of each vertical beam, Fang Xing then smiled at Master Ma.

"The master was really careless."

"Why are the coffin boards made for myself so thin?"

After that, he stood with his legs apart, and smashed a few planks with his hands!

This smash was not intended to hurt people at all, it was just to temporarily isolate Master Ma's vision, and by the way, it could also allow Fang Xing to get close to Master Ma.

Regarding the experience of the enemy, Fang Xing did not know much.

But in the face of an enemy armed with a sword-length weapon, either use a long weapon to open the distance, or fight hard and short, which is the best choice to break the game.

After all, everyone is in their arms, and they can't play with a peerless sword!

Fang Xing stepped on the vertical pile with every step, and the speed at which he could use the force under his feet was naturally fast, and half a breath of effort was directly in front of the master!

The master has many years of experience, and he directly swept and prepared to force Fang Xing back, and then used the steel whip to stab Fang Xing again and again with the same kung fu as a sword move!

The spike at the top of the steel whip looked like a spear in the master's hand, and it didn't give the slightest chance to get closer.

After years of practice, the master has gained his own whipping method.

What Fang Xing wanted to do, the master also had precautions.

But Fang Xing's gluttonous practice was not in vain, and he often relied on his body to be fast enough to counterattack in the middle, so that Master Ma had to defend.

The two of you go back and forth on stage.

A group of people in the audience were dumbfounded.

No one expected it to be like this!

Originally, everyone thought that Master Ma would only lose once if the boat capsized in the gutter, but who knew that now it seems that this is not a gutter at all, it is a Mariana Trench!

Occupy the location and bring weapons to fight back and forth?!

Looking at it this way, Master Ma lost unjustly before!

Within the fists and kicks in the stands, let alone Master Ma, no one dares to say that they can achieve a crushing game if they count the group of people in the audience!

Although Master Ma has profound internal strength, he can't touch Fang Xing's body when he fights, and he can't beat his internal strength and is useless.

After all, in these years, the skills of fighting cattle across the mountains are not passed on to the secret arts, and it is only history that the internal force is released and hurt people in the air.

Even if it is a generation of grandmasters, they have to come into contact with it in order to use their internal strength to exert their lethality.

Fang Xing played more and more rhythmically, and he became more and more familiar with the ring and attack methods.

Master Ma has been beating until now, but even his face is almost blue!

Now the longer it drags on in the ring, the uglier it becomes.

With all the advantages and playing like this, even if you win your own face, it is enough to choke back.

Now, you can only find a way to kill Fang Xing as soon as possible, so that you can directly regain your prestige as quickly as possible!

'Don't you want to get a close-fitting skit? ’

'Just let you be close, my internal strength will resist your palm, can your internal organs withstand my palm! ’

Thinking of this, Master Ma directly sold a flaw.

Fang Xing bullied forward, and the two sides fought directly for their lives.

In terms of reaction, it was naturally faster for Fang Xing, and he slapped Master Ma's chest with one palm!

Master Ma was waiting for this time, and Fang Xing couldn't run away if he wanted to, so he slapped a palm full of internal force directly.

But this palm almost slapped Fang Xing's heart.

Master Ma has already felt the pain of piercing his heart.

The residual protective internal power in his chest was violently mixed with internal strength, and the last palm he stretched out could no longer be touched.

Looking at the master with a face full of disbelief, Fang Xing smiled slightly.

"Master."

"Who doesn't know how to do internal strength?"