After activating the soldering iron hand, Jiang Youde's entire fighting system has changed accordingly.

The offense changed from smashing to finger flicking, and the style of action changed from heavy to soft.

This greatly increases his attack speed and range.

For a while, Hong Fan could only keep retreating to control the distance, and did not dare to make a hard connection at all.

But the so-called long-term will be lost.

After a few rounds of attack and defense, his clothes were torn in many places, not only the white cloth was burned, but he was also slightly burned.

The injuries have accumulated, and the physical exertion has also increased significantly.

In this world, the martial artists of the Penetrating Realm, according to the different emphasis of the cultivation method in terms of burst and durability, the combat duration of the full force ranges from five minutes to fifteen minutes.

In a battlefield battle, a quarter of an hour can easily be consumed with human lives.

But in a one-on-one duel, it's a long time.

It was long enough for Jiang Youde to storm non-stop until he cornered his opponent.

The street wall was blocked behind it, and the front was sealed with a heavy punch.

In most people's minds, the winner is about to be decided.

"Drink!"

Hong Fan exhaled and spoke, and advanced forward with his arms and shoulders.

But it is inevitable that there is no way to avoid it, and it is a posture of hard eating.

[Underestimate my fist strength, or bet that I don't dare to play heavy?] 】

Jiang Youde's heart was secretly scolded, and his fists were even stronger.

But it was this powerful punch that allowed Hong Fan to find an opportunity.

As soon as his front leg collapsed, he dodged the blow with a sudden low body, and then slammed the ball of his foot to the ground, instantly moving forward and snuggling into his opponent's arms.

It's a dive hug that has been repeated countless times.

Jiang Youde is skilled in bows and horses, and is good at swordsmanship, and has even cut several heads in the past eight years, but he has never trained to prevent falling alone.

But for a moment, he was held at the knee and against his waist and abdomen.

In the roar, Hong Fan was powerless and overturned Jiang Youde.

Take the position, go over the legs, ride ......

Several sleeping skills are done in one go, as fast as lightning.

Even from the heights of the restaurants, there were also cheers.

Hong Fan, who had been headwinding for a long time, got an advantageous position, shot mercilessly, and smashed his fists like raindrops.

Jiang Youde folded his arms to block, and he could barely block two of the three punches, and the corners of his mouth and eyebrows were quickly hung up.

But after a few rounds, it was Hong Fan who couldn't support it.

It turned out that Jiang Youde saw that the defeat was coming, and regardless of the consumption of true qi, he expanded the soldering iron hand to cover the entire forearm.

"The Jiang family has already used twelve points of strength, and victory or defeat is ...... in one fell swoop"

Above the tall building, Hong Sheng said in a low voice.

At this time, whether it was listening to Haige or Du Kangju, everyone watched the battle and was engrossed, and there was no idle words.

After several fist-arm exchanges, Hong Fan's fist and palm edge were burned.

He was slightly suppressed under the pain, and was overturned by the opponent with explosive power, and he was pressed down.

"The offensive and defensive momentum is easy!"

Jiang Youde, who had received an unknown number of fists, shouted angrily.

He slammed down with his right hand, and when he saw Hong Fan guarding his head, he directly changed the line and landed on his chest.

This ground-smashing punch was extremely heavy, suffocating Hong Fan's breath, and his defense was suddenly scattered.

[It's me who wins!] 】

Jiang Youde roared silently, his left fist retracted the Yan Liu, and fell straight towards Hong Fan's cheek.

But he doesn't know how many game-changing counter-attacks a Jiu-Jitsu veteran can use based on an open defensive position.

At the critical moment, Hong Fan tilted his head slightly, regardless of the injury to his cheeks, while holding the opponent's wrist with both hands, his lower body was wrapped up like a python.

The cross-fix is formed in a moment.

Murder erupts.

Jiang Youde didn't know what was going on, he just thought that the other party would not admit defeat and would be entangled, so he immediately ignored his left arm and smashed his right fist.

But a sharp pain in the elbow interrupted his movements.

"Huh?"

Jiang Youde finally realized that something was wrong.

But the submission has already been formed, and he pulls out his arm again, how can he get out?

At this time, the locked person doesn't know that he can admit defeat three times, and the locked person will not be stupid.

Click!

After a slight pause, a terrible click sounded.

Jiang Youde's elbow joint was dislocated.

All attempts to fight back were destroyed in an instant of pain.

In the cry of pain, Jiang Youde finally pulled out his left arm and rolled continuously to widen the distance.

A few seconds later, when he got up with his little arm that he couldn't hang on, he was drenched in sweat.

"It's over."

Listening to the sea pavilion, Hong Sheng said lightly, his attitude was not biased.

The two people who competed, one was his half-brother, and the other had served under him for many years as Zhu Yiqi.

For Hong Sheng, each has its own relatives from near and far.

Of course, he wasn't unaware of his mother's dislike of Hong Fan.

But Hong Sheng, as the eldest son, has always regarded himself as the future patriarch of the Hong family.

The eldest lady's oppression of Hong Fan is unnecessary in his opinion-every bit of strength of the Hong family's children will only be his help.

"This man was originally inferior to his fists and feet, but now he has a broken arm, and your brother is already in control."

A cold boy with a long and thin figure replied indifferently.

He is Li Shenji, the eldest son of the Li family.

At the white banquet in early March, he accompanied his father Li Heming to attend and had a relationship with Hong Fan.

"As the two brothers said."

Chi Xinchi couldn't help but praise.

"Hong Fan just made this move, heh, it's really exquisite!"

He repeatedly deduced the "armrest" several times in his heart, only to feel that the aftertaste was endless.

In the box, everyone who has achieved something in the martial arts feels that this battle is quite exciting.

Only Zheng Furui, who couldn't see the doorway, snorted and was not relieved.

In the middle of the long street, Hong Fan got up at the same time as his opponent, but instead of attacking again, he rubbed his chest that was still aching.

The first punch just now broke about one of his sternums.

Fortunately, it has little impact on combat power.

On the other side, Jiang Youde gasped several times and gradually adapted to the pain.

Those who can enter the Zhuyi rider have extraordinary bravery.

Even if he knew that his chances of winning were slim, he was unwilling to admit defeat and had to face the enemy with one hand.

At this time, Jiang Youde saw that his opponent was scattered.

"Jiang Jiaoxi, today I have exhausted my fighting spirit, why don't we stop here, how about a draw?"

Hong Fan opened his mouth and said, and his clear voice was sent to everyone's ears by the long wind through the street.

Jiang Youde was stunned when he heard this.

He didn't expect his opponent to take the initiative to make peace when the victory was in his hands.

It must be known that Hong Fan seems to have a lot of injuries on his body, but it does not affect his combat strength too much.

On the contrary, he was unloaded with one hand, and his strength was less than fifty percent of usual.

[At this time, he actually took the initiative to ...... my face]

A thought flashed, Jiang Youde suddenly understood, and his heart was slightly hot.

"Good, good ......"

With the help of the steps, he also withdrew his fighting stance.

"Young Master Fan said it was a draw, then it would be considered a draw."

But after a moment of silence, the Jiang family couldn't hold back the shame in his heart after all, and sighed.

"I'm ten years old for Young Master Fan, alas, I lost this battle in the end."

As soon as these words came out, the burly man seemed to be relieved of his burden, and the whole person was completely relaxed.

"Today, I, Jiang Youde, have seen the true demeanor of Young Master Fan."

"Tomorrow, I will take my mother and younger brother to the door to apologize to the young master!"

Hearing this, several Zhu Yiqi on the second floor of Du Kangju already knew that their friends had completely extinguished their thoughts of competing with Hong Fan.