91, the invitation of the ugly law!

Luo Hou's voice rang softly in Wu Hui's ears, and he was slightly stunned, although he was curious why he could hear the sound when he saw that the other party's mouth was open, and the people around him had not heard it. But he still did it according to the gourd drawing, and the result really resolved the other party's trick.

In fact, this move is similar to his first move, except that it was Fa Ming who resolved his move at the beginning, but now the roles of the two sides have changed.

Fa Ming was also slightly puzzled, he hadn't used much strength before, and was suppressed by the other party. But not long ago, he turned from defense to offense and began to exert his strength. And the opponent is also retreating, and it only takes a dozen moves to defeat the opponent, but suddenly this kind of thing appears.

Whew, maybe it's just that this kid was lucky and suddenly figured something out. Looking at his appearance, as long as he works hard, he should be able to defeat him in about twenty moves!!

"When the opponent is ready to unload your punch with the palm of his hand, open his fist, bend the joint slightly, and hit the opponent's palm with his knuckles. ”

Avoiding the opponent's move, Wu Hui was a little easier, but the situation still didn't change much. But soon he received Luo Hou's instructions again, and once again performed a routine, hitting Fa Ming's palm.

Fa Ming was careless, his palm was hit, and he immediately felt pain, and he couldn't help but withdraw it. But he did not let his guard down, and kept retreating, trying to distance himself from the other party.

But Wu Hui jumped up and struck with his fist, so that Fa Ming had to face his head. This time, though, he was no longer using his palm, but the smooth top of his head.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the two retreated at the same time, Wu Hui unconsciously put away his fists, and then clenched them tightly. His fist just now seemed to knock down an iron block, and the force shook in his hand, and it was really painful and uncomfortable.

"Iron Head Gong!!"

The mountain tiger in the distance suddenly spoke, and the previous moves were all sparse, they were all ordinary moves, maybe as long as they were memorized, they could be used.

But just now, Fa Ming had no choice but to use the iron head skill in the Shaolin technique, which is also a well-known move.

Speaking of iron head gong, in fact, it is not a complete set of exercises, in real terms, it is just a side branch of the iron cloth shirt of the vajra cover. However, the vajra covered iron cloth shirt trained the strength of the whole body, while the iron head skill was limited to the head.

Luo Hou smiled lightly, if it was an ordinary person, he might be a little helpless about this kind of trick, especially when Wu Hui's realm was not as good as the other party, and he couldn't get close at all. Every time he makes a move, the other party can use his iron head to come back, which can be said to be once again in a state of incomprehension.

Wu Hui was also depressed, and finally saw a little light of victory, but he didn't expect the opponent to be so difficult. And the head like a boiled egg is really hard, not only did it not hurt the opponent after the fist hit, but it was also shocked by the force.

However, he quickly stepped forward, because just now Luo Hou had already given a set of ways to crack this iron head skill. In this way, Wu Hui doesn't have to worry anymore.

This iron head skill is said to be a thousand ways, and it is indeed a bit incomprehensible, but if you overcome rigidity with softness, this iron head skill should also become dizzy. Wu Hui did not blindly attack with his fists in the face of Tietou Gong's response, but instead used his palm to hold the side of the opponent's head, and then kept turning in circles.

After one lap or two laps, Na Fa Ming could still stand it, but after ten or twenty laps, even a person who practiced martial arts felt dizzy, which made him have to give up this iron head skill.

Fa Ming shook his head, although the doubts in his heart were even stronger, but he once again performed another Shaolin technique, Great Compassion Palm.

Wu Hui was slightly stunned, and in desperation, he also performed a set of punches that were different from the previous ones, which were more murderous and threatening than them.

"It's a killing fist, and it seems that he is undoubtedly the grandson of the general. Yes, yes, being able to master the killing fist at a young age is really terrifying. ”

Shakya Yuan in the distance muttered to himself, but he had a little more expectation in his heart, who would be better between the Killing Fist and the Great Mercy Palm.

Peng Yi He Yu and the others were also slightly stunned, Wu Hui's family background was naturally clear to them, and they also knew about this killing fist, but according to Wu Hui's personality, he would never use it. But now he not only showed it, but also seemed to be a little more powerful than when he saw it before.

At this time, Fa Ming's mood was without sorrow or joy, like a monk who had attained the Tao, full of compassion, with a faint golden light on his body, and his hands were like flowers, spreading out.

As Shaolin disciples, when they practice martial arts, they will choose a technique to specialize, and Fa Ming chooses this "Great Compassion Palm". There are six styles, the first three are compassion, turn back is the shore, the Buddha has no regrets, all are on the defensive; the last three styles are all killing moves, named King Kong angry eyes, Arhat subduing demons, ten thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect.

It is exactly in line with the Buddhist saying that Vajra is angry and the Bodhisattva is low-eyed, and the Bodhisattva is angry, so he surrenders to the four demons, and the Bodhisattva is low-eyed, so there are six paths of compassion.

It's just that "Great Compassion and Great Compassion" puts the Bodhisattva in front of him, does not prescribe the precept of killing, and makes people put down the butcher's knife with a compassionate mind, which has the effect of admonishment. King Kong is the protector of the Dharma in front of the Buddha, and voluntarily guards the Dharma from being destroyed by the wicked.

It is said that the founder of the Killing Fist, a set of boxing techniques that are fused in battle, is said to have started with a set of long punches, and then continued to kill enemies on the battlefield. After that, it fused the superb fist techniques of the slain enemy, as well as the fist techniques realized between life and death, and finally formed a set of unique skills.

Choosing a name to kill, I only want to kill all the enemies and defend the country.

The battle between the two is vigorous, but it has undergone a qualitative change from before, and the situation on the stage is vaguely difficult to control. But fortunately, Luo Hou made a move, but he blocked the true qi that overflowed when the two were fighting, after all, there were still a few ordinary people here.

Finally, after a burst of dust fell, Fa Ming and Wu Hui both lay on the stage, panting heavily, and did not distinguish between victory and defeat. It's just that it seems that Fa Ming won by half a point, at least he got up a little earlier than Wu Hui, and Wu Hui only stood up under He Yue's distressed support.

The battle between the two was over, but Fa Chou suddenly stood up, walked in front of Luo Hou, and pointed to his nose and said.

"As the old saying goes, when a gentleman fights, no one else can interfere. You have meddled in the competition again and again, breaking the rules of the competition, your uncle can bear it, but your aunt can't bear it. Despicable villain, how dare you go up and fight me!!"