Because Feng Dajun did not retreat but advanced, his legs kicked violently, and he habitually used his weight and his own pure strength to overwhelm people.

Therefore, the same Baji Boxing, the same one-move fighting method, Feng Dajun used it, and it had the potential to wither and decay.

On the other hand, Zhao Xiaobing, the source is in the waist, walking like mud, walking in the tail, and his strength is free, facing the sharp blow of Feng Dajun's autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, he does not dodge or dodge.

He shook his shoulder suddenly, snapped, and turned his left hand into a fist, which was skillfully drawn into the fist struck by Feng Dajun like a whip, instantly dissolving this killing blow.

Feng Dajun, who missed the blow and was blocked by the attack, was already wide open, and the people were still shaken out by Zhao Xiaobing.

Zhao Xiaobing seized this opportunity, approached Feng Dajun's body, hit a combo in the lower plate, and kicked out like a landslide, hitting Feng Dajun's legs.

Suddenly, Feng Dajun's center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell, and the pain was severe when he was hit, and the person stiffened in place.

"Fool, when Shi Taigong was teaching you Bajiquan, didn't he tell you that you don't have to use force when you practice, and you don't use force when you fight?" Zhao Xiaobing made a move and laughed rampantly, but his hand was not slow, his right hand clenched his fist and cut down, instantly hitting Feng Dajun, who couldn't resist at all.

When the fist fell, it was not slow or hurried, and it hit Feng Dajun's chest steadily, and he used his inner fist to strength.

"Poof!"

Feng Dajun only felt a burst of breath, almost suffocated, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of his mouth.

"The movement of the fist is based on the void spirit, the heart is calm, the body is smart, and the heart is moving, and the hundred bones are not moving. ”

"Fight me with brute force, you treat me as a group of turtles who don't know how to use national arts! If I didn't have real kung fu, I would have died in that ghost place in Liangguang a long time ago! Play Bajiquan with me, you haven't practiced at home yet. ”

"But even if you practice hard every day, even if you get a few true inheritances from Shi Taigong, what about it?"

"A fool, do you know what it means to be like pushing a mountain when practicing? If you don't understand, then I will beat you like a whip. By the way, I'll also give you a long memory, don't dare to be rampant in front of me just because you're a fool. ”

Zhao Xiaobing sneered, in fact, he was more rampant and arrogant than anyone else, arrogant to the extreme, arrogant to the point of madness.

Put on a show that I robbed you and beat you, that's to give you face, if I don't beat you, that's called not giving face.

Just when Zhao Xiaobing took a step forward and completely wanted to defeat Feng Dajun, Ping An finally arrived and stood in front of Feng Dajun, but unfortunately, he was still a step late.

Zhao Xiaobing's eyebrows were raised slightly, and his eyes instantly became solemn, because Ping An didn't give him much time to think about it at all, and directly launched his fist, without extra expenses, it was simply a starting style of Bajiquan.

In Luo Hengxing's view, this is just a child's desperate resistance.

But in the eyes of Zhao Xiaobing, an expert, he had to be nervous, because he was safe and opened the power and potential of his fist, hooking and linking, changing ingeniously, hiding the momentum like thunder, and there was a continuous and soothing sense of elegance, which was the realm of the grandmaster.

Zhao Xiaobing has only seen this kind of posture like a tiger in Shi Taigong, and even his brother Zhao Xiaojun, who is regarded as a genius of national art by Shi Taigong, has not reached this realm so far.

A connoisseur will know if there is one.

Ping An hadn't made a move yet, but compared to Feng Dajun, his weak body burst out with a power that made Zhao Xiaobing fearful.

Although this momentum is still very weak, it does not belong to the mortal world, even a murderer like Zhao Xiaobing immediately felt a kind of suffocation and trembling.

"Brother, you, you don't run away at first glance, you don't run away at first place, you are stupider than me at first place, he is a mad dog with no humanity!" Feng Dajun finally couldn't hold back the blood in his throat, spurted out a mouthful, and knelt on one knee, but people looked at Ping An worriedly, really like a fool.

"Brother, I ran away, who will give you anger?"

Ping An looked at his brother who was still worried about his brother even though he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and kneeling on the ground, and he felt that he should do something. Therefore, he suddenly let go of his fist, bent down, helped Feng Dajun up, activated the aura in his body, and poured it into Feng Dajun's body to heal him.

At this moment, Ping An was not afraid of this real brother, knew his biggest secret, and patted off the weeds on his body, and then said with a smile:

"Brother, I remember when I was a child, I was bullied by classmates who were several years older than us, you always hugged me, protected me with your body, carried my fists for me, and was beaten all over my body, and I said it didn't hurt! Brother, I don't hurt! I really don't hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt?"

"Because we are all fatherless children, because you are a fool, and I am the son of a labor prisoner. ”

"You treat me as my own brother, and I treat you as my own brother! You are not a fool, and I am not a soft egg who can pinch twice if anyone wants to. ”

"Brother, can't you be angry for me every time after you give me a fist, right?"

"So this time, I'm not running, and I can't run, because I'm going to give you a breath. ”

Without the slightest warning, Ping'an's body erupted with a fierce momentum, just like an incomparably sharp immortal flying knife, moving forward and unstoppable.

At this moment, Ping'an's answer is not complicated at all, simple, and straightforward.

He didn't hesitate for half a minute, didn't gather momentum, shot safely, punched out, majestic, almost a little,

"Hmm!"

A chill surged in Zhao Xiaobing's heart, and before others could react, Ping'an's fist directly burst the air and appeared in front of him.

A simple punch, without any skills, fighting styles and changes, seemed to be a random punch, but it made Zhao Xiaobing's hair stand up.

Because the strength and speed of this punch have reached the point of inhumanity, in an instant, Zhao Xiaobing only felt that his body was imprisoned, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Even dodging and parrying is a luxury.

He could only stand there in a daze, watching the punch hit him, and he stopped breathing.

Full of fear, fear, hatred?

"Bang!"

The fist full of violence suddenly exploded with amazing aggressiveness, and knocked Zhao Xiaobing out of the air.

"Brother, look at it, I'll avenge you!"

Ping An didn't give up, took a few steps along the way, his body was really as fast as an arrow, and his powerful hand grabbed Zhao Xiaobing, who was still in the air, and exerted his strength again.

At this moment ago, the face of the arrogant and invincible enemy was a dazzling slam of blows.

Crazy punches, venting punches, angry punches......

In an instant, Zhao Xiaobing's face was blurred with flesh and blood, but his determination was very sober, because Ping An had left his spare strength after all, otherwise he would only need one punch to blow his head.

Feng Dajun looked at this almost ridiculous scene, and opened his mouth in fright, is this still the younger brother who he thinks must do his best to protect him?

Luo Hengxing broke out in a cold sweat, he never expected that Zhao Xiaobing, who gave him the invincible world a moment ago, would be so easily defeated by a twelve or thirteen-year-old child?

And Zhao Xiaobing, who was in the midst of a storm of peace, suddenly remembered the advice Zhao Xiaojun gave him in the pain of his body:

"Xiaobing, you remember for me, don't go to the trouble of that kid from the Ping Zhongjing family, he is not as simple as we imagined. ”

At that time, he didn't think so, thinking that his brother was too careful, how difficult is it for a twelve-year-old boy?

But at this moment, he clearly felt the horror of peace and tasted the bitterness......

"Now, does your mother still think that a fool can be bullied? Do you still think that you are truly unparalleled? Why do you have to force me to make a move?" Ping'an finally finished venting, and finally rewarded Zhao Xiaobing with a slap in the face, and asked, "Now, do you dare to say that one person suppresses my whole family?"

Zhao Xiaobing didn't answer directly, and after calming down, this ruthless man who was beaten into a "fat man" didn't panic, but sneered: "Otherwise, you can kill me now, otherwise I will definitely suppress your whole family." ”

"Of course, you can kill me now, because my brother will also suppress your whole family. ”

Zhao Xiaobing smiled, he still had confidence in his heart, and he could still say calmly: "I thought that Shi Taigong would not accept a true disciple in his life, and would bring his ability into the coffin, it seems that I was wrong, he actually accepted you as his heir." ”

"However, even if you get the personal inheritance of Shi Taigong, no matter how powerful one person is, can he beat a group of people?"

"So, Brother Ping'an, you want to play with me, you can't afford to play! It's okay if you don't make a move, as long as you hand over the secret recipe to change the quality of the fish, everyone will be fine. But now......"

Zhao Xiaobing's bloody face showed a cruel smile, worthy of being a murderer who spared it, he really has wolf nature!

And the wolf, as long as there is the slightest possibility, will break out of a crazy counterattack, so Zhao Xiaobing, who was repaired by Ping An, was not afraid, but aroused ferocity, he needed to find this field with ten losses and one hundred losses, not to mention, he still has the confidence and hole cards have not been out.

So he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Now, give you two choices, first, you punch me to death, I believe you have such strength, and then my brother will kill your whole family to avenge me." ”

"Don't think my brother doesn't dare to do it, Fang Houcai's family is a good example. Second, you kneel down and hand over the secret recipe, and then obediently ask me to break your hands and legs, and the matter will be settled. ”

The ferocity of the wolf was finally exposed at this moment.