In fact, Feng Junzi left the boxing ring and was stunned for a moment, but the winner was decided on the stage. Perhaps some people watched more martial arts movies or kung fu movies, and thought that the competition was all for a long time, but the actual situation was not the case. The time for masters to decide the winner was very short, and there was no such a big noise. Sometimes they couldn't even touch each other's clothes. If they really had physical contact, it would probably be the solution to the problem. This is completely different from the familiar boxing or taekwondo competitions. Xiao Zhengrong's third palm technique just now, "Blooming left and right" Feng Jun

Zi didn't look at it, but he had already pushed Taomuren to the corner of the boxing ring. Taomuren also knew that he had met a master today, so he heard him shout, and his hands stretched out and suddenly rushed towards Xiao Zhengrong. This was a way of fighting to the death. The skill of Baguazhang was mostly in footwork, and of course Xiao Zhengrong didn't want to wrestle with him on the stage. He took a step back, made way for Taomuren to pounce forward, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the other person's wrist, and the other hand held Taomuren's armpit. At the same time, his body was swirling in place. He actually grabbed Taomuren out of thin air with the force, and then turned around and swung out.

Taomuren flew down the stage with his teeth and claws, facing the group of people he brought. This kid was very skilled. He turned his head in the air, but instead of turning his head down, he barely landed on his feet. At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly flashed out of the crowd, and reached out to support Taomuren who was standing unsteadily. At this time, the screams from the audience rang out, and he heard someone applauding loudly - no need to ask, of course it was Feng Junzi.

Feng Junzi clumsi climbed into the boxing ring while cheering, and said, "Excellent! Exciting! Apprentice, thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Zhengrong ignored him, but clasped his fists at the Momoki Nin from the stage: "I'll give in!" He turned around and jumped out of the boxing ring.

Feng Junzi stood in the boxing ring and said to Taomu Ren, who looked ashamed, "Mr. Taomu, your wish to learn Chinese Kung Fu has been achieved, but the time is too short, and I feel a little unsatisfied. Today's matter is over, so don't bother us again in the future." After saying that, he was about to step down, and suddenly there was a flash of sight and another person on the stage.

This person is the middle-aged man who just supported Taomu Nin. Feng Junzi didn't know how he got on the stage. He just felt that when this person landed, the entire boxing ring trembled slightly, but did not make any sound. He subconsciously took a step back and looked at the visitor: "Why are you your surname? Is there anything wrong with coming on stage now?"

The man bowed politely and replied respectfully: "My name is Momoki Kenji, and he is Momoki Nin's father."

Taomu Jianci! It was him! It turned out that Taomu and his son were all here today! Feng Junzi wanted to look back at Taomu Ling's expression, but he still held back. He looked at the person in front of him, and his eyebrows were vaguely similar to Taomu Ren, with his small eyes shining brightly. Feng Junzi remembered that Taomu Jianci should be quite old and is over 60 years old this year, but the person in front of him was very energetic, which was only forty or fifty years old. Standing there invisibly had a compelling momentum. Feng Junzi had no good feelings for Taomu Jianci. If it were possible, he would like to press him to the ground and beat him hard, but now he could only say lightly: "It turns out that it is Taomu Renci. I'm sorry, the competition has ended."

But Momoki Kenji reached out to stop Feng Junzi who was about to step down: "Mr. Feng just said that the time was too short and it would be better to compete with each other."

Feng Junzi was so scared that he jumped back: "What? You compete with me again, why?"

Taomu Jianci: "I taught Taomu Ren's kung fu, and the one Mr. Xiao was your apprentice just now. Taomu Ren was not worthy of letting Mr. Feng take action, so he had to let me go on stage to meet Mr. Xiao's master. I think Mr. Feng will not refuse again, right?"

Feng Junzi was so angry that his ears were filled with coldness. With his body, he would never dare to fight with Tao Mu Jianci. Now he realized that the fox had to pay the price for his power. However, Tao Mu Jianci had already reached the forefront. Feng Junzi could not turn around and run away, so he had to bite the bullet and answer, "I'm sorry, I don't like to fight with people, and I have never fought. I think it's all right. It's over."

Taomu Jianci stretched out his hand and blocked Feng Junzi's way, and said politely: "I think the matter has just begun. Taomu's stubbornness is not as good as humans, so there is nothing to say, but it is Mr. Feng who promised the duel to be Mr. Feng. I don't think Mr. Feng will only let one disciple take action."

Seeing that Taomu Jianci mentioned Xiao Zhengrong, Feng Junzi seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "If you want to compete, just compete with that Mr. Xiao Zhengrong. Your son is not his opponent, and you may not be." Feng Junzi became honest now and no longer praised Xiao Zhengrong as his apprentice.

Unexpectedly, Taomu Jianci waved his hand and shook his head and said, "This matter is probably not easy for others to participate. I just heard from Mr. Feng that Taomu Ling is your woman, which is related to our Taomu family. Who do Taomu Ling likes to go with? My stepfather has no right to interfere, but she took away something from our Taomu family's ancestors. I hope I can recover it. If Mr. Feng wants to interfere, why don't we decide the ownership of that thing by this battle?"

Feng Junzi finally heard the smell of Taomu Jianci's words. It turned out that he did not come on stage for no reason, so he looked up and asked coldly: "Is the thing Mr. Taomu said a pair of ivory chopsticks?"

Kenji Momomu nodded politely: "Yes, it's a pair of ivory chopsticks. It turns out that Mr. Feng also knows it. Those chopsticks are the ancestral objects of our Taomu family. Although they are not very expensive, they are of great significance to me. So today I took the liberty to ask Mr. Feng for advice. If I can win, I hope Mr. Feng can convince Mr. Feng to return the things to us."

Feng Junzi looked at Taomu Jianci, and could not think of a person who seemed so polite on the surface, how could he say such shameless words? Others may not know, but Feng Junzi knew the origin of the chopsticks very well, and also knew the harm that Taomu father and son had used to Taomu Ling. A fire of nameless karma rose in his heart, and forgot Taomu Jianci's threat, and asked instead: "What if you lose? If you lose, can you disappear forever in front of me and Taomu Ling?"

Momoki Kenji still had a hypocritical style and nodded with a smile: "If Mr. Feng can beat me in one move and half way, I will not want anything and will not disturb you again."

At this time, Xiao Zhengrong, who was standing not far from the stage, clearly heard the words of the two people on the stage, and couldn't help but curse: "Shameless!" As long as you know, you can see that Feng Junzi was sloppy when he went on stage, and he was a person who had never practiced any kung fu in every move. In front of a master like Taomu Jianci, it was probably just a clothes rack. Since Xiao Zhengrong could see that Taomu Jianci could not see that Taomu Jianci was. As a master, he had to fight with an ordinary person who could not have any kung fu at all, and he spoke with high sound, which was really shameless. Thinking of this, Xiao Zhengrong couldn't help but want to go on stage to teach that guy a lesson, just waiting for Feng Junzi to say hello.
Chapter completed!