"Here you come!"

Listening to the sound of footsteps, everyone's eyes looked at the passage of the field.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Xiu's figure appeared in front of everyone, wearing black clothes, and a large gun made of refined steel was inserted diagonally behind him.

His people were also as thin, slender, and sharp as that big gun. They had been tempered for thousands of times and were refined into fine steel.

The head of this gun can be clearly seen to be larger than an ordinary spear, full of visual oppression.

Ning Xiu often walked up step by step.

On the ring made by Qingtian jade, the two stood facing each other.

Luo Hu knew that Ning Xiu was the useless brother in Ning Xiu's hands, and then he conducted a series of investigations. In his impression, the strongest person in Sha Zilong's sect should be Wang Sansheng, who had already lost to him.

Although he was a little surprised, as long as the person who came was not Sha Zilong, there would be no difference to him.

He stared at Ning Xiu. "Xingyi, Luo Hu."

Ning Xiu took off the belt around his waist, took off the big gun, raised his head, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Jiwu, Ning Xiu."

"Is my senior brother injured in your hands?"

Luo Hu nodded.

Ning Xiu said: "You killed Mr. Sun?"

Luo Hu nodded.

Ning Xiu looked over Luo Hu, looked at the boxing champion from the British Empire behind him, and said, "Are you now a watchdog for foreigners?"

Luo Hu clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, but he still nodded.

"Since both sides are in place, start announcing the rules of the competition..." Seeing that the court was losing its composure on the court seemed to be moving to a bad place, the referee in charge of hosting the game spoke quickly, but before he could finish his words, he was directly interrupted ruthlessly.

"Okay, it's time to start."

"Okay, no rules are discussed..."

Ning Xiu glanced at the referee and said, "Since it's a competition, there is only one rule."

“Which kind?”

"Fight until the other party lies down and can never get up again."

Luo Hu stared at Ning Xiu, cracked his mouth and showed white teeth, and sneered: "Okay, this way of playing is just right for my appetite."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Hu grabbed the three nunchaku with one hand, bent his legs slightly, "bang", and rushed towards Ning Xiu like a tiger as he was as tall as a mountain. Then, at a distance of several meters, the three nunchaku in his hand suddenly shook it away and smashed Ning Xiu's head.

The three-numb-chalk can be close or far away. This sudden wake-up call made many people unexpectedly unexpected. I would rather not hide than avoid it. I stabbed the tip of the gun forward and accurately stabbed the iron ring connected to the stick. The body of the gun was rolled and the three-numb-chalk was next to it, but Luo Hu followed the trend and went in.

"Go!"

With a tiger-like roar, Luo Hu's cannon fist had already hit Ning Xiu like an explosion.

I see how you can unleash your strength!

Since Luo Hu had already investigated Ning Xiu, he naturally knew that he was good at Tai Chi and Gossip, but he was confident that the other party had no time to relieve his strength in this punch.

Because this punch was too fast and too fierce, like a cannon.

But he didn't understand Tai Chi spirit, nor did he understand Ning Xiu.

Tai Chi is strong, yin and yang, who told you that Tai Chi can only overcome hardness with softness?

As for Ning Xiu, he didn't want to hide at all.

He wanted to know how strong his physique was after Taotie's improvement. Without any hesitation, Ning Xiu also punched him again.

boom!

Everyone never expected that Luo Hu, who was defeated, was known for his fierceness.

Luo Hu's face remained unchanged at the exclamations around him. He stared at Ning Xiu's face with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Who told you that Xingyi can only be strong?

He broke his hands hard, and the three nunchakus turned into two short sticks, and the iron ring of the short stick in the middle was placed on the tip of the spear.

From the beginning, he practiced the three nunchaku and imagined enemy was a gun.

It should be said that the set of stick techniques created by Sun Sanyuan is the soul-breaking gun aimed at Sha Zilong.

Luo Hu practiced hard for a while, and he had no idea how many times he had previewed all possible scenes. Three nunchakus got into the gun!

You must fight in close combat and don’t give the other party a chance to breathe.

Ning Xiu swept across the backhand with a move. Luo Hu was overjoyed and leaned back to let the sweeping gun pass by. He just waited for the gun body to pass by him, then he pressed it on his body and gave him a fatal blow.

The moment the gun body swept across, Luo Hu suddenly stood up and was about to rush forward. At this time, a black shadow flashed across the corner of his eyes, and the gun body that should have gone too far came back again.

What!

Almost instinct, Luo Hu relied on the amazing waist and abdomen strength and supported by the iron rods of his hands, and made an iron bridge like lightning, finally avoiding the outcome of being swept out.

Luo Hu was present in the field and did not pay attention. The audience on the side of Ning Xiu's back could see clearly. The moment the gun body swept over his waist, Ning Xiu's left and right hands swapped, and instantly made a round-robin.

It is already terrifying enough to do this, and what is even more terrifying is that the strength does not diminish at all.

The gun blade swept through the sharp edge and directly brought out a tiny hole on Luo Hu's cheek.

After getting up, Luo Hu reached out and touched the blood from the wound on his cheek, put it in his mouth and added it to his mouth. It was salty and astringent. He had just walked through the gate of hell and stopped attacking rashly, but began to pace around Ning Xiu.

He knew in his heart that the person in front of him was definitely not comparable to Wang Sansheng. If he was not careful, he would only lose.

"Soul-Breaking Spear?"

Ning Xiu shook his head.

The extreme martial arts spear, the Liuhe gun force swept across Liuhe!

Everyone's Liuhe Gun is different. Generally speaking, it is about "heart, qi, courage, hands, steps, and eyes". It is a mix of six ancient masters of gunshot skills.

Everyone has different understandings.

It is not incomprehensible that Luo Hu will recognize it as the Soul-Breaking Spear. Compared with the Soul-Breaking Spear that he had just understood, Ning Xiu is still easy to use for the Liuhe Spear.

Besides, there is no need for the Soul-Breaking Spear to deal with Luo Hu.

Ning Xiu held the gun in both hands and stood there, staring at Luo Hu's footsteps, a drop of blood slowly dripped down the blade of the gun, and a ray of sunlight fell on the blade of the gun from outside the window, emitting a sequential white light.

"Luo Hu's weapons have been damaged. To be fair, it is better for both sides to fight naked."

At this moment, a voice sounded from below, and everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the sound, and found that the person who spoke was Dorobel.

That is, the official representative of the Qing government in this competition.

His opinion is completely enough to dominate the rules of the game.

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

You should know that Luo Hu was obviously at a disadvantage in the fight between the two sides, and Dorobel's move was obviously favoring him.

On the field, Luo Hu held the two pieces of iron rods tightly with both hands until his fingertips turned white and his forehead was bulging. Finally, he took a long breath and threw the iron rod in his hand off the field.

He lowered his head and staggered Ning Xiu's gaze.

This was a big taboo in the competition, but at this moment, Luo Hu didn’t know why this happened. Did he dare not?

"good."
Chapter completed!