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.

Everyone off the court was watching Ning Xiu, the members of the Wushu Association, the British delegation, the subordinates of Li Zhongtang, and the representative of the court officials who maintained Chinese martial arts, Dorobel.

Everyone is waiting for Ning Xiu's choice.

Dorobel swayed the jade ring on his thumb with his right hand. Just as he was about to speak again, a sound suddenly sounded from the field.

"good."

There is no dissatisfaction, no resentment, and no anger.

To everyone's surprise, Ning Xiu just put the big gun in his hand on the sidelines with a calm look on his face, then turned around and walked onto the ring again, looking at Luo Hu.

“It’s OK to continue now.”

Hearing Ning Xiu's voice, Luo Hu slowly raised his head and looked at Ning Xiu and stopped talking.

Ning Xiu saw his thoughts at a glance.

"We are still competing. Don't embarrass Mr. Sun. Show your strongest strength. This time I will completely defeat you."

Goosebumps all over his body and his hair stood up. At this time, Luo Hu realized that he was no longer the tiger he had always been, but instead seemed like a prey targeted by a tiger.

He felt a very dangerous message from Ning Xiu. In this battle, he had changed from being just simply blocking the knife for foreigners to being a proof of Xingyi.

He wanted to prove his master, and Sun Sanyuan was never worse than Sha Zilong.

Luo Hu raised his spirit to the most nervous state, and his whole body made a slight cracking sound. At this time, he abandoned all the distractions and seemed to have become the tiger who was ecstatic to martial arts.

At the same time, he punched the most perfect punch in his career as a warrior.

Boom!

Luo Hu stepped forward and followed one step closer, but did not exceed his front foot. Then the right fist placed beside his right rib suddenly rushed forward. The speed was fast and fierce, as if the air was shaken by his force.

He used not the cannon fist he often used. The cannon fist was emitted from the upper plate, while Luo Hu's punch was emitted from the middle plate's chest and abdomen.

"Half-step collapse punch!"

Ning Xiu frowned slightly when he saw it.

When it comes to the master of Xingyi, the most inaccessible person is Guo Yunshen, who is famous for his Bengquan and is known as "half-step Bengquan to attack the world."

Its shape is short and its strength is strong, like an arrow piercing the heart, like a mountain collapses and a crack in the earth, so it is called "Bengquan".

What is mysterious is actually just the simplest follow-up rushing fist, but this simplest follow-up rushing fist, which was used in Guo Yunshen's hand, has created a legend in a generation.

The most common description of it is:

Don’t snatch the edge of the head, those who are in the right direction will fly away.

However, Luo Hu obviously did not reach Guo Yunshen's realm, otherwise, the outcome of this battle would be unknown.

The steps of the Bengquan are all about one stroke and one step. When the front foot moves, it is like an iron ox plowing the ground. It is impartial and straight, and it must seize the opponent's middle door; when the back foot moves, it must be fast and fierce, like an arrow coming out of the string; when the mind moves, the body shakes, and you will enter without any hesitation.

Luo Hu's punch came over, and the blue veins on his arm burst out, and the steel was strong and powerful, just like an arrow that collapsed a mountain, unstoppable.

This time, Ning Xiu did not choose to take the lead.

This is not the kind of stupid and stupid match. After one step of the way, he instantly grabbed Luo Hu's left side. The exquisiteness of the Bagua Wandering Step was revealed to the extreme at this step.

Like a dragon ascends to the sky, like an eagle rushing to the rabbit, like a snake plucking grass, or like a swallow wiping water, this step is so appropriate.

While snatching the side, Ning Xiu pushed his palm and hit Luo Hu's ribs directly.

Click!

The force brings up the clothes with a crisp sound!

Ning Xiu pushed his palm and hit Luo Hu directly on the lower ribs, but Luo Hu actually took it down. At the same time, his body turned and used his left fist to hit Ning Xiu with a step-by-step collapse punch.

Ning Xiu hurriedly turned his hand back to block it.

With a "bang", the two figures suddenly separated. Ning Xiu took three steps back and stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then he removed the force.

Luo Hu stood there, bowed his body, gasping for breath, showing pain on his face.

Ning Xiu just looked at him without saying a word.

This offense and defense made the people watching the game terrified.

The Chinese martial arts always had the group of people stunned. Mr. Li Shigan, who is honorary consultant Cai Foli, was even more nervous. With his cultivation, he could best detect the danger and sweat was flowing on his face without realizing it.

Luo Hu gasped, suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, so happy. I haven't competed so hard for more than ten years after leaving Master."

Ning Xiu shook his numb arms, but at this time he admired Luo Hu. After being pushed by his hand, three of his ribs were broken, and it was obvious that the situation had already pressed his heart and lungs. At this time, Luo Hu was even breathing a little reluctantly, but he insisted on standing here. This alone is worthy of admiration for all the warriors.

Luo Hu smiled and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "Come again!"

Ning Xiu had no intention of ending it.

No matter which reason, the competition should not end there.

But it's time to end all this.

He rushed towards Luo Hu, and Luo Hu stood up and met him.

No one expected that in this arena, the last move Luo Hu used would be the famous old ape hanging seal of his master Mr. Sun Sanyuan.

While Luo Hu was driving Ning Xiu's palm, he flew over and hit his knees in his chest.

Ning Xiu sideways to avoid it, and at the same time leans forward, with his hands forward, and directly holds Luo Hu's chin. Luo Hu's 1.9-meter-old burly body flew backwards out of the field!

It fell heavily on the ground, and the field was silent.

It seemed as if the battle between Luo Hu and Sun Sanyuan was reappeared on that day, but at that time, Sun Sanyuan used Xingyi's white ape to support peaches, but Ning Xiu used the Bagua's flowers hidden in the leaves.

Luo Hu lay on the ground and couldn't stand up no matter what. The bright red blood kept flowing out of his mouth, soaking the bluestone floor and dyeing his gaze red.

"Do you know what the pass of the old ape hanging seal is? "The old man's face was full of sadness.

"I haven't heard you say it." The young man looked proud.

"The old ape hangs the seal and looks back, but the pass is not hanging the seal."

“But looking back.”

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"Teacher, Master..."

"The disciple understands, but the disciple can't turn around." The man, who was nearly two meters tall, was filled with tears at this time, and it seemed that he could see the familiar figure again in his eyes.

The old man showed a kind smile, squatted down, and stretched out his right hand.

The boy lying on the ground and glanced at him and handed his little hand to the old man.

Holding big hands, small hands, walked towards the distance.

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Chapter completed!