When Pang Guan and Gong Er walked into the gate of the Samurai Association, the conference was about to begin, but the two did not dare to walk in the middle, but walked along the edge behind Mr. Gong.

The old man was holding a teacup, blew a light breath, and took a sip of tea. All the martial arts people present looked at Mr. Gong. There was no sound in the huge venue.

"I have been in charge of the Chinese Warrior Association for several years. I have not accomplished any major things. When I am in this position, I feel ashamed when I think about this. Today, I invite many small sects from the north to gather in the Warrior Association for the purpose of not showing prestige and becoming famous.

Instead, we must realize an ideal in my heart.”

Seeing that everyone present was listening carefully, Mr. Gong continued, "The three eastern provinces have fallen, I don't need to say much about this. It was a time when the country was in danger. The old saying goes well. Every man is angry and blood splatters five steps. We martial artists are the most passionate.

There are many dog-slaughtering people who are righteous, let alone those of us who have two skills in them. Since we have learned martial arts and practiced martial arts, we must use them on the blade.

I clearly explained the theme of today's meeting in the invitation. Now, those who are willing to implement it with me will stay. Those who are unwilling to flow into this muddy water can leave now!"

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked around, but he saw that no one had stood up and didn't even move. Although there was no expression on his face, an eager light burst out from his eyes.

"Since that's the case, without saying much, all sects have selected people who can help. Although this time, it is a matter of martial arts, it is not a competition for the trend. When the time comes, it will be a representative to be selected!" Mr. Gong said the constitution.

After saying this, someone immediately walked out. This is a representative of the legs that are bouncing. The northern legs are regarded as the symbol of the northern legs. They have always been famous for their rapid bending and stretching and their legs are like ejection. They walk rapidly.

As soon as the man walked out, another person stood up next to him. Looking at the sign of his sect, he was a disciple of Eagle Claw Fist.

Eagle Claw Fist is a pictographic fist, also known as Eagle Claw Fist, which mainly grasps, holds, locks and other techniques. It practices the force, and the fighting style is flipped up and down, and the chain is fast.

The two stood opposite each other, saluted each other, and did not tell anything in detail, and immediately started a fight.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to bounce his legs, stepped forward in three steps, and turned around at a high speed, and simply swept across the army.

The Eagle Claw Sect's disciple did not expect that the other party was so fast that it was too late to retreat. He immediately used the iron bridge that Pang's father used, and narrowly avoided this leg. He even had to use his hand to support the ground with his hands because he bent backward too quickly.

But before he could get up, he turned around with the power of rotation, bent his knees and squatted down, and swept his legs with one move, just about to break the lower plate of the eagle claw.

The Eagle Claw had no choice but to support the ground with his hands and exerted force under his feet. He made a backflip and took two steps back.

A single kick of leg gained the upper hand, but it would not give the other party a room to fight back. Then he stepped forward and used a solid-founded series of kicks.

One leg after another, one leg after another, one leg after another, interchange left and right, endless.

The eagle claw had to protect her hands in front of her and barely resisted it.

It is said that hands are two doors, and they all rely on their feet to hit people.

The two of them protected their bodies with both hands, defended tightly, and the legs of the two were fast and fast, and they attacked urgently.

They are all good at solid basic skills.

"I heard that those who practice eagle claws will practice body protection skills such as iron shirts at the same time. Isn't it true?" Pang Guan asked Gong Er in a low voice.

"Where did you know?"

Gong Er's words undoubtedly affirmed Pang Guan's guess.

"Since that's the case, the Eagle Claw Gate should have won this game," said Pang Guan.

"Why?" Gong Er asked in confusion as he looked at the Eagle Claw Sector who was now in a defensive state.

Pang Guan pointed at both sides of the battle with his hands.

"Look, since those who practice eagle claws can refine their bodies, if he is forced to get a kick, he will definitely break the current deadlock, alleviate the opponent's rushing attack, and take the initiative in his own hands.

But now? Look at the thigh just now, the opponent kicked his thigh, and he could not block it at all, but he still blocked it with his hands. What does this mean?"

Gong Er suddenly realized when he heard this: "You said he was waiting for a chance to kill with one blow?"

Pang Guan nodded: "Not bad."

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, the continuous stretching of legs means that the leg method slowed down. You should know that the force cannot be maintained, and the explosion is a moment. People are not perpetual motion machines and cannot maintain high-speed operation for a long time.

Bounce your legs means you want to fight in one go. You can defeat the opponent with a rapid leg technique. This is a desperate way to fight, but once the opponent holds on, it will fade away again and you will lose all the truth. Everyone understands the principle of three-way exhaustion.

The kick means that the kick is turning around and kicking sideways. I thought the eagle claw would resist or dodge, but the other party's reaction was beyond his expectations.

The other party actually took the lead against his lower abdomen!

But seeing this kick solidly hitting the lower abdomen represented by the Eagle Claw Fist, he just showed discomfort and endured the pain. Although he had practiced body training skills such as iron shirts, even if he practiced to the highest level, he could only withstand the hit of a stick, not to mention that his body training was not very deep.

Eagle Claw Fist is best at grabbing, and it is reflected at this time.

He grabbed the other's right leg with his left hand, and his fingers were like iron pliers, tightly clamping the muscles and bones on the other's legs to prevent the other from retracting. He stepped forward and inserted his right leg into the other's inner collapse, bent his knees and lunges, breaking the other's lower plate.

The opponent immediately panicked and tried hard to pull out his right leg, but the eagle claws were practicing claw power. Since you held it, would you still leave?

I saw the eagle claws pressing the right hand on the other party’s waist, exerting force, and shouting: Ha!

He actually threw the other party out directly.

In this game, Eagle Claws win!

There were constant applause from the scene, especially the leader of the Eagle Claw Gate. Seeing his apprentice becoming famous today and earning face for his boxing, his face was quite bright.

But although this contest is very interesting and the fight is good, Mr. Gong was not very happy.

Because the disciples who appear now are only some of them, and their kung fu is not first-class. The Northern Fist and Southern Pass need experts. These disciples who look pretty good are still far from each other!

Pang Guan understood that although these northern sects were willing to pass the Northern Fist on the Southern Cross, they were also worried and unwilling to show their true skills and real skills.

I'm afraid some of them were forced to come due to pressure from Gong Baosen and the military, and were afraid of swearing the old man's face.

Thinking of this, Pang Guan narrowed his eyes. After all, he was his father-in-law. At this time, as a son-in-law, he should have to contribute.

Besides, my father asked him to fight against hundreds of martial arts, understand the true meaning of boxing, and walk his own path. Isn’t it an opportunity now?

"Old man, I wonder if I am qualified to play?" Pang Guan asked in a low voice.

Mr. Gong, who was originally still silent, was shocked when he heard this, thought for a moment, and then looked at Mr. Pang.

But seeing that the elders of Pang are there, it seems that he has not heard Pang Guan’s question at all.

Mr. Gong asked in a low voice: "Is your hands itchy?"

Pang Guan smiled shyly: "A little bit".

"Yes," the old man nodded: "Are you sure?"

"I dare not speak out, I have the ability to force them out," Pang Guan replied.

Hearing this, Mr. Gong knew that Pang Guan understood what he thought.

"Okay, then the old man will pave the way for you today."

As he said that, Mr. Gong put down his teacup and stood up.

When everyone saw the old man standing up, they stopped and listened to him.

"I have a son-in-law in my Gong family. I believe everyone knows that since it is the Northern Fist and Southern Transmission, my Gong family's sixty-four hands are no exception. I am old and not many people can work with me.

But I proposed this meeting today. The Gong family cannot be without a representative, but he is the one who represents me, Gong Baosen!”

Mr. Gong pointed at the index finger and Pang Guan stood up.

Everyone looked at the old man's fingers and found that they were actually a young man in his twenties, with a tall and majestic figure and extraordinary temperament.

"Is this the four-year-old Pang Renzhi who is so famous?"

The people below whispered.

"I've never seen it. I thought I was a weak scholar. I didn't expect that I would be so strong and my skills should be good."

"You can't just look at the surface when looking at people. Some people are golden and jade, and some are ordinary but powerful."

"I often go to the Gong family courtyard and have never seen Pang Renzhi. I'm afraid he has never learned the Gong family's sixty-four skills."

"What does the old man mean? Use us to practice for his son-in-law? Or to support his juniors?"

There were a lot of discussions on the spot, both good and bad, but they all thought that the old man wanted to support his juniors.

"No matter what, I'll let the old man come to Taiwan later."

"Yes, don't make everyone look good"

...

Pang Guan's six senses were keen, so he naturally vaguely heard the conversations of these people. He smiled slightly. Do these people really think they are a literati with no power?

"Since he is the son-in-law of the Gong family, he is naturally qualified to play. Mr. Pang, please." The leader of the Eagle Claw Gate stood up and spoke for the disciples on the field.

Although the other leaders did not speak, they did not object. Some even raised their hands to signal Pang Guan to end.

Seeing this, Pang Guan was not at all timid and bowed to the surroundings, and then walked casually into the field. He walked very naturally, neither slow nor fast.

Standing five meters in front of the Eagle Claw Gate, Pang Guan stood still.

"Dear seniors, I am the representative of the Gong family this time. I am also aware of myself. I am more of fighting against hundreds of schools of thought and practicing boxing. If I win by chance, I would like to take care of you."

Pang Guan said this first, so that he could continue to stay after winning and accept the wheel battle off the stage.

This time, it doesn’t matter whether you win or not. There are two purposes: one is to accumulate experience and see the mountains, and the other is to force real experts to appear.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on." The representative of the Eagle Claw Gate seemed to be impatient.

Pang Guan smiled and said, "Okay..."

The word "good" just fell, and Pang Guan's entire temperament changed instantly. Pang Guan, who originally smiled, had deliberately restrained his murderous intent, so he seemed harmonious.

But his face suddenly turned cold and his murderous aura showed his murderous aura, and the evil spirit that had slapped more than 30 people to death with his own hands burst out.
To be continued...