Bang bang!

Huang Feihong used a cross hand to protect him, blocking Yan Zhendong's rolling legs, and only took a step back.

The exercise of lying on the ground is a technique where the body is lying on the ground, exerting force with the waist and horse, and completely transmitting the power through the explosive power of the thigh muscle group.

Compared with the tricky Eagle Claw Technique, the attack power of the Earthly Lying Technique is stronger.

Yan Zhendong wanted to prove that he could repel Huang Feihong by relying on the strength of his legs.

However, Huang Feihong removed Yan Zhendong's power with just one cross hand. Before Yan Zhendong could get out his leg, Huang Feihong twisted his body and shook his tail with a move, and kicked Yan Zhendong directly on the waist and abdomen!

Yan Zhendong took four and a half steps backwards!

During the last half step, Yan Zhendong stepped hard with one foot, shattering the blue bricks on the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

So strong...

The apprentices who were watching the audience completely forgot to breathe.

Xu Feng knew that Huang Feihong was very strong, but after comparing, he realized that Huang Feihong was really too strong!

Liang Kuan also admired him all over his eyes, and at the same time felt deeply regretful in his heart.

After repelling Yan Zhendong, Huang Feihong did not take advantage of the victory, but chose to forgive others.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at Yan Zhendong coldly, "Master Yan, click until it."

These words are actually a way to Yan Zhendong.

Although I just had a few short matches just now, the outcome was actually very obvious.

Yan Zhendong's eagle claw skills are not as strong as Huang Feihong's iron-line fist, and his legs are not as good as Huang Feihong's leg skills - this is due to the premise that Huang Feihong did not use his shadowless feet.

If it were someone else, he would have blushed at this time, bowed his hands and said "Master Huang Gaoyi", and then he tactfully went down the steps and left Baozhilin obediently.

However, Yan Zhendong was full of dissatisfaction.

So what if you lose Eagle Claws? So what if you lose Earthly lying skills?

He also has the unique skill of "Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt"!

He can't beat Huang Feihong, but Huang Feihong can't even think that he can hurt him!

So, he was not convinced!

Yan Zhendong curled his lips and sneered: "Master Huang, we are just starting out, why are you anxious!"

The purpose of Huang Feihong's intervention in this battle was to protect Xu Feng. Now that Xu Feng is no longer in danger, Huang Feihong no longer wants to fight.

He sighed long, "Master Yan, the country is in danger. People like you and me should take saving the country and the people as their responsibility, so why do you have to fight?"

Yan Zhendong said in a deep voice: "If you have tenderness, of course you don't have to fight for it! If I don't have one, I have to fight for it!"

As he said that, he took a stance again, looking like he was determined to die.

Huang Feihong shook his head slightly and said lightly: "Since that's the case, I will give this name to you, and I... admit defeat."

"What? You can't admit defeat! Master!" Lin Shirong shouted loudly: "You obviously won!"

Ya Pisu also said anxiously: "A Feng, Junior Brother Feng! You, please persuade Master quickly! No, you can't admit defeat!"

Xu Feng's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He gradually began to understand the Master’s intention.

In the face of national crisis, we should have been united in the outside world. How can we fight for some mere fame?

The so-called "heroes" have never been the most powerful person in martial arts, but a person who sincerely serves the country and the people.

There are too few such people.

People can always understand people who have the same mind as themselves, but it is difficult to understand people who have different minds from themselves.

Therefore, even fewer people can understand the hero.

Most people live for fame and money, but the real heroes don't care about these things.

Liang Kuan, who was standing beside him, also looked at Huang Feihong with confusion. With his thinking, he could not understand why Huang Feihong did this, but he vaguely felt that Huang Feihong was the real master.

Yan Zhendong's face turned pale, "Master Huang, what a joke! Before we officially started fighting, Neng gave up on the loss?"

Huang Feihong smiled and said, "Master Yan, you are the strongest man in Foshan."

Yan Zhendong's muscles twitched, and there seemed to be no joy.

He knew very well that he, the most powerful man in Foshan, was clearly what Huang Feihong gave him.

Huang Feixiang said earnestly again: "Master Yan, I still say the same thing, the country is in danger, foreigners are arrogant and domineering on our own land, lieving us young people in Fushan to go to Jinshan to be slaves. As the martial arts men of Fushan, we should unite, punish the strong and help the weak, and share life and death with the people of Fushan! This is the real righteousness!"

Yan Zhendong's eyes hesitated for a moment, but soon regained his fierce expression, "Master Huang, the world is so big, I can't control it! Since Neng admits defeat today, don't blame me for dismantling the sign of Nenbao Zhilin! I want to hang the sign of Nenbao Zhilin on the long street so that all the people of Fushan know that the master Huang Feihong was defeated by me, Yan Zhendong!"

Lin Shirong picked up the wooden stick, "You dare!"

Kicking the hall and demolishing the signboard is the biggest insult to those who practice martial arts.

Huang Feihong shook his head disappointed at Yan Zhendong, "My Baozhilin is a clinic, not a martial arts school. If you want to demolish the signature, just hope that after Master Yan gets the title of Foshan No. 1, he can truly do something for the people of Foshan."

"Hmph!" Yan Zhendong sneered: "A Kuan, remove Bao Zhilin's sign!"

Liang Kuan stood there without moving.

"waste!"

Yan Zhendong walked to the gate of Baozhilin himself, flew over, kicked the plaque of Baozhilin hanging two meters high, and knocked his knee into two pieces!

"Hahaha!" Yan Zhendong laughed and said, "From now on, there will be no tender yellow Feihong in Fushan! Only I, Yan Zhendong! A Kuan! I won't leave yet!"

Liang Kuan gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Huang Feihong and others, and then ran out in shame.

This matter arose because of him.

But to be honest, even without him Liang Kuan, Yan Zhendong would still provoke Huang Feihong.

"Master!"

Lin Shirong cried and said, "How could you let them remove our Baozhilin's sign! Let me catch up with them and grab the sign back!"

Ya Pi Su also wiped his tears and said, "Master, Master! I'll go too!"

Huang Feihong frowned and said, "Why are you crying? You'll have a sign missing. Just make a new one tomorrow. Could it be that I, Baozhilin, isn't Baozhilin? I won't treat the disease and save people? I won't deal with the Hesha Gang and Jishan?"

"Master!" Lin Shirong said with anger: "We... are so frustrated!"

Huang Feihong shouted coldly: "What's the point of frustration? Is this sentence in vain?"

"Our main goal now is not internal fighting, but to deal with the good deeds of Melikan!"

"The iron ship at the offshore port will be leaving in one day. Who will save those compatriots who have been tricked into boarding the ship?"

"Do you have to watch our fellow Francises die in other countries with pain like Ding Dazhi!"

Bang!

There was a sound of falling from the inner hall.

Huang Feihong's face suddenly became tight and he rushed in quickly.

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