After the two of them held their fists and saluted slightly, they set off their fists five meters apart.

The Xingyi Boxer naturally puts on the authentic Xingyi frame, while Zhao Tulong naturally puts on the Tongkou-winding boxing style passed down by the Zhao family.

This Xingyi boxer decided to take the lead. After all, Xingyi has always said that "fight hard and attack without any restraint" and either you beat me to death or I beat you to death.

He rubbed his feet and walked in a straight line. In an instant, he came to Zhao Tulong. He raised his right hand and fisted his face!

Zhao Tulong remained as if he was still as a mountain. He only raised his right hand, then spread his five fingers, and took a catch when he slashed down.

The two of them were just a round of contact, and the Xingyi Boxer's face suddenly changed, because he was subjected to the other party's terrifying force and was extremely pure!

"call!"

The Xingyi boxer exhaled a breath and immediately changed his movements. He raised his other hand, and he was like a tiger from the mountain, pounced towards Zhao Tulong's face.

Zhao Tulong did not move his feet, but his head flickered, and he easily moved away from the opponent's attack.

"It's too tender!" Zhao Tulong said lightly.

He took a step back, and the Xingyi boxer felt that he had been humiliated and immediately took action to pursue him!

However, Zhao Tulong raised his hand, turned around the air twice, wrapped around the other party's wrist, and easily took the collapse punch.

Just when the Xingyi boxer was about to take another move to deal with Zhao Tulong, he was already a beat slower. Zhao Tulong swung his other hand and fell from the other person's head!

Xingyi Boxer hurriedly blocked his forearm to the top of his head, but Zhao Tulong's thug seemed to have fallen down as if the sky had fallen, and hit his forearm. A huge pressure fell from the top, which made the boxer blush and his legs weak. With a squeak, his knees directly hit the cement ring.

The cement on the surface of the ring cracked and cracked!

"Ah!!!" Xingyi Boxer roared angrily, and his strength moved with the sound. He tried his best to stand up. With this force, his body shaking, like a building with unstable foundation.

However, Zhao Tulong stretched out his other hand expressionlessly and put it on the back of his hand. With a squeak, the Xingyi Boxer, who was about to get up, knelt down again!

This time, he was weak all over. The moment Zhao Tulong stopped, he fell to the ground like mud.

The scene that happened in front of us made everyone present feel uproar.

"What's going on? Master Luo is a master of Xingyi. He was defeated by this person so easily?!"

"What's this person's name? Is Zhao Yinglong? I thought he was an unknown person..."

Zhao Yinglong was the pseudonym that Zhao Tulong used this trip to Southeast Asia. In fact, Zhao Yinglong was his real name, and Zhao Tulong, who was later renamed, was the dragon Yu Xiaolong.

Qi Shenxian and Jiuheng couldn't help but look at each other at this moment, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes!

Their skills are higher than everyone present, so you can naturally see the mystery. Master Luo, who practices Xingyi, is definitely not weak, and can be called a master! However, he was easily pressed to the ground by Zhao Tulong's two palms and turned into a ball of mud.

Even Yu Xiaolong couldn't help but feel solemn and surprised. In my impression, Zhao Tulong's martial arts skills were not as good as hers, but he was good at using strange and lewd skills, so he had unpredictable tricks from gods and ghosts.

However, at this moment, Zhao Tulong could not see through it anymore, and she only felt that this person's strength was a bit incredible.

Jiuheng pointed at the right angle in surprise and said casually: "I can't see through this person's kung fu? Moreover, he seemed to carry some magic weapons to cover his own magnetic field. The aura was very obscure and difficult to perceive."

Qi Xin nodded and said, "I can do those two moves just now. However, Zhao Tulong's kung fu is not that high!"

Jiuhen narrowed his eyes and said, "I hope I can meet him in the next round of lottery draws. I want to see how deep this guy hides and how powerful he is! Master Buddha, I want to send him to see the Holy Lord!"

Zhao Tulong had already walked off the arena. He was calm and did not care, as if he had just done something insignificant.

If Qi Shunxian had not known that the person who had sneaked into Jiuheng and injured him was Qi Buyu, I'm afraid that at this time, he would have suspected that Zhao Tulong had come to his head.

After all, the martial arts skills that Zhao Tulong just showed are already a bit scary!

"I didn't expect that this conference held by the Nanyang National Arts Association actually exploded such a master! I suspect that he was the one who sneaked into Buddha at the door of the water association that day." Jiuhen's eyes flashed and he had murderous intentions.

"It's probably not." Qi Xinxian shook his head, thinking.

"How do you know it's not?" Jiuheng suddenly became alert and looked at Qi Shunxian.

He was beaten by Qi Mian once, so he was very alert.

Qi Shuinxian said expressionlessly: "Because I have watched the video, the kung fu of the two is not the same style, and their figures are different, so it cannot be the same person."

Jiuheng thought for a while and said, "Oh... it makes some sense!"

Although Qi Shuinxian and Jiuheng were both surprised by Zhao Tulong's martial arts, this did not hinder the next battle. Soon two martial artists took the stage and started the battle.

However, Qi Jianxian no longer had the heart to watch the battle, but was thinking about Zhao Tulong's martial arts.

After a battle, Zhao Tulong went straight back to the lounge. He seemed to have no interest in watching the next battle.

"I have met Zhao Tulong, is this person really him?" Qi Jixian narrowed his eyes and thoughtful.

"No matter who he is, he will be killed when he goes to the ring!" Jiuheng didn't care, he was careless and didn't care about these things.

Qi Shuinxian shook his head slightly and said, "The game will be finished soon, and the next round will be drawn soon. Today's game only has two rounds. I hope we won't crash."

Jiuhen grinned and said, "It's not bad to crash with you. After the fight, I'll go back and have a relaxing rest."

Not long after, the first round of the game ended, and the winning martial artists began to draw the second round of the lottery.

Qi Shuinxian drew his opponent, and Jiuheng and Yu Xiaolong both drew their opponents, and there was no collision.

The second round is unreasonable for these people. Although the opponent is a little more interesting than the first round, the gap in strength is still very large.

Zhao Tulong also passed the level easily. In this round of battle, he did not show his mountains or show his waters, and defeated his opponent in a calm manner. However, the martial arts he showed were not as shocking as when he defeated Master Luo.

"Tomorrow, I will probably draw Zhao Tulong." Qi Jianxian thought to himself.

It was getting dark and everyone left.

Qi Shenxian winked with Yu Xiaolong, and then met in a secluded place outside the venue.

"Haha, Joan of Arc's mud duck!" Qi laughed loudly after seeing Yu Xiaolong.
Chapter completed!