"Be careful!" Zhou Ming suddenly said in the audience: "Tai Chi uses softness to overcome strength. Zhao Hong learned it specifically to deal with you. However, he has not been studying for long and is not mature yet. You have to seize the opportunity!"
"Yes." Wu Feng nodded cautiously and looked at Zhou Ming gratefully. When the two of them dueled each other that time, Wu Feng was completely convinced by Zhou Ming's Taizu Changquan, so he naturally listened to his suggestions.
Everyone in the audience started whispering, but most of them felt that Zhou Ming was pretending to understand. Some even spoke loudly and made sarcastic remarks without hesitation. But Zhou Ming didn't care at all.
Zhao Hong was shocked. He didn't know how Zhou Ming saw it, but he silently regarded Zhou Ming as an opponent on the same level as Wu Feng and Gan Lei.
On the stage, Wu Feng and Zhao Hong fought again. Wu Feng knew the power of Tai Chi and did not dare to take it lightly anymore. He was always careful about Zhao Hong's strange moves. Water came to cover him, and soldiers came to block him. The two of them were fighting each other in a short time.
Ten strikes, but each one has his own victory or defeat.[
Wu Feng couldn't help but feel anxious. He never knew that Zhao Hong was so strong. The two of them had played against each other in the club before. At that time, Wu Feng felt that although Zhao Hong was a master, he was just mediocre. Today
After fighting, Zhao Hong's strength increased a lot, and it seemed that he was still not inferior to him, making it difficult to win for a while.
The two of them were going back and forth, their fists hitting each other's bodies making a "bang bang" sound. Zhao Hong secretly groaned in his heart. The power of Wu Feng's fists could be seen by all in the martial arts hall, second only to Gan Lei. He arrived
I have been beaten for more than a dozen times now. Although I pretend to be relaxed, I am actually very strenuous.
Zhao Hong wanted to overwhelm Wu Feng in terms of momentum, causing him to be confused, and then defeat the opponent in one go.
Both of them were panting, and Wu Feng felt more and more horrified. He felt that Zhao Hong, who had practiced Tai Chi, was almost completely different from the other two, like a roly-poly who couldn't be beaten down. The fists he punched before were all with full strength, and this time
Why is Zhao Hong still smiling as he doesn't look like he should? This Tai Chi is really so powerful!
Thinking of this, his heart was indeed in chaos. Zhao Hong seized the opportunity and tripped suddenly, causing Wu Feng to fall to the ground. Zhao Hong took the opportunity to quickly punch Wu Feng's chest more than a dozen times!
"Fall down!" Zhao Hong roared at the top of his lungs.
Wu Feng received more than a dozen punches in succession, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He rolled to the side, temporarily avoiding Zhao Hong's violent attack.