Lei Hu felt uncomfortable, and the tough young man also felt uncomfortable.
I really didn't expect that Lei Hu was so powerful. In the head-to-head confrontation, not only was he not at a disadvantage, but he even had a slight advantage.
His fists were in severe pain to his bones, and he had to deal with Thunder Tiger's fierce and ferocious attacks. However, in just a short moment, the sturdy young man was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and his steps were messy and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.
The fighting skills in the military are terrible. The tough young man moved around in a flash. Only two or three of the ten moves were offensive. The rest were all defense and dodge. It was obvious that the head-on confrontation was too much for him, and he could not slow down Lei Hu's fierce offensive at all.
, gradually began to show signs of failure.
Lei Hu sneered again and again, and his military boxing moves became more and more fierce and decisive. The moves went straight to the tough young man's vitals, and he was very powerful and powerful.
As long as a tough young man doesn't pay attention, he will lose his fighting power if he takes a hit. This is the power of Juntiquan. It may seem simple but its killing power is quite considerable.
From time to time, military grappling techniques were used, which were often unexpected and made the tough young man panic and embarrassed.
There are also extremely sharp military fighting techniques mixed in, which are similar to unlimited fighting methods, especially the kicks are quite vicious and domineering, and the sudden attacks are dangerous and sinister. Not to mention the tough young man involved, even the bystanders are shocked when they see it.
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and called out the sinisterness.
That is to say, the tough young man has good martial arts skills, solid basic skills, and obviously has a lot of combat experience. Although he can barely cope with Thunder Tiger's endless vicious moves, he still blocks them all. One has to admire this guy's superb defensive skills.
The two of them fought fifty or so moves in a row over a cup of tea. They did not spare any effort and consumed a lot of energy in their bodies. They both felt like they were out of their depth.
Of course, while Thunder Tiger had the upper hand, it was not easy for itself.
The strong punches thrown by the sturdy young man had a faint fierceness, which made his arms hurt every time. If it weren't for the experience of traveling through time, his physical fitness had greatly increased, and at the same time, the strength of his muscles and bones had been improved recently due to his good food and drink.
Quite a few, I'm afraid they really can't resist the fierce young man's continuous punches.
For some reason, Lei Hu felt something in his heart. The tough young man who was dealing with the situation extremely awkwardly seemed to be at a stage about to break through. The fierce fist power was quite ferocious. Once it was improved and stabilized, the attack power would be immediate.
It can be upgraded several levels or even more than doubled!
Traditional martial arts are indeed unique, otherwise it would be impossible for Thunder Tiger to not really inflict unbearable heavy injuries to the tough young man.
The shortness of breath and physical exertion are too great now, and there is no point in continuing to use up.
He was just thinking about how to stop, when suddenly the young man in Confucian shirt who had been watching quietly next to him, with a face that resembled the previous Kung Fu Emperor Jie Ge, suddenly moved.
I didn't see how he took action, but he suddenly appeared in front of me. Lei Hu felt his shoulders sink, and a soft force invaded his body instantly. Half of his body lost consciousness, and the punch he punched was naturally weak and fell.
The tough young man on the other side was no exception. His wrists were tied and he could no longer fight. However, this guy had a violent temper and was very familiar with Brother Rushanjie. He shouted dissatisfied: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Okay, don't continue without any grievance!"
Brother Rushanjie ignored the shouts of the tough young apprentice, looked at Lei Hu and smiled, "What do you think, Lord Tiger?"
"I work for you as a knife and for meat as a fish, what else is there to say?"
Lei Hu tried to shake off Brother Rushanjie's control, but it had no effect at all. He knew that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides. Listening to his words and observing his actions, Brother Rushanjie had no intention of taking action.
Naturally, he softened his tone and admitted defeat.
"happy!"
Brother Rushanjie's eyes flashed, and he immediately let go of control of Lei Hu. He was not worried at all about Lei Hu's sudden attack. He was obviously very confident in his martial arts.
"I wonder what your name is?"
Lei Hu had no idea of taking any rash action. He even stopped his subordinates from making rash moves, staring at Brother Jie, a scholar, and the tough version of Fat Mao asked coldly.
Anyway, after a fierce fight just now, my physical strength was almost exhausted, so I just took the opportunity to step down.
Although he wasn't too interested in the title of being the best player in the world of Chancheng, the current situation made him careless. Zhongyi Hall needed such a title to intimidate Xiaoxiao.
A sudden fierce fight in the teahouse, whether it was the fierce punching skills of the tough young man Sha Mao or the unpredictability of Confucian Brother Jie, all gave Lei Hu a great shock. The heart that was originally floating due to the flattery landed smoothly.
I have a clearer understanding of my own strength.
"Once Upon a Time in Baozhilin!"
Brother Rushanjie smiled lightly, pointed at the tough young fat cat and said: "This is my new disciple Lin Shirong!"
Lying on grass!
Although he had some guesses in his mind, he never expected that the other party was really Huang Feihong, and that tough young fat cat was his eldest disciple Lin Shirong!
No wonder his strength is so terrifying and he has no power to fight back!
Lei Hu was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm and he smiled, "It turns out to be Master Huang. I'm disrespectful. Please forgive me for any offence!"
As for Lin Shirong, it was obvious that he had just joined Huang Feihong's sect, and Lei Hu could barely suppress him with his own force, so he naturally didn't care too much.
"It doesn't matter, it's because my disciple is too angry and impulsive!"
Huang Feihong is really good-tempered. He did not rely on his strong strength to target Lei Hu, but instead pointed out the problems of his apprentice Lin Shirong.
"master……"
Lin Shirong's face froze and he shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Right is right, wrong is wrong, there is nothing wrong to admit!"
Huang Feihong looked calm, looked at Lin Shirong and warned softly: "Shirong, don't be so reckless in the future!"
Tsk, my buddy has become a prop for Huang Feihong to teach his apprentices.
For some reason, there was anger rising in his heart. If it wasn't for his lack of strength, Lei Hu would have really wanted to teach Huang Feihong a lesson and let him know that there is no better end than pretending.
"Lin Shirong, it seems that you are very angry with me. Have I offended you?"
The unhappiness in my heart is because I am not as strong as others, so I have to hold back any unhappiness I have.
Seeing Lin Shirong's dissatisfied look, Lei Hu secretly sneered in his heart, if Huang Feihong hadn't been watching by his side, I would have beaten the shit out of you.
However, he was also doubtful. He must have never offended Lin Shirong before.
"Hehe, I heard that Mr. Hu is the best player in the world of Chancheng. Naturally, you should consider it carefully if you meet him!"
Lin Shirong looked unruly and sneered repeatedly; "After trying it, I found that it's nothing more than this!"
"Shirong!"
Huang Feihong shouted loudly, blocking all the strange words Lin Shirong was about to blurt out. He turned back to Lei Hu and explained embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry, my little disciple was reckless!"
"It doesn't matter, if Wen Wu is the best, Wu Wu is not the second. You can see that the disciple is a good martial artist, so it is understandable that he is dissatisfied!"
Lei Hu smiled and spoke, but he felt quite unhappy...