Lei Hu and Lam Sai Wing join forces to challenge Wong Fei Hung!
Upon hearing the news, the warriors present seemed to be in a state of shock. They all turned their gazes over and even the sparring sessions in the ring were interrupted.
"Okay, then let's discuss it!"
Seeing everyone's behavior, Huang Feihong didn't want to refute everyone's face, so he agreed directly.
In my heart, the previous series of competitions in the ring may not have triggered the idea of fighting in the ring.
Lei Hu and Lin Shirong looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and jumped onto the ring. They asked Huang Feihong to come to the ring. They said to each other that it was time to start, and then suddenly took action.
Lin Shirong unceremoniously acted as the main attacker, making a series of banging sounds with his tiger fists, which clearly showed his full strength.
Lei Hu was walking by the side, his figure was moving flexibly left and right, he was waiting for the right moment to launch a fierce attack like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Faced with the joint attack between the two men, Huang Feihong was unhurried, moving quickly with his feet, his figure was erratic like a dancing crane, and his hands were waving up and down like a crane's beak. Every move was full of beauty, as if there was no fireworks at all.
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But every time he clicked, he could accurately hit the weak point of Lin Shirong's fist, and quietly neutralized the shocking Ming Jin's heavy punch. His hands flew so fast that only the afterimages of Lin Shirong's chain punches could be seen.
Not only were they all stopped, but they were even forced to use the extra crane fists to open up holes everywhere.
"Shirong, you can punch hard, but you must leave some room, otherwise once you are stopped, the consequences will be unpredictable!"
Yes, Wong Fei Hung still has room to give guidance to Lin Sai Wing.
Isn't that too contemptuous?
Lei Hu, who was walking by, was furious. He took advantage of Huang Feihong's instructions to Lin Shirong and suddenly burst into action. His figure was like a nimble cheetah and he came in an instant. He lowered his body and used a sinister and vicious throat-locking hand knife.
"Well done!"
A flash of light flashed in Huang Feihong's eyes, and his hands, which were originally trying to cope with Lin Shirong's heavy punches, suddenly pulled out a hand knife that was like a chicken's drill, and hit Thunder Tiger like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole.
tear……
It was an understatement, as if it had no power at all, but Lei Hu gasped in pain, and felt a vague force sneak into his hand, which immediately pulled the muscle and muscle membrane of his palm, and the palm that was hit instantly lost its strength and fell softly.
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Good idea!
After a confrontation, Lei Hu did not panic and took advantage of the situation to squat on the ground. His right leg swept out like a whip and went straight to Huang Feihong's calf. His reaction was not slow at all.
At the same time, Lin Shirong suddenly felt that the pressure from his master was relieved. He had no time to think about what was going on. He roared fiercely and leaned forward. A pair of iron fists were blasted out like two dragons out of the sea, and went straight to the master's chest.
The situation changed instantly. Appreciation flashed in Huang Feihong's eyes. He tapped his toes and rose into the sky like smoke. His legs spun like a roulette and several legs flew out in an instant, directly submerging Lin Shirong in the continuous shadow of his legs.
The next moment, Lin Shirong screamed, his strong and tall body flew backwards, and fell straight out of the ring before barely stopping his move.
On the other side, Huang Feihong turned over in mid-air with the help of the counter-shock force from his legs, and the shadow of his legs above and below him was drowned by the thunder tiger who couldn't get up in time!
Seeing that something was wrong, Lei Hu pushed his hands to the ground and slid back a few meters with his body close to the ground. Unfortunately, Huang Feihong's leg skills were so good that he could keep up with Lei Hu at this critical moment. He saw one leg after another.
The shadows roared over, giving Thunder Tiger no chance to breathe.
Chancheng shadowless legs!
One of Huang Feihong's signature stunts, not to mention that Lei Hu, who was so pressed that he could hardly lift his head, had no strength to fight back. Even the boxers and martial arts masters who were watching couldn't help but show excited expressions.
In fact, Huang Feihong's attacks were too fast and coherent, almost overwhelming the powerful combination of Lin Shirong and Lei Hu in a continuous offensive. One had already been defeated, and the failure of the other only happened in a short period of time.
Sure enough, Lei Hu couldn't care less about the shock in his heart. Faced with Huang Feihong's roaring legs that arrived almost instantly, he could only barely resist with his hands crossed.
After a muffled bang, Lei Hu, who was tall and strong, was kicked off the ground and fell directly out of the ring before falling to the ground with a plop.
"Master Tiger, how are you not hurt?"
A group of boys from Zhongyi Hall hurriedly gathered around and asked about Lei Hu's specific situation. They looked at Huang Feihong with a rather unkind look. If they weren't concerned about Huang Feihong's strength, I'm afraid these anxious guys would have ignored the others and swarmed him.
"I'm fine!"
Lei Hu stood up, easily comforted the younger brothers around him, and after sending them away, he looked at Huang Feihong, who was slowly lowering himself into the ring, with extremely complicated eyes.
He is indeed a master of Nanquan!
Huang Feihong's face is almost exactly the same as that of later Jie Ge, which tells him that this is the Huang Feihong movie world. At the same time, the Nanquan master in front of him is almost invincible at least in the world of Chancheng, because he is a pig's foot.
He was kicked just now, and despite the terrifying effect, he was kicked directly away from the ring area, but Lei Hu knew that he had not suffered any harm.
When Huang Feihong's kicked foot intersected with his hand, Lei Hu felt a gentle force coming from his hand, which actually took him off the ground and flew out of the ring.
Just for this incredible control over his power, Huang Feihong is worthy of the name of Nanquan Grandmaster. I am afraid he has already comprehended a higher level of Anjin, but I wonder if he has the Huajin that has reached the level of a master?
"Master Huang is really awesome, I admire him!"
This time, Lei Hu was convinced of the defeat. At the same time, he was even more eager for the realm of palm power, and it was time to implement the plan in his heart.
"You're welcome!"
Huang Feihong responded politely. To be honest, he also admired Lei Hu's martial arts. Being able to participate in the competition between masters of palm power has proven Lei Hu's strength, and his performance in the ring was even more unexpected.
Not to mention how perfect the cooperation with Lin Shirong was, but his ability to seize the opportunity was quite outstanding, and his attacks were so vicious and lethal that it might not have been possible for a martial artist with only Ming Jin's strength to take it.
The competition in the arena has ended so far, and all the participating warriors are quite satisfied. This type of competition can indeed improve their strength and vision, and it can also compete with opponents of the same level or even stronger. Such opportunities are rare.
Therefore, the three invited martial arts masters said that they would definitely come to the next competition, and then left after saying a few polite words to Lei Hu, Huang Feihong and others.
When they were almost gone, Lei Hu left directly with Huang Feihong and Lin Shirong. On the way, he said directly: "Master Huang, please take a moment to speak. I have important matters to discuss with Master Huang..."