Defeating Yan Zhendong is one of the tasks released by the system. There is always a battle no matter what. Huang Shaohong calmed down, put down what he was doing, and ordered Zhu Rurong: "Open the middle door to welcome guests!"

When Huang Shaohong saw Yan Zhendong strode into the door in front of the flower hall, he found that this Shandong boxer was in ragged clothes and seemed to be in trouble, but his spirit was even better than before.

Yan Zhendonglai Baozhilin had previously defeated 16 martial arts schools in Foshan, including the head of Yue's sword. This was the momentum of his momentum.

He came to challenge Huang Feihong with the power of a row of victories, just to become famous in one battle and to shock Foshan!

Some people actually dared to challenge Huang Feihong, the best master of Southern Quan in Foshan. For such a big thing, naturally, there are people watching the fun. Behind Yan Zhendong, hundreds of people watching the crowd were followed.

But the figure of Yan Zhendong immediately made Huang Shaohong's eyes move because he recognized the other party, and it was Liang Kuan who was poisonous in the tea in the theater.

Originally, after that incident, Huang Shaohong felt that this person was still good in character, so he wanted to find an opportunity to explain the previous misunderstanding clearly and then take Liang Kuan into the game.

However, I didn't expect that the other party would come to Baozhilin with Yan Zhendong this time, but I don't know if the other party was begging the Yan family as in the movie.

"Master Huang, I, Yan Zhendong, is polite to me in Shandong iron cloth shirt!"

When Yan Zhendong saw Huang Shaohong waiting in front of the flower hall, he immediately hugged his fists. Although he was polite, his face showed a rebellious look.

Huang Shaohong clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Master Yan, I wonder if you mobilize many people to come this time, Baozhilin has any advice?"

Yan Zhendong snorted coldly: "I don't dare to be a disciple. Last time I played against Master Huang, I felt that you, the master of Nanquan, were not solid, so this time I wanted to challenge you, the number one in Foshan, and then set up a museum in Foshan to spread my Yan family's martial arts!"

After he said this, the people around him were in a panic. It turned out that these two had fought before. Judging from the Shandong people's wishes, although the winner was not decided, Master Huang seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Seeing that he was rude, Huang Shaohong was not the one who suffered a loss. If you have the right to show off, I have the obligation to slap you in the face. He immediately said "hehe" twice:

"Master Yan didn't say it, I forgot. What you said is the time when you were taken away by a dog after you and I had a right move?"

After he said this, the onlookers were immediately excited. At that time, they were sheltering from the rain. Those who had seen that duel in the rain also recalled and immediately spread the incredible but real things to the people around them.

Zhu Rurong even sneered and mocked: "Even a dog can't beat it, I dare to challenge my master. It's really a light in the toilet to look for shit (death) you!"

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At this moment, Huang Shaohong felt that his disciple was a shortcoming? Is this guy here to find your master? Is it really not psychologically burdening if you say that?

Aunt Thirteen, who was watching the fun next to him, couldn't help but laugh, and then translated the conversations between everyone to Joanna who was looking for her. The two women looked at Yan Zhendong, and their eyes were full of funny meanings, and they were also guessing what kind of evil dog it was that could even take such a big strong man away.

Yan Zhendong was exposed, blushed, waved his hand and shouted, "That was just an accident. I had beaten the dog to death long ago, don't even talk about gossip. Huang Feihong, I'll ask if you dare to fight me?"

Huang Shaohong's thoughts were so vivid that he quickly thought about the possibility of defeating Yan Zhendong. In the end, he had no idea, but he still had to fight. He replied immediately:

"Since that's the case, let's discuss it behind closed doors, Shirong... Please go out and Guanzhongmen!"

The closing of the door is to compete in private, without announcing the process and results to the public, so that no matter how successful or lost it is, it will not hurt both sides' face and reputation.

Huang Shaohong was also afraid that if he lost, it wouldn't matter if he was embarrassed, but the face of this generation of master Huang Feihong could not be lost.

However, Yan Zhendong was aggressive and waved his hand:

"I, Yan Zhendong, acted openly and honestly. If you want to fight, you will beat the elders of Foshan, so that everyone can see if my Yan family is good at martial arts, or your Bao Zhilin's skillful fists!"

After he said that, he laughed: "If Master Huang is afraid that he can't afford to lose, I can agree to discuss it behind closed doors!"

Huang Shaohong was also angry when he was squeezed and said, "Okay, according to Master Yan's wishes, please!"

He made a gesture of invitation and stood in the yard at the same time. The people watching the fun retreated to both sides of the yard and gave the two of them the middle ground.

Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong stood opposite each other, and at the same time he clasped his fists and said the word "please".

Yan Zhendong took the lead in attacking, and with a "bang" step on his front foot, it made a huge step sound, and his body rushed forward under the reaction force, swept across his heels.

His leg was strong and fierce, and the sound of breaking through the air was extremely loud. It contained amazing power at first glance. Huang Shaohong felt that the power of this leg was definitely greater than that of the Muay Thai champions who could kick the broken tree in later generations.

But what makes Huang Shaohong confident is that his current body is the body of the master Huang Feihong, who is more than his legs? Who are he afraid of!

Immediately, I kicked my legs and their legs collided heavily.

The legs collided, and the two people's bodies shook at the same time.

Huang Shaohong complained secretly, Damn, I forgot that the guy on the other side was invulnerable to swords and guns, and his legs were like iron cast. Although he was not at a disadvantage, the pain was really painful.

Yan Zhendong showed a sarcastic smile on his lips: "How is it, it hurts?"

"It's still possible to withstand it!" When the two of them spoke, they had already used three moves, and their hands and feet collided with each other.

With just a few strokes, Huang Shaohong knew that he was not capable of fighting. Although he had made rapid progress over the years, the physical strength of Huang Feihong's body was originally weaker than Yan Zhendong's who practiced beating skills. If he continued to collided like this, he must have suffered losses.

He immediately played his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, and used his fist to move quickly while dodging the attack. He pounded, slapped, poked, or tapped, and kept greeting Yan Zhendong.

Although Yan Zhendong is skilled in boxing, his speed is still worse than Huang Shaohong's body, so he keeps falling on his body.

Huang Shaohong also knew that this guy was not afraid of fists and feet, so he specialized in picking fragile areas of the human body, including eyes, ear doors, back of the head, throat, ribs, and crotch. In short, he would hit wherever he hurt and attack wherever he was fragile.

Yan Zhendong was invincible and feared the damage of fists and feet, but he was also troubled by Huang Shaohong's shameless fighting style and had to protect his crotch. After all, he had not practiced the unique skills of "reducing the yang into the abdomen" or "iron crotch skills".

He simply put his heart on his back, roared, and then stopped resisting it. He pressed Huang Shaohong into the eye socket with two punches, and rushed towards him, trying to hug Huang Shaohong's waist. He was confident that as long as he succeeded, he could break his lumbar spine with his divine power.

Huang Shaohong gave Yan Zhendong two eye shots. When he understood the other party's intention, it was too late to dodge.

He subconsciously used the most familiar close-fitting Jiu-Jitsu, grabbed one of the other person's arms, and before the other person hugged him, he pushed his back and threw Yan Zhendong, a Shandong man, on the way, and then slammed Yan Zhendong, on the ground with a "boom".

Although Yan Zhendong was not injured, he turned over with just a flutter, Huang Shaohong thought of something, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!