The middle-aged Lao Ba on the ring was a little busy at this time. He was obviously facing a half-year-old Chinese martial arts boy, but he felt like he had encountered an old martial arts world that was even older than him... No, this is a little wolf cub who is not afraid of tigers but is cruel!

The most important thing is that this kid's kung fu is extremely thrust in his fists and feet, and the Mingjin is extremely powerful. When the fists and feet are connected, the Mingjin bursts out and the force penetrates the whole body.

He is indeed a fifth-grade hidden power, two grades higher than the third-grade Ming power, but those who know a little about the Chinese arts know that hidden power is not necessarily stronger than Ming power.

The power of the hidden power is because of the local destructive power, which is more vicious than the Ming power. When it hits the body, it is like a cap poking the body, either hurting the muscles and bones, or the five internal organs, and the sequelae are extremely serious.

Mingjin is a sled hammer, which is not as fatal as an awl hitting the body, but who dares to fight with an awl and a hammer?

A hammer can kill people, but a hammer can't kill people?

Wang Xiu was even half a boy at this time, and his qi and blood were strong. He practiced martial arts for half a year and was extremely brave. He was just fighting for his life with injuries. If you have sex, you should fight hard. If you use the hidden power, you will use the Ming power to hammer you!

See who dies first!

It is said that the Baji style is the most powerful, and the Tai Chi style is the most violent.

But when it comes to Xingyiquan, what is important is poison! cruel! cruel!

Wang Xiu did not use Xingyi Twelve Shapes, but just used Xingyi Five Shapes Fist to use Xingyi Five Shapes Fist!

Be close to entangled.

A big axe and a sled hammer will be smashed away. I care if you are an awl or something. If you have the will, you will fight hard. Whoever is afraid of death will lose first.

The middle-aged man naturally dared not fight hard, and could only use the bright force to fight with his opponent. He wanted to use the dark force, but the opponent's offensive was fast and fierce, and he did not allow himself to spend more time to condense the dark force.

This game has become a war of attrition.

A half-year-old man who is strong in qi and blood is not afraid of death faces a middle-aged man whose qi and blood are weak, so this situation occurs on the ring. Wang Xiu, who is the third-grade Mingjin, suppressed the middle-aged eighth person who is the fifth-grade darkjin, and is at the upper hand.

"The eighth brother is going to lose."

Zhang Ju watched coldly from the audience and came to a conclusion in advance. His eyes were thrown tightly at Wang Xiu on the other side, but he did not use any external moves, Danjin's eyes, mental attacks, etc.

"No, Lao Ba was just suppressed by that kid for a while. He soon realized that it was time to let go."

"It's too late. Lao Ba's slickness has penetrated into his bones. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived in the Harbor City until now. If he were in the dark alley, he would have been able to kill that boy, but in this arena, he would not be able to use half of his ability."

"When he let go, his qi and blood will almost decline. How can he fight again? It's just that the boy is injured. He can't take his life or take his life. This makes him even more scruples and will definitely lose."

"this……"

The fourth brother and the fifth brother looked at each other with an ugly expression. As the bystanders, they could see clearly. The boy on the ring became more and more powerful, while the old prince's face was swollen and red, and it was obvious that he could not lock in his blood.

At this time, Wang Xiu sneered in his heart, and he also saw that the middle-aged man on the other side had to make up his mind to fight hard.

At this time, ten minutes had passed between the two of them. Wang Xiu could feel that his qi, blood and physical strength were still 40% left, enough to fight for another ten minutes, but he did not.

At this moment, he suddenly took two steps back and began to wander around the middle-aged man.

"this……"

"Good boy..."

"Who taught this? Such an old world."

"He is a Chinese martial arts student at No. 1 Middle School, so he must have learned from Hong Tian."

"Impossible. Hong Tian is the master of Xingyi Tiger Fist, which emphasizes the power and power of the tiger. How can he have the skillful methods of this snake fist?"

"Where is the snake fist, what this kid is wandering around now is not the snake fist."

"Although it is not a snake fist, it is as vicious and sophisticated as a snake fist."

"With the burst of Mingjin Qi and Blood, this person dared not fight with secret energy. When the person's Qi and Blood are about to be locked and the Qi and Blood are declining, he will not take advantage of the momentum to attack, but instead turn the attack into defense."

"Tsk tsk tsk... If it was a young tiger vs. a poisonous wolf at the beginning, but now it was a poisonous snake vs. a old wolf, it would be clear who couldn't hold on first!"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid I'm not stupid when I fight for qi and blood and physical strength with half a boy."

"Don't laugh, let you go up, you can't get it. This kid is full of energy and blood, pure in spirit, and experienced in fighting skills. What's even more rare is whether you have found out that until now, the one who is playing with legs on the stage has no chance to seriously injure that kid. It's not that he is not strong enough, but that this kid is perfect in keeping it!"

"It's simply Mingjin's strength and the terrifying intuition of Huajin."

"The boxing is afraid of being strong, so this is true."

"This is true. Don't talk about the myth of dark spirit. Ming and dark spirit are nothing more than the difference between a wooden stick and a knife. In the hands of people who can use it, a wooden stick can kill people. If a knife cannot stab a knife, it is useless."

"It's easy to say, but it's harder to do. You'll be afraid of the wooden stick, but you'll be afraid of the knife."

The other players below the stage were commenting on the competition on the stage at this time.

In another corner, Zhang Ju and his two brothers were so angry that they couldn't say anything, and the defeat was decided.

Ten minutes later, the middle-aged Lao Ba in the ring suddenly retreated quickly, retreated, and then retreated until outside the ring line.

"Good boy, I, Jiang Laoba, admit defeat today and accepted the defeat."

After saying that, he walked off the ring panting.

"Winner! Player No. 66, Wang Xiu from No. 1 Middle School!"

The referee Han Yunluo smiled and raised Wang Xiu's right hand, lifted the Dantian Qi, and announced the answer to all directions. Moreover, he did not use the headset and microphone, and he used all the pronunciations of Dantian Qi, which shocked all the noises in the audience.

"oh oh!!!!!"

"Wang Xiu, No. 1 Middle School, is a good example!"

“Good!!”

"Awesome. All Chinese martial arts students in No. 1 Middle School can be so powerful. They just hit hard. Judging from the legs and feet, I'm afraid I can't stand a punch."

Most of the audience can't see the tricks inside clearly, they just watch the fun.

They didn't know that the middle-aged man was actually more powerful, but he was limited to the open and upright ring and most of the methods could not be used.

If life and death are fought against each other, just with the ability that Wang Xiu showed now, he would die.

In this arena, there are many sinister methods that middle-aged people cannot use. The simplest and most practical ones are installed on the toe and the back of the shoe. They are poked with one foot. Who dares to fight hard with fists and feet?
Chapter completed!