If it were in the old martial arts world, the "Blade Mountain" challenge would use a real sharp knife. Although it is now called "Blade Mountain", it has actually been replaced with countless stools placed upside down on the ground, and a round table of Eight Immortals is placed. Both sides fight on the round table. Although the person who is knocked down by the "Blade Mountain" will fail, it will no longer be in danger of life.

Zhou Wenqiang walked to the round table, his shoulders did not move and his knees did not shake. He gently stretched to the round table, and the table did not even have a trace of trembling, as if it was not a person who jumped up, but a mosquito and flies fell lightly.

All the masters present had their eyes fixed.

Experts see the subtle details, just by Zhou Wenqiang's failure, he is no longer a vulgar player. No wonder he was able to make such a big name in Hong Kong, Jiujiang and Hong Kong.

Zhou Wenqiang stood on the table with a smile in his eyes: "Who will come first?"

The masters of various sects looked at each other, thinking of letting others go up and explore the scenery. It would be better for me to observe for a while before talking, but no one responded immediately.

Master Zheng of the Bagua Sect smiled and looked at his old opponent Luo Mang: "Master Luo, everyone knows that your Great Sage Strike is the most agile, has a erratic body, and is best at melee combat. Moreover, the Great Sage Strike Strike can fight and capture, which is more comprehensive than other types of fist. This table is your world, don't you get on?"

Luo Mang looked at him and sneered, "Don't you just want me to take the lead? Why do you do so much nonsense? You know how to praise me at this time. Why didn't you praise me when your Gossip Sect sect scrambled to compete with me for disciples?"

Master Zheng smiled and said, "Master Luo, you misunderstood. I really think that the Great Sage Piao Gun is suitable for the current environment. Isn't this trying to give you this opportunity to 'take the top'?"

"Think about it, there are so many reporters outside. If Master Luo defeated Wing Chun in the first battle, you will be on the headlines of the newspaper tomorrow. Are you worried that you will not receive more disciples?"

"Hmph! I'm not taking disciples for the sake of being famous, but for the sake of our Hong Kong and Kowloons' General Strategy Association! Just go up, are my great saints still afraid of him as a small fist?"

Luo Mang weighed the pros and cons in his heart. Although Zhou Wenqiang is famous, he is fighting against such a gangster master like "Shanghai Beach Thirteen Taishang". However, he is a master of national martial arts who has been working hard for many years, practiced in winter and practiced in summer. How could he be compared to those short mules?

This may be a real opportunity to become famous!

So he stood up and said, "The Great Sage Pian Hang Monroe Mang? Ask Master Zhou for advice!"

After saying that, he jumped out more than two meters away? He gently pointed his toes on the ground and raised them up again? He landed directly on the table? Standing opposite Zhou Wenqiang.

Zhou Wenqiang clasped his fists slightly: "Please, Master Luo!"

"Look at the fight!"

Luo Mang split his hands with one stroke, bent his elbow and his hands were bent. His head and neck were slightly retracted, his abdomen and back were closed, and his ritual frame immediately appeared. He looked like a monkey.

Suddenly a scream? His hands formed claws, slashed and scratched, and he bullied the central palace into the palace!

The Great Sage's Fist is the main force of fast attack, open and close? The waist and horse are powerful? It is extremely powerful, and the main attack is the top three. The appearance of the monkey is actually an effect similar to self-ansthesia. At this moment, it is like the Monkey King's upper body, and the strength, speed, and attack power have been greatly improved.

Just like when Li Xiaolong was fighting, he liked to apply his nose? He called out, "I'll fight, I'll fight!" and it was all the metaphysics of martial arts.

Going further? It is the legendary magical blow, which can even be used for psychological anesthesia? Make yourself "invulnerable" and not feel pain when you are beaten by a stick? After the beat, try your best to apply safflower oil...

Accompanied by screams, Luo Mang jumped in front of Zhou Wenqiang? His claws brought a stern and strong wind, and his attack power was indeed powerful.

At this time, his body had crossed the middle line of the round table, and the table slowly tilted towards Zhou Wenqiang, and invisibly he was already condescending.

Seize the opportunity!

If Zhou Wenqiang retreated and dodged, he would use a series of attacks to make the opponent stand up and even fall off the table. If he starts to parry, he will immediately change his way of picking. The Great Sage's slashing hang melts the 72-way grappling technique, and he is best at dealing with this kind of scene.

"It's not a good idea to be snatched by the Great Sage to take the lead. Could it be that Zhou Wenqiang is just a false reputation?"

The gossip leader Zheng frowned and became worried about Zhou Wenqiang.

It is still unclear whether Wing Chun will steal his business in the Gossip Martial Arts Hall. The man surnamed Luo stole a lot of his business. The two sides once became in trouble. He just persuaded Luo Mang to be the first to challenge him, but he was not very kind-hearted.

The dozen eyes of the present were all staring at Zhou Wenqiang.

"The first battle is better to fight quickly."

Zhou Wenqiang thought about it and stood on the round table without moving.

Luo Mang still used Nanquan. Since he couldn't raise his legs, he was not as good as the Ghost Foot Yang. It would be impossible to break his iron shirt.

"Don't hide? Or are you scared?"

Luo Mang was stunned. Although his subordinates did not stop, they slightly changed the direction of the claws that attacked Zhou Wenqiang's throat and temples, and changed it to locking the shoulders.

After all, there is no hatred of life and death. He opened a martial arts school to seek wealth but not aura, so there is no need to take Zhou Wenqiang's life.

"Bang!"

Luo Mang locked his claws on the Jianjing point on both sides of Zhou Wenqiang, and exerted force with his fingertips.

With his fingers, Zhou Wenqiang should have lost his combat effectiveness on the spot, and then he would be thrown off the table by him, and the "Blade Mountain" challenge was over.

But as soon as his fingertips exerted force, Luo Mang's face suddenly changed drastically.

He felt as if he had held two pieces of steel, and his fingers were shocked and painful!

"Not good, it's horizontal practice! What kind of method is this? Wing Chun also has the ability to horizontal practice?"

As soon as the thought flashed, Zhou Wenqiang laughed: "Master Luo is kind-hearted, not bad."

After saying that, his body twisted, and he shook Luo Mang's hands, and his right hand was hit by the weak, and he kicked Luo Mang's left buttock with one kick.

A powerful force directly "sent" Luo Mang off the round table.

Luo Mang gently twisted his waist in the air and landed safely.

I felt a surge of fear in my heart!

Others may not be able to see it, but the person involved knows how terrifying Zhou Wenqiang's horizontal exercise is. How powerful does that side kick just now contain?

This was because he deliberately kept his hands, otherwise the kick would be slightly raised by two inches and changed the thrust to a leg strike, which would break two or three of his ribs.

I felt a little glad that I was fortunate that I didn't take any harm just now, otherwise I would be in great trouble.

"Master Zhou, thank you for your mercy, I lost!"

Luo Mang clasped his fists, thanked him sincerely, and turned around and walked back to his seat.

The masters of various sects were puzzled. It was Luo Mang who had the initiative just now and had locked Zhou Wenqiang's shoulder wells on both sides, but why was he finally knocked off the table?

The Gossip Master Zheng glanced at Luo Mang in confusion: "Master Luo, why didn't you deliberately let the water go? You locked the Jianjing acupoint, which made him break away and even knocked off the table?"

Luo Mang looked at him and said, "Hand slipped."

"No, Master Luo, your hand is slippery?" Master Zheng seemed to have heard the ridiculous joke in the world.

"No? If you don't agree, it's your turn."

Luo Mang looked at him and thought to himself that I just didn't say anything, I'll cheat you to death!

"I'll just go!"

Before other families declared war, Master Zheng stood up, jumped down from the table in a row, and symbolically bowed to Zhou Wenqiang: "Master Zhou, offended!"

With a single palm, Zhou Wenqiang's eyes were in a virtual style. He suddenly turned around and stepped on the Bagua direction. He quickly reached Zhou Wenqiang's left, and rushed to Zhou Wenqiang's waist with one palm.

The gossip is the most thief and the most poisonous. His move is a trick. When ordinary people are killed by him, the loss of an iPhone 12 is only one.

Zhou Wenqiang didn't even look at him, and his right fist hit him from under his elbow, hitting his palm.

The reaction speed is so fast that it is incomparable to the previous one.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms intersected, making a loud noise.

Chief Zheng grinned and felt that Zhou Wenqiang's punch was extremely sharp. It was obviously a punch, but it made him feel like he was hit by a stick at first, and then he felt that there were millions of steel needles piercing his palm. His right hand and half of his body were slightly numb.

Not good! I was deceived by someone named Luo!

The surname Zhou is not simple!

Zheng Zheng's feet sank, and his steps to slim feet were changed to scissor feet. His whole body sank about half a foot. His feet firmly clamped the edge of the table, and his body leaned forward slightly, thrust his palms and hit the gear!

The killing trick in Chinese martial arts is to insert eye-hitting gear, which is hard to defend against, especially in this round table and square inch, which makes the opponent dodge and is even more powerful!

He had rich experience in the battle and saw that Zhou Wenqiang was powerful, so he did not hesitate to use this "lower three·spin" move in front of masters of various sects.

"A good gossip will become a thirty-six-famous hand in the hands of others. The leaves are hidden and the flowers are hidden, and the hardness and softness are used. I really don't know why it becomes a despicable person when it comes to your hands?"

Zhou Wenqiang sneered, not dodging or avoiding, as if he had not seen the black hand of the leader Zheng: "You gossip sect, don't know which gossip you are from, and who signed it?"

The martial arts world in Hong Kong is very strange. It may be because the martial arts world declined in the 1950s and the inheritance became chaotic. In order to make a living, many "heads" were inexplicably added.

There are even some actors and stars who are actually the heads of a certain sect...

After all, this is still money. Many people who can earn face in Hong Kong today and have the ability to open martial arts schools are promoted to be the heads of the sects, and even the sects will not object, because in this era, the status is nothing compared to eating.

There are many schools of Baguazhang, and I don’t know which branch this Zheng Zheng came from. I guess Gong Er would definitely not recognize him. For the Gong family, as early as the time of the Miya Haneda, Bagua and Xingyi had merged into one, called Xingyi Bagua Sect!

While Zhou Wenqiang taught Master Zheng a lesson, Master Zheng had hit his crotch with his palms. It was not enough to just hit him, but his palms even closed them hard!

It’s like a monkey holding a peach, and the fragrant girl secretly pulls out mushrooms!

The masters present grinned secretly and cried for Zhou Wenqiang.

The surname Zheng is too poisonous, and they have no deep hatred for each other, so they actually attack such a bad move!

However, Chief Zheng's face changed drastically.

He never expected that after his deliberate and powerful move hit Zhou Wenqiang, he would not have imagined "flying to beat him" but instead, his palms intersected each other with a "splash", which was equivalent to falling into Zhou Wenqiang's crotch and plucking his palms!

This trick of stealing peaches from the leaves was actually lost!

"you......"

Master Zheng looked at Zhou Wenqiang in surprise: "The legendary horizontal practice skills are 'one energy to hide the yellow dragon'!"

The answer to him was a pair of iron knees that came to his face.
To be continued...