I, Chang Wei, really know martial arts

I received a letter from Huang Feihong.

Chang Wei put the letter on the table.

Looking at Dong Tianbao, Erdo, and Yan Zhendong, they said:

"Huang Feihong wants ten days later."

"About Yan Zhendong to compete!"

"If Yan Zhendong wins, then he will give Bao Zhilin and the Foshan martial arts circle both hands."

"If he wins, let me give the Foshan martial arts community a chance to survive."

"You say, should I agree or not?"

Dong Tianbao was the first to say:

"My lord, there is nothing to agree to such a bullshit condition."

Er Duo also thought about it:

"My lord, Dong Tianbao is right."

"Most of the Foshan martial arts world has been cleaned up."

"For the rest, just ask Shahe to help everyone and bring more people there."

"I'm not afraid that they won't give in, there's no need to make extra trouble."

Hearing this, Chang Wei nodded, and then looked at Yan Zhendong:

"What do you think?"

Yan Zhendong's opinion is exactly the opposite of the other two:

"I think the adults should agree."

"Although the Foshan martial arts world has been swept away by me a lot."

"But as long as Huang Feihong is there."

"They won't stop!"

"Only by completely defeating Huang Feihong."

"Only they can stop their thoughts and completely integrate the Foshan martial arts world."

Chang Wei smiled and applauded:

"Yan Zhendong and I want to go together."

"Erduo, write the letter to Huang Feihong for me."

"Tell him, after ten days, it will be a battle of life and death!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Er Duo quickly wrote a letter.

Let the Shahe gang send it to Baozhilin.

Chang Weiwang said to Yan Zhendong:

"After ten days, you will be in full view."

"I have a duel with Huang Feihong, do you think you are his opponent?"

Yan Zhendong said in a deep voice:

"Reporting to my lord, this subordinate is incompetent, so he should not be Huang Feihong's opponent."

"But the subordinates have confidence, as long as they are on the stage."

"Even if Huang Feihong didn't die, he would have to shed a layer of flesh."

Chang Wei nodded at Yan Zhendong and said:

"I can clearly understand the gap between you and Huang Feihong, very good!"

"Your Majesty!"

Yan Zhendong was taken aback when he heard this.

But soon he knelt down in front of Chang Wei.

"Now I will pass on part of my skills to you."

"Teach you another exercise, when the time comes, it's still unknown who will win and who will lose in the arena."

While speaking, Chang Wei put his hand on the top of Yan Zhendong's head.

Wisps of black breath between.

From Chang Wei's hand, it spread to the top of Yan Zhendong's head.

It didn't take long to dye Yan Zhendong's entire face black.

By means of Yan Zhendong's whole body.

After a while, Chang Wei took his hand away from Yan Zhendong's head.

Yan Zhendong closed his eyes and felt for a while.

The skill that Chang Wei passed on to him.

Cong fell in front of Chang Wei, kowtowed to him and said:

"Don't worry, adults!"

"Ten days later, I will take Huang Feihong's head."

"very good!"

Chang Wei nodded approvingly.

......

Ten days passed in a flash.

In the past ten days, the entire Foshan City has completely boiled.

Almost no one does not know.

The newly rising invincible player in Foshan——Yan Zhendong!

The matter of fighting Huang Feihong.

And in the center of the city, a ring was built.

It also corroborated people's speculation.

this day.

Half of Foshan City's people.

They all surrounded the gate of Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong...

Surrounded by countless people.

The two went to the ring separately.

The surrounding area of ​​the ring was already crowded with people.

Chang Wei took Yan Zhendong to the time.

Huang Feihong and his aunt Shisan also happened to come.

But when Aunt Thirteen saw the lover she had been thinking about day and night.

His eyes couldn't help but glow with love.

Even if the other party is the enemy of his nephew.

The moment Chang Wei saw Aunt Thirteen.

Also stunned.

However, he quickly returned to normal.

Among Huang Feihong and Yan Zhendong.

After signing the life and death certificate.

The two flew onto the stage at the same time.

Yan Zhendong spreads his wings like a roc;

Huang Feihong seemed to be strolling in the courtyard.

The two just showed up like this.

It caused everyone to exclaim again and again.

"The competition begins!"

With the intermediary shouting together.

Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong moved at the same time.

The speed of the two is equally fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The two met in the center of the ring.

Yan Zhendong was not polite.

Deliver a punch.

Go straight to Huang Feihong's face.

Huang Feihong blocked with his right hand.

Block Yan Zhendong's sure-kill punch.

Backhand punch.

Also hit Yan Zhendong's face.

But it is different from Yan Zhendong who is fierce.

Huang Feihong left some spare energy.

Of course, this spare effort is not to show mercy.

But to prepare for subsequent attacks.

as predicted.

But Yan Zhendong blocked Huang Feihong's fist.

But found that Huang Feihong's fist.

It turned into a palm again.

Clinging to his straight arm.

He couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

On the contrary, one's own behavior is subject to considerable restrictions.

And what made Yan Zhendong even more irritated.

Huang Feihong's other hand.

Even like a spirit snake.

Wrapping around him, clinging to him.

"Golden snake wrapped around your hand!"

Yan Zhendong's heart shuddered.

Iron cloth shirt belongs to the kung fu of hard bridge and hard horse.

Dealing with some reckless people, such as Wu Tao, etc., the effect will be very good.

It's okay to deal with those with average dexterity, such as Master Zhou.