Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

Feng Yuxiu stood on his left foot, cautiously looking at Xiahou Wu on the opposite side.

This was different from his previous performance. Xiahou Wu also learned the unique attack style of the Heyi School - Sangongzhuang.

"First punch, then kick, then grab, the five-in-one weapon. Let me see how far you have learned."

"The disciple is better than the master, don't you understand?" Feng Yuxiu smiled crookedly.

The two of them were talking nonsense on the stage, testing each other.

The audience was not idle either.

"Haha, Boss Li heard that your boxer is Xiahou Wu's apprentice. I wonder how many moves he can hold?"

Jiang Sheng next door wore sunglasses, took a puff of cigar, and looked at Li Qing with ridicule.

"Damn, you are a pretentious guy. You are wearing sunglasses indoors. Are you blind?"

Li Qing's words made Jiang Sheng stunned. This kid didn't play by the rules. Why did he mention sunglasses?

"Hmph~ You're just being stubborn now, I'll wait for Xiahou Wu to beat your little brother to death!"

"Speak again, believe it or not, I'll jump over and beat you up."

"....."

After finishing the verbal cannon on the stage, he began to test his moves.

Xiahou Wu is worthy of being the head of the Heyi Sect. His moves are flexible and he has integrated the strengths of many schools. He is more handy than Feng Yuxiu.

After all, Feng Yuxiu mostly practices on his own and lacks an opponent, so there are some flaws when switching moves.

In a duel between masters, life and death are only a matter of a moment. Five points of effort, five points of chance, and victory or defeat depends entirely on luck.

Xiahou Wu's neck straightened, his hands slightly opened, his right leg lifted, and his right foot lightly touched the ground.

The whole person leaned forward, attacked like lightning, and his hands supported the crane's beak, rushing towards him.

Feng Yuxiu's mind turned over and over, 'Wing Chun, Crane Form? '

Yes, it is the posture of Wing Chun, the moves of Xingyiquan Crane Fist, and it has reached the point of "sound follows hand".

Feng Yuxiu stepped back, his back slightly bent, his shoulders leaned forward, and the sound was like a tiger's roar.

His hand was in the shape of a tiger's claw, just grabbing Xiahou Wu's crane-shaped fist.

Xiahou Wu shook his fingers and immediately shook Feng Yuxiu's tiger claw away.

This is a special force-generating technique, using the so-called dark power to penetrate Feng Yuxiu's palm.

Feng Yuxiu suddenly felt his palm numb, and fine and dense small holes appeared on his palm, and blood flowed out of it.

He looked at his palm in surprise, "Dark power?"

The so-called dark power is the externalization of Chinese martial arts to a certain extent, using special force-generating techniques.

As the saying goes, "Dark power hits people like hanging paintings, and kung fu is in the marrow and is not afraid of guns."

Of course, this gun is a long gun, not a musket!

Shaking his hands, Feng Yuxiu said solemnly: "I didn't expect you to have reached this level. You are indeed a martial arts genius!"

"Haha, you are not bad either. You have trained your congenitally atrophied left leg so well."

Xiahou Wu also felt the strength of Feng Yuxiu's left leg, which surprised him.

Feng Yuxiu didn't say anything. He stomped his feet and the whole boxing ring shook violently.

The left leg chopped down at Xiahou Wu from top to bottom. It was the killer move of the Twelve-Way Tan Leg - Pi Zha.

Xiahou Wu stepped back lightly and crossed his arms to block the top of his head.

"Hmm~" Feng Yuxiu's move obviously made Xiahou Wu feel exhausted, but Feng Yuxiu had reached his limit, and his two legs had already turned 180 degrees.

Xiahou Wu struggled to support himself, and pulled out his left hand to hit Feng Yuxiu's left knee instantly.

Li Qing looked at this scene with a gloomy face. Xiahou Wu was very despicable. He said that he would stop at a certain point at the beginning, but he didn't expect that he actually had the idea of ​​defeating Feng Yuxiu.

Although Feng Yuxiu trained his left leg to be the same as that of an ordinary person, it was still less sensitive than his powerful right leg.

His left leg quickly tilted, and Xiahou Wu's fist that hit his knee hit his knee bend.

"Ah~" Feng Yuxiu screamed and retreated quickly.

The bend of his left leg was obviously dislocated, and he couldn't even stand steadily, so he could only stand on his right foot.

"Brother Feng, admit defeat!"

Xiahou Wu smiled hypocritically, "Otherwise, I will really beat you to death!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes when he looked at Feng Yuxiu. He knew that Feng Yuxiu would never admit defeat.

"Admit defeat? I will only beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you!"

Feng Yuxiu grinned and rushed towards Xiahou Wu with his crippled leg.

Xiahou Wu laughed secretly, 'Looking for death! '

He kicked Feng Yuxiu in the chest with a piercing kick. Feng Yuxiu's sensitivity was not as good as before due to the injury.

He was kicked and flew away, his body hit the railing of the boxing ring heavily, and then bounced back to the ground.

Xiahou Wu took a step forward, clenched his right fist with his middle finger slightly protruding, and pointed at Feng Yuxiu's temple.

Just when he was two centimeters away from Feng Yuxiu, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand. He felt a pain in his arm and quickly pulled away.

Xiahou Wu looked at Li Qing in front of him in horror, 'When did he come? '

Yes, even he, a master of dark energy, didn't notice when Li Qing approached.

"Help your instructor down!" Li Qing looked at Xiahou Wu with a chuckle, turned his head and said to the younger brothers.

Feng Yuxiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Be careful, he's very powerful!"

Xiahou Wu then took a closer look at Li Qing, his pupils shrank, "He stepped forward with his knees bent and his back slightly arched, his arms hanging down with veins showing, standing like a tiger crouching.

Xingyiquan Pijiahuquan Dacheng?"

"Haha, you are worthy of being the head of Heyi Sect, you know what kind of boxing I practice before I even make a move."

After Li Qing finished speaking, he glanced at Shan Ying who was nervously looking at Xiahou Wu under the ring.

"Your junior sister is very tender, I decided to take her as my lover after you die!"

Li Qing deliberately provoked Xiahou Wu's nerves, he knew that Xiahou Wu cared about this junior sister very much.

As expected, Xiahou Wu heard this, veins popped out on his forehead, "I'm going to beat you to death!"

"Come on! Boy."

Li Qing gently pulled up the sleeves of his shirt.

"Ah~" Xiahou Wu strode forward, exerted force in his hands, bent his body forward, and his bones kept making a sound like a thunder leopard.

"Bang~" Li Qing did not dodge, but took it hard.

Li Qing's tiger palm chop fist, turned his palm into a claw, clenched his five fingers, and grabbed Xiahou Wu's fist fiercely.

Xiahou Wu's fist power was stimulated, and the dark power was activated, but the dark power hit Li Qing's fist like a stone sinking into the sea, without a trace of reaction.

Then the two people's moves became faster and faster, and even afterimages appeared, muscles slapping, bones colliding, and they became one.

Even the boxing ring under their feet began to shake, and the audience below the stage were stunned by the fight.

"Fuck, is this a fight between gods?"

"Is this the legendary Chinese martial arts?"

"Boss, you are so awesome!"

"Kill him!"

Li Qing and his chopping fist smashed on Xiahou Wu's palm, and Xiahou Wu retreated five steps in a row, with a look of horror on his face.

The dark power that hit people like hanging a painting was actually useless to Li Qing.

He didn't know that Li Qing's skin and muscles were now so hard that even a small-caliber pistol couldn't penetrate them, and the dark power was just a little stinging for Li Qing.

"Brother!"

Shan Ying looked at Xiahou Wu worriedly. Although she was learning fancy tricks, she could still understand that her brother might not be able to beat the young man on the opposite side.

At this time, Li Qing chuckled at Shan Ying, who had a pretty face, and said, "Don't scream, your brother will definitely die in my hands today!"