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Chapter 226 Seven strokes to defeat the enemy
Thinking about it, Xu Ning didn't want to waste any more time, and directly stepped forward to attack Zhao Wugang.

Like attacking water, there is no move.

Just one punch.

However, unlike Ah Shui, Zhao Wugang was already prepared and did not go directly to pick it up. Instead, he quickly moved sideways, crossed his hands, and went straight to Xu Ning's arm.

What a ruthless means.

Xu Ning was secretly startled.

This move is called shaking arms in the eighth level boxing.

With the help of the strength of the opponent's attack, use your own arms to pinch the opponent's wrist.

If this is done, it can be said that it is very easy to break the opponent's arm.

Xu Ning didn't dare to be careless, and instantly changed from a fierce offensive to a soft one, and the upright strength of his arms softened instantly.

Just when Zhao Wugang's arms touched Xu Ning, he took advantage of the momentum to make a small grab, and used the soft power of Tai Chi to dissolve the rigidity of the eighth-level boxing.

"Tai Chi? Good!"

Zhao Wugang let out a yell, withdrew his backhand and paced closer again.

Xu Ning also changed his posture at this moment, his body slanted sideways, and at the same time, all his strength penetrated his whole body, his eyes were violently exerted, and without looking back, he punched the opponent's face and chest with a tiger-shaped fist.

"Five Elements Boxing!"

Zhao Wugang exclaimed, thinking that the other party was already prepared, is this intentionally waiting for him to get close?
It is impossible to change tactics now.

Zhao Wugang could only stretch out his arms to protect his head, and was punched firmly by Xu Ning in the chest.

Teng Teng Teng Teng ~
Zhao Wugang, who was directly knocked back by this blow, took five steps back to stabilize his figure.

Two strokes.

Zhao Wugang, who was at the master level between the two moves, actually suffered a disadvantage.

The pain in his chest couldn't help but make his scalp tense. If he didn't raise his breath temporarily, he might be seriously injured.

Very fast response time.

What a brutal attack.

What a tricky way.

Although he suffered a loss, Zhao Wugang couldn't help being shocked.

But it was too late for him to think too much at this time, and immediately attacked Xu Ning again while standing still.

This time he had the experience just now, he thought he must beware of his Xingyi Quan, and then took the opportunity to cut him to change.

Although the idea was good, after getting close, he found that Xu Ning had changed his punching technique again.

Bagua Palm!
With just one face-to-face, Zhao Wugang's weakness was stricken, and the accusation took a third of his body's strength.

Nanquan!

Long fist!

Split and hang palms!
In the next three moves, Zhao Wugang's back, waist, eyes, and shoulders were hit hard one after another.

People outside can't see anything, but Zhao Wugang knows how powerful this inch is.

But it was too late for him to think about it.

At this time, Xu Ning was already close, and with the help of the momentum, he made a 360-degree rotation, and the charged fist went straight to his temple with the sound of the wind.

Zhao Wugang, who had just been beaten up, could only instinctively stretch out an arm to block.

But how can a defense out of thin air block the fist force brought out by the inertia of the body.

bump!
um~
With a muffled groan, Zhao Wugang hit his face with his own arm, he felt as if he was hit by an iron rod, his whole body rolled out while his brain was bewildered.

Rolled to the edge of the ring before stopping.

Zhao Wugang stood up in a daze while supporting the rope, his legs were trembling involuntarily.

Dazed!
Completely confused.

Now he saw that Xu Ning had four of them, and he couldn't tell which one was the real one.

How is this played?
In less than a few tens of seconds.

The match is over.

There was no sound in the audience at this time, and even the sound of people's breathing could be heard.

Seven collisions.

The eighth-level boxing master was defeated.

There is no so-called twenty rounds, not even ten rounds!

how can that be.

This is too strong!

"Don't fight!"

Hou Ruolan saw that Zhao Wugang was injured badly, she jumped onto the stage and entangled him with an exclamation, then glanced at Xu Ning, "Go away, never come back here again."

"do not fight!"

Xu Ning didn't speak, but just glanced at the confused Zhao Wugang, "There are three more tricks, continue?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Not only Hou Ruolan's face was very embarrassed, but even the people in the audience were dumbfounded, especially Ah Shui.

He just kept watching.

Every time he fights, Xu Ning's boxing method is different.

The first six moves are Tai Chi, Wuxing, Baguazhang, Changquan, Nanquan, and Piguazhang, which are the most aggressive and ruthless moves.

How did he know so many boxing techniques?

And convert freely!

What is the seventh trick? It seems that I haven't heard the teacher mention it.

The teacher even lost.

And he lost as badly as himself.

Are all my previous achievements fake?
Are they all embroidered fists and embroidered legs?

Ah Shui even began to doubt himself.

Zhao Wugang is not like this, the level of horror in his heart is even higher.

a young man.

How is it possible to reach this level.

He could only blindly parry, and he was at a disadvantage from the first shot.

Although he was beaten, but Zhao Wugang knew it in his heart.

That last move turned out to be a long-lost stunt in Hong Fist.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts. At the beginning, you should report your own martial arts. You beat me like this. It's just opportunistic."

"haha, really?"

Xu Ning was amused.

"Of course, these are the rules!"

Zhao Wugang shook his head with a pale face, and desperately grabbed Hou Ruolan with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would fall if he let go.

"No school, no sect, I just learned it by myself watching TV." Xu Ning said, "There are still three tricks, do you want to continue!"

"you……"

Faced with Xu Ning's pressing approach, Zhao Wugang's face turned red instantly.

I said that just to save some face.

this kid!
I really want to kill them all!

Not only forced himself to make a fool of himself, but also said that he learned it by watching TV.

Doesn't that prove that you are nothing?

After Dali heard Xu Ning's words, the audience couldn't help turning around and laughing secretly, "Hey, look at this old guy who is usually worth two to five to eighty thousand, and no one pays attention to it. Now he is deflated."

Thinking about it, he touched the wound on his face vigorously, and he was glad that Xu Ning had shown mercy to him just now, otherwise it was still unknown whether he would be able to stand still.

This Zhao Wugang is coquettish enough, he can say such words, isn't he ashamed?
Let's fight, you are fighting.

The remaining three tricks are estimated to cost you half of my life.

"It's too deceiving! A person from the eighth-level martial arts gym, let me prevent him from going out of this door!"

Ah Shui also felt too embarrassed at this meeting, and shouted to the students in the crowd wearing eight-level boxing uniforms, the meaning was very clear.

"Ah Shui, what do you want to do! Stop it!"

Hou Ruolan sneered coldly, bluffing the eighth-level boxing students who were ready to move, "Don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"

"Xiao Lan, you can swallow this breath!" Ah Shui was a little emotional.

"Then what else do you think? It's just that your skills are inferior to others. Could it be that you still want to gang up on others if you lose?"

Hou Ruolan was also angry, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if things are really difficult, you may not be able to bear the consequences."

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the martial arts hall, "Let's see who is so bold as to make trouble in my territory."

(End of this chapter)