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Yan Hao appeared in front of Huang Ziming. From Huang Ziming's point of view, he was only slightly distracted before being approached by Yan Hao. He knew in his heart that this was going to be bad, and he didn't care about the shock in his heart. He was about to die Struggling to attack Yan Hao, but before he could make a move, Yan Hao's fist had already hit him.

Huang Ziming's stomach was in extreme pain as if being hit by a heavy hammer. The acid water in his stomach gushed out involuntarily. Yan Hao took a step back, dodged it, and then looked at him with a smile.

Huang Ziming raised his head in pain and looked at Yan Hao's smile. He was very unwilling and wanted to attack him, but his feet were weak, and he couldn't help but kneel down. Yan Hao told him with a smile: "There is no need for such a big gift, I am in the fist." Added a dark force to it."

Hearing Yan Hao's words, he was suddenly terrified, and wanted to use his inner energy to prevent the dark energy from destroying his internal organs, but he found that this inner energy was very weak, like a bubble, and was blown away by his inner energy with a bang. It was broken, but a breath left the encirclement of his internal energy skillfully, and suddenly spurted out involuntarily from his chrysanthemum, so everyone present immediately heard a loud farting sound, which made everyone present People couldn't help laughing, and with the sound of this laughter, Huang Ziming was ashamed.He was actually beaten to fart by Yan Hao, which was unheard of. He was beaten and cried, and he was seen a lot when he was spanked, but it was the first time he was spanked to fart.

"Hahaha, fart, the elder brother actually farted."

"Kneeling down and farting, isn't that his backbone?"

"You really gave our martial arts chief a face."

. . . .

The sound of ridicule was like a sledgehammer hitting his heart non-stop.Not only did he lose to Yan Hao, but he was also ridiculed by his juniors and younger sisters in the martial arts hall. This made him scream wildly, and he shouted angrily at Yan Hao who was about to step down: "Yan Hao, I'm going to kill you."

"Oh, it's up to you." Yan Hao originally wanted to teach him a little lesson, but now hearing his howl, he felt that he should be given a little more lesson, otherwise how would he know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, "Then you Come here and let me see why you killed me."

"You won't stop him?" Yan Hao slashed at the old man and asked his own question.This already meant a warning from Forbearance. If he didn't stop him, then Yan Hao's attack would not be the same as punching him, causing him a slight injury, and then farting and being fine.Hearing Yan Hao's words, the old man smiled and shook his head, as if he had great confidence in Huang Ziming.

At this time, Yan Hao stood on the edge of the ring, looked at Huang Ziming's blushing face, and shouted: "Let me go."

He moved like a shooting star with strides, and saw that his face was flushed at this time, and his muscles and muscles were swollen a lot. At this time, it was as if he had taken Shiquan Dabu Dan, which made his figure swell like an inflated balloon.

Yan Hao's heart moved, and he immediately understood that Huang Ziming had used the secret technique of their Huang Family Martial Arts: Burning Blood Technique. The burning blood technique is to continuously accumulate blood essence, so that it can be released at any time when it needs to be used. This burning blood technique can increase the strength of the body by at least [-]%, and the more it accumulates, the higher the strength will be. At the highest point, it can increase by [-]% The combat power is a very powerful secret technique.

The surrounding spectators even booed in their hearts: "Senior brother has used a secret technique, is Yan Hao so powerful?"

Some guys seem to be very concerned about their elder brother, so they said worriedly: "Although our secret skills are powerful, but the time is not long, if you can't hit Yan Hao within a cup of tea, then the elder brother will change back to the original If you continue to burn your energy and blood, your life will be shortened, I don't know how the senior brother will choose."

Some people sighed: "This Yan Hao is really powerful. Before he can make a move, he asked the elder brother to use his secret skills. There is no one worthy of fame!"

. . .

After Yan Hao knocked down Huang Ziming, the discussion did not stop, and Huang Ziming's use of secret techniques made the scene even more noisy.

However, although Yan Hao was surprised by Huang Ziming's huge changes after using the secret technique, he did not lose confidence in himself. He knew that this secret technique would not be used indefinitely, and his strength was not bad.

When Huang Ziming came in front of him, Huang Ziming's body was still swollen, nearly twice as big as Yan Hao's body, and his arms were like Yan Hao's thighs, his thick body was strong and powerful The visual impact is already very strong.

Yan Hao also let go of the feeling of contempt in his heart.

A dignified feeling arose in his mind. This guy was a bit threatening. If he underestimated the enemy, he would be defeated. Yan Hao had this feeling inexplicably.

No wonder the old man kept his face, he knew that there was a backhand.

At this time, Huang Ziming was already looking at Yan Hao like a giant, and with a wild cry, he stretched out his clay-pot-sized fist and hit Yan Hao directly.

Looking at the fist in front of him, Yan Hao moved away in a blink of an eye. He didn't intend to try the power of his fist on the edge of the ring. He got short and walked out immediately, brushing against Chen Ziming.

Yan Hao watched him with his eyes all the time, and listened with his ears. Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind his head. He pressed his hands to the ground, and his body stopped the castration. It swept across in front of him, scratching his face with pain.

After Yan Hao flashed past, he took the opportunity to move, and after two somersaults in a row, he moved away from Huang Ziming. The two exchanged positions, and Yan Hao squinted at his opponent. This guy's movement speed was really much faster.

Without making Yan Hao think too much, Huang Ziming also knew that he didn't have much time, only about a cup of tea, so he continued to run up, screaming and attacking like a ferocious beast, Yan Hao looked at the aggressive Huang Ziming, sitting low , the center of gravity sinks, the feet are uneven, the hands are one in front and the other in the back, and the hands are opened like two knives.

The momentum condensed on Yan Hao, and he shouted, ah, his figure seemed to disappear, and he appeared in front of Huang Ziming in a blink of an eye, and he slashed straight down on the top of his head with a knife in one hand.

The inner energy in his hands was like a layer of armor covering Yan Hao's hands. The sound of the knife tearing the air made Huang Ziming's pupils shrink slightly. He immediately put his hands together, and there was a snap, the sound was not loud, but Huang Ziming felt his own His hand sank, as if being hit by a huge tree from a height.The dust under his feet was also blown away by the impact of the two colliding.

When the blow missed, Yan Hao took advantage of the force and flew up, retreated a few feet, regrouped and attacked, and took the knife straight to the middle palace, heading towards his heart. He followed the knife and crossed the distance between the two in one step. , Yan Hao's attack was like a sharp arrow, going forward without hesitation.

Under such a clever attack, Huang Ziming didn't feel timid at all. He opened his elbows to close the knife, and punched back. In an instant, the two punched and kicked, and the sound of collision between fists and feet sounded from time to time, sometimes dull, sometimes high-pitched. Two figures, one tall and one thin, were constantly wrestling with each other and separated, and it was difficult to distinguish the superior for a while. Everyone in the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall watching from the side was also very nervous. Except for Huang Shishi, they all hoped that Huang Ziming would win.

At the beginning, Yan Hao still used 100% to [-]% of his strength, but he couldn't gain the upper hand at all. Afterwards, his strength gradually increased to [-]%, [-]%, and even [-]%. Let his movements reveal a lot of flaws, without [-]% certainty, or before life and death, he will never use [-]% of his strength to attack.

And as the battle progressed, the aggrieved air in Yan Hao's heart that he thought had been released was still lingering in his heart. As the battle intensified, Yan Hao's swords in his hands were constantly attacking Huang Ziming's vitals, almost aiming at the vitals. , and Huang Ziming was the same, the sense of urgency in his heart told him all the time, if he couldn't win, he would lose, and soon it seemed to become a life-and-death battle.

Yan Hao's sword in hand has completely displayed the wind saber technique. The moves are simple but extremely fast. This kind of attack is like an arrow, constantly firing at Huang Ziming.

At the beginning, Huang Ziming was able to resist and fight back, but he was quite reluctant. But after waiting for a while, Yan Hao's strength increased to [-]%, and he found that he could no longer completely block it, and was always trying to seal it off like he was exhausted. He blocked and fought back, but before he knew it, he was already at a disadvantage.

Huang Ziming knew that he was going to lose, so he yelled unwillingly in his heart: "Fight."

I saw that he gave up the trick of blocking Yan Hao, and actually used the means of killing him together. He looked at Yan Hao's knife attacking his neck indifferently, and at the same time directly attacked Yan Hao's neck. The two punched one by one, One with a knife in his hand, Yan Hao looked at Huang Ziming's eyes bloodshot at this time, but the calmness was full of madness, he knew that this was his decisive blow, in order to restore the decline, if Yan Hao could not be interrupted If the attack rhythm is too high, then he will lose.

Yan Hao frantically calculated the attacks of the two in his mind, which one would attack the other first, but he came to the conclusion that it was almost at the same time.Yan Hao sighed in his heart, people will always burst out their potential in a desperate situation, this Huang Ziming is like this.

Yan Hao withdrew the knife in his hand, leaned back, and at the same time struck out with the other hand, hitting the numb tendon in his elbow. Yan Hao's move was very simple and clear, that is, if you continue to attack, I will not only interrupt your attack , and will cripple your arm, even if it's only for a short while.

But Huang Ziming didn't understand such a simple truth, he actually saw Yan Hao retreating, and after being interrupted by his tactic of killing each other, he rashly attacked, thinking that he could take advantage of the momentum to attack, but he didn't expect that Yan Hao's simple move would make him overwhelmed to the bitter end.

The next moment his hand was hit by Yan Hao's hand knife at the elbow, a numbness came from his hand to his brain, he lost control of this hand, and he was terrified in his heart, he immediately understood that he had gone too far. radicalized.

But I have no regrets about taking the medicine.

When Yan Hao saw that a move was successful, he immediately launched an offensive. It was like a tidal wave of attacks. He struck with his hands and feet one after another. In less than three moves, he was left wide open. The next moment, Yan Hao's attack came. This Huang Ziming, who had already numbed one hand, felt that he was in a rolling cabin. He was constantly being thrown up and down by the waves. There was almost no part of his body that was not in pain. At this time, he was almost fainted from Yan Hao's blow. .

After Yan Hao knew that his attack was effective, he had withdrawn most of his strength and only used [-]% of his strength. However, the continuous attacks made Huang Zi clearly understand that he had lost. Sure enough, after a few breaths, he felt like he was soaring in the clouds. It was like the weightless feeling he had when he fell from the attic that day.

"Crack, buzz..." Huang Ziming heard a loud noise in his head, he knew he had fallen to the ground, he lost, he lost completely, his mind was buzzing, as if someone had hit him with a sap generally.

But as he landed and his heart, he knew that his strength was too weak, the opponent was too strong, and before the opponent's more powerful weapon could be used, he lost.The difference in strength is too great.

Yan Hao glanced at Huang Ziming who fell, he was lying on the ground like a dead person, but he knew that this guy was not dead, maybe he was hit.He jumped down lightly, he looked back at Huang Shishi, he saw her, and also saw the old man Huang Tianhu beside her, then he hesitated to speak, his lips moved a few times, but he still didn't say anything, The people present made way for him, and he left without looking back.

Huang Shishi looked at his lonely back and wanted to chase him away. She stretched out her hand, trying to call Yan Hao back, but she still didn't move. For some reason, she didn't make a sound, and she didn't chase him back. She felt Yan Hao Hao seemed to be leaving her. If she didn't chase him out, maybe Yan Hao really wouldn't be looking for her.

She looked at Huang Tianhu, and finally put down her hand.

And Yan Hao also left the Huang's Martial Arts Hall very quickly. He glanced at the four large golden characters on the Martial Arts Hall. He felt it was a bit glaring, and really wanted to tear it down, but he didn't move.He was waiting for her, waiting for her to come out.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths. . .After twenty breaths, he knew that she would not come out, because he saw a person not far from Huang Shishi, and thought he had already stopped her, or told her the family's decision, he knew that Huang Shishi was already far away from him up.

He left, he felt that this place was not suitable for him, it was too unfree, too depressing, and too rebellious.

And soon he returned to the iron-making studio, which was also the place he yearned for, but it was too depressing.

The red stove, the black hammer, and the smell of fire and iron filled the air. He was nostalgic for this smell, but it couldn't make his heart feel at peace after all. He realized that as much as his heart was invested, so much was lost.

Yan Hao took back the small knife that he forged. This was the first time he had completed the finished product. He kept the others. Although most of them were only finished products of ten to thirty forgings, he was still successful. He has forged a few high-quality ironware with over [-] forges. If he is given one to two years, he should be able to forge iron tools with over [-] forges.

But the reality is like this, and fate will play tricks on people like this.When you expect something, he will disappoint you.

Yan Hao didn't stay long, he left, he left alone, greeted other acquaintances and left.

At this time, Tieling was also sitting in the carriage and came back. The two met not far from the door. Yan Hao glanced at the carriage. He knew that Tieling was in the carriage, but he didn't say anything. Until Yan Hao, he would not say anything.

The two are like two lines running in opposite directions. Once they intersect, approach, and touch, the next direction is to stay away from each other.

(End of this chapter)