across the heavens

That's it!

Yan Zhendong shook his head inwardly.

Yan Zhendong, who originally wanted to maintain the demeanor of a master and the demeanor of a senior, fought with his opponent with the same style of boxing, sighed.

After fighting for so long, Yan Zhendong has already seen it with his master's realm.

This young man doesn't know how he practiced. He has practiced boxing to a superb level at such a young age, but he is obviously still in the stage of clear strength, and he hasn't even practiced his tendons, just smooth strength!

It's just that his physical strength is really too strong, combined with his superb boxing techniques, he is stronger than most national martial arts masters, and even ordinary Huajin masters may not be able to take him down.

If this continues, let alone defeating him, maybe he will be defeated again!

At that time, let alone challenge Huang Feihong, even his disciples are no match, so how can he have the face to challenge him?

Thinking of this, Yan Zhendong changed his previous reckless style of refusing to give up an inch, and started to fight Han Dong with a set of roaming fists that he seldom used at ordinary times.

No longer fighting Han Dong head-on, facing Han Dong's mighty fist and sharp claw attack, Yan Zhendong chose to dodge and walk around, looking for a good chance to win with one blow.

The situation changed all of a sudden!

Faced with this style of play, Han Dong was helpless.

Although his agility is much higher than that of Yan Zhendong, the boxing master is not just talking.

Master Huajin not only controls his own body, but also achieves the state of doing whatever he wants in every detail.

And the body maintains all the senses of the outside world at all times, and can respond to the enemy or avoid it at any time.

Han Dong's attack, whether it was a fist or a claw, never fell on Yan Zhendong again!

For Master Huajin, there is no such thing as a sneak attack, let alone a frontal battle?

The so-called one feather can't be added, and the flies can't fall, that's how powerful it is!

No matter how agile Han Dong is, it's useless!

This gap in realm cannot be made up for by high agility!

The sound of violent punches and punches on the field suddenly decreased, and Han Dong's fist could no longer easily match Yan Zhendong as before!

Of course, you can't beat your opponent even more!

Occasional contact is also tasted lightly, and they are separated instantly.

Han Dong soon fell into a disadvantage.

Yan Zhendong, who used to have a lot of boxing skills, suddenly changed his style!

Walk around quickly, don't face Han Dong!

Han Dong couldn't catch Yan Zhendong's wandering movement at all!

I saw a figure revolving around Han Dong rapidly, east or west, with Zhan Zhi in front and Su Er behind, making Han Dong unpredictable.

At first, Han Dong was greatly passive.

But soon he stabilized. Since he couldn't keep up with the opponent's figure, he simply stopped following and just stood still and defended.

In this way, it was also difficult for Yan Zhendong to hit him, and Han Dong was more agile than the opponent, so that Han Dong could always react quickly and intercept the attack before it reached his body.

Can't catch up with Yan Zhendong's figure, but intercepting the attack is not a problem!

Han Dong was free.

Yan Zhendong was getting more and more breathless!

Think about Yan Zhendong, Shandong iron cloth shirt, when will he win with this guerrilla style of play?

The indestructible iron shirt is his greatest reliance, relying on it, Yan Zhendong has always been open and close against the enemy, fighting recklessly, and has never fallen into a disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation!

Unexpectedly, today I have to rely on my least good kung fu to gain the upper hand!

Even so, I may not be able to win yet!

Chapter 43 Defeated and Wounded

This boy named Han Dong is so weird!

The whole body is full of energy and blood, and the body is strong. Why is the body still so flexible, especially how can the reaction be so fast?

There is no such thing as a person with great strength and inflexibility!

He is obviously only in the realm of Mingjin!

Can't go on like this!

If the fight continues like this, there will be no winner or loser for a day and a night!

At this time, Yan Zhendong was originally high-spirited, and his desire to challenge Huang Feihong had gradually faded.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and an apprentice are all like this, let alone a master?

It's better to get the 30 yuan in silver dollars, and then I can't live by my apprentice stealing leftovers every day!

Thinking of this, Yan Zhendong's heart skipped a beat, he stopped his walking figure, roared, fisted his hands, and rushed towards Han Dong.

Han Dong saw that Yan Zhendong was no longer wandering, but rushed towards him, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward with all his energy.

"dong dong"

The violent crash that hadn't been heard for a long time resounded in the street again, deafening.

Yan Zhendong launched a series of swift and rapid onslaughts.

Fist, palm, finger, hook, a variety of boxing methods, and the continuous use of punching methods makes people dazzled.

Han Dong's eyes can't even see it, but he sticks to his heart and knows that his boxing skills are far inferior to Yan Zhendong's. Therefore, he never competes with his opponents in boxing skills, but only focuses on being tough.

No matter what kind of attack Yan Zhendong used, Han Dong only had one, tough!

Relying on nearly twice the agility of the opponent, his reflexes were extremely fast, even though Yan Zhendong's attacks were getting faster and more fierce, Han Dong insisted on blocking them one by one within an inch, without giving an inch.

Dongdong, Pengpeng, amidst a series of thunderclaps, I don't know how many times the two collided in a short period of time!

In the houses on both sides of the street, the people who stuck their heads out of the windows to watch them fight were stunned.

In the distance, Liang Kuan's hands tightly clutched the money bag and umbrella. In the torrential rain, his palms were sweating, and he looked at the two people on the field nervously.