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In the past two years, I didn’t write anything well because of various things. This year I must concentrate on writing something for everyone to see. I also ask everyone to support me, give me some motivation to write better things.

The third update is delivered today, and I finally made up for the additional updates that I owe last month. Please support me!)

If it is a fist, Wang Cheng would like to try to use his current body to fight against the blow. Because compared to a hand knife, fists are blunt objects, which means hurting the skin.

When Yuan Biaohu's palm was cut in front of Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng suddenly took action, took a step back slightly, and then suddenly grabbed Yuan Biaohu's wrist, which was Wu Shengshan's capture hand.

Each boxing technique has its own unique method of grasping. The Wushengshan boxing technique is top-notch among the many boxing techniques.

Experts will know if there is any one as soon as they take action.

When Yuan Biaohu saw it, his face changed instantly. He hurriedly withdrew his knife and avoided Wang Cheng's capture. Then he turned his body slightly and his elbows rushed towards Wang Cheng's abdomen.

Wang Cheng stared at the eyes and punched Yuan Biaohu's elbow.

When Yuan Biaohu saw it, he suddenly burst into laughter in his heart, with disdain in his eyes. When his fists collided with his elbows, it must be the fist's loss. Yuan Biaohu immediately condensed his strength again, and the Bajiquan power condensed it!

However, when Yuan Biaohu's elbow collided with Wang Cheng's fist, he realized that he was wrong.

With the same strength, the fist is indeed at a disadvantage because the fist is not as hard as the elbow.

And how powerful is Wang Cheng's fist?

It directly dispelled his condensed power.

A crisp click!

Yuan Biaohu's arm was dislocated by a punch, and a piercing pain pierced into his heart. He knew that his elbow bones were cracked, not only his arm was dislocated, but also injured his muscles and bones.

At that moment, Yuan Biaohu hurriedly stepped back, and he looked shocked, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, and he punched him again when he chased him. It was also the earth hammer technique among the most powerful Earth Demon Fist he could use now. His fist hit him like a sledgehammer.

When Yuan Biaohu saw this punch, he knew that the power was amazing. But he couldn't dodge and could only block it. He raised his still-moving arm and wanted to block it.

boom……

Smashed down with one punch.

Yuan Biaohu knew how naive his thoughts were, and obviously overestimated his strength. Wang Cheng punched him out with a punch and was in the air. He vomited blood.

Huo Youwen, who had just got rid of the entanglement of several young men, turned around and was about to help Wang Cheng when he saw Yuan Biaohu flying over. He hurriedly hid away. The junior brothers of Yuan Biaohu hurriedly came up to catch him. The people were immediately taken back several steps by the huge force of Yuan Biaohu before stopping. They all looked at Wang Cheng with horror.

Who is this boy?

What a strong power!

It seems that there is no such a boy in Hong Kong that is so powerful!

The legendary young master Ye Qunsheng of Hong Kong Island could not punch such a powerful punch. Ye Qunsheng was defeated by the momentary explosive power of the combination of Cun Fist and Xingyi Fist. The lethality was enough to kill any master of his generation in seconds.

No one of them has seen such great power as Wang Cheng, but has no condensed power.

Huo Youwen hurried to Wang Cheng's side and asked in a low voice: "Wang Cheng, Yuanyuan, are you okay?"

Wang Cheng shook his head and said casually: "It's okay, what do these people do?"

"They are disciples of Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall and have always been dissatisfied with our boxing gym. In this official martial arts competition, only five martial arts halls were selected. We have one quota. Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall asked my master to withdraw and give the quota to them to participate in this martial arts competition. My master has always disagreed, but he didn't expect that they would come to kick the gym this time and force my master to agree. They knew that my master could not fully display his strength because of his injuries twenty years ago, so he dared to be arrogant, otherwise...hum..."

Huo Youwen said, his tone became sad and angry, feeling sad for his master Huang Delin.

It's really a tiger falling into the sun and being bullied by a dog.

With Huang Delin's strength and status in the martial arts world back then, he has been officially recognized by the government and was directly given a quota for the martial arts competition. If Huang Delin's strength has always been there and he is in good health, how could he be bullied by this Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall now?

Yuan Biaohu was supported by several people, feeling the scorching pain in his chest. He looked at Wang Cheng in shock and shouted: "Huo Youwen, there are only ten people in your martial arts school, including your master and your friend. Do you think you are qualified to get a place for martial arts competition? Which martial arts school is not bigger than you on the streets of Hong Kong Island?"

"So what? There are indeed many older people than us, but how many people can beat me? I am not afraid of other people except Ye Qunsheng."

Huo Youwen also stared at Yuan Biaohu and said in a deep voice: "Where are you? Who of you will beat me? I will help you convince me to give you the quota."

Yuan Biaohu and others were silent. Indeed, none of them were Huo Youwen's opponents. Yuan Biaohu was more confident than Huo Youwen before, and only after fighting, he realized that he was still a little short.

Not only Huo Youwen, Yuan Biaohu knew that he was not even as good as Wang Cheng.

"If you have written a text, let's go and see your master."

Wang Cheng hurriedly reminded that it would be impossible to solve the problem of telling these guys about 10,000 years.

Huo Youwen woke up and walked inside with his feet. Seven or eight young people around him hurriedly surrounded him, but he still refused to let him in.

“Get out of here!”

Huo Youwen shouted.

"Don't think about it, this is a street, not a place in your martial arts hall. Who allows you to stand here? Huo Youwen, you are too domineering."

A young man said disdainfully, standing on the street at the door, he just refused to leave.

Huo Youwen was worried that something might happen to the master inside, so he didn't say nonsense, and he just punched him up. The power of the Bengquan was revealed. The young man was beaten away with one punch and fell to the ground.

Bengquan, when Guo Yunshen used to hit the world with half a step, he relied on the speed of punching and the characteristics of Bengquan. Whoever got closer would be hit with one punch, and the speed of punching was almost invincible.

At this time, Huo Youwen only initially practiced the Bengjin to a state of superb level. If he could really practice to a state of superb level, the strength penetrated the whole body and the strength exploded at any part of the body. Those dozens of people are not close to him, and anyone who gets close will be destroyed.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Only Yuan Biaohu at the door is a real master. The others are all beginners who are just starting out. They only know a few tricks and have no actual combat at all. They were punched by Huo Youwen and five or six were knocked down in just a few breaths.

There were a few others who dared not get close.

Yuan Biaohu stood there and did not dare to go up and attack. Wang Cheng took off one of his arms, and his internal organs were injured by a punch. He could not do anything at all. He could only stand a little further and watched Huo Youwen bring down five or six of his junior brothers. Then he took Wang Cheng and the other two into it.

"Wait, who are you?"

Yuan Biaohu stopped Wang Cheng and said unwillingly: "You are not from Hong Kong Island, so it is best not to worry about Hong Kong Island's affairs, so as not to cause trouble."

"What trouble?"

Wang Cheng asked calmly, his eyes burst into light.

Yuan Biaohu was shocked. Seeing Wang Cheng's gaze, the cold breath made his blood almost stiff for a moment, and his qi and blood almost solidified. His feet were unconsciously shocked and took two steps back, unable to speak for a while.

It was not until Wang Cheng pulled Wang Yuanyuan and brought Huo Youxin into the martial arts hall with Huo Youwen that Yuan Biaohu came back from his cold eyes. He quickly took a few breaths to relieve most of the tension in his heart. However, Wang Cheng's eyes remained in his heart. As soon as Yuan Biaohu closed his eyes, he could not help but think that it had left a psychological shadow. If this psychological shadow was not removed, his boxing skills would stop here in his life.

"Senior brother, is it okay?"

"Senior brother, I'll call an ambulance, are you okay?"

Several new disciples from the Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall hurriedly came up to support Yuan Biaohu, who looked shaky.

Yuan Biaohu held his body and stood by himself. He continued with the breathing method of Bagua Fist for a long time before he truly recovered and was deeply shocked in his heart.

A look made him almost unable to resist.

The other party's spiritual cultivation level exceeded his imagination.

When I entered the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall, I saw that it was a bit old. The decorations inside were relatively old, and the floor was still bluestone floor, which had been trampled and embedded deeply into the ground.

Huo Youwen was familiar with the road. Because he was anxious, he quickly walked through the two halls and then came to a living room at the back. At this time, five people had already sat here.

Among them, the first old man in the Tang Dynasty dress with gray hair and yellow complexion was Huo Youwen's master Huang Delin.

Below, there were five or six people sitting on both sides.

Huo Youwen pushed the door and walked in, and the few people looked over.

"master!"

Seeing that Master Huang Delin was fine, Huo Youwen hurried forward and clasped his fists and shouted respectfully.

Huang Delin nodded and said, "Youwen, are you here, is this your friend?"

Huang Delin looked at Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan. He knew Huo Youxin and had seen him in the Huo family, but only the brother and sister did not know each other.

Wang Cheng stepped forward and clasped his fists slightly respectfully and said, "My younger generation, Wang Cheng, have met Senior Huang, I am a friend of Youwen. I heard Youwen say that you are in poor health and I know some medical skills, so let's see if you can help."

Huang Delin nodded in a clear understanding, knowing that Wang Cheng was the doctor Huo Youwen found for him, the miracle doctor from the mainland who treated Huo Baicheng and He Jiasheng.

Although Huo Youwen said that Wang Cheng was relatively young, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the child's appearance. He was really a child. Can he really treat Huo Baixing and He Jiasheng?

Epilepsy and diabetes are not curable.

"Thank you, my friend, for seeing me, the old man. Unfortunately, there are some things here today that make you laugh."

Out of respect, Huang Delin stood up and said apologetically to Wang Cheng.

An old man sitting on the left with a slightly fat man with a sideways hair patted the chair and said in a deep voice: "Old Huang, don't delay time. I must give me an answer today. If I don't agree, then I will follow the rules of the world tomorrow. I will meet you on the ring. Don't say that I don't care about my friendship with you back then."

Huo Youwen looked at the slightly fat old man and clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Senior Yuan, you came to our martial arts hall today and blocked the door. Isn't it a kick to the hall?"

This old man is Yuan Chengqing, the owner of Shuanghe Martial Arts Hall, and is also a famous older master in the Hong Kong martial arts world, but the ranking is not high.

Yuan Chengqing stared at Huo Youwen and emphasized his tone. He said, "I'm talking to your master. When are you qualified to interrupt? I asked Xiaohu and the others to help you guard the door at the door. If I kick the restaurant, I will challenge Lao Huang directly. How dare you, a young boy, speak to me like this?"

Huo Youwen was dissatisfied and wanted to speak again, but Huang Delin scolded him: "Youwen must not be rude."

Huo Youwen immediately shut up speechlessly. He felt that his master was good at everything, but it was too pedantic, which made him very depressed.

Wang Cheng frowned and stood up and said, "Senior Huang. Youwen is right, but there are some things that cannot be compromised."

"Boy, who are you? Are you qualified to speak here?"
To be continued...