Chapter 118        Bajiquan

With a bang, even a stone slab on the platform broke.

This scene surprised everyone.

"It seems that I have seen that person somewhere, why do you look familiar?"

"You don't know this. That's Master Cheng Minghao and Cheng. He often appears in major TV competitions. I didn't expect him to come!"

"So it's Master Cheng, no wonder he looks so familiar!"

Some bodyguards in the audience also showed excitement.

Master Cheng can be said to be a star in the martial arts world. He has been ranked first in major competitions in China, and has won glory for the country, leaving the United States and facing major experts in the world.

Mingtai, who had a short figure, also looked moved and frowned.

"No wonder the Zhao family is so confident. It turns out that you are Cheng Minghao!"

"Hmph, boy, because they are all warriors, you might as well retreat, otherwise I will not be able to save your life." Cheng Minghao said arrogantly behind one hand.

"I'll say who's life I'll take!"

In an instant, Mingtai moved, and the two figures soon blurred together.

Their speed is so fast that the audience can't see clearly.

At that moment, Cheng Minghao's entire aura emanated. The cultivation level of the Huang-level late stage, coupled with the Arhat Fist he practiced, was like a big Buddha who was angry with the eyes of Vajra, and the fist seals were condensed, and the mountains and yelled in the sea.

Cheng Minghao raised his hand, his fists were like a huge rock with ten thousand pounds, and his feet were tart, making the tiger full of wind.

Cheng Minghao is worthy of being the chief outer disciple of Shaolin. He has obtained the essence of the Arhat Fist. His fist is like a dragon going out to sea, roaring and suddenly punching at the other party's throat.

I have to say that his momentum is quite terrifying. If he doesn't take action, he will be killed.

After all, he is also a warrior in the late stage of the Yellow-level, and his true energy is intimidating.

Mingtai felt that the eyes were dark, and the opponent's fist had rushed over, and his skin was clattering like clothes.

Mingtai had no choice but to retreat and rushed out five or six meters away. The Bajiquan emphasized the importance of cutting in a short distance, and hard-opening and hitting.

But he never expected that he would meet Cheng Minghao, who had amazing cultivation and fast fist marks, and even he could not take it head-on.

Cheng Minghao did not give him a chance to breathe and rushed over immediately.

Bajiquan emphasizes the accumulation of power. Mingtai's retreat condenses the true energy in his body like a spring. It has compressed the spring to the lowest end and suddenly jumped out.

Mingtai's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he directly used a move to slash the palm, reaching all directions, only slashing Cheng Minghao's waist.

Cheng Minghao hummed disdainfully, and faced this move to slash his palm, and roared angrily, as if a lion roared, and the sound waves fluttered. He held his fists tightly and pressed them down.

Bang!

The fist and palm collided, and both of them trembled. Mingtai's body staggered and almost fell. Then he turned around and stood firm and began to calm the qi and blood rushing in his body.

At the same time, Cheng Minghao rushed over and the two of them got together again.

In an instant, both of them used their killer moves, and Cheng Minghao also got a little bit of real fire.

He didn't want to drag it down any longer. His fists were like thunder, and dozens of punches were burst out in an instant, and the sky was filled with fist shadows.

Mingtai Bajiquan was at its peak and took it crazy, but it was slower after all. At this time, Mingtai's blood and blood were surging, and blood was rushing out of his pores.

However, this opportunity was captured by Cheng Minghao. With a sharp roar, it pierced through the eardrums, and then a Luohan fist hit Mingtai directly on the chest.

With a dull sound, Mingtai flew backwards and finally fell to the ground. Blood spilled out, his head tilted, and he died of anger.

Compared with Cheng Minghao's late-stage yellow-level cultivation, Mingtai is only in the middle-stage yellow-level. The two of them do not know each other. They have never really fought each other's strength, and they do not know whether it is true or not.

Mingtai was originally lucky, thinking that Cheng Minghao's exposure was too high and he was not worthy of his name, but he underestimated the strength of the Shaolin chief outer disciple and eventually died on the spot.

"Okay! Good fight!"

"happy!"

Zhao Yuan and Zhao Peng held the armrests of the chair tightly and shouted excitedly!

Zhao Kuocheng also gave a long sigh, his excitement was beyond words.

The Zhao family let out a vent of anger, so happy!

"Hahaha, Kuocheng, what I said, it's definitely right to find Master Cheng Minghao and Cheng!" Zhao Yuanyang said proudly.

Wei Feng looked calm. Before the two competed, Wei Feng could see that it was obvious that nothing unexpected happened. Cheng Minghao should win this battle.

"Duan Tianhong, what else do you have to say?" Zhao Yuan shouted arrogantly.

Duan Tianhong narrowed his eyes slightly, "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. The venue in the North City of Dongling will belong to you in the future!"

He looked a little unhappy, frowned, and said, "Have you not been here yet, Senior Li Yuecang?"

Zhang Deren's voice trembled and said, "Senior Li said he would come. I guess he will arrive soon... I will arrive later."

Duan Tianhong looked bad, but Li Yuecang spent a lot of money to invite him from overseas. In the Chinese circle, Senior Li can be said to be famous and became a grand master.

If Duan Tianhong had not been helping Li Yuecang inadvertently in his early years, and Li Yuecang had owed favors, it would have been impossible for him to come this time.

At this time, an old man walked into the venue. He had a handsome face, and was wearing a black training suit behind one hand. His every move was like a master.

When Duan Tianhong saw this old man, he immediately stood up and looked happy.

"Senior Li is finally here!"

The old man walked to the stage step by step, which seemed slow, but in fact it took only a few seconds to walk from the door to the stage.

Wei Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded. This old man should be a master.

If you don’t talk about anything else, just talk about his footwork, it’s unique.

But after a closer look, Wei Feng thought about it. The old man used his true qi to his feet. Every time he took a step, the true qi would contact the ground, so it caused the seemingly slow but actually several meters in one step.

Illusion.
Chapter completed!