Tang Yuanchen kicked his feet, shooting out like a full stringed arrow. Moreover, his soaring into the air was neither as high as a Taekwondo player, nor as low as a high jumper. Instead, his feet were hooked into the air just right, like an osprey hunting, gliding with his toes, and attacking Chen Qiye.

"Good come!" Chen Qiye shouted softly, slapped out his palms, and the fists and palms intersected, and the two of them separated after touching each other.

However, when Tang Yuanchen retreated, the storm caused by the storm actually caused a small breeze to blew on the Dongxing Arena, which made the audience amazed.

"How fast does Master Tang have to be."

"It moves like the wind, not like the clock, and the God of War is not weak."

"After watching this level of competition, I'm really boring to watch boxing."

The fighting of national martial arts is no longer just a blind attack, nor is it an emphasis on one's retreat, but creates infinite murderous intent in a limited space. This is the way to kill people.

The Chuzhou Chai family is the background of Tang Yuanchen. They sent one old and one young to watch the game in the East China Sea. They were also very satisfied with their performance this round. Although Tang Yuanchen was suspected of avenging his relatives this time, if he won, the interests of Xinshi would fall into their Chai family's pockets.

"Uncle, I think the East China Sea God of War is not weak either. Do you think Master Tang can win?" the young man asked with confusion.

"You underestimate Master Tang too much. Although the East China Sea War God took Master Tang's move, do you know that he has an irreconcilable hatred with the East China Sea War God, and he will definitely inspire 200% of the power. Not every turn of the East China Sea War God can have such good luck." Uncle Chai said in a low voice, his words full of confidence.

Sure enough, Tang Yuanchen was not in a hurry to launch the next round of attack, and said sneered: "God of War in the East China Sea, you are indeed very strong. You can actually take my first punch, but if you kill my brother and nephew, I will die today."

"Did you come here specifically for revenge?" Chen Qiye said with a frown.

Tang Yuanchen sneered and said, "What if it is?"

"You only allow your Tang family to seek your life, but no one is allowed to kill your Tang family?" Chen Qiye was angry at Tang Yuanchen's theory, and took a step forward, looked at Tang Yuanchen with a sharp look and said, "What are your Tang family? You really think that you are nobles in the palace and have extraordinary destiny. Just based on what your nephew does, I will kill them lightly."

Tang Yuanchen roared: "God of War, don't be crazy!"

Bang bang bang, Tang Yuanchen put the toes on the bottom of his toes, like a brocade dress walking at night, and rushed towards Chen Qiye. The palm that just now had already allowed him to see Chen Qiye's strength. Therefore, with years of experience in the world, he did not take action rashly. When he was eight feet away from Chen Qiye, he suddenly arrived, wandering around in all directions like a ghost, exploring.

This scene made many first-time Dongxing guests look depressed.

"I'm going, what are you doing? Why don't you start fighting?"

"Isn't it said that Tang Yuanchen is a master of national martial arts, why is it different from the martial arts masters I saw in TV series!"

"You know nothing, this is the real national martial arts, don't you?"

"National martial arts is neither a routine nor a Sanda, but a murderous technique. It focuses on defeating the enemy with one move, so wait."

"You see, Master Tang is going to take action."

After spending nine rounds around Chen Qiye, Tang Yuanchen finally took action, and if he didn't take action, he would have done it. He would be like thunder in the storm, and sometimes he would swing his stick like an arm, and sometimes he would make a whip. His moves were like numb, some were false, while others were real moves.

However, Tang Yuanchen had only one goal, which was to defeat the enemy with one move, head, chest, lungs, eyes, and crotch, all of which were his attack targets. Each attack had at least hundreds of kilograms of strength, but unfortunately, they were easily resolved by Chen Qiye.

"God of War, do you dare to underestimate me?" Tang Yuanchen said angrily. He could not do anything to move. He simply stood there and sank Qiye directly.

Chen Qiye knew that Tang Yuanchen was saying that he did not punch. Although Tang Yuanchen was strong, he was far from the point where he used his fists.

"I'm afraid you can't bear it." Chen Qiye smiled.

"Okay, okay, I can't stand it. You are really crazy enough in the East China Sea God of War." Tang Yuanchen ignored all the rules and walked straight to Chen Qiye, and said without any defense: "What if I, Tang, please punch you?"

Chen Qiye smiled faintly and said, "I wish you good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiye's fingers turned into a fist, and his whole body crackled, and Tang Yuanchen's blood was boiling.

"I was six years old and proficient in Baji, Xingyi, Tai Chi, and tough!" Tang Yuanchen laughed wildly. Now he was only one meter away from Chen Qiye, and he was confident that he could kill Chen Qiye with one punch.

"God of War in the East China Sea, you kneel down and die."

With a blow, Tang Yuanchen also punched out. At this time, Chen Qiye's fist had already arrived. When they collided, the Dongxing ring suddenly made a metal clanging sound, but the two of them moved slightly.

"How is this possible!" Uncle Chai family exclaimed.

"What's wrong with uncle?" asked the junior of the Chai family.

"I have seen with my own eyes that Master Tang knocked down a buffalo with one punch. The God of War could actually use his fist to punch, and then he forced Master Tang's punch. How could this be possible!"

As he said that, Uncle Chai quickly rubbed his eyes and looked at the ring again, but the God of War in the East China Sea was indeed not moving at all. Why didn't he amazed him?

It was not just him who was amazed. The big boss who knew Tang Yuanchen's strength was almost on the ground.

Tang Yuanchen became famous at the age of 20 and became the number one master in the three rivers and cities at the age of 30. This punch immediately refreshed their understanding of the East China Sea God of War.

After all, Chen Qiye became famous in Dongxing, but he was far from beyond the scope of Sanjiang and Three Cities. However, his punch from Tang Yuanchen was enough to make him among the top three in Sanjiang and Three Cities in one hundred years in history.

However, the most shocking thing was Tang Yuanchen himself, because he actually felt a little pain, and Chen Qiye had no expression on his face.

This shows that his fists are harder than himself.

"I haven't felt any pain for many years." Tang Yuanchen widened his tiger's eyes, and the tiger's eyes were full of shock, but the next second he immediately returned to Qingming Festival.

"The God of War in the East China Sea, let's just see whose fist is harder today."

Crack, boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yuanchen's next punch that was pulled into the Moon had already hit Chen Qiye straight, but he was still not sad or happy.

"good."

In the next minute, the entire Dongxing Arena was directly excited, both men and women, because Chen Qiye and Tang Yuanchen had no blocking, defense, no movement, and they were standing straight and bombarding.

The punches were as loud as the flesh, and even if they were hit by the opponent's fist, neither of them blinked. This game was a model of Dongxing.

However, the two of them punched each other very differently. Tang Yuanchen punched like a lion roaring, manic and restless, and heavy rain. Every time he punched, he would make a sacrificial and blood rolling.

Chen Qiye punched like playing the strings of a pipa, embroidered girl danced needles, and thin and weak mosquitoes were born. Even after hitting Tang Yuanchen's fist, the output of each punch was not weaker than the previous punch.

Tang Yuanchen became more and more declining as he fought, while Chen Qiye became more and more courageous as he fought.

The right judgment is right!

"How is this possible? How is this possible? I, Tang Yuanchen, cannot lose." Tang Yuanchen was so angry that he was blushing. He seemed to be a naughty boy beaten by an adult. His chest was bulging like a balloon, and he was almost furious.

At this time, seeing that the situation was wrong, Uncle Chai hurriedly ran under the ring and screamed: "Our Chai family is willing to withdraw from the competition in the new city. God of War, please spare Master Tang's life!"

The audience was stunned when he shouted.

"Ah? Give up?"

"Master Tang still has the power to fight, why did he admit defeat so quickly?"

"Master Tang is not avenging his younger brother. This battle should be endless. The Chai family is too backbone."

Many viewers expressed their dissatisfaction directly.

Bai Yunfei looked at Uncle Chai and asked, "Duke Chai, do you really admit defeat?"

At this time, the battle between Chen Qiye and Tang Wenyuan continued, but the more this happened, the more anxious the Chai uncle became.

Tang Wenyuan is the number one master of the Chai family. If he dies, it means that the Chai family lacks a door god. Although the Xinshi City has great interests, in the eyes of super big bosses like them, money is not as important as the life of the Chai family.

However, when Uncle Chai was about to emphasize the surrender, Tang Wenyuan on the ring refuted.

"Mr. Chai, I, Mr. Tang, can fight again..." Tang Yuanchen said with scarlet eyes.

Chen Qiye stopped at the right time and walked away from behind his hands. Tang Yuanchen was about to pounce on him and fight again, but he only took one step. The next second he actually knelt down on one knee and spurted out an old blood.

"You have lost." Chen Qiye said without looking at Tang Yuanchen.

"I didn't lose, I haven't avenged my brother yet. I, Tang Yuanchen, can fight again...wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Tang Yuanchen spit out three mouthfuls of blood again, and with a thud, he immediately knelt in front of Chen Qiye's other knee. Now even a fool could see that Tang Yuanchen lost, lost completely, and lost in his most proud fist.

One stood and the other was kneeling, Chen Qiye stood behind his hands, and his face was neither sad nor happy.

Tang Yuanchen wanted to get up and fight again several times, but he couldn't get up. His face was full of unwillingness, like a defeated rooster.

Nearly a thousand spectators in the Dongxing arena are dumbfounded and have been speechless for a long time.
Chapter completed!