After the referee walked off the court, Zhu Chen, who was standing on the top, said directly: "Crane Fist Zhu Chen asked Song Wen to challenge the Martial Arts Hall!"

As Zhu Chen finished speaking, a young man who looked very thin and had a buzz cut walked onto the field.

Zhang Ling below saw that Zhu Chen actually challenged Song Wen, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and said lightly: "Old Man Zhu's grandson is going to lose!"

Yang Chunhu next to him was very strange. Why did his master say that others were going to lose before he could grow up? This is not his style!

"Master, why do you say that Zhu Chen is going to lose? Is it because of yesterday's semi-final ranking? But we all know that the ranking of the semi-finals is very inaccurate!" Yang Chunhu's words revealed confusion, indeed confusion. He really didn't understand that his master would say this.

Regarding Yang Chunhu's question, Zhang Ling smiled on his face and said, "What you said makes sense. As the successor of the Hequan, Zhu Chen's crane fist can be said to be superb. Even Old Man Zhu was not as good as his grandson back then.

But Zhu Chen chose the wrong person. This Song Wen is not simple. I heard that although this Song Wen is the chief disciple of Tongwu Pavilion, it can also be said to be the closed disciple of Xiao Lao Bushen, Song Wen is not just a disciple of Tongwu Pavilion! I heard that this Xiao Lao Bushen sent this kid to the Nanshan Mountains of Songshan a few years ago and learned a body of Nanshan Fist in Nanshan, and then came back. Zhu Chen's crane fist emphasizes the use of qi to replenish strength and luck in his body! If he meets a person with a weak mind, Zhu Chen's aura can defeat him.

But don’t forget that Nanshan Fist is called a fist, but it is actually a kind of leg skill. Holding two doors in your hand, it all depends on your legs to hit people. Nanshan emphasizes strength, up and down, and clean and neat. Moreover, in the past few years in Nanshan, Song Wen’s mind is not like ordinary people, otherwise he would not be able to endure the hardships of Nanshan!”

Hearing Zhang Ling say this, Yang Chunhu suddenly felt that Song Wen was more likely to win.

However, Zhang Ling thought about it and said, "Actually, Zhu Chen has a chance to win! Although Nanshan Fist emphasizes strength and strength, this is also the impression of Nanshan Fist in the world, Nanshan Fist actually emphasizes the combination of hardness and softness. If Song Wen did not learn softness, he only learned hardness. Then Zhu Chen can use the crane fist to deal with it, and then find Song Wen's weaknesses and attack it! But I don't know whether Song Wen has learned the essence of Nanshan Fist!"

At this time, Zhang Ling was not mentioned off the court, and the two on the court officially started after bowing to each other!

After each of them posed a starting position, they kept circling around each other.

After this lasted for a few minutes, Song Wen suddenly ran towards Song Wen, and then rushed straight to Zhu Chen's face with a straight punch.

Song Wen's move immediately made Yang Chunhu feel that his master was right. This Nanshan boxing technique is indeed clean and neat, with ups and downs. This is actually a straight punch, without any extra lines.

Song Wen did not despise Song Wen at all. He knew that no one of the ten people who could enter the ranking competition was mediocre. They were all top-ranked masters among the younger generation in Beijing. If you have any contempt, then you should wait to lose!

Zhu Chen held Song Wen's right fist with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other hand, and hit Song Wen's chin from bottom to top at an arc angle.

Song Wen retracted his right fist, and his other hand and right arm crossed to form a protective layer.

Zhu Chen's punch fell on Song Wen's arm very firmly.

"Zhu Chen is going to suffer!" Zhang Ling below said suddenly.

Yang Chunhu also knew why Zhang Ling said this. Zhang Ling said just now that Nanshan Su said, "There are two doors in his hand, and he will rely on his legs to hit people." Now Song Wen's posture is obviously about using his legs.

Sure enough, just as Zhang Ling's voice had just fallen, Zhu Chen suddenly felt a gust of stern wind coming from below. Just as Zhu Chen had just reacted and had not retreated, Zhu Chen felt a cramp in his lower abdomen.

"Touch!" I have to say that Nanshan's leg technique is indeed very strong. This kick, just a close distance, made Zhu Chen fly several meters away.

An old man in a big red robe below stood up when he saw Zhu Chenfei go out and looked at Zhu Chen with concern. This person is the owner of Feihe Pavilion, Zhu Chen's grandfather, Zhu Tian.

After seeing Zhu Chen slowly get up from the ground, Zhu Tiancai slowly sat down. At the same time, he also blamed his grandson in his heart why he was the first to challenge Song Wen.

He had also heard that Song Wen was sent to Songshan to learn skills. He stayed in Songshan for several years and did not go down the mountain until this year. Originally, he had heard that Nanshan boxing was extremely strong, and Nanshan also had the saying that "held two doors in his hand, and he was all relying on his legs to hit people." He was not interested in it. After all, it was boxing. No matter how powerful this leg technique was, how powerful could it be? As a result, he didn't expect that when he saw Song Wen's Nanshan leg technique today, he knew that his previous idea was wrong.

"I have heard that Nanshan's martial arts are mainly strong and powerful, but I didn't expect that when I saw it today, it was true!" Zhu Chen, who had climbed up from the ground, covered his lower abdomen and looked at Song Wen and said.

Song Wen's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you strong? Let Brother Zhu see you again today!"

After Song Wen finished speaking, he slowly approached Zhu Chen. When the two were still two meters away, Zhu Chen, who was originally covering his stomach and in pain, suddenly stretched out his right foot and kicked Song Wen.

Song Wen seemed to have known this for a long time, and he blocked Zhu Chen's kick with his hands. However, Zhu Chen seemed to know that Song Wen would block it. As soon as his right foot landed, his right fist ran up from top to bottom towards Song Wen's chest.

After Song Wen dodged Zhu Chen's punch, he suddenly hugged Zhu Chen's right fist with both hands. When Zhu Chen wanted to pull his right fist out, Song Wen hit Zhu Chen's leg with a whip.

Zhu Chen suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground. Song Wen did not miss this opportunity. In fact, no one would miss this opportunity.

Song Wen held Zhu Chen's right arm and pulled him towards him, pushing his right knee upwards.

Zhu Chen was defeated and fell to the ground for several minutes before slowly getting up.

"I lost!" The sound of not fighting spread throughout the competition venue! Zhu Tian sighed. His grandson was already injured, and I am afraid he would be sad in the next game!

After Zhu Chen went down, a referee stood up from the field and said: "Song Wen won, you can choose to rest or continue to challenge!"

Song Wen turned around and looked at Xiao Ying and said, "Song Wen of Tongwu Hall, please challenge Xiao Ying!"

Xiao Ying shrugged and walked upstairs. Unexpectedly, Song Wen would challenge him.

Seeing Song Wen bowing, Xiao Ying knew what this meant. It is said that after the ranking competition, his ten people will be called brothers and brothers, and bowing also means the meaning of making friends through martial arts!

After Xiao Ying did the same thing, he stood there quietly, not even a starting position.

Song Wen looked at Xiao Ying's appearance and frowned, then said seriously: "Please take it seriously!"

"Haha! I have been taking it seriously all the time. This is my starting point! Take action!" Xiao Ying smiled indifferently.

Although Song Wen had nothing on the surface, he was furious in his heart. Song Wen felt that his self-esteem had been greatly insulted. He felt that Xiao Ying was too arrogant. Xiao Ying was despising him and did not take him seriously!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Song Wen's eyes, but although Song Wen was already furious, he did not show it on the surface, nor did he rush towards Xiao Ying recklessly like those brainless people.

Instead, he slowly approached. Zhang Ling, who was below, narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Wen above, and suddenly said, "Song Wen is already half defeated!"

Yang Chunhu has been with his master for so long and has good martial arts skills. However, due to his age, his vision is still very small. Therefore, he said in confusion: "Master, why do you say that?"

"The competition is about being calm and keeping rational! But look at Song Wen, now, he has been angry with Xiao Ying's words. He is afraid that he wants to make Xiao Ying look good!"

Yang Chunhu was even more puzzled. He didn't seem to have been angry when he saw Song Wen? Looking at the expression on his face, he was not angry at all, right?

Zhang Ling seemed to know Yang Chunhu's doubts, and looked at the field and said lightly: "Although Song Wen is very calm on the surface, you pay attention to his feet. Without taking a step, he felt that his legs were very hard, as if suppressing something. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Song Wen's eyes just now. This shows that Song Wen is already angry! Next, as long as Xiao Ying can anger Song Wen again and deal with Song Wen, Song Wen will be defeated by himself!"

At this time, Xiao Ying looked at Song Wen who was slowly approaching him. He smiled slightly on his face, stretched out his right hand and made a simple starting move.

It seemed as if she didn't take Song Wen seriously. Seeing Xiao Ying's starting move, Song Wen finally couldn't help it.

When she was about three meters away from Xiao Ying, she jumped up and knocked down from top to bottom.

Xiao Ying felt the oppressive momentum coming from above him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Song Wen has been to Songshan for several years, and the kung fu on his legs is really strong.

This is actually the only thing that can make ordinary people dare not move.

"Touch!" Xiao Ying dodged and dodged, and the kick with a strong oppressive aura hit the ground.

Taking advantage of the moment when Song Wen's right foot hit the ground, Xiao Ying suddenly stretched out his right foot and kicked Song Wen's waist.

Song Wen's strength is indeed not as good as others, just as Xiao Ying's kick was about to kick Song Wen's waist.

Song Wen's left hand suddenly stretched out to block Xiao Ying's kick, and Song Wen himself also rolled to the side with the power of Xiao Ying's kick and quickly got up.

This series of actions sounded like a long time, but in fact, it only took a few seconds from Song Wen knocking down from the sky to him getting up from the ground!

And in these few seconds, the two have fought twice!

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Chapter completed!