Tang Xingze heard Wu Song say that Wu Song had just learned from him, and he didn't believe it, and said: "I am not ashamed to say it! I have been immersed in this kung fu for more than ten years to achieve today's achievements, and you can't learn it just by looking at it a few times." ”

Wu Song smiled: "Don't you know that there are people like geniuses in the world, forget it, it's pitiful to see your inferiority complex, I'll be honest with you, I don't use your exercises, but I think you can also see that the eight-armed divine hand skills I used my own exercises are stronger than yours." ”

Sure enough, it's because of the exercises!

Tang Xingze's eyes lit up immediately, and he secretly thought that if he could obtain this exercise, he would definitely be able to break through the realm in a short time.

"Boy, hand over your exercises, I will spare you from death!" Tang Xingze's greedy appearance made his face distort a little.

"Why? Do you know how good I am and want to worship me as a teacher? If you were a beautiful woman, I would consider teaching you, but you are a bad old man, and your qualifications are mediocre, and you are not qualified to be my apprentice. ”

Tang Xingze's nose was almost crooked, and he secretly wondered if this kid couldn't understand people's words, he was threatening, not humbly seeking advice, let alone learning from a teacher!

"Okay, if you don't hand over the exercises, I'll beat you until you hand them over!"

After that, Tang Xingze attacked Wu Song as if he was crazy.

And Wu Song also used his ingenious body skills to fight with Tang Xingze.

It was only then that the emotions of the audience were high, and this was the game they wanted to see!

One by one, their eyes widened, for fear of missing something exciting. But all they saw was two figures shaking quickly on the stage, but they couldn't see their movements clearly.

Han Wuming's shock at this time can be said to be incomparable, as a descendant of the Han family, his knowledge and eyesight are naturally very incomparable. So it can be seen that Wu Song is better than Tang Xingze in terms of speed.

After Tang Xingze's stormy attack, he didn't hit Wu Song with a single punch or palm, and he no longer wasted his strength, took two steps back, and looked at Wu Song thinking about countermeasures.

Wu Song is not a person who only defends but does not attack, and he does not come and go. Wu Song took a step forward and launched his thunderous counterattack.

I saw that Wu Song was like a butterfly flying among the flowers, turning in circles and attacking in four directions before and after Tang Xingze, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and even the eyes of the audience could hardly catch Wu Song's figure.

As the saying goes, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. As long as there is no disparity in strength, it is often the faster side that has the advantage.

Wu Song hadn't done it with someone so heartily for a long time, and his chest was suddenly full of pride, as if he had untied his physical shackles, free and easy.

Wu Song is playing faster and faster, and his movements are becoming more and more chic and elegant, like dancing, and every move and style has an indescribable beauty.

The audience below was stunned, they had never seen such a beautiful way of attacking, for a while, Wu Song became the focus of the audience, people stood up and shouted for Wu Song, and even some women screamed loudly for Wu Song.

Compared with others, Wu Song's performance was a great shock to Ren Xinran. She saw Wu Song show his might at the Chentian Gang headquarters last time, but that time she played cleanly and quickly decided whether she won or lost.

But now it's different, Ren Xinran only feels as if she is watching a martial arts movie, and Wu Song's smart and fluttering figure is deeply imprinted in her heart.

Ren Xinran was infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and couldn't help but stand up and cheer for Wu Song hard.

I'm afraid that the most uncomfortable thing at this moment is the eight-armed divine hand Tang Xingze, his face is solemn, and he feels that Wu Song is putting more and more pressure on him. even secretly thought that he was known as the eight-armed god hand, but now he was incomplete, and he would no longer have the face to bear this nickname in the future.

At this time, Wu Song, with his continuous attack, the blood and passion of the battle made him extremely comfortable.

"Hahahaha!" Wu Song suddenly laughed wildly, and then, the speed of the attack increased again. It was the first time he had shown his true strength in front of so many people, and although he could only exert eight successes now, it was enough to shock the world.

Wu Song seems to have entered a peculiar realm, he seems to be the only one in heaven and earth, the whole person is light and fluttering, his body is full of strength and vitality, this ethereal feeling, he knows very well that his comprehension of martial arts is gradually deepening!

But now Wu Song didn't have time to carefully experience this wonderful feeling, because he felt a trace of danger.

It turned out that Tang Xingze couldn't bear to be passive all the time, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would be injured if he was not careful. Therefore, he didn't care at all about the palm shadow that Wu Song attacked, and he was injured and recognized Wu Song's figure, and slapped Wu Song's chest with all his strength.

Wu Song was a little annoyed, he couldn't wait for the comprehension that he couldn't ask for, but he was interrupted by Tang Xingze, I'm afraid that the next time I enter this state, I don't know when it will be.

However, Wu Song also admired Tang Xingze's rich experience, under the pressure of his rapid attack, he was able to find a way to crack it so quickly, which was to fight to defeat both sides and stop his attack.

Moreover, the timing chosen by Tang Xingze is precisely the position of his attack, which will not bring much harm to Tang Xingze, but the position of Tang Xingze's attack is the vital point of his chest that he must defend.

Tang Xingze calculated this account before he fought back. If he was attacked by Wu Song, he would have broken his arm at most. But if he slaps this palm solidly, then Wu Song will definitely have no strength to fight.

Wu Song is not stupid, he will not do such a loss-making business. So he suddenly stopped his body, turned from extremely fast to extremely quiet, withdrew his attack, turned around with an elegant and gorgeous dance step, deftly dodged Tang Xingze's palm, turned to Tang Xingze's side, and then took advantage of the momentum of the rotation, quickly shortened his body, and made a sweeping leg.

Tang Xingze's palm power had become old, and he thought that even if he couldn't beat Wu Song, he would be able to force Wu Song to fight with him. But he never thought that Wu Song's body speed could be improved, not only dodging his own attack, but also being able to counterattack so quickly. Tang Xingze secretly said that it was not good, and was swept to the ground by Wu Song, and his two calves hurt hotly.

Ren Xinran saw Wu Song knocking down his opponent, jumped straight up excitedly, and shouted hello for Wu Song.

Han Wuming saw that Ren Xin's face was pink due to excitement, and secretly regretted that he didn't work hard at the beginning, otherwise now the beauties are all shouting for themselves.

Tang Xingze fell to the ground, his old face flushed, and he clenched his teeth. Since he entered the Ming Dao realm, he has fought countless battles with others, and he has never been defeated. This made him a little fluttery and didn't take anyone seriously. I didn't expect to be beaten so embarrassed by such a hairy boy as Wu Song today, and I hated Wu Song even more in anger.

Wu Song was also benevolent, and did not take advantage of the situation to continue the attack, but took two steps back, waiting for Tang Xingze to stand up.

Suddenly, Tang Xingze kicked his feet and flew towards Wu Song suddenly. He did a forward flip in the air and touched the soles of his shoes with both hands.

Wu Song only felt that something shook his eyes, and when he looked at it, it turned out that Tang Xingze took out two small daggers hidden in the soles of his shoes in the air!

Vile!

Wu Song scolded and hurriedly retreated to dodge, but he was still slashed on his arm, and blood immediately flowed out.

The people in the audience also shouted and cursed, although the Black Fist allowed the use of weapons, but this was on the premise that both sides had weapons.

Tang Xingze's behavior is undoubtedly breaking the rules of the boxing ring.

The referee rang the bell, signaled to suspend the game, and asked Tang Xingze to step down, but he didn't dare to stop it on stage, for fear that his life would be thrown on the stage.

But at this time, Tang Xingze was already carried away by anger, and his only thought was to kill the young man in front of him who had brought him humiliation, only in this way could he eliminate the hatred in his heart.

Tang Xingze's two daggers danced fast, and he already had the title of eight-armed god hand, but now he was even more powerful, and for a while, the cold light on the field flashed, and Wu Song was forced to retreat step by step.

If Wu Song didn't have the poison in his body and could exert all his strength, he would not have ended up in such a passive situation. Wu Song secretly thought that he couldn't let Tang Xingze's offensive continue, then he would be in danger.

Seeing that Tang Xingze was already angry at this time, he put all his energy on attacking, without defense, and was completely desperate. Wu Song knew that it was time for him to use Getaway, and if he didn't use it, he would probably die on the spot.

Tang Xingze suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and the two daggers were aimed at Wu Song's throat and Wu Song's heart, making a killing move.

The audience in the audience was worried about Wu Song, and Ren Xinran was even more nervous, feeling that Wu Song would definitely die.

Just as Tang Xingze's dagger was about to pierce Wu Song's body, a smug smile appeared on his face, but soon the smile froze, because Wu Song had disappeared!

Wu Song seized this opportunity and performed a getaway, flashing behind Tang Xingze like an instantaneous movement, raising his right foot, and using his toes to pick between Tang Xingze's legs. It seemed to be gentle, but Tang Xingze flew up, spun around in the air for a circle and a half, snapped and fell to the ground, covering his crotch with both hands, his painful face was deformed, and then he fainted.

"Master!" I don't know when, Zhu Tao also came to the stage, thinking that Wu Song was going to die here, but he didn't expect the situation to reverse so quickly.

Wu Song glanced at Zhu Tao in the audience, and said secretly, the master and apprentice are also in trouble, and they both suffered a trick to cut off their children and grandchildren.

Tang Xingze fell to the ground, and the two daggers were also thrown aside and put away by the staff.

The referee also dared to come to the stage, and directly announced that Wu Song had won, and let Tang Xingze be carried down. Zhu Tao stared at Wu Song fiercely, and sent Tang Xingze to the infirmary with the staff.

Wu Song suddenly jumped off the ring to block Zhu Tao's way.

Zhu Tao said angrily: "You knocked my master unconscious, do you still want to take advantage of people's danger!"

Wu Song smiled: "Don't worry, I'm here to help your master heal." After speaking, Wu Song's hand was like electricity, and before Zhu Tao stopped it, he connected several acupuncture points on Tang Xingze's body.

I saw Tang Xingze waking up leisurely, and his face was not so ugly.

The audience present all applauded Wu Song's high style and brightness, but when they heard Wu Song's next words, the applauding hands unconsciously stopped.

"Old man, wake up, give me the money quickly, and give me a million if I win, don't pretend to be dead, are you cash or check?"