Seeing Tiangong's action, Li Wengang also carefully put forward the starting style of Baji boxing.

The momentum of the two people's bodies suddenly rose. Although Yan Qiqi and others couldn't feel it, they also felt that the air in Taohuawu was extremely gloomy, and even felt that their breathing was a little hard.

After a long time, they looked like stone men, staring at their opponents quietly, and no one took the lead.

Both of them know that it's better to start first, but in a master's fight, it's often a moment to win or lose. In this case, the one who starts first will make mistakes, and the one who makes mistakes will lose.

"Bang!"

An Xiuer accidentally falls the tea cup on the table. And in this instant, two people's eyes a stare, as if get what command general, both sides direct hand.

"Pull out the knife and chop!"

Li Wengang's body had just moved. A white light flashed directly in Tiangong Chongshan's hand. Seeing this scene, Li Wengang, who was just able to step out of his leg, directly drew back his strength, twisted his waist and rubbed his whole body against the light.

"Iron mountain!"

After rubbing against the light, Li Wengang didn't retreat but went forward, and directly hit him sideways.

It seems to know that Li Wengang's move is not easy to take, Tian gongchongshan directly jumps back to hide in the past. Li Wengang's blow rubbed against a part of his clothes, but his strong inner strength directly vibrated through the space, and directly pressed a handprint on his waist and abdomen.

Tiangong Chongshan's face turned white, and he forced himself to endure the disordered breath and said:

"yanhuizhan"

in a flash, the white light in Tiangong Chongshan's hand came back directly from the distance and rubbed along Li Wengang's neck.

It seems that he opened his eyes behind him. Li Wengang's heavy eight pole fist directly became light and nimble. An iron bridge ran away, and the two split up in an instant. People with slow eyes didn't even notice what they had missed.

They stood apart, a thread of blood slowly appeared under Li Wengang's face. With the appearance of blood, a thread of blood clotted under his face.

Li Wengang stared at Tiangong Chongshan in front of him and wiped it gently.

On one side, Tian Gong Chongshan slowly put his sword back into the scabbard, but his face turned pale slightly, and then he said, "cough..." He coughed a few times, a red color on his face.

The iron mountain of Bajiquan was so far away from him. Although he didn't touch the corner of his clothes, he still smashed Tiangong Chongshan through the space.

"Cough I can't see that you are the great master of martial arts! " Tiangong Chongshan took a deep breath, and then pressed down the tumbling Qi in his body.

"You're not bad either. Juhecha of the island country is a bit of a doorman!" Li Wengang nodded and said.

Just now, both of them had some reservation in their exploratory attack. On the face of it, they were even in the battle, but in fact, Li Wengang was better at it.

The key point of Juhe's Sabre drawing skill lies in his quickness and sharpness. The unexpected strike of big Jianhao can even cut off the incoming bullets.

But it's only these two moves that can win, and master Juhe, who is called Tiangong Chongshan, is just a little bit better than ordinary dark strength masters.

Once the starting style of the drawing skill doesn't take advantage of the opponent's, he can't take Li Wengang's fist.

"Mr. Tiangong, are you ok?" The old woman behind her was surprised to see that the old man suffered a loss. After all, Tiangong Chongshan is a famous swordsman in juhedao. She is also a famous expert in the field of Japanese sword skills. Unexpectedly, she lost to an unknown young man in an ordinary shop in China. It's really incredible

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"Nanaizi, I'm afraid you'll have to take a long-term view of Xiuer's affairs. If this great martial arts master stops us, we really can't get along with him."

As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of youth! Compared with Li Wengang, Tiangong Chongshan's physical fitness and martial arts level are far higher than his. His practice in the island country is really not feasible. If he forces his hand, I'm afraid it won't be good.

"Mr. Tiangong..." Looking at Li Wengang, the old woman frowned and said, "take a rest first. I'll take the rest."

Tiangong Chongshan looked at the old woman named Naizi, nodded and stepped back!

"This gentleman, we don't want to embarrass the two sides. If you choose not to be involved in this matter, we will thank you very much..."

Before the old lady finished, Li Wengang interrupted her directly, "don't tell me those useless things. You can't do without evidence. If you still make trouble, I'll call the police."

Looking at Li Wengang's domineering attitude, the old woman nodded and said, "since it's like this..."

Then she put out her hands and patted them gently.

From the front door and the back kitchen of Taohuawu, more than a dozen knives with white handles and black coats came out.

Different from the Taidao of Tiangong Chongshan, the blade of Taidao that these people carry around their waist is upward, while the blade of Tiangong Taidao is downward. However, whether they are in Taidao or beside Taidao, there are short "Xie Cha", which is a kind of auxiliary weapon after Taidao and Taidao are damaged.The blade is short, but the decoration is exquisite.

Fortunately, Taohuawu has already got through to shiweitian. Otherwise, it will not be able to accommodate these people. Moreover, it's time for shiweitian to decorate. It's surrounded by shelter. Otherwise, there will be so many island swordsmen. I don't know how many people will be watching.

"What do you mean, if you can't fight, are you ready to rob?"

"Anyway, sir Xiuer must go with me today! Even if it is to do something disgraceful, nanaizi is not afraid! " The old woman's eyes flashed, waved and said, "take Xiuer back."

"Brush!" They all drew their swords and surrounded the four people in the circle. Even Zhao Xiaogang, who was cooking, didn't let it go!

"Hide in the private room, call the police, take weapons..." Zhao Xiaogang carried a few tables and chairs and two iron pipes left on the floor when he was decorating, protecting them in front of them.

Li Wengang in front then took over the iron pipe handed over by Zhao Xiaogang and danced a stick flower to block the front.

Hearing Zhao Xiaogang's words, Yan Qiqi hurriedly takes an Xiuer to hide in a private room not far away, and looks at the people who have been fighting outside to call Ye Feng in a panic.

When Yan Qiqi just got on the phone, there was a mess in front of the private room porter.

Although Li Wengang has just stepped on the evolutionary strength, the foundation of Baji boxing is hard training for decades. Moreover, Baji boxing is not only a double boxing. Li Shuwen, the master of Baji boxing inherited by Li Wengang, has been regarded as a master of steel boxing in his lifetime.

In Li Wengang's hands, a steel stick with a baby's arm is stirred up by him like a dragon gun, playing with a model.

More than a dozen juhedao masters with sharp blades couldn't break the shadow of Li Wengang's gun.

"Mr. Tiangong, please do it!"

Seeing that Li Wengang was so powerful, the old woman named Naizi's face became more gloomy. Now she felt that she really underestimated China. Just a young man who happens to meet in an ordinary restaurant can force more than a dozen Kendo masters and one of the most powerful Kendo masters to advance or retreat. China is such a big country. If there are four or five more such masters, I'm afraid they will be able to choose the Kendo venues of the whole island.