Chapter 1321

In fact, Ding Ning still sincerely hopes that Xia hou can put down his hatred and turn war into friendship with Xia Hou Weiyang.

Seeing that he is finally willing to use Xia Hou Weiyang's martial arts inheritance also means that he has gradually put down his hatred and become a good friend and brother. He is very happy with his change.

Chao Lu was arrogant, but he was very calm when he really came to the stage. He didn't rush to start. He kept circling around Xia Hou with a glove, a horse rope and a full moon machete, trying to find his flaws.

Xia Hou's golden Sabre stood with halberd and Yue stopped at the abyss. There was no doubt about the style of a great master. It seemed that he was full of flaws, but there were traps everywhere, which made Chao Lu a little impatient.

As time went by, the audience was worried. The two people turned around and had no visibility at all, but they were not willing to give up this rare master duel. They could only stare and wait patiently.

At one moment, Xia Hou suddenly moved. The halberd was as fast as a dragon and as fast as electricity. With an indomitable and tragic trend, the halberd tip went straight to Lu's throat.

Chao Lu was not a person who gained a false reputation. He was shocked and retreated like the wind. The full moon machete in his hand drew wavy arc awns, collided with the long halberd and burst out a little sparks.

Clank clank

The halberd technique used by Xia Hou is a group killing technique in battle. The long halberd is bulky, but powerful and heavy. It covers a wide range and is suitable for killing at medium and long distances.

The machete used by Chao Lu was suitable for close combat. It was extremely difficult to resist Fang Tianhua halberd, a heavy weapon. It soon fell into a passive situation. It could only defend but could not attack. It was forced to retreat repeatedly and could only support hard. It seemed that the form was in danger and the victory or defeat was only in a flash.

The audience cheered loudly, determined that Xia hou would win, and shouted to kill him, kill him.

Even Ling Yun and others thought that Xia hou would win. They were all happy and waited for Xia hou to kill Chaolu and win the battle.

Ding Ning frowned and raised his heart to his throat. The situation on the Court seemed to be one-sided, but it was not.

That Chaolu seemed to be struggling with death, but his steps were scattered without disorder, and he never took action with the harness of his left hand. This must be his strategy of wasting Xia Hou's physical strength and waiting for the opportunity to fight back.

The heavy weapon has a long attack distance, but it also consumes physical strength because of its bulkiness. However, Chaolu has made up his mind to wait for work and is ready to fight a protracted war to consume Xia Hou's physical strength. Even if Xia Hou's physique is different from that of ordinary people after cultivating hegemony, he will be unable to bear it sooner or later if the stalemate lasts for a long time.

But he believed in Xia Hou. With Xia Hou's rich combat experience, how could he not see through what he could see? But Xia Hou's attack was always fierce, like a violent storm, which made Ding Ning wonder whether he intended to do so or whether he was really dazzled by the desire for victory.

On the stage, you come and go, turning into a remnant of Taoism, and even falling into a stalemate, which attracted cheers from the audience.

Although the previous battle between Langdong and Langbei was also wonderful, after all, the process was too fast. The rolling move solved the battle without any appreciation. Where is the wonderful battle between Xiahou and Chaolu.

Ding Ning's heart hung in his throat and was ready to fight at any time. Although it was a duel of life and death, he would never let Xia Hou die in the challenge arena like this. Even if he risked the world's condemnation and fell into the name of thousands of people, he would also ensure the safety of Xia Hou's life.

Because at the moment, Xia Hou's momentum has begun to decline and his physical strength has begun to decline. Fang Tianhua halberd's offensive seems fierce, but it is actually slightly undetectable and begins to become slow.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that the attack is still so fierce, but Chaolu, as an opponent, sympathizes with this subtle change. Immediately, he is happy and must seize the flaw and start to fight back.

But unexpectedly, Xia Hou suddenly retreated and stopped the fight, which made the back move of Chaolu ready to go lose its goal and was stunned.

"No energy, this halberd method is not skilled enough. I feel happy without a fist!"

Xia Hou reached out and threw Fang Tianhua halberd under the stage. The halberd tail was steadily facing down. With a click, it pierced through the deck and stood on the ground.

Ding Ning's muscles began to relax and his heart fell to the ground. He also understood that Xia Hou had only regarded Chaolu as the object of competition before. He was taking his familiar halberd method, which he had just learned, and now he began to take it seriously.

Chao Lu's face was gloomy. He snorted coldly and said, "you can't help me with weapons. Now you don't have much physical strength left. How long can you hold on? You still want to beat me with bare hands? It's a dream."

"Nonono, you're wrong. I really don't have much physical strength left, and I won't last long."

Xia Hou showed a strange smile on his face: "but if I want to defeat you, I only need one punch. Why do I have to exhaust my strength."

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous. Beat me with one punch? Aren't you daydreaming?"

He laughed angrily at Lu and mocked loudly.

"Funny. You can't win with weapons. It's ridiculous to beat Lord Chaolu with one punch."

"I think he didn't beat the enemy with his fist, but blew the enemy to death with his mouth."

"I thought Qingyun security was a cow. I didn't expect a better one, but this guy's cow was blown out."

"Lord Chaolu, kill him. If he's arrogant, he'll talk nonsense."

"I'll see how he killed Chao Lu with one punch. If he can do it, I'll eat this bench leg raw."

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There was a lot of discussion in the seventh Prince's residence, and all kinds of cynicism, contempt and ridicule swarmed.

It makes people fall into a strange silence. Although most people think Xia Hou is bragging, they are deeply afraid of the strong strength of Qingyun security today, so that they don't dare to express their position at will, so as not to beat themselves in the face.

"Let me show you what cow boxing is."

Xia Hou said calmly. He raised his hand slowly like playing Tai Chi and punched slowly.

"Hahaha, so slow, is this Tai Chi?"

"It's ridiculous. Is this product funny? Is it funny on purpose?"

"Don't mention Lord Chaolu. Even I can easily avoid this punch."

"Snail fist, it's really a snail. I think it's a snail fist?"

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The seventh Prince's residence burst into laughter and shouted and mocked one after another. Even the seventh prince, who had been straight faced, couldn't help laughing.

Although the others didn't want to hit themselves in the face, they couldn't help smiling and shaking their heads at Xia Hou's slow punch. They whispered in disappointment. It seems that they are too confident in Qingyun security. Even children can avoid such a punch, let alone a great master like Chaolu.

However, then the smiles on the faces of the people stagnated, and the voice of ridicule became smaller and smaller, until there was silence and the dropping of the needle could be heard.

It's not that they saw the extraordinary of Xia Hou's fist, but the expression of horror on Chao Lu's face, which made them realize that the fist seemed not simple.

Ordinary people can't see it, but the martial artists with advanced cultivation are clearly aware that the vitality of heaven and earth seems to fluctuate violently, and the surrounding air becomes viscous.

"The outcome has been decided. Xia Hou has won!"

Ding Ning, like a god operator who had not been predicted, said with ease.

Some people didn't know why, but those who had practiced Ba Ti Jue nodded and approved Ding Ning's inference.

I'm kidding. They all have a personal experience of the power of bullying. It's a fist technique that goes against the sky and breaks the shackles of heaven and earth.

They are the highest to practice the third fist, but they know better than anyone how powerful the fist method that can instantly burst out the power of every cell in the whole body, not to mention the Xia Hou who has successfully practiced the fourth fist.

Chao Lu was frightened. Although he ridiculed Xia Hou, he didn't relax any vigilance in his heart. After all, he knew very well that no one would boast in full view of the great master. If he couldn't do it, it would make people laugh all over the world.

He has absolute self-confidence. Even if Xia Hou has a killer mace, he can't kill himself with one punch, so he always looks on coldly and wants to take the punch openly.

He believed that as long as he could take the punch that Xiahou regarded as the bottom card, there would be no suspense about the victory or defeat. The five million promised by the seventh Lord would come, which made him feel hot and lost the opportunity to stop Xiahou from playing the punch.

With one punch, heaven and earth changed. The terrible vitality of heaven and earth turned the nearby air very sticky, making him like a swamp. Even the action of waving a knife to resist was like slow action.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he opened his mouth and spoke slowly, as if across the river of years. On the contrary, Xia Hou's slow fist was as fast as a meteor in his eyes, constantly growing bigger and bigger in his vision

Xia Hou seemed to vent his accumulated anger, and seemed unable to completely control his power. This fist seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it was very fast, and it was firmly centered on Lu's forehead.

Boom!

Chaolu's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and the red, white and black flowed all over the ground. Only a headless body was still standing in place. Half a day later, it fell to the ground with a pop in the audience's shocked eyes.

This punch, like the most gorgeous fireworks, suddenly blooms, releasing the most primitive, barbaric and violent mechanical beauty. Even the disgusting headless body makes people lose the desire to vomit and indulge in the style of that punch.

Xia Hou's body shook, his steps staggered, fell back on his back, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

This punch is a cow, but a punch that suddenly bursts out of his whole body strength will also drain all his strength and make him lose his strength. At the moment, even an eight year old child can easily kill him.

Therefore, such boxing can only be used as a card in the desperate situation of dying and later generations, otherwise it can only be slaughtered.

This is the challenge arena, with the young master and Qingyun security. He doesn't need to leave any way back for himself, so he wants to use this fist. Therefore, he gives up any other way to kill Chaolu, just to verify the power of this fist.

The result made him very satisfied. It was really strong. If the strong in Shenwu state didn't hide, this punch would be enough to kill him.

A residual shadow flashed like a ghost. Xiahou's trace had been lost in the challenge arena. When they looked at it in horror, they found that Xiahou had appeared in the seat of Qingyun security, sitting next to a young man wearing a cap and sunglasses.

Xia Hou's waist was still tall and straight, and his pale face became ruddy at the speed visible to the naked eye, as if the person who had lost his strength before was not him, but someone else.

Murong smiled. The boss with open mouth tilted his head and looked at his side with dull eyes. People who didn't know thought he was watching Xia Hou. Only a few people knew that he was watching Ding Ning.