Just as Jiang Zhong and Lu Da were chatting, the boy who was invincible flew out like a kite with a broken string. If he fell to the ground, he would definitely be seriously injured. An old man in his fifties jumped up and caught the boy and said, "Dear, I have told you that you should not fight head-on when facing barbarians. You must learn to make a big difference. You just can't learn it. You'll suffer a big loss today."

"I'm sorry, my master, my disciple is incompetent." The young man Gao Chong was full of dissatisfaction. Facing the tall and powerful Xixia officer, he didn't hold on for a single round and was knocked away. He was not convinced because he couldn't beat him, but because the officer shamelessly attacked him.

The Xixia officer shouted: "You barbarians know how to fight with more and have the ability to fight with me, Feng Yunhu."

The old man in green came forward and said, "Young man, don't be so arrogant, let me come in and learn about your skills."

Lu Da whispered to Jiang Zhong: "Wang Jin is the head coach of the 800,000 imperial guards' guns and sticks, so it should be no problem to deal with this fine Feng Yunhu."

"He can't beat Xifeng Yunhu. This guy is the number one warrior in Xixia. If Ma Zhan is in charge, Wang Jin may have the upper hand, but if he is bare-handed, the elderly will suffer a great loss. It seems that I have to take action myself today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhong jumped over, came to the middle of Wang Jin and Xifeng Yunhu, and said with a smile: "Master, you are still sitting next to the bar and drinking, so that your disciple Jiang Zhong will come to meet the Xixia Warriors for a while."

"Pupil, be careful."

Wang Jin also knew that he could not beat Xi Feng Yunhu with his bare hands, but he had to stand out. Now Jiang Zhong stood out and called his master, he could only reluctantly recognize this disciple. At first, when Jiuwenlong Shijin recommended Jiang Zhong, Mr. Wang Jin felt that this Jiang Sect God was not a good person, and he had close contact with Gao Qiu, so he refused to accept this disciple in his heart. But today, he could only drive the duck to the shelves and accept this registered disciple.

Thin Feng Yunhu, who is more than two meters tall, has a thousand pounds of arms. He is known as "pulling eight horses and pushing nine cows across the board". He is not only a strong man, but also a top-notch master. In the history of Western Xia, Ma Zhan is second only to Brother Richard, and as for infantry battles, he is definitely an invincible existence. Today, facing Jiang Zhong, who is shorter than him, he doesn't care at all, and waves his huge fist and smashes it over.

Seeing the giant-like thin Feng Yunhu smashing his fist hard, many people present closed their eyes in fear, and many singers screamed in fear. The courtesan Zhao Yunu, who was standing in the corridor upstairs to watch the game, was even more scared and lost his face, waving his branches and trembling legs, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

Jiang Zhong had long expected that the other party would directly hit him with a huge fist. He leaned back and his left foot was stationed. The moment he pressed his hands on the ground, his right foot kicked Xi Feng Yunhu's knee hard.

"Looking for death." Xifeng Yunhu's official words were even smoother than Jiang Zhong, which was beyond many people's expectations. When he saw Jiang Zhong's feet kicking towards him, he did not dodge and directly chopped down with his right palm.

When you go back and forth, the two of them fight together.

The short and capable Jiang Zhong was like a velocity cheetah. He was quick and ruthless. He kept attacking first and almost gave up defense. He kept punching with both fists and slim up Feng Yunhu's upper plate, and his feet were sequentially attacking the enemy's lower plate. For a moment, the attack speed continued to accelerate, which attracted countless people to applause. Many singers even called out the smearing brother Jiang, as if they were going to **.

The tall and powerful and powerful thin Fengyunhu is like a tiger with white forehead hanging eyes, with its fists whirring with wind, as if it was about to tear the opponent apart. The foot was stomping down and the force was heavy. Every step was slashed, the stone slabs on the ground would be slashed. This guy's attack speed was not very fast, but every move was extremely rapid, as if he had a thousand pounds of force.

While fighting, Jiang Zhong observed the surrounding terrain, and constantly used the tables, chairs and cylinders in the hall to deal with the Xifeng Yunhu. However, there was no intention of retreating. The attack speed became faster and faster. The moves changed from the original simple and unpretentious, simple and time-consuming, and there was a backhand behind each punch, and a more rapid greeting was connected behind each kick.

On the contrary, the attack speed of Xifeng Yunhu's attack became slower and slower, and the dazzling moves gradually became dull from the beginning. The simple moves seemed so simple, but because of the heavy force, the opponent did not dare to take the lead. There was no move, and it seemed simple, but in fact, this giant-like guy always took the initiative and showed no sign of retreat.

At this time, Wang Jin secretly thanked that he did not take action, otherwise he would have been defeated by Xifeng Yunhu, and that would have been ruined by his lifetime of heroic generals.

The young man Gao Chong was stunned and finally understood that even if he didn't attack, Xifeng Yunhu had the ability to kill himself in seconds. He whispered: "Master, who can win two people? Is that Jiang Zhong really my senior brother? Why have I never heard your old man mention him? Why have I never seen his tricks and routines?"

"If the winner is decided within 100 moves, Xiaofeng Yunhu will win. If more than 100 moves, then Jiang Zhong will gradually gain the upper hand. This guy has been attacking on the surface, but in fact he has not used all his strength and is waiting for a fatal blow, but outsiders can't see it. On the contrary, the more ordinary Xiaofeng Yunhu's moves are, the stronger the lethality. As long as it hits, it will definitely be a serious injury. However, this kind of fighting style consumes extremely physical strength. After 100 moves, it will gradually become a disadvantage."

He didn't believe what Wang Jin said. He didn't know who was powerful between Jiang Zhong and Xi Feng Yunhu. Those who said it were purely inferred based on experience. In fact, he couldn't understand Jiang Zhong's tricks and routines at all. It seemed simple, but it kept killer moves and seemed to change thousands of times, but in fact, the killer moves were hidden in it.

The battle between dragons and tigers downstairs attracted the attention of everyone on the building. Even Li Shishi, who was inhumane and the mysterious King of Yan Zhao Ma, was attracted. The group of people began to place bets secretly, betting who could win.

When betting, men are rational. They think that the number one warrior of Xixia who exists like a giant, Feng Yunhu will win. The total amount of betting exceeded 10,000 taels of gold for a time is definitely a shocking number. But the betting is different. In comparison, they are beautiful. Although Jiang Zhong is not a handsome guy in the mainstream eyes, he is also considered to be suave and elegant. The betting is even more crazy, with 30,000 taels of gold.

The bet is still rising, but the eyes of King Yan Zhao Mata are becoming more and more unpredictable. He fell into deep thought, hoping that this battle between dragons and tigers will continue in the direction he expected.

Li Shishi, who is in his prime, is not interested in the fight at all, but the current battle is really exciting. She doesn't know who Jiang Zhong is, but just hopes that this hero can defeat the warriors of the Western Xia and bring glory to the Song Dynasty.

As time went by, Xifeng Yunhu began to sweat on his forehead, and his offensive posture was gradually curbed, and he began to strengthen his defense, for fear of being sneak attacked. He knew that Jiang Zhong was the strongest opponent in his life, and his combat power was definitely not inferior to him. The outcome of today's dragon and tiger battle was unpredictable.

Seeing that Xiao Feng Yunhu was sweating on his forehead, Jiang Zhong's offensive speed slowed down. The attack routine became simpler, but he still had no defense and the offensive tricks were simple, but he still had a total of Xiao Feng Yunhu's key parts.

Lu Dazhichu also complained a little that his elder brother would not let him take action, but now he understands that he could not go through fifty rounds under the strong pressure of Xifeng Yunhu. The only person who can curb this number one warrior in Xixia is the boss Jiang Zhong, and no one else can do it.

This battle of dragons and tigers finally woke up the intoxicated Wan Yan and the head of the house of the cemetery. He knew Jiang Zhong if others didn't know him. Seeing this debt collector coming, he was angry and didn't make him angry, so he quietly sent someone to Kaifeng Prefecture to find Shao Yin Li Tonghu.

"This debt collector was beaten to death." Although he received his father's order to hand over Wan Yan and the Grace Building to Jiang Zhong, how could the evil and despicable Zhu Taoyun easily hand over this mountain of gold?

Things in this world often go against their wishes. Just when Zhu Taoyun cursed Jiang Zhong to death, the dragon and tiger battle ended. When it hit two hundred rounds, the earrings on Xifeng Yunhu's left ear were knocked off. This fierce man knew that the other party was showing mercy, otherwise the "Fuyun Hand" would definitely hit his neck, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"I lost."

The tall and big Xiao Feng Yunhu put his right hand on his left chest and paid tribute to Jiang Zhong: "I have always believed that I am the best in the world, and my combat power is definitely above Yelu Zhende of the Liao Kingdom and Wanyan Zongsheng of the Jin Kingdom. I didn't expect that I would suffer the most defeat in my life today. I lost to you, the great hero, and I hope I will not be enemies with you in this life, and I hope we can become friends."

With Xifeng Yunhu's admitting defeat, Wan Yan cheered with the beauty in the building. It was not because he made a lot of money, but because this hero named Jiang Zhong won.

Jiang Zhong said generously: "Saving is not a good thing. You have drunk today. In fact, I have taken advantage of it. If you don't talk about this, let's go, I'll invite you to drink."

"Losing means losing. We Xixia people worship heroes to be able to afford to lose. Let's go and drink." Xifeng Yunhu took Jiang Zhong's hand to drink, and directly put the other Xixia warriors aside.

The simple fight between two warriors was without a singer or even a follower, just two men were drinking.

When Jiang Zhong saw that the wine was drinking was Yuexian wine, he couldn't help but feel cold. He had been busy outside recently and forgot to care for his woman Lin Yuexian. Logically speaking, this woman with a rough fate is the only legal wife after she was reborn. Although she was just a concubine, this beautiful woman who could be called a business goddess has an extremely important position in his heart.

Xi Feng Yunhu saw Jiang Zhong being stunned, so he said, "You Han people have an old saying, "You are drunk today, and we will stop drinking when we are drunk today, regardless of the trivial matters in the world."
Chapter completed!