Master Fang Zheng climbed onto the ring amid the excitement and shouting of countless audiences.

Listening to the continuous "nine consecutive games, nine consecutive games", Master Xinhu looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Junior brother, do his best, don't have to fight head-on, as long as he can consume his internal strength and physical strength."

The implication is that the other party did not have much confidence in this battle. I hope Fang Zheng would admit defeat before his defeat and could still gain a good reputation.

Fang Zheng returned the court and said, "For me, Shaolin, I should do my best. What is a mere name?"

Chu Zheng glanced at Fang Zheng with contempt in his heart. You old monk is no worse than me in acting.

When Fang Zheng noticed Chu Zheng's gaze, he glared at him angrily, meaning: You guy was forced to do it. Besides, the scene you guy made is too hot. Old monk, I am under great pressure. If I win, I will be embarrassed to be at my grandma's house. Bei Shaolin's face cannot be lost.

Chu Zheng smiled.

The more Fang Zheng has this attitude, the more he will express his feelings with Master Fang Sheng and will no longer treat him as an outsider.

In fact, according to Chu Zheng's unwillingness to be high-profile in everything, if it weren't for finding out the plum blossom thief and making all the masterminds behind the scenes ruined the public, how could he show off in front of tens of thousands of people like this?

Xinhu didn't notice the extremely hidden eye contact between the two. At this time, he heard Fang Zheng's implicit meaning, and he wanted to deal with Chu Zheng with all his strength for Shaolin's reputation, so as to fight for a greater chance of victory for Bai Xiaosheng in the fifth game. He was deeply moved.

He deeply saluted the court again and then slowly retreated back to the viewing table beside the ring.

Bai Xiaosheng came to Xinhu, frowned his eyebrows and asked in a voice that only two people heard, "Look, how much will Junior Brother Fang Zheng have?" He and Bai Xiaosheng are old friends who have been with each other for more than 30 years, so many words can be said to him.

A vicious look flashed in Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, but a gentle smile remained on his face: "Master Fang Zheng's Yi Jin has reached the level of great success, and the Thousand-Handed Tathagata palm is even more perfect. He can fight with Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong. If he had not been unwilling to seek his reputation and refused to be included in my weapon list, he could at least sit in the four and three. In the last game, Miss Shi was defeated more because of his experience and mentality when facing the enemy. These two happened to be Master Fang Zheng's strengths."

Master Xinhu sighed softly: "I hope so..."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled calmly, looked back at the ring, as if he was seriously analyzing the chances of winning and losing between the two sides, and rhythmically tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

On the hillside hundreds of steps away, a tall and thin man saw it and immediately turned around quietly, about to squeeze out of the crowd, but just as he walked a few feet in the crowd, he suddenly felt a numbness under his ribs and his body immediately became weak.

Xiaoyuer suddenly supported him and said with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you? I feel uncomfortable? Let's take a walk, let's go there for a rest."

The people around were all focused on the ring. Seeing that the two of them were holding each other's arms and holding each other, Xiao Yuer helped the tall and thin man out of the crowd and nodded slightly to a one-armed man in the distance.

The one-armed man flicked his right sleeve and immediately dozens of people began to act quietly and knew that.

On the ring, Chu Zheng and Fang Zheng both saw a small red flag appearing on the top of a tree on the hillside, and the two immediately exchanged winks.

Fang Zheng looked upright and said to the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Chu Shuai's martial arts are so powerful. The most rare thing is a kind heart that loves the people. I admire him very much. He originally had no face to fight with Chu Shuai, but my junior brother Fang Sheng humiliated Chu Shuai. The death of Senior Brother Xinmei is closely related to Chu Shuai. As the head of the Northern Shaolin lineage, I have to ask Chu Shuai for a fair explanation."

His last sentence secretly used the Buddhist lion roar magical skill. The hero only felt his brain buzzing, and he was a little dizzy and almost couldn't stand steadily. All the excitement immediately calmed down, and everyone was secretly frightened.

This master of Zheng is so powerful that his internal strength is rare in the world!

This competition is probably much more intense and exciting than the previous one!

At this time, a guest sent warm tea, and a group of dizzy and swollen tourists took it over to drink, but their eyes were still staring at the ring.

On the ring, Chu Zheng said, "If I say that Master Fang Sheng was not captured by me, and Master Xinmei was killed was not my fault, and the plum blossom thief was not me and Li Xunhuan. I believe Master Fang Zheng would not believe it. There is no way to avoid it today, so why should I say more?"

He looked down and shouted, "If you want to fight, then fight! I have heard that Master Fang Zheng is proficient in Shaolin treasure Yijin Jing and Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm. Today, Chu Loujun will learn one or two of them! Since you don't use weapons, I won't use weapons to defeat you, so how can I use a pair of fists to connect your palms?"

Master Fang Zheng didn't say much: "Amitabha, Chu Shuai is so heroic and admirable. Please take the lead."

He slapped out lightly with his palm, looking at the moves that were not strange, but as soon as he slapped it, he turned into two palms, two palms into four palms, and four palms into eight palms. When he was patted in front of Chu Zheng, it turned into a shadow of the palm that completely enveloped Chu Zheng.

Wherever the palm wind arrives, the flying sand and stones are like Mount Tai pressing the top, which is extremely terrifying.

Chu Zheng really did not draw his sword, nor did he use the Dugu Nine Swords, but used the high-level attack and defense among the Five Awesome Divine Arts, combining offense and defense, and fighting with Master Fang Zheng's Thousand-Handed Tathagata's palm.

The Thousand-Handed Tathagata's palm technique is unpredictable, with exquisite moves. The true energy of the Yijin Jing contained in the palm wind is thick and soft, but it is as turbulent as the sea. Often, with one palm, a deep and huge palm print appears on the land several feet away.

Chu Zheng's Five Awesome Magical Art is fierce and incoherent, with heavy moves and powerful force. With the magical body technique, the boxing shadows are also heavy, and the boxing power will splash large pieces of soil when it falls around, making the momentum even stronger.

The two sides fought thirty or forty moves, but the winner was still not decided, but the ground within a radius of more than ten feet was almost broken into pieces, and was devastated by countless palm print holes, which was shocking.

The heroes watching the battle were secretly stunning. The Shaolin Sect can stand tall for thousands of years, and it is indeed extremely powerful. Zuo Lengchan and Shi Feixuan's reputation can only resist Chu Shuai for a moment. Now Master Fang Zheng can fight Chu Shuai in a difficult way. Although Chu Shuai has not used the strongest Dugu Nine Swords, it is enough to prove that Master Fang Zheng's strength is better than Shi Feixuan and Zuo Lengchan.

Chu Shuai's fist, foot and martial arts also shocked everyone. You should know that the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm is the most highly ranked master of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. How amazing is Chu Shuai's unheard of boxing skills that is not inferior to the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm!

Seeing that the clash between the two sides was extremely dangerous, no matter how negligence was, everyone could be defeated and killed. They didn't even dare to be proud, let alone cheering.

Xinhu's tightened eyebrows never loosened, his palms were lying together, and he looked worried.

In fact, only Chu Shuai’s side knew that Fang Zheng and Chu Zheng seemed to have a life-and-death battle, but in fact they left some force when the fist and palms intersected, and it was more like they were competing and acting, and delaying time by the way.

At this time, the small red flag on the distant hillside had been replaced by a yellow flag. Chu Zheng and Master Fang Zheng exchanged glances, and the fists and palms collided, and a loud noise echoed throughout the audience. Both sides took a few steps at the same time.

Chu Zheng clasped his fists: "Master Fang Zheng's Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm and Yijin Jing are indeed well-known, and I admire them very much."

Fang Zhengheshi: "Chu Shuai's boxing technique is also the best in the world. I am ashamed of it, but today's battle is of great importance. I have to give up my life and decide the outcome with Chu Shuai..."

The two sides blew each other and pretended to take action again. Suddenly, a loud shout was heard: "Let's wait!"

A figure swept across the ring and stopped between the two of them.

Master Fang Zheng said in surprise: "Junior Brother Fang Sheng, how could you be here?"

The visitor had kind eyebrows and eyes, and the short white beard under his chin was the rumored Master Fang Sheng who was captured alive by Chu Zheng!

Someone who recognized Master Fang Sheng exclaimed, which immediately aroused everyone's surprise.

Everyone knows that Master Fang Zheng participated in this competition. The biggest reason was that his junior brother Fang Sheng was captured alive by Chu Shuai, and he wanted to rescue Fang Sheng in this way.

But at this time, Fang Sheng suddenly appeared and was full of energy. How could he look like he was captured and humiliated?
Chapter completed!