The moment he contacted Zhao Yu, Lu Fang hit seven palms in a row, and the palms were full of wind. The palms were extremely fierce, and there were many variations and perfect angles.

Zhao Yu also used force and leaped violently, and his palms were paired with him. The four flesh palms of the two people quickly and densely made a banging sound.

Lu Fang didn't expect that Zhao Yu would be so bold and dare to compete with him in the palm of his hand. He said angrily: "Boy is arrogant, see if I teach you a lesson! The wrong Jin Iron Monkey!"

Lu Fang's palm technique suddenly turned into a hollow fist, and the wind was held in the center of the fist, and the sound of the wind was particularly unique, either fast or slow, fierce or flat, with many changes, and the sound was terrifying.

Zhao Yu fought for a few rounds, and then he pushed his palms apart and hit his left shoulder with a hollow punch, then his right shoulder, lower abdomen...

Zhao Yu's arms were blocked, and Lu Fang's palm inserted into the gap and shook skillfully. He instantly separated his arms, and drove straight into the other fist. His body suddenly stood flat, and a steady road was striking across Zhao Yu's chest.

Zhao Yu clearly heard a sound of a broken bone in his chest, and his body suddenly floated backwards, his feet almost off the ground, and after a few meters, he landed on the ground, and took a few steps back to stand firm. After standing firm, he felt his chest tightness and his throat sweet. He knew that this was a sign of vomiting blood.

After only a dozen moves, Zhao Yu's decline has already appeared. If he continues to fight like this, he will be killed by Lu Fang first without waiting for him to admit defeat.

"Boy, what did you rely on to win Feng Dapiao?" A trace of disdain appeared on Lu Fang's face.

"The desire to survive." Zhao Yu said lightly.

"Hmph, okay, let me see if today's desire to survive can block my wrong golden palm technique, and come again."

Shin-jun said to his father next to him: "Father, why is his wrong golden palm technique different from ours?"

"This is a secret technique of the sect. What we can master is just some of the fur." ​​Death Star sighed: "You have to look carefully. There are not many opportunities for this kind of observation and learning. How to use the wrong golden palm for practice, and how to transform and develop it in combination with your own characteristics. Master Lu Fang is a model."

Hua Shangjun said: "Isn't Zhao Yu really defeated by Master Lu Fang, right?"

"I don't know." The business secretary Qiu said: "But based on my understanding of Zhao Yu, he is best at fighting fierce battles. There is no time for a brainless battle. Let's see how he turns the situation around."

Lu Fang rushed towards Zhao Yu again, and Zhao Yu's feet became windy. Suddenly, he turned around and walked around behind the stone lion. Lu Fang shouted: "It's useless to escape!"

The two stood above the stone lion. Zhao Yu hooked the stone lion's mouth with his feet, and Lu Fang hooked the lion's tail with his feet. The two of them fought their palms again, and the four flesh palms made a dense sound of impact again.

Zhao Yu slammed his high fives and knew he was defeated. He turned around and ran away. He easily stepped on the high wall on the side of the gate and ran quickly on the high wall. Lu Fang followed closely behind. Zhao Yu had to turn around and continue fighting with Lu Fang.

"Wrong Golden Thunder Drum!"

"Little domineering!"

With a snap, Zhao Yu instantly left the city wall with his feet, and was hit by Lu Fang's palm and floated backwards. His feet only had toes on the edge of the steps of the square in front of the door, making it difficult for his body to maintain balance.

Seeing this, Lu Fang stopped resuming her moves and rushed over and continued to attack. However, Zhao Yu suddenly stood firm with his legs, his feet floating steadily, and his toes looked like a clever ballerina. He suddenly turned his body: "Send out!"

Only then did Lu Fang realize that he was deceived, he was shocked and turned his body suddenly, with his head down, and fell down the steps. When he was about to fall, his palms suddenly slammed the steps with his sleeves. The steps were as wide and thick as sleepers, and cracks appeared when they were smashed by his sleeves.

With the recoil, Lu Fang suddenly stepped back, fell back to the table, took a step back and stood firm, looking at Zhao Yu: "What a treacherous boy!"

Zhao Yu smiled and wiped away the blood: "What awesome senior."

"Hmph, you have two tricks. I now know why Feng Dapiao lost to you. Compared with Kung Fu, he may be slightly better than you. At the least, he can even draw, so he won't lose his life in your hands. But in terms of strategy, I'm afraid that ten Feng Dapiao will not be able to turn your mind."

Zhao Yu said modestly: "If you don't have kung fu, you have to use your brain more, otherwise there will be no life to survive. Senior Feng Dapiao and you will see you off. If I die, I will probably not even have a person to see you off."

Lu Fang smiled slightly. To be honest, he didn't hate Zhao Yu very much at this time. It would not have been completely changed. It was just that Zhao Yu's battle with him did show Zhao Yu's style.

First, the skill is good, the thinking is clear, and the way of playing is open and honest, without any sinister or vicious moves;

Second, Zhao Yu has a good fighting qualities. From beginning to end, he is always aggressive, but Zhao Yu always seems to be indifferent. Such an attitude makes people hate him.

Originally, Lu Fang and Feng Dapiao had no deep feelings, but Zhao Yu smashed the bad Kinmen sign, making the bad Kinmen look very cowardly, so he was very angry with Zhao Yu.

However, just these things are not enough to completely change Lu Fang's view of Zhao Yu. He still has to do what he should do, and he must take down Zhao Yu, this guy.

"Good boy, you have the backbone, so try to take me a few more moves."

"Please give me advice."

Lu Fang rushed up again and shouted: "The Wrong Gold Tornado!"

Zhao Yu frowned, thinking that the palm technique was already fierce and domineering enough, and this time he came with the leg technique. It seems that it is really difficult for him to save his life today.

"The wrong gold hanging upside down! Kick Mount Tai horizontally! Score shattered rocks! Join the vertical and horizontal…."

After taking a few moves, Zhao Yu felt that the opponent's palm technique was fast and his legs were heavy. It was too difficult to handle it by himself. The forearm pushed the opponent's calves and avoided the kick on his face. Lu Fang's foot kicked the stone lion's face with a thump. A piece of stone lion's face instantly collapsed, and the broken stone scattered and cracked, and the entire stone lion shook for a moment.

Zhao Yu turned around and walked around behind the stone lion again. Lu Fang quickly caught up with him and was once again in a fight with Zhao Yu.

"This kid's light skills are a little wrong." The second brother Bu Yiben found the problem and frowned: "He is average in his skills, but the skills under his feet are indeed first-class. Unfortunately, such good skills will be ruined."

The third brother said lightly: "This kid is very smart. He should be able to find a better way of playing. For example, using his light skills to delay as much as possible, it will not be as hard as it is now. But he still tries to fight Lao Jiu head-on. I don't understand his ideas, so he is probably still cheating and wants to trick Lao Jiu into getting started or going down the stage."

The second son Bu Yiben nodded: "But, after the first time, Lao Jiu was already wary of it. He may not be able to figure out his abacus."

"Wrong Golden Tornado Leg!" At this moment, Lu Fang discovered Zhao Yu's flaw.
Chapter completed!