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Feng Huihuang fainted again in the ring.

The medical staff rushed up and carried him away.

Although Feng Huihuang lost, he won the respect of everyone.

As long as he can get out of this setback as soon as possible, his future growth will not be too bad.

Of course, these are things for the future, and now Lin Hao still has a battle to be played, and his eyes are on Song Yi.

"It's a good thing for young people to have strength, but they can't be too arrogant. You need to know that they are easy to break!" Song Yi squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Don't bother you to preach, don't you want to learn from each other? Hurry up, I have other things to work on." Lin Hao shook his head and said blankly.

"Arrogant!"

The corners of Song Yi's mouth twitched fiercely, and he shouted sharply.

As the voice fell, Song Yi suddenly jumped onto the ring, and the whole ground shook.

Audiences who are close can even feel a wave of air passing by!

The audience has an intuitive understanding before they actually make a move.

This old man's martial arts is only a few grades better than Feng Huihuang, who has just left the field!

Even Lin Hao was a little surprised, because Song Yi's internal strength cultivation had already begun to take shape, almost equivalent to the level he had before absorbing the energy of jade.

Of course, internal strength seems very similar to internal strength, but there is a world of difference.

Give the simplest example.

The inner strength is manic, and a slight error in the practice may hurt the warrior himself. After practicing the inner strength, although the warrior's combat power is doubled, it has no effect of self-cultivation.

Even some people with superb power have a lot of dark diseases, but they didn't break out.

The internal force is not.

The inner strength is gentle, can nourish the body, and the strong inner strength can prolong life.

Closer to home.

On the ring, Lin Hao and Song Yi met with each other, both eyes were indifferent.

"Ami Tofu, compete and learn from each other. Peace is the most important thing. I hope that the two will not hurt the harmony." Master Xuanxu said a Buddha's name with compassion on his face, and at the same time stepped back a few steps to get away.

The force of the two in front of him is no less than that of him. If they are not careful when trying to fight, they may be injured.

So after Master Xuanxu persuaded him, he was ready to ignore it.

If there is an accident, he can only read the Reborn Sutra a few more times for comfort.

"Young man, you should do it first, lest my fellow martial artists say that I am bullying the younger generation." Song Yi concentrated and looked at Lin Hao vigilantly, but pretended to be relaxed.

The knowledgeable people shook their heads secretly, because they all saw that Lin Hao was good at slow and fast Taijiquan, and he was particular about static braking.

But Song Yi asked Lin Hao to take action first on the grounds that he didn't bully the younger generation. This clearly meant to forcibly disrupt Lin Hao's Tai Chi rhythm.

And even though Song Yi said lightly, he had secretly set up a defensive posture, a typical old fox.

Lin Hao naturally saw Song Yi's intentions, but he didn't care. After all, when there was a big gap between the two people, a little bit of conspiracy was nothing more than a paper tiger!

Thinking about this, Lin Hao jumped out, raised his right leg, and swept across Qianjun directly to Song Yi's waist.

Song Yi was on the verge of an enemy, and in just an instant, he floated away from Lin Hao's leg range.

But even if he had stepped a few meters away, he still felt a surge of energy.

"Thousands of pounds!"

Song Yi let out a muffled hum, and his legs were firmly on the ground.

His clothes were rustled by the wind from his legs.

"The young man is quite capable, go on." Song Yi took the time to say something.

Lin Hao was not affected by his words, and his expression remained unchanged.

"As expected of the person who won the Olympic gold medal, Sect Master Song can be regarded as a master, right?"

"Have you noticed that the clothes on the Sect Master Song just now were blown. If this kick is hit, it won't be kicked directly like the Feng and so on just now?"

"What do you want, who is the Sect Master Song? Who is that Feng? How could Sect Master Song be kicked?!"

"One to say, Shenhao takeaway boy is so handsome! He was so handsome even when hitting people!"

"That's not it, my husband is the most handsome. (Slaky face.jpg)"

"Brain remnant fans!"

"The black powder is rolling!"

The online barrage is very exciting, and they have even begun to pinch each other.

On the ring.

Lin Hao shot again.

The punch was unremarkable, very slow, so slow that Song Yi had no idea of ​​hiding.

Song Yi was stunned when he saw this punch, and smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

Song Yi decided to give Lin Hao some color.

With a secret drink from him, his hands instantly turned iron red, and even a little white smoke came out.

Seeing this scene, many viewers opened their eyes and called the martial arts master!

Tiehong's palm touched Lin Hao's fist, and immediately another wisp of smoke came out.

"This f*ck bit effect is exaggerated, armed and domineering? Also f*ck will smoke, too fake!"

"Before you say this, check your mind. This is a live broadcast! Can you try some special effects?"

"Unexpectedly, the martial arts dramas are all real, there are really some iron palms, and the palms are all red, don't cook them."

"Shente is cooked, the world of foodies can't understand it!"

There is a lot of discussion on the Internet.

The audience at the scene also opened their eyes wide, for fear of missing any picture.

Lin Hao and Song Yi played slowly, making contact every few seconds, but white smoke came out of each contact, which was breathtaking.

On the surface, it seems nothing more, except for the amazing special effects, nothing special.

But in fact, the two of them are clashing internally with Anjin!

Lin Hao could clearly feel that a hot stream of heat passed from his fist into his body.

It's just that this heat flow hasn't had a chance to rush, and it is extinguished by internal forces.

On the contrary, Song Yi was miserable at this time!

Lin Hao's internal power is like bone gangrene. Once it enters his body, it will go everywhere. Whenever he wants to concentrate on pushing out this internal power, Lin Hao strikes again.

And every time Lin Hao struck, he would inject an internal force again.

After a few moves, Song Yi already had several chaotic air currents in his body.

Even he was hindered from running dark energy!

"puff!"

Two palms meet again.

The two stepped back a few steps each, Song Yi's face flushed, and Tie Hong's hands were already turning blue.

"Young man, don't push people too much!" Song Yi said solemnly.

"Have you given up?" Lin Hao asked.

"you you……"

"Since it's not conceding defeat, let's continue."

Lin Hao shrugged, his expression became more serious.

Had it not been for the purpose of deeply feeling the difference between internal power and dark energy, Lin Hao would have kicked this person off the ring.

Thinking about it, Lin Hao swept across Qianjun and kicked it.

Song Yi thought it was a similar trick again, and he dodged backwards.

Just as he stood firmly, he found that Lin Hao's figure had followed him, his legs remained undiminished, and he had already reached the front door.

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