"Good!"
"Since Father has spoken, Feihong can only obey.”
"Considering that Linlin only cultivates the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist, I'll only use the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist to spar with Linlin.”
After Huang Feihong heard Huang Qiying's words, a hint of excitement appeared on his face as he walked out.
Huang Feihong, who pursued martial arts, had long wanted to exchange a few moves with Huang Yuelin, who had displayed such terrifying martial arts talent!
However, due to his status as the 'big brother', it was inappropriate for him to directly request to exchange a few blows with Huang Yuelin, who had been cultivating for half a day.
Now that Huang Qiying had mentioned sparring, it was exactly what Huang Feihong wanted!
"I hope big brother can give me some pointers."
Huang Yuelin pondered for a moment and chose to stand up as well!
Huang Yuelin's abilities had improved tremendously after his trip to the Black Flag Army!
Huang Yuelin also wanted to see how powerful Huang Feihong, the grandmaster of the generation that everyone knew, was!
"Did you hear that? Master Huang was going to spar with Mister Huang!”
"Master Huang started practicing martial arts at the age of three. Mister Huang is definitely not a match for Master Huang!”
"That's for sure! However, Master Huang had just said that he would only use the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist. This battle would definitely be very interesting!”
……
Whoosh!
The Black Flag Army, who had been organized into a militia, walked out of their residences when they heard that Huang Feihong and Huang Yuelin were going to fight.
Even many patients in Bao Zhi Lin came out to take a look.
Everyone knew that Huang Feihong had been practicing martial arts for many years. His strength had long surpassed his father, Huang Qiying, and he had entered the ranks of the first-class experts in Guangdong.
In comparison, although Huang Yuelin was dazzling, he had only entered the martial arts circle for less than a day.
This difference was too obvious, but everyone was still looking forward to it. After all, such a grand event was rarely seen in decades!
"Shirong, Su!"
"Both of you should learn well! Linlin has already cultivated the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist to the Perfection Realm. Why aren't the two of you working hard?!”
"Sigh! If you have one-tenth of Linlin's strength, I won't have to worry so much!”
When Huang Qiying saw that the two brothers were about to start sparring, he turned to look at Pork Rong with a serious expression. However, his eyes were overflowing with a deep sense of relief.
"Yes, sir! Grand Master!"
Pork Rong and Ya Cha Su, who were standing at the side, were called out by Huang Qiying. Cold sweat kept appearing on their foreheads.
Shua!
Just as everyone was discussing softly, Huang Feihong moved!
Huang Feihong placed his left hand behind his back, his right hand in the shape of a palm. He tapped the tip of his toes and attacked Huang Yuelin head-on.
"Ha!"
Naturally, Huang Yuelin would not hold back when sparring with Huang Feihong. When he saw Huang Feihong's attack, he clenched his fist and collided with Huang Feihong!
Bang!
A dull thud was heard. Huang Feihong did not expect Huang Yuelin's strength to be so terrifying. He was sent flying seven steps away by Huang Yuelin's punch!
"Master Huang and Uncle-Master clashed for the first time, and Uncle-Master actually had the upper hand!”
When they saw Huang Feihong being sent flying seven steps away, the crowd immediately burst into an uproar. Those who had 'sparred' with Huang Yuelin, such as Pork Rong, Ya Casu, and the Black Flag Army, trembled violently.
If Huang Yuelin had used such strength during their sparring session, they would have been killed instantly!
Even Huang Qiying, who had his hands behind his back, was shocked when he saw this.
"You brat, you still have so much strength left after sparring with Shirong and the others.”
"Be careful!"
Only Huang Feihong's expression became more and more excited. Then, his speed increased. Like a cheetah, he performed the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist and dashed toward Huang Yuelin again!
This attack was completely different from the previous one!
He already knew the extent of Huang Yuelin's strength. The fist technique that Huang Feihong unleashed actually produced a faint sound of breaking silk.
Thump!
Huang Yuelin, on the other hand, was calm. There was hardly any emotional fluctuation on his face, but his hands were moving faster and faster!
Bang bang bang!
The two of them fought with their fist techniques. The sound of the fist wind slowly changed from the sound of breaking silk to the sound of drums in their hands!
Huang Feihong had suppressed his strength to the Bright Jin stage. His advantage was that he was very familiar with the I-shaped Tiger Fist.
As for Huang Yuelin, with his intelligence attribute that was more than ten times that of an ordinary person, he had a deep understanding of the I-shaped Tiger Fist. He even discovered the BUG of the I-shaped Tiger Fist.
The two of them had similar attributes, so it was difficult to determine the victor!
The more Huang Feihong fought with Huang Yuelin, the more alarmed he became. He had only wanted to see how strong his younger brother was.
However, Huang Feihong realized that he was having a hard time as he fought. This was because the fist technique unleashed by Huang Yuelin was flawless!
On the other hand, Huang Yuelin would be able to spot any flaws in his plan instantly!
In this way, the longer he dragged it on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him!
"Linlin, let's decide the winner!”
At the thought of this, Huang Feihong's movements suddenly changed and he executed the last move of the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist.
"That's exactly what I want."
Huang Yuelin shouted softly as he performed the last move of his fist technique.
Roar!
Huang Yuelin clenched his fists tightly. The wind generated by his fist turned from the dull sound of drums into the roar of a tiger and the muffled sound of thunder!
His fist was like a tiger's roar, the standard of the late stage of Light Jin!
The punch was like muffled thunder, the standard of the perfection of Light Jin!
"What?!"
When Huang Feihong heard the tiger's roar, his pupils suddenly constricted into a small dot. His aura suddenly rose and blocked Huang Yuelin's attack. Then, he retreated.
"I lost."
"Linlin, you're really terrifying! In just half a day, his strength had reached the peak of Light Jin!”
"Moreover, the last move of the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist can actually increase its power by so much in your hands.”
Huang Feihong steadied himself, a gratified smile on his face.
In order to block Huang Yuelin's last move, he had already used a move other than the I-shaped Tiger Subduing Fist. According to the rules of sparring, Huang Feihong had indeed lost.
"Thank you."
Huang Yuelin cupped his hands at Huang Feihong. His gaze was attracted by the spot under Huang Feihong's feet!
That was because there was a bronze treasure chest in front of Huang Feihong, apart from a large number of attribute points!
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