Sun Yang's kung fu is also becoming more and more refined, Huang Feihong feels that he and Ayang are afraid to win, at least he can't break Ayang's gold bell cover iron shirt, Ayang will not lose.

Yan Zhendong as the party feels more intense, he is so close to Sun Yang, is can see Sun Yang's face faint smile, it also shows that his attack fundamentally on this young man has any impact, the other side is very relaxed, which makes Yan Zhendong has a deep sense of crisis, although he did not make full effort, but has played seven or eight points, Yan Zhendong has a premonition, even if he did his best is not the opponent of Huang Feihong apprentice, to say, he even Huang Feihong's apprentices.

After thinking clearly, Yan Zhendong hit Sun Yang with two heavy fists in a row, his body rotated continuously, the braids behind his head also turned up, when the second lap, Yan Zhendong's braids have been rounded, Yan Zhendong's head was handed over, the braids whistling to Sun Yang, the braids were painted directly in front of Sun Yang's chest, Sun Yang's clothes should be separated from a large mouth.

Yan Zhendong also grabbed the braid in his hand, and the onlookers saw clearly that Yan Zhendong's braid was actually tied with a dart, which should have been painted on Sun Yang's chest just now.

This time, the pork Rong and the brothers of the group can be irritated, if it is not Huang Feihong, they will take sticks together to beat the Yan Zhendong, and dare to attack, there is no moral, this kind of person should interrupt the limbs to scrap the martial arts.

"Master Yan, your skill is rich and colorful, but next time you hope that you can say it in advance, I am a good piece of fabric, how sad it is to be destroyed."

Sun Yang looked down at his clothes and said sadly.

"It's dangerous, you have to guard it."

Yan Zhendong also blushed a little, but still said with a hard scalp, but his heart was even more shocked, his sudden surprise actually failed, did the other side have always maintained a state of hard qigong?Isn’t it necessary to have early luck?

In fact, Yan Zhendong did not know that Sun Yang's golden bell-covered iron shirt is not hard qigong at all, but the authentic ancient martial arts, as long as Sun Yang inner force in the body, the state of the gold bell cover iron shirt has always existed, compared to the hard qigong iron shirt of Yanjia is still lucky, but it is more high-end.

“Master, do we still need to learn?”

Sun Yang did not delve into it, but then asked.

"We haven't divided the victory yet."

Yan Zhendong gritted his teeth and said that although he knew that he might not be Sun Yang's opponent, his strong self-esteem could not allow him to escape.

"All right, Master, please."

Sun Yang opened the battle again, he did not intend to play, it should let Yan Zhendong understand that he had a few pounds or two.

When Yan Zhendong had just put the position on the set, Sun Yang rushed over to him, and Sun Yang's one leg was like a big knife, sweeping towards Yan Zhendong with a whistling.

Yan Zhendong already felt the power of the leg wind, knowing that he must not be able to take it all at once, and hurriedly retreated to get rid of Sun Yang's attack range, but Sun Yang did not stop attacking, and the support leg actually broke off the ground, kicking out continuously, and kicking a few feet in Yan Zhendong's chest.

Originally just took a step back to avoid the attack of Yan Zhendong this successively stumbling a few steps, the corners of the mouth are overflowing with blood, it seems that Sun Yang's few times are not light, no way, Sun Yang's shadowless legs are mixed with the strong diamond legs in it, that kind of force is full of strength, so that Yan Zhendong is refreshed.

“Master, how are you?”

Liang Guang hurried forward to help Yan Zhendong, and he also saw that Master had lost.

"Master Sun was very good, and he was defeated."

Yan Zhendong felt the blood roll, know that it is not Sun Yang's opponent, did not expect Sun Yang's strength so strong, and Sun Yang's speed of legs himself simply reacted, this should be no shadow legs, although very unwilling to admit, but Yan Zhendong knows that then fight is really a dead.

"Master Yan is humble, and it is only a fluke below."

Sun Yang, this kind of self-powerful guy, politely.

“Master Yan, please have a cup of tea together.”

Huang Feihong stood up at this time, although the surface is very calm, but the heart is happy to blossom, the apprentice is powerful, the master is glorious, but now the number of gifts still to be done.

"No, Liang Guang, let's go."

Even Huang Feihong's apprentices can't beat, Yan Zhendong has no face to continue to stay here, so on Huang Feihong's archer, he left Baozhilin, Liang Kuan is also very helpless, originally he wanted to worship the teacher Baozhilin, but Yin and Yang wrongly worshiped Yan Zhendong's door, but Liang Guang is not a loyal person, since he followed Yan Zhendong, then they will follow, when they bowed, they bowed, and they bowed.Zhendong left Baozhilin.

"Aaon, yes, your kung fu is not small, it is no longer under me."

Back in the hall, Huang Feihong smiled and said to Sun Yang.

"It's all the master's teaching."

Sun Yang also smiled, he and Huang Feihong usually just play, no one is serious, but Sun Yang knows that in terms of destructive power, Huang Feihong is certainly not as good as himself, but in terms of experience and skills, he is afraid that he can't catch up with Huang Feihong, and his actual combat experience is too little.

"Ayang do not have modesty, you are in the beginning of the art, I said at the beginning, I can not teach you anything, only can point, it seems that you have now integrated very well."

Huang Feihong saw that Sun Yang had put the shadowless feet and the big golden legs together, which is their own inferior, Huang Feihong generation of everyone, of course, will not be jealous of their own because the apprentices over themselves.

Sun Yang was naturally humble for a while, everyone dispersed, after today's Sun Yang and Yan Zhendong's World War, everyone in Baozhilin knew that Sun Yang was already the second master of Baozhilin, even Master Huang admitted that Sun Yang and he was inferior, Sun Yang's prestige in Baozhilin was again high.

Back to his room, Sun Yang began to make the final return preparation, Shahe Gang was driven out of Foshan by himself, Yan Zhendong was defeated by himself, as for where he went, Sun Yang regardless, now only American businessmen accumulate good, these American interestists are not at all their ancestors British modesty, worthy of the descendants of robbers, even the future, the United States is in the world rampant, disgusting.