Chapter 46: Fists and Feet Do Not Yield

"Good!"

The crowd below erupted into thunderous cheers again.

This move Zhou Bai showed looked better than Li Yan's from a visual perspective.

Taming monkeys and teasing dogs, climbing poles and walking ropes—the common people had also seen the Jianghu artists play these tricks at temple fairs.

But they found this flying-eaves-and-walking-walls kung fu rare, especially since every place Zhou Bai passed left a series of claw marks on the thick wooden board, making them marvel.

Of course, laymen watch the fun, experts watch the doorway.

Only true practitioners knew that Li Yan's move just now showed how astonishing his lower body kung fu was.

These were naturally just episodes.

Everyone's attention was quickly focused on the arena.

Watching the fun also has its own rules.

For example, the prisoner at the execution ground—if he doesn't say a word and is beheaded directly, it makes people feel cold, and they feel bored afterwards.

If he curses the imperial court, the corrupt officials, and the dog emperor while going to the execution ground, and then sings a song, saying he will be a hero again in eighteen years, that is called having flavor.

And this arena duel also requires watching the two sides curse before the battle.

Just like current combat competitions, you have to put the two enemies together, let them butt heads, and set the atmosphere.

Therefore, the common people all calmed their minds and widened their eyes, wanting to see how the two would curse, and best of all, have a bridge in the drama and sing a few lines.

However, the stage disappointed them a bit.

Li Yan and Zhou Bai both looked at each other, cold and silent.

At this point, having reached the life-and-death arena, there was nothing to say.

In Zhou Bai's eyes, this was just a country bumpkin who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, relying on his father's slight reputation to come and stir up trouble with the Zhou family to make a name for himself.

And Li Yan knew that this knot of the Zhou family could never be untied.

Not mentioning the previous grievances, his father's death was also related to Zhou Pan.

Even if the other party wasn't the murderer, they were an insider.

The two looked at each other, both looking for the other's flaws.

Both were practitioners. Although they were not old, they had practiced hard since childhood and knew the human body like the back of their hands. They could see through some characteristics whether the other party had suffered serious injuries recently.

A martial artist's body is as precious as gold.

Not only must one practice, fight, and nourish, but once a mistake occurs, one might stop here for the rest of their life, unless they find another way and practice some ruthless skills like the single-armed saber.

Life-and-death arena, don't talk about yielding three points.

Once an injury is discovered, one must greet the other party with death.

Seeing no clues, Zhou Bai didn't want to wait anymore. He cupped his hands slightly and said coldly, "Heard you are good at Red Fist?"

"Come, let's exchange moves and see how many guts you have to dare to come to Xianyang to provoke my Zhou family!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Peide of the Eight Great Vajras changed his face drastically and slapped the table fiercely, "Nonsense!"

At this moment, everyone saw Zhou Bai's meaning.

The Zhou family's Monkey Fist is also a branch of the Red Fist's Child Fist, but Zhou Pan realized the Tongbei Monkey Fist, absorbed the strengths of both families, and created a reputation.

As the mother fist, Red Fist, naturally he also practiced it deeply.

The youth was arrogant, actually abandoning his strengths to suppress Li Yan with Red Fist.

This was completely different from the previous plan.

Yuan Qu's eyes also flashed with anger, but he forcibly suppressed it and smiled, "Eldest Feng Feng Shixiong, don't get angry. Zhou Bai has also put a lot of effort into Red Fist. With his talent, it's easy to beat the other party."

"This is a life-and-death arena, he's gone crazy wanting fame!"

Zhou Peide was still angry, shouting, "Close him in confinement after going back. And you, have less of him involved in gang matters, stay away from Zhou Bai!"

He held himself in high regard. Although he was a nominal fellow apprentice with Yuan Qu and Zheng Heibei, he looked down on these two rascals from the bottom of his heart, only treating them as Zhou family subordinates.

Now that he was angry, he naturally spoke without thinking.

"Yes, Eldest Feng Feng Shixiong's lesson is right."

Yuan Qu bowed and cupped his hands quickly, hiding the viciousness in his eyes.

And on the other side, Zhou Bai had already moved first.

The ten-meter arena was not big. He exerted force with his feet, twisted his body, and closed in on Li Yan. His left palm flickered, and his right hand had already inserted directly toward Li Yan's face.

This move, White Tiger Washing Face, was derived from Red Fist's Six Harmonies Spear.

His arm was like a spear flower, only seeing shadows. It was a surprise attack, striking directly at the other party's eyes and brow center.

This is Red Fist, kung fu summarized from the battlefield, every move sees blood.

Don't fear a hundred moves being refined, fear one move being fresh.

If this move is practiced to the depths, lifting the hand is like a spear flower exploding thunder. The enemy cannot react at all, and their eyes will be blurred and they will lose their lives.

However, Li Yan had long been on guard.

He didn't dodge at all, blocked with his left hand, braced Zhou Bai's arm, then switched shoulders and twisted his body. Borrowing the strength of his waist and abdomen, his right fist smashed down from the air like a hammer, striking directly at the Baihui point on the top of Zhou Bai's head.

Red Fist's first move: Block and Chop Hammer!

It looks like a turtle punch, but it uses the center to guard the center, connecting elimination with hitting. If it hits, one punch could smash the other party's brain.

And the Zhou Bai opposite had many masters feeding him moves since childhood. His experience was stronger than Li Yan's, but he just tilted slightly, twisted his body and switched shoulders, and at the same time raised his arms, crossed his fists to frame and hook, and hooked Li Yan's right wrist.

"Not bad!"

Zhou Peide on the tavern in the distance had his face soften.

Red Fist techniques come from the battlefield, and this hook hand is extremely important.

When fighting on the battlefield, both sides are at close quarters. An expert only needs to use his hand to pull lightly, and the other party will lose balance and be slaughtered.

The hook hand is the same.

As long as it is hooked, there are various changes in the follow-up to defeat the enemy in one blow.

Sure enough, while Zhou Bai hooked Li Yan's right wrist, he did a side-body crotch kick, extremely vicious.

Li Yan's reaction was also extremely fast, kicking back with a side-pedal, directly kicking the other party's lower leg back.

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But as soon as they touched, he found something wrong.

Zhou Bai's kick was soft and powerless, just a lure.

When he raised his leg to counterattack, he was standing on one leg, and his center of gravity was unstable.

Sure enough, Zhou Bai took advantage of the situation to bend his waist sideways, directly hugging Li Yan's right leg knee socket, his hands crossed, and exerted force suddenly.

Straddling Sword Leg!

This move is fierce, directly making the enemy lose their center of gravity and fall, followed by a follow-up that can be fatal in one blow.

At that time, Zhang Shitong was defending against this move, and was hit by his Flower Hidden Under Leaves.

Without any accident, Li Yan fell backward.

And Zhou Bai's follow-up move followed closely, a side-body whip kick, with the timing just right, able to kick the temple before Li Yan's head hit the ground.

At the critical moment, Li Yan's basic skills, which far exceeded ordinary people, were reflected.

He twisted his waist hard in the air, dodging Zhou Bai's whip kick, and at the same time used scissor legs to lock the other party's waist.

This time it was mid-way force, and it was impossible to pull the other party up and throw them away like in the Zhang Family Martial Arts Hall.

But in Red Fist, there is a special "Nine Rolls and Eighteen Falls" counter-attack method for falling to the ground.

Borrowing Zhou Bai's waist balance, Li Yan supported the ground with his left hand and did a horizontal rabbit-kicking-eagle, kicking directly on his leg.

Zhou Bai had rich experience in dismantling moves, but perhaps because he was taught too strictly since childhood, his response ability was insufficient and a bit rigid.

Facing Li Yan's move, he didn't react and was directly kicked out of balance.

And Li Yan supported the ground with his left hand, and while his legs fell, he bent and exerted force, bowing his body and pouncing directly.

This move is called Force Pushing Mount Tai.

Like a fierce tiger pouncing on food, Li Yan directly hugged Zhou Bai's waist, took a few steps, and pushed the other party to the ground, and rode on his waist sideways.

His fists were like chain cannons, smashing down with a crackle.

What's more, because the arena was small, Li Yan pushed Zhou Bai to the edge of the arena, his chest suspended in the air, and his waist couldn't exert force.

Facing this round of cannon punches, Zhou Bai desperately protected his head, but even so, he took a few hits, immediately seeing stars and blood splashing from his nose.

Li Yan also showed no mercy in his strikes.

This series of cannon punches, as long as one hit the vital point, could directly break the other party's neck.

Falling into a disadvantage in the blink of an eye, Zhou Bai felt fear while desperately resisting, but more was anger.

He originally wanted to use Red Fist to clean up the other party, but he didn't expect Li Yan to be younger than him, yet his moves were so old-fashioned and vicious, making him lose so much face in public.

Martial artists naturally carry a fierce spirit.

Zhou Bai practiced Monkey Fist, which had a wild nature.

Anger plus pain actually made him ignore everything. He grabbed Li Yan's clothes and flipped, making the two roll off the arena together.

Many watching common people gasped.

That series of attacks just now, both sides almost had no room to turn, just hard-hitting, fast as light and shadow, making them dazzled.

Didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, it was this situation.

A three-zhang-high arena, if you fall down, wouldn't you be half-dead?

Of course, the watching Jianghu people were not worried.

Martial artists practice since childhood, and turning over to unload force are basic skills. Not to mention three zhang high, even falling from five zhang high, they can roll and be safe.

Some experts who are proficient in this even dare to jump down from the city wall.

What they frowned at was that the rules of the arena were that falling off counts as a loss. Could it be that this duel would end in a draw?

However, things exceeded their expectations.

They saw Zhou Bai shrink his body while falling, showing a monkey form, then hooked with two claws, actually sticking to the wooden wall on the side of the arena.

Li Yan's claw kung fu was not as good as the other party's, but he had a way to deal with it.

He shook his left hand, punched through the wooden board, grabbed the crack to stop his body, and looked at Zhou Bai opposite, a cold smile appearing on the corner of his mouth,

"How about it, go up and fight again?"

"Go up a fart!"

Zhou Bai roared, his body darted, pouncing directly like an ape…

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 47 =====