"Uncle Cheng, please give me some advice.

Qin Huaiyu bowed respectfully to Cheng Yaojin, and then he started to fight.

"Haha, let Uncle Cheng see your kung fu!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed heartily, completely forgetting that one of his eyes had turned black. This made him look cool, but actually a little funny.

After the two finished their conversation, Qin Huaiyu attacked directly, and immediately delivered a powerful and heavy punch.

""Good!"

Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up. This martial arts routine was obviously taught by Qin Qiong, and it was clear from the aura that he had learned the true teachings.

This time, Cheng Yaojin was not reckless. He knew that since his son had made such an incredible improvement, Qin Huaiyu must be no worse.

Using his lower body to exert force and his upper body to block, Cheng Yaojin fought very steadily.

Sure enough, the moment he came into contact with Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Yaojin knew that his choice was right.

The terrifying force was instantly transmitted to his lower limbs through Cheng Yaojin's hands, and finally to the ground of the mud-built arena.

The dust flew up nearly half a meter The height of the punch showed the impact force of Qin Huaiyu's punch.

Qin Huaiyu restrained his strength, grabbed Cheng Yaojin's blocking arm, turned around and pulled hard. When this move was made, Cheng Yaojin actually staggered forward. Even though he was a veteran of many battles, he couldn't react to such a quick change of moves for a while.

This is the difference between immortal cultivators and ordinary warriors. Immortal cultivators in the body refining realm can almost accurately grasp every muscle of their own. The strength is controlled by the heart, and the operation of strength is far less rough than that of ordinary warriors.

It was precisely because of this difference that Cheng Yaojin was tricked again.

After staggering, Cheng Yaojin quickly stabilized his body.

"What did these guys do? Why are they so fierce? No, I can't defend anymore. I have to find a chance!"

Cheng Yaojin thought to himself. Now he must turn defense into offense, otherwise it will be difficult for him to defend against Qin Huaiyu's attack.

""Nephew, be careful!"

Cheng Yaojin yelled, then turned around and gave Qin Huaiyu a bear hug, which was an attack that took advantage of the size difference between the two sides.

""Not good!"

Qin Huaiyu retreated in a hurry, but unfortunately the distance between the two sides was too close, and Qin Huaiyu could not escape from Cheng Yaojin's attack range.

In a hurry, Qin Huaiyu quickly took a horse stance and blocked with his hands on his chest.

In this way, Cheng Yaojin's attack was successful and completely locked Qin Huaiyu, but unfortunately Qin Huaiyu's lower body was too stable now, and Cheng Yaojin found it difficult to make the next attack.

The fight on the ring seemed to have stagnated at this moment, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two of them were now completely trapped in a stage of brute force competition.

At this time, both of them had flushed faces and all the muscles in their bodies were exerting force.

Cheng Yaojin was constantly increasing his strength, trying to completely lock Qin Huaiyu, while Qin Huaiyu was struggling to break free.

Off the stage, Du He, who was not very good at martial arts, could not see the situation very clearly.

"Boss, what's going on? Why are the two of them hugging each other?"

Du He was a little confused and had to ask

"What do you mean by"hold together"? This is called a lock technique. Now it depends on whether I can lock Huaiyu. It's basically a test of strength."

Cheng Chumo glared at Du He with his panda eyes. He thought Qin Huaiyu was going to fail, and Cheng Chumo was very clear about his father's strength.

"In terms of strength, Qin Huaiyu is indeed inferior. Unless he breaks through to the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm, he will definitely not have the advantage in terms of strength."

Li Tai also saw the situation very clearly. If he continued to compete like this, Qin Huaiyu would definitely lose.

"What should we do? If Huaiyu loses, then we all lose, right? There is no hope for the two of us!" Yuchi Baolin was a little worried. If Qin Huaiyu lost, wouldn't it be his turn? He was only at the peak of the first level of the Body Refining Realm, and he obviously couldn't beat Cheng Yaojin! And seeing how Cheng Yaojin usually competed with his old man, he was afraid that he would not go easy on him.

"Actually, it's not that there is no chance of winning."

Li Tai looked at the two people on the field, and suddenly his face turned strange. He remembered a long-lost big move.

After a little hesitation, Li Tai decided to give Qin Huaiyu some advice. After all, Qin Huaiyu and Cheng Yaojin were of different ages, so it didn't matter if the means were a little dirty.

Li Tai shouted loudly:"Huaiyu, step on his toes!"

On the field, Qin Huaiyu raised his foot and stepped down fiercely the moment he received Li Tai's instructions.

"Not good!"

Cheng Yaojin's hair stood up instinctively. He could feel the chill on his feet. He quickly retracted his strength and let go of Qin Huaiyu. Cheng Yaojin retreated three meters away.

Finally, Qin Huaiyu's heavy kick landed on the ring.

"Hiss, what kind of power is that?……"

In an instant, several shallow cracks appeared on the ring. Cheng Yaojin felt a pain in his toes just by looking at the shallow pits under Qin Huaiyu's feet.

"Stop! Huaiyu, let's stop fighting now, let's call it a draw."

Cheng Yaojin hurriedly called for a stop. He glanced in Li Tai's direction, and he felt a little unwell.

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