Yan Zhendong practiced the Iron Cloth Shirt and became invulnerable to weapons and bullets. Naturally, he followed a fierce path. His boxing skills were wide open and strong, but he was unexpectedly thrown to the ground by Huang Shaohong with a simple over-the-shoulder throw.

He stood up with a sarcastic look on his face: "I didn't expect that Huang Feihong, who is good at boxing and kicking, is also proficient in the Northern style wrestling. How disrespectful!"

This is a mockery of Huang Shaohong's use of other skills to catch him by surprise.

He considered the over-the-shoulder throw in Jiu-Jitsu to be a wrestling technique. After all, this move is widely spread and can be found in many close-quarter Jiu-Jitsu and grappling techniques.

This move is called "back throw" in judo and "kick" in wrestling. The movements are similar, and everyone has their own characteristics when using it, so it is not surprising that Yan Zhendong admits his mistake.

Huang Shaohong ignored the sarcasm in his mouth and had already thought of a way to deal with Yan Zhendong.

Since the opponent is taking a tough route and a head-on confrontation is not possible, why not use softness to overcome the toughness? Aren't the locking, jujitsu and joint-grabbing techniques he learned from Addison the best way to restrain Iron Shirt!

He raised his fingers at Yan Zhendong: "Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to fight?"

Yan Zhendong shouted softly again and stepped forward, but after all, he was not as nimble and quick as Huang Shaohong. He didn't have ten moves. He seized the opportunity again and threw him to the ground again.

Knowing Huang Shaohong's methods, Yan Zhendong was not afraid and said angrily: "I am invulnerable, so what if I throw you down!"

He did not expect that Huang Shaohong's fall this time was different from the previous one.

The previous time Huang Shaohong smashed him to the ground, but this time he grabbed his left hand and held on to it. He twisted his body and fell down. He pressed his head and chest with his legs and pulled his arms violently with both hands. This was

Crossbar in Jiu-Jitsu.

Huang Shaohong was about to use his force to break Yan Zhendong's arm. Although the opponent was invulnerable, he couldn't stop the cross-bar that he, the master of the outside world, used to use his own leverage principle!

He moved quickly, but he didn't expect Yan Zhendong's reaction was astonishing at the critical moment. As soon as his arm felt severe pain, he punched Huang Shaohong's face with his right fist.

This guy has a lot of hard skills. Just one punch to Huang Shaohong caused pain to his bones. If he tried hard like this and broke this guy's arm, his own calf would also be broken by it, which would outweigh the gain.

Huang Shaohong loosened his legs, pulled Yan Zhendong's arm and rolled on the spot. After changing his position, another naked choke was thrown behind him.

Where had Yan Zhendong practiced ground skills? He had no idea how to deal with it, so Huang Shaohong succeeded in one fell swoop and locked him firmly on his neck.

Although he succeeded in one fell swoop, Huang Shaohong felt Yan Zhendong's strength when he struggled, and secretly smacked his lips. To be honest, this is Huang Feihong's body, the power of the master of foreign boxing, replaced by the body of Addison, or other boxing champions.

With such strength, even this move may not be able to lock this guy.

He tightened his legs suddenly and pressed down to prevent Yan Zhendong from standing up. At the same time, he tightly strangled his neck with his right arm. He held his right hand with his left hand and used all the strength of both arms to pull it back.

In an instant, Yan Zhendong's face turned red from suppressing it. The bulging veins on his face and the protruding bloodshot eyes made him look particularly ferocious, but even the people watching the battle could tell that something was going to happen.

All the disciples of Bao Zhilin, led by Zhu Zhurong, shouted loudly: "Hello."

The new disciples who became the disciples of Zhu Zhurong and Lin Yunkai asked their masters what the master's move was called. As a result, their masters were also confused. In the end, Zhu Zhurong casually pressed a "Lie down and capture the hand"

Fame.

"Senior!" Liang Kuan saw that Yan Zhendong was about to be strangled and suffocated, so he quickly stepped forward to help.

Lin Yunkai stepped forward to stop him: "Liang Kuan, my master has a fair competition with him. What do you want to do?" As soon as he came out, his new disciples also came out to stand in line and blocked Liang Kuan.

Seeing that he couldn't get through, Liang Kuan shouted inside: "Master Huang, this senior is on the verge of death, please be noble and let him go once!"

Zhu Zhurong snorted: "Then why didn't he let Master Yuejia Dao go for once?"

Huang Shaohong was confident of winning at this time. He felt that Yan Zhendong's struggle was getting weaker and weaker, and he knew that it was almost done, so he loosened his arms a little so that he could breathe air and save himself from suffocation.

"Master Yan, if you want to admit defeat, I will let you go!"

Yan Zhendong took two breaths and struggled again: "Fart, my Yan family is the best in the world in martial arts... uh..." Before he could finish shouting, Huang Shaohong choked him again, and his voice was suppressed.

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Huang Shaohong had no intention of killing him in front of the neighbors. After doing this several times, Yan Zhendong finally gave in.

When he asked again, Yan Zhendong uttered three words with difficulty: "I'm convinced!"

(In the summer, I wrote that Huang Shaohong defeated Yan Zhendong with Jiu-Jitsu locks. This does not mean that modern fighting is better than traditional martial arts, but there are two premises. The first is that Yan Zhendong has never been exposed to this type of close-fitting fighting skills. He was

Caught off guard.

Secondly, and most importantly, Huang Shaohong is currently using the body of Huang Feihong, the master of external martial arts, so his reaction, strength, and speed are all at the master level. Kung fu has strengths and weaknesses, but it can often be transformed by personal cultivation.

Decay becomes magical, just like Xiao Feng used the Taizu Changquan to perform the seventy-two stunts on the Shaolin monks. This is also the case now when the protagonist relies on Huang Feihong's body to lock Yan Zhendong.)

As Yan Zhendong surrendered, Huang Feihong received a system prompt: The task of defeating Yan Zhendong was completed.

The disciples of Bao Zhilin and the people watching the excitement all cheered loudly, and many people said:

"Master Huang is indeed the best in Foshan!"

"This foreigner is so ignorant that he dares to challenge Master Huang."

"Now you know how powerful we Foshan people are!"

When Huang Shaohong stood up and bowed his hands to express his gratitude, Yan Zhendong sat on the ground slumped. His previous power was gone, as if he had become much older in an instant.

"Senior!" Liang Kuan walked up to Yan Zhendong and called softly.

Yan Zhendong glanced at him, stood up silently, and walked outside Baozhilin without saying a word.

Huang Shaohong watched him from behind and suddenly said:

"Master Yan, I want to establish the Jingwu Sports Association on the basis of Bao Zhilin, aiming to promote Chinese martial arts, use force to strengthen the country, and use force to strengthen the species. Now there is a shortage of instructors with strong martial arts skills. Your Yan family's iron cloth shirt,

The best in the world, how about I pay you two hundred silver dollars a month to hire you to be a teacher at my place?"

He also came up with this matter on the spur of the moment. Anyway, if he wanted to expand his manpower, it would be better to establish the Jingwu Association founded by Huo Daxia in advance.

Although Huang Shaohong felt sad about Yan Zhendong, he didn't have a good impression at all. This was all because in the movie, this guy actually collaborated with the Shahe Gang for money. He clearly knew that the Shahe Gang was an accomplice of abducting and trafficking women, but he turned a blind eye.

There is also a hidden weapon hidden in it.

When he was doing the naked hanging just now, he felt that there was something hidden in this guy's hair just like in the movie.

The reason why Huang Shaohong asked to stay was because Yan Zhendong's iron cloth shirt was really a good thing. Now that he had mastered Huang Feihong's boxing skills, wouldn't it be the icing on the cake if he could get Yan Zhendong's iron cloth shirt.

So he started offering a high salary of two hundred silver dollars a month as soon as he opened his mouth, in order to retain this guy first, and then find a way to get the good stuff from him.

Sure enough, when he said this, Yan Zhendong stopped and turned back to look at Huang Shaohong, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion, and at the same time there was a trace of heartbeat.

Yan Zhendong has been having a hard time these days. The dog took out his clothes last time, so he couldn't go shirtless. So he used the last few coins he had to buy a second-hand piece of old clothes. He has been struggling to eat these days.

, living like a beggar.

Now that Huang Shaohong said that he would be given a monthly salary of two hundred silver dollars, there was no reason why he would not be tempted. You must know that these days, two hundred silver dollars can buy a courtyard house.

Huang Shaohong just looked at Yan Zhendong, and the two looked at each other. After a while, the latter asked with some disbelief: "Master Huang, is everything you said true?"

Huang Shaohong nodded: "Of course, I sincerely invite Master Yan to come to our Baozhilin and teach in the Jingwu Sports Association in the future!"
Chapter completed!