Lord of the Desert

Chapter 23 Surrender
After activating the soldering iron hand, Jiang Youde's entire fighting system changed accordingly.

In terms of attack, he changed from smashing to flicking his fingers, and his action style changed from heavy to soft.

This greatly increased his attack speed and attack range.

For a while, Hong Fan only kept retreating to control the distance, and did not dare to take it hard.

But the so-called long-term will lose.

After a few rounds of attack and defense, the clothes on his body were torn apart in many places. Not only was the white cloth scorched yellow, but he was also slightly burned.

As the injuries accumulated, the physical exertion also increased significantly.

In this world, the penetrating realm warriors, according to the different emphasis on the two aspects of explosiveness and durability in the practice of exercises, the duration of full-force battles ranges from 5 minutes to 15 minutes.

If it were a battle on the battlefield, a quarter of an hour could easily be consumed by human life.

But in a one-on-one duel, this time is extremely long.

It was long enough for Jiang Youde to attack continuously until he cornered his opponent.

The street wall blocked the back, and the front was sealed with heavy punches.

In the eyes of most people, the outcome is about to be decided.

"Drink!"

Hong Fan exhaled and raised his arms and raised his shoulders to meet him.

But after avoiding the unavoidable, a posture of wanting to take it hard.

[Underestimate my punching strength, or bet that I dare not hit hard? 】

Jiang Youde sneered inwardly, his punches became more fierce.

But it was this forceful punch that gave Hong Fan a chance.

With his front legs collapsed, he avoided the heavy blow with his sudden short body, and then the soles of his feet suddenly kicked off the ground, and he moved forward in an instant, sticking into the opponent's arms.

It was the diving and hugging that had been repeated countless times.

Jiang Youde is proficient in bow and horse, and is good at swordsmanship. He has even beheaded several people in the past eight years, but he has never trained alone to prevent falling.

However, there was a momentary delay, and he was already held by the knees and pressed against the waist.

Amidst the roar, Hong Fan exerted his unparalleled strength and overturned Jiang Youde.

Take the seat, pass the leg, ride...

Several sleep skills were done in one go, as fast as lightning.

Even from the heights of various restaurants, there were also cheers.

Hong Fan, who had been headwinded for a long time, took advantage of the position, and his shots were merciless, and the punches fell like raindrops.

Jiang Youde folded his arms to block, he could only barely block two of the three punches, and the corners of his mouth and brows were quickly wounded.

But after a few rounds, it was Hong Fan who couldn't hold on.

It turned out that Jiang Youde saw that the defeat was imminent, regardless of the consumption of his true energy, he expanded his soldering iron hand to cover the entire forearm.

"Jiang Jia Dalang has used twelve points of strength, victory or defeat depends on one action..."

On the tall building, Hong Sheng said in a low voice.

At this time, no matter whether it was Tinghai Pavilion or Du Kangju, everyone was watching the battle with rapt attention, and there was no idle talk.

After several fist fights, Hong Fan's fist peak and the edge of his palm were burned.

He took a little pain to suppress, but was overturned by his opponent with explosive power, and he was under pressure.

"The momentum of offense and defense is easy!"

Jiang Youde, who had received countless punches, shouted angrily.

He slammed down with his right hand, and when he saw Hong Fan Yan Fang's head, he changed his line and landed on his chest.

This punch on the ground was so powerful that it suffocated Hong Fan's breath, and his defense was immediately thrown into disarray.

【I won! 】

Jiang Youde roared silently, retracted the flame flow with his left fist, and landed directly on Hong Fan's cheek.

But he didn't know how many counterattacks a veteran jiu-jitsu could have to turn the tide of the battle based on the open defensive position.

At the critical moment, Hong Fan tilted his head slightly, ignoring the injury on his cheek, while holding his opponent's wrist with both hands, his lower body was entangled upwards like a big python.

The cross took shape in an instant.

Murder broke out.

Jiang Youde didn't know how powerful he was, he just thought that the opponent refused to admit defeat and wanted to pester him, so he immediately threw down his right fist regardless of his left arm.

But a sharp pain in his elbow interrupted his movement.

"Ok?"

Jiang Youde finally realized something was wrong.

But the surrender has already taken shape, and if he pulls out his arms again, how can he escape?

At this time, those locked up don't know that they can take three shots to admit defeat, and those locked up won't be foolish enough to hold back their strength.

Click!

After a slight stalemate, there was a creepy clicking sound.

Jiang Youde's elbow was dislocated.

All counterattack intentions were instantly destroyed by Pain.

Amid the cries of pain, Jiang Youde finally pulled out his left arm, rolling continuously to distance himself.

A few seconds later, when he stood up with his forearm hanging weakly, his whole body was already soaked in sweat.

"ended."

Listening to Haige, Hong Sheng said calmly, with an unbiased attitude.

The two competing, one is his half-brother, and the other has served under him for many years as Zhu Yiqi.

As far as Hong Sheng is concerned, each has close relatives.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't know his mother's dislike for Hong Fan.

But Hong Sheng, as the eldest son, has always regarded himself as the future head of the Hong family.

In his opinion, Da Furen's oppression of Hong Fan is unnecessary - every ounce of strength of the Hong family's children can only benefit him.

"This guy was inferior in fists and feet, but now he has another arm broken. Your brother is already winning."

A slender and cold young man replied indifferently.

He is Li Shenji, the eldest son of the Li family.

At the funeral banquet in early March, he accompanied his father Li Heming to attend, and had a chance encounter with Hong Fan.

"As the two brothers said."

Chi Xinchi couldn't help but praise.

"Hong Fan's move just now, heh, it's really ingenious!"

He repeatedly deduced the "Cross Solid" several times in his heart, only to feel endless aftertaste.

In the box, all those who have achieved something in martial arts felt that this battle was quite exciting.

Only Zheng Fuqu, who didn't know much about the way, groaned, still not relieved.

In the middle of the long street, Hong Fan stood up at the same time as his opponent, but instead of attacking, he rubbed his chest that was still hurting.

The first punch just now probably cracked one of his breastbone.

Fortunately, it has little effect on combat power.

On the other side, Jiang Youde panted several times, gradually getting used to the pain.

Those who can ride in red clothes have extraordinary courage.

Even though he knew that his chances of winning were slim, he was still unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to meet the enemy with one hand.

At this moment, Jiang Youde saw his opponent loose his fists.

"Jiang Xi, today I have exhausted my will to fight, why don't we just stop here, how about a tie?"

Hong Fan spoke, and the clear voice was carried to everyone's ears by the wind passing through the street.

Jiang Youde was taken aback when he heard the words.

He never expected that his opponent would take the initiative to make a draw when the winning chance was in his hands.

It should be noted that Hong Fan seems to have a lot of injuries on his body, but it doesn't really affect his combat power.

Instead, one of his hands was removed, and his strength was less than [-]% of his usual strength.

[At this time, he actually took the initiative to show my face...]

With a flash of thought, Jiang Youde suddenly understood, and his heart felt a little hot.

"well……"

Using the steps, he also removed his fighting stance.

"Master Fan says it's a tie, so it's a tie."

But after a moment of silence, Jiang Jia Dalang couldn't bear the shame in his heart after all, and heaved a long sigh.

"I am ten years older than Young Master Fan. Alas, I lost this battle."

As soon as these words came out, the burly man seemed to let go of a heavy burden, and his whole body relaxed completely.

"Today, I, Jiang Youde, have seen the true demeanor of Young Master Fan."

"Tomorrow, I will bring my mother and younger brother to the door to apologize to the young master!"

Hearing this, the Zhu Yiqi on the second floor of Du Kangju already knew that their friends had completely lost their desire to compete with Hong Fan.

(End of this chapter)