stonecrandall Chapter 441 Zhao Feixiong's Defeat
Chapter 441 Zhao Feixiong's Defeat
"You! How dare you hit my beloved disciple!"
Zhao Feixiong was so angry that he was shaking all over, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to spit fire.
His face was filled with anger and shock, and his originally calm expression instantly became hideous and distorted.
"So what if we fight, Zhao Feixiong! Today I, He Daqing, have made my words known! If you have the guts, come and fight with me. If not, get out of here as soon as you can!"
He Daqing's voice sounded like thunder, making everyone's ears buzz.
His tone was full of provocation and disdain, as if he didn't take Zhao Feixiong seriously at all.
These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Zhao Feixiong's heart.
He widened his eyes and stared at He Daqing, the anger in his eyes growing more intense.
Being humiliated by a cook in front of so many fellow disciples, no matter how well-educated he was, he could not bear it at this moment.
Anger erupted in his heart like a volcano, almost devouring his sanity.
At that moment, Zhao Feixiong no longer cared about the demeanor between masters. He swung his fist with a fierce momentum and hit He Daqing's nose directly.
This punch contained the power he had cultivated over many years and was incredibly powerful.
However, He Daqing showed no fear at all. He flashed and quickly grabbed Zhang Zhengjing beside him and held him in front of him like a chicken.
When Zhao Feixiong saw this, he was shocked and quickly withdrew his hand.
He didn't want to hurt innocent people by mistake, especially since Zhang Zhengjing was his beloved disciple.
"Despicable villain!" Zhao Feixiong shouted angrily, his voice full of contempt and resentment.
"Hmph, it's good that you know!" He Daqing sneered, and at the same time drew out his pair of maces weighing dozens of pounds from his waist, and danced with them vigorously.
When Zhao Feixiong saw the other party using weapons, he couldn't help but think that something was wrong.
He was good at boxing and kicking, but now he was unarmed and facing He Daqing, who was holding two maces and looking aggressive, he was naturally at a disadvantage.
In fact, if we only talk about boxing and kicking skills, He Daqing is not Zhao Feixiong's opponent. After all, his fighting skills and experience are relatively insufficient.
But at this moment, the pair of maces in his hands became his greatest reliance.
The two heavy copper maces flashed a chilling light in the sunlight, as if they were indestructible, giving people an irresistible feeling.
Zhao Feixiong couldn't help but gasp, secretly complaining in his heart: "He's actually a master of using a mace!"
"Why, can you also use a mace?" He Daqing asked doubtfully.
Zhao Feixiong quickly shook his head and said, "What I'm best at is actually bare-handed fighting!"
"Then why are you still talking so much! Let me see how capable you are as the former number one wrestling champion!"
He Daqing's words completely angered Zhao Feixiong.
Zhao Feixiong dodged the double maces swung by He Daqing, then took out two strings of iron rings from behind and quickly put them on his arms.
"Boy, do you know what these thirty-six diamond rings of mine are made of?"
Zhao Feixiong stared at He Daqing with his eyes wide open and questioned.
"What is it? Hehe..."
The corners of He Daqing's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile, and then he suddenly exerted force with his right hand and hit Zhao Feixiong hard.
With the help of the Vajra Ring, Zhao Feixiong stepped forward fearlessly and took on He Daqing's fierce attack.
Just when everyone thought that He Daqing's attack would be easily deflected by Zhao Feixiong's diamond ring, something unexpected happened...
A shocking scene happened!
Zhao Feixiong let out a scream that echoed throughout the entire space, as if it would deafen everyone's ears!
At the same time, He Daqing put away the copper mace in his hand that was shining with cold light without hesitation.
"How is it! Where is your Vajra Ring?" He Daqing's voice was cold and majestic, making people shudder.
Zhao Feixiong covered his arm, his face was as pale as paper, he grimaced in pain, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead!
At this moment, his heart was filled with fear and confusion.
He couldn't understand why the diamond ring, which he regarded as his life, disappeared out of thin air in an instant!
There was a rustling sound, and thirty-six Vajra rings appeared in He Daqing's hands like magic.
"The material is quite good! There is even black gold from outer space! Zhao Feixiong, this is my trophy! You can get out of here with your people!" There was a hint of pride in He Daqing's tone.
Zhao Feixiong was completely stunned!
Just now, he clearly felt a sharp pain coming from his arm, it was the sound of bones breaking!
However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that his arm was intact, without any signs of injury, and even the pain disappeared without a trace!
What was going on? Was it a trick? But his intuition told him that things were definitely not that simple!
Full of doubts, Zhao Feixiong stared at He Daqing, trying to find the answer from his face.
He Daqing narrowed his eyes, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, and waited quietly for Zhao Feixiong to leave.
However, Zhao Feixiong obviously had no intention of leaving.
He opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice: "He Daqing! How on earth did you do it?"
"Why should I tell you! If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being rude!"
Faced with He Daqing's aggressive and domineering attitude, Zhao Feixiong was really helpless and had to choose to give in and leave the scene in disgrace.
You know, among the wrestling king’s lineage, Zhao Feixiong is the number one figure second only to the wrestling king himself!
After this fierce battle, He Daqing became famous overnight and his name spread far and wide!
At this moment, in the fighting world of Sijiu City, a fierce competition for the top spot has begun!
In the wrestling king’s palace!
Many first-generation disciples sat around in the room, whispering and discussing!
Not long after, an elderly man, leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the house with the support of Lei Lao Hu and Lei Zhengyun!
Although this old man is very old, his aura is extremely strong and no one dares to disrespect him!
The reason is very simple, this old man is none other than the wrestling champion Lei Xueyi!
Back then, he was a well-known figure in both the old city and the entire Tianjin area, and his reputation spread far and wide!
He sat steadily in the main seat with a very serious expression!
After a long while, Zhao Feixiong slowly said:
"Master, I am truly disappointed and embarrassed by your kindness this time!"
After hearing this, Lei Xueyi waved his hand lightly, and then said unhappily: