Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

Feng Yuxiu looked at the other person in disbelief.

I never expected this person to be so strong!

"What kind of leg technique is that?"

Feng Yuxiu clutched his chest and asked.

"Twelve-Road Tan Leg".

As Ye Tianming stepped into the room and began to speak, he suddenly kicked Feng Yuxiu.

--boom!

Feng Yuxiu dodged away.

The stone pillar behind him was kicked by Ye Tianming, and a large chunk of it was knocked off.

Gravel flew everywhere, revealing the steel bars inside!

Feng Yuxiu was secretly shocked when he saw this. If he hadn't dodged it, he would have broken at least a few bones if he had been hit.

"I've also learned the Twelve-Road Tan Leg style, but it's not like this!"

Feng Yuxiu said loudly.

"What you learned is different from what I learned, so what's the problem?"

As Ye Tianming spoke, he ruthlessly kicked out with his leg, smashing a cabinet behind Feng Yuxiu to pieces with a bang.

Feng Yuxiu dodged in a sorry state, and his attempts to fight back were easily blocked by Ye Tianming, and he himself was hit twice more.

He was in so much pain that he was grimacing, and several of his bones were broken.

"Something's not right! Something's not right with you!"

Feng Yuxiu shakily raised his head with his left hand. His entire forearm was swollen, and the arm exposed under his tattered clothes was a shocking bluish-purple, with blood clots that seemed ready to burst out from under the skin at any moment.

"There's so much nonsense!"

Ye Tianming instantly lunged forward, his right fist clenched, and with lightning speed, the fist passed between Feng Yuxiu's arms, striking him hard in the chest.

"Click~!"

The ribs snapped instantly under this immense force.

Feng Yuxiu coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall several meters away.

"You...you're not...you're not using kung fu at all!"

Feng Yuxiu lay on the ground, his face covered in blood, staring at Ye Tianming, and said, word by word.

"I have superhuman strength, is there a problem with that?"

Ye Tianming walked up to him, looked down at him, and said.

Feng Yuxiu glared angrily, then convulsed a few times before finally losing consciousness.

Seeing this, Ye Tianming bent down and carried him on his back.

Then he turned and left the house that had been smashed to pieces.

...

In the desolate countryside;

Inside a black van.

Just as Ye Tianming took a knife out of his toolbox, Feng Yuxiu, who was lying on the cold workbench, woke up.

Upon waking up, Feng Yuxiu felt waves of intense pain throughout his body.

In the fight he just had with Ye Tianming, Ye Tianming showed no mercy and he was utterly defeated!

They lost decisively, without any chance to fight back.

This was a fact that Feng Yuxiu found hard to accept for a time.

in particular;

He lost not because of his kung fu skills, but because of the inherent physical difference.

This was even more unacceptable to Feng Yuxiu!

at this time;

When Feng Yuxiu woke up, he found himself tied up.

He was bound to the platform by something he didn't know what it was.

The person in question is facing away from him, so he cannot see their face.

"Let me go! You despicable person! If you dare, let's fight again!"

Feng Yuxiu struggled and shouted loudly.

"Stop barking."

Ye Tianming turned around and looked at Feng Yuxiu, saying, "Feng Yuxiu, I've given you enough face and shown you my true strength. Didn't you want to become the number one in the world? What? Now that you've lost, you're not admitting it?"

Feng Yuxiu's face flushed red, and for a moment, many things he wanted to say were stuck in his chest, unable to be uttered.

After a while;

Feng Yuxiu sighed with a dejected expression.

"I lost!"

He finally admitted his defeat.

If you lose, you lose.

No matter the reason, if you lose and get captured, there's no excuse for it.

What physical attributes make you inferior to your opponent?

Those are all excuses.

In the real battles of the martial world, who would tell you these things?

To become the true number one in the world, one must overcome all difficulties and obstacles.

No matter what it is, whoever makes it to the end and sits on the throne of the world's number one is the ultimate winner!

pity!

Feng Yuxiu did not make it to the end.

He collapsed before that throne.

I lost to the person in front of me.

Tell me, who did I lose to?

Feng Yuxiu asked.

He wanted to die with some clarity.

"Didn't Tan Jingyao tell you that he once lost to someone?"

Ye Tianming said.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes widened in surprise. So... what that coward said was true?

Did he really lose to someone?

"That person is me."

Ye Tianming said.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuxiu was completely relieved.

He lost to the new generation of the King of the North Leg.

He didn't lose unjustly!

At least, he wasn't really defeated by some nobody.

"Kill me, and you'll be the best in the world!"

Feng Yuxiu said.

Ye Tianming looked at him and asked, "Do you have any last words?"

Feng Yuxiu shook his head.

He had nothing more to say, and there was no one left in this world for him to cherish.

Perhaps... death was his true and best fate?

Seeing Feng Yuxiu shake his head, Ye Tianming nodded as well.

He then took out a dropper, sucked up a drop of Feng Yuxiu's blood, dripped it onto the clip, and put it away.

Feng Yuxiu looked at everything he did with a strange expression.

I felt a strange sense of absurdity.

The Northern Leg King who defeated him seems a bit... freakish?

Feng Yuxiu didn't know how to describe it.

It just felt pretty strange.

At this moment, Ye Tianming also placed the knife on the spot where Feng Yuxiu's heart was located.

He took one last look at the martial arts fanatic.

"In your next life, I hope you can be reborn into a real martial arts world. This era is no longer suitable for someone like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tianming plunged the knife in his hand into Feng Yuxiu's chest.

Feng Yuxiu closed his eyes, feeling as if his whole body was sinking into water. In a daze, he seemed to see his wife waving to him.

Feng Yuxiu smiled and reached out to take his wife's hand.

The two looked at each other and embraced, and then the surrounding light gradually disappeared, and darkness swallowed everything!

Ding!