At the critical moment, a voice from afar shouted, "Stop!" A figure leaped into the arena, attacking with fists from two directions.
Brother Peng saw this and immediately executed the "Leopard Capturing Hand," reaching out to grab the incoming fists, swallowing the force of the punch with his palms.
The newcomer was Ding Hu.
As soon as they clashed, Ding Hu already sensed he was no match.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be released. He wanted to withdraw his hands and execute the next move, but felt the opponent's strength was overwhelming, as if his hands were caught by iron clamps.
With no other option, he could only clash head-on, his inner qi surging into his fists. Brother Peng grinned and said, "You can't even perform qi circulation, trash like you dares to compete with me in inner qi?" With a stomp of his feet, an even stronger surge of inner qi rushed forth.
The two streams of inner qi competed fiercely with each other.
