Volume 1: One Person, One Order, One Jianghu Chapter 408 A Taste of the Competition
Zhao Feng suddenly attacked Yuwen Chengdu by surprise.
Yuwen Chengdu was pressed to the ground and beaten for several minutes, and finally regained some sight and pushed Zhao Feng away.
"Despicable! Lao Tzu wants to ......"
Yuwen Chengdu was holding the phoenix wings and gold picket alof, and just as he wanted to look down, he saw another smoke bomb on Zhao Feng's fingertips.
Suddenly frightened, he took several steps back to open the distance.
"Bastard! You have the ability to compete with me. ”
"This is not the Olympics and upright, whoever wins is the boss, the fool is good!"
Zhao Feng threw the smoke bomb directly, which frightened Yuwen Chengdu and hurriedly dodged.
But the strange thing is that the smoke grenade fell to the ground and did not explode, rolling all the way to the edge of the ring.
Fake?
As soon as Yuwen Chengdu reacted, Zhao Feng kicked him in the stomach and sat on his chest again with a round of combination punches.
The audience present was stunned by Zhao Feng's shameless play.
I've never seen such a despicable person.
"This King of Freedom is too shameless, and he actually uses this kind of indiscriminate means. ”
"It's shameless, how can there be such a prince in my dynasty?"
"The ring should be dignified, why didn't the emperor stop in this situation?"
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Everyone looked at Zhao Gou with doubts in their hearts.
found that Zhao Gou was looking at the situation in the ring with great interest.
I am used to seeing one move and one routine, and now I feel very fresh when I see Zhao Feng, who plays cards so unreasonably.
His hands kept waving like Zhao Feng, as if he was fighting with Yuwen Chengdu.
Yu Wencheng was so angry that he broke free again, but another smoke bomb was thrown over.
This time this is true, snot and tears, a lot of the initiative fell into Zhao Feng's hands again.
Zhao Feng kept wandering around the edge of the ring, coldly sneaking up, but his eyes were always staring at the position in the audience.
He did this all to stall for time, to wait for Yu Wenhua and his stomach to catch him.
But for some reason, Yu Wenhua never left his seat, staring at the situation on the field with all his attention.
Strange, it stands to reason that I have been heavily drugged, why hasn't he had a stomach upset yet?
But in fact, Yu Wenhuaji's stomach hurt and he couldn't move.
Every time he made a slight movement, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and if he wasn't worried about his son's situation on the field, he would have gone to the toilet to solve it.
The longer the others lasted, the more uncomfortable they became, and Yu Wenhuaji's face had begun to turn pale, and a thin cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"What's wrong with you, Rent Collector?"
The officials on the side were shocked when they saw Yu Wenji's appearance, and thought he was sick.
"It's okay, probably because I have a bad stomach, I'm putting up with it. ”
"If you have a stomachache, go to the toilet. ”
"In this case, I can't leave right now. ”
Yu Wenhua endured the discomfort, and his eyes were always staring at the situation on the stage.
thought that with Yuwen Chengdu's ability, he could solve the battle as soon as possible, but who would have thought that his son would fall into disadvantage from the beginning.
Now he is still being pressed and beaten by Zhao Feng, and he doesn't dare to be distracted for a moment, he is afraid that Kung Fu Yuwen Chengdu will be defeated in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the time dragged on for more and more, the situation on the field gradually began to change.
The smoke bombs in Zhao Feng's hand had already been used several times, and Yuwen Chengdu seemed to have immunity, so he simply closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his ears.
It is often said that after the ancient warriors reached a certain realm, they could listen to their bodies and distinguish their positions.
Although Zhao Feng has never seen anyone use it, Yuwen Chengdu's behavior seems to verify this statement.
Suddenly, Yuwen Chengdu rushed in the direction of Zhao Feng.
Unexpectedly, this guy could find his position with his eyes closed, it was too late to throw the smoke bomb, Zhao Feng took a deep breath and poured all his energy into the long knife.
"Kamikaze Flurry!"
Suddenly, the stormy sword technique, like a thundercloud flashing with silver light, swept the wind and continued to fall towards Yuwen Chengdu.
Yuwen Chengdu was taken aback, Zhao Feng's knife skills were more sharp than before, and his shots were faster.
Hurriedly retreated, covering his hands in front of his chest, blocking the vital parts.
The stormy sword technique kept falling on Yuwen Chengdu's golden armor.
The continuous metal collision was like a sudden heavy rainstorm, which shook everyone's teeth.
Before, some people thought that Zhao Feng would only play some tricks, which was not the ability that a martial artist should have at all.
But now, Zhao Feng's Wind Knife Technique completely subverted everyone's impression.
It turns out that the strength of the Easy King is so strong.
People who were not optimistic about Zhao Feng before have changed their opinion of him.
"Oh my God, what kind of knife technique is this, how many knives have been unearthed so quickly?"
"Ten Blades...... Fifty Dollars...... A hundred knives, it's terrible to not be able to count. ”
"King Xiaoyao has such terrible strength, I think this Yuwen Chengdu is in trouble. ”
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Everyone's evaluation of Zhao Feng began to rise, and even Zhao Gou was very happy.
I didn't expect to see such a wonderful competition, although the methods used by Zhao Feng before were a little disgraceful.
But he also played amazing tricks.
It was in vain to hold this pre-palace competition.
And Yu Wenhua in the audience is even more anxious now.
He had been thinking about going to the toilet, and he had been trying to see the picture of his son winning.
But who would have thought that Yuwen Chengdu not only did not gain an advantage, but retreated.
Now Zhao Feng has used his own tricks, this is Temujin's famous skill, it is said that all the heroes on the grassland can't resist this kind of knife technique.
Seeing that his son was faintly showing signs of defeat.
Yu Wenhua felt more and more unbearable stomach pain, and it was about to leak out.
At this moment, Yuwen Chengdu suddenly raised his head and concentrated all his strength on his arms.
Like a pioneer force, he pushed all of Zhao Feng's blades back.
"Open it for me!"
Yuwen Chengdu roared, and the storm formed by countless sword shadows was instantly dispersed.
Yuwen Chengdu stood intact in the middle like a god of war.
Everyone was amazed, and Yu Wenhua was even more hopeful.
Who knew that in the next second, a smoke bomb the size of a fingernail was in the center of Yuwen Chengdu's eyebrows.
"I'm waiting for you. ”
The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth showed a wicked smile, what he was best at was winning with speed.
As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, and with the cover of the kamikaze sword technique, Yuwen Chengdu can take the lead in any counterattack against Zhao Feng.
There was a time when we were stuck in the previous loop.
Throw smoke bombs, beat them, withdraw them, throw smoke bombs again.
In such a cycle, Yuwen Chengdu has been completely exhausted.
And it was at this time that Yu Wenhua and the officials sitting next to him smelled a wave of confusion around him and asked.
"Why does it smell so bad?"
Everyone looked for the source of the smell, and Yu Wenhua and the old man blushed.
I was excited just now, and my attention was a little slack, and my pants were already sticky.
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