Chapter Seventy-One: The Decline of the Genre

Huaxia University, Guwu Society. "Heavenly

The draw in the first game also made the burden on everyone's shoulders a little lighter, but the pressure on the four major clubs was also very prominent. After all, today's kicking is to compete until the last place, once the elite of one side is all defeated, then this competition is over, if this kind of thing is born to them, it is undoubtedly a laughing stock!

The next fight was between Fang Dechong and a fighter from the Taekwondo Club, also a Korean. This has to make it suspicious that this taekwondo club has gathered the whole school of Koreans, although there are still a few Chinese students who have come to study.

In this battle, Fang Dechong almost used all his strength, but even so, the strength of the other party should not be underestimated, although it is not as good as the Korean president, but it should be about the same. The opponent's onslaught made Fang Dechong almost out of breath, and he was injured in many places, although he also gave the other party injuries, but compared to each other, he was even more serious!

"Die!"

The South Korean seemed to want to hit hard, lifting his right foot and kicking Fang Dechong in the face. Fang Dechong was shocked and hurriedly used his arms to resist.

Boom!

Fang Dechong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out and fell heavily to the ground! There were bruises on his arms, and it seemed that the other party's strength was not small.

"Dechong!"

Everyone in the Ancient Martial Arts Society screamed, and they were about to rush forward, but Zilong stopped them, frowned and said, "Calm down first, continue to watch, De Chong will not let us down!"

After hearing this, everyone in the Guwu Society sat down unwillingly, and threw angry glances at the damned Korean. And the president of the Taekwondo Club showed a sinister smile, and it seems that this result makes him very useful.

At this time, the South Korean elite standing in the ring wiped the corners of his mouth, and then smiled disdainfully: "Hmph, you Chinese people are just like this, you are really fragile!" After speaking, he shook his head and wanted to step off the stage, in his heart, Fang Dechong was no longer able to fight.

However, just when everyone thought that the victory was decided, Fang Dechong, who fell to the ground, suddenly let out a roar, like a beast, stood up in an extremely fast degree in an instant, and then clenched his right fist and rushed towards the arrogant Korean elite.

"Damn Korean sticks, we Chinese people won't be defeated so easily!"

His right arm bulged, and a ferocious fist slammed into the South Korean elite's terrified face, and then Fang used all his strength to knock him out of the ring.

"Ahh

With a scream, the South Korean elite fell to the ground miserably, the fist marks on his face were clearly visible, his mouth was wide open, several teeth fell out, and the whole person fainted on the spot!

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar, especially the Korean president of the Taekwondo Club, who stood up on the spot, gritted his teeth and said: "Despicable guy, you actually engaged in a sneak attack, are you Chinese people so shameless?"

"I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect that my members were just a little heavier, and your so-called elite lay down, I knew that it was so unbeaten, so I asked De Chong to make it a little lighter. Zilong said lightly, the mockery in his tone was revealed.

"You bastard!"

The South Korean president almost didn't go mad, and in his opinion, such a humiliating defeat to Gumusha was a heavy blow, but for now, it was all a foregone conclusion.

The Korean elite who was badly injured by Fang Dechong was carried down, and Fang Dechong was also rushed to the hospital by the people of the Guwu Society. This battle is really not a mess between students!

Chen Yufeng silently watched being anxiously taken to the hospital, and his heart was a little uneasy. Originally, he thought that Fang Dechong was just a villain who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, but when he saw it today, he bloomed with a brilliance that is usually difficult to see, which made Chen Yufeng a little surprised.

It seems that what is hidden in this man's heart is enough to make people think deeply. Chen Yufeng thought in his heart.

As the two were sent to emergency treatment, the scene began to quiet down, but everyone had an indescribable feeling in their hearts that such a competition was no longer a simple competition, let alone a kicking gym.

It's a real fight!

"It was a surprise. Zilong muttered.

But even so, this competition must continue, and then it should be Liao Qiwen, whose strength is not lost to him, that Qi Yuanzheng said in his mouth, will come on the field.

Liao Qiwen's face was flat, holding a Han sword, step by step to the stage, this time he was going to face an opponent of the Kendo Society, named Okuyama Qiyu, the weapon was a stainless steel sword, and he was the most outstanding member of the Kendo Society.

"It looks like it's going to be a tough battle too. Chen Yufeng thought in his heart.

Without further ado, the competition began.

Liao Qiwen rushed towards Aoshan Qiyu with the Han sword in his hand, Aoshan Qiyu pulled the sword out of the scabbard with his right hand, and then blocked Liao Qiwen's Han sword with his backhand.

The sound of weapons clashing is endless, and both sides are basically desperate, and for this kind of fight with basically similar strength, it may take a long time to determine the winner and loser.

Liao Qiwen has a good sword skills, although he can't produce sword qi, but he is already great as an ordinary person. In another collision, Liao Qiwen bounced Aoshan Qiyu with great force, and then stabbed him in the chest with a sword. Now that today's contest has gone in the direction of bloodshed, then I will no longer follow any points to the end.

However, to Liao Qiwen's surprise, Aoshan Qiyu held the sword with a backhand, and actually blocked Liao Qiwen's sword with great force, and then his body rotated and aimed the sword at the Han sword to make a continuous cut.

Phew!

Liao Qiwen was shocked back several steps, and looked at Aoshan Qiyu with some surprise. Aoshan Qiyu also admired Liao Qiwen's ability in his heart, and exclaimed: "Your strength is very strong, no less than me, your ancient martial arts club is indeed the number one martial arts club of Huaxia University!"

Liao Qiwen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your strength is not bad, it seems that it is difficult for us to distinguish the winner from the loser." ”

"Oh, not necessarily. ”

Unexpectedly, Aoshan Qiyu burst out with such a sentence, which made Liao Qiwen frown.

"Looks like you've got the plan to defeat me. Liao Qiwen said.

Okuyama Qiyu sighed lightly and said, "To tell the truth, I am a disciple of the Okuyama School in Japan, and I came to China after an unfortunate incident. Although I have a deep hatred of blood, there is no hope of revenge in this life, and I will use my Okuyama School's tricks to deal with you next!"

"The Okuyama genre?"

The people in the audience, including Liao Qiwen, were all wondering what this mysterious genre was, and only Chen Yufeng and Zilong knew about this Aoshan genre.

"I remember that the Okuyama school is a school that belongs to the Japanese kendo school of thought, and it seems to have been almost destroyed by the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Nitian first-class, and this Okuyama Qiyu's enemy is probably the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Nitian first-class people. Chen Yufeng thought that he was also surprised by the identity of Okuyama Qiyu.

Ao Shan Qiyu didn't pay attention to Liao Qiwen's puzzled expression, and placed the sword in his hand horizontally, posing in a posture of preparing to draw the knife, his eyes became sharp in an instant, as if he was just an eagle ready to wait.

"Not good!"

Liao Qiwen secretly shouted badly, and hurriedly used the Han Sword to defend. It's a pity that it's late, and Okuyama's move has already been prepared.

"Although my qualifications are mediocre and I can't comprehend the essence of the sword of my Okuyama school, it's more than enough to defeat you, take the move!"

Aoshan Qiyu snorted, and the Taidao in his hand slashed out a half-crescent-shaped sword qi in an instant, and this momentum alone was enough to make ordinary people tremble.

"Drink...... Ahh

Liao Qiwen couldn't avoid it, poured the strength of his whole body into the Han sword, and then slammed down at this half-crescent-shaped sword qi.

"Bang!"

Before anyone could react, there was a small explosion in the ring. Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect a fight to be to such an extent!

"Ahem!"

The smoke dissipated, Liao Qiwen half-knelt on the ground, there was blood left at the corners of his mouth and on the ground, the Han sword in his hand was also damaged, and there were cracks in the sword body, but fortunately, he blocked it!

"This ...... How is this possible? You actually blocked it!" The pale Ao Shan Qiyu looked shocked, he really couldn't imagine that Liao Qiwen would be able to block his own trick, which was a huge blow to him.

"Am I hopeless for revenge in my life?" Okuyama Qiyu couldn't help but sigh.

Although Aoshan Qiyu has hole cards, Liao Qiwen also has good strength, and it is reasonable to be able to block it, but in this case, the two are likely to end in a tie. Chen Yufeng in the audience sighed.

"Whew, whew!"

Liao Qiwen gasped, although Aoshan Qiyu's move was strong, he used all his strength to block it, and he couldn't be defeated no matter what, at least he had to pull Aoshan Qiyu down!

"Damn it!"

Aoshan Qiyu roared and rushed towards Liao Qiwen, this trick was very reluctant to use it once, so it was better to take Liao Qiwen first when he was seriously injured.

"Dang!"

Liao Qiwen first used the Han sword to block Aoshan Qiyu's sword, then leaned back, stretched out his right leg, and kicked Aoshan Qiyu's jaw fiercely.

The violent collision almost didn't make Okuyama Qiyu faint, and before he could react, Liao Qiwen had already deceived him, and the Han sword in his hand stabbed him in the chest with unmistakable accuracy, and then a roundabout kick hit his wound.

"Ahh

Aoshan Qiyu screamed, and the whole person flew out and hit the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, looking a little miserable.

"You're too careless!" Liao Qiwen said lightly.

Okuyama Qiyu gritted his teeth and reluctantly stood up, he admitted his carelessness, and was equally shocked by Liao Qiwen's reflexes, it seems that this battle is not so easy to win.

"How about a tie? If we continue, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties. Liao Qiwen sighed.

Okuyama Qiyu was stunned for a moment, to be honest, with his current severe pain in his chest and the blood gushing out, if he continues to fight hard, the consequences may be worrying, so a draw is the best choice.

"Alas!"

After a psychological struggle, Okuyama lamented, "As you say, let's end in a draw in this fight." ”

As soon as this decision came out, everyone in the audience fell silent, maybe this competition should end in this way, even the president of the kendo club wanted to speak several times, but finally gave up the idea of persuading Okuyama to continue fighting.

Chen Yufeng stretched his waist, so that there was no longer much suspense in the next competition, and the four major clubs were lost!

ps: I haven't updated in a while, and I've been busy lately, so I'm sorry! Happy New Year to everyone!!!!!