First Battle!

The opponent was played by Qi Zhengcheng.

On the side of the martial arts community, Leng Ruoxi naturally responded to the battle.

The two stood facing each other.

Leng Ruoxi stepped forward with his left foot in a lunge, his left hand was placed in front of his chest, and his right hand was clenched into a fist and placed at his waist. As soon as her posture came out, the momentum of the whole person became different, like a full bow, which could burst out with a fatal blow in an instant.

Qin Yang in the audience also stared at her with interest.

He remembered hearing an old man say that there are two kinds of Chinese martial arts. One is dance, and the other is national!

Dancing is used for performance and physical fitness.

National art is a killing technique!

Looking at the momentum emanating from Leng Ruoxi's body, the murderous aura lingered, and the cold glow in his eyes was like a sword, and at a glance, he knew that it was not a showmanship, but an authentic national art.

"I don't know which of her boxing skills is better or worse than my Wing Chun. ”

Qin Yang muttered to himself.

Although his words were very light, they were unfortunately heard by Tong Lele next to him.

She glanced at Qin Yang with a strange gaze, and secretly complained: "It looks like a toothpick, and it can also be Wing Chun?" Ruoxi will poke you to death with a little thumb. ”

But looking at it, she suddenly felt that this boy was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Tong Lele tilted his head and thought hard.

on the field.

Qi Zhengcheng also posed, looked at the heroic girl in front of him with burning eyes, and grinned: "Ruoxi, I was defeated in your hands last time, and I have nothing to say." But this time, it wasn't so easy for me to win. ”

"Ten tricks are enough to deal with you!"

The corners of Leng Ruoxi's lips drew a touch of disdain.

Qi Zhengcheng's face twitched, and he said coldly: "Hmph, I want to see how you can defeat me within ten moves! The rules are still the same, whoever falls to the ground first will lose!"

"Good!"

As soon as Leng Ruoxi's word "good" fell, his body suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the other party. With a kick of his right foot, he rushed in front of Qi Zhengcheng, and the right fist placed on his waist slammed out, hitting the opponent's chin.

Momentum like a rainbow!

Qin Yang in the audience secretly smacked his tongue.

This speed, this explosive power, I believe that if it is an ordinary person, he will not even have a chance to react, and he will be blown out by Leng Ruoxi's punch.

However, Qi Zhengcheng's face was not shocked, looking at the oncoming fist, his body retreated slightly, and gently avoided the trajectory of this punch.

Leng Ruoxi was a little surprised when he saw that the punch missed, and secretly thought: "It's strange, this guy's strength has improved a lot compared to last time, could it be that he was hiding his strength last time." ”

I was surprised, but my feet didn't stop.

Leng Ruoxi followed with broken steps, chasing Qi Zhengcheng with both fists and attacking continuously, and kicking and attacking from time to time.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Back and forth for five or six rounds, Leng Ruoxi was always attacking, and Qi Zhengcheng just used his hands to block her every attack, tricky punches, and fierce whip legs.

"This girl doesn't use all traditional Chinese arts. ”

The Korean, who had been kneeling on the sidelines, had a smile on his lips and said in stiff Chinese.

The flat-headed man with a black belt next to him nodded: "That's right, judging from her punching moves, it is obviously a combination of traditional Chinese martial arts and modern fighting, so although it saves effort, the power is greatly reduced." ”

"Can you beat her?" asked the Korean man.

The flat-headed man was stunned, looked carefully at Leng Ruoxi, who was fighting fiercely in the field, hesitated, and his tone was not very sure: "Maybe, after all, she hasn't shown her true strength yet." ”

The Korean man smiled, undeniable.

"Senior Brother Jin...... A little bit sure of winning her. The flat-headed man asked tentatively.

"How many points?" Jin Youyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed: "Three moves at most!"

Three moves!

The flat-headed man's eyes shrank, and his brows furrowed subconsciously.

"If I'm not mistaken, the boxing method she uses is the relatively unpopular 'Three Regret Fist' in Huaxia Guoshu. ”

"Three Confessions?"

The flat-headed man searched in his mind for a long time, but still couldn't find any information about this boxing technique.

Jin Youyuan said slowly: "The most basic requirement for any kind of boxing in the world is to be decisive in punching. If a person hesitates, he will definitely fall behind. However, the 'Three Regrets Fist' is an anomaly, which requires the martial artist to hesitate before throwing a punch and hesitate after throwing a punch. In short, it is a word of 'repentance'. ”

"And this kind of punch?" the flat-headed man's eyes widened.

Jin Youyuan's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, and he said softly: "I can't tell you the specific mystery, but there was a 'Three Regrets Boxing' Chinese master back then, who had defeated many top masters in our country, including my father." ”

"What? Senior Jin also lost?" the flat-headed man showed an incredulous expression.

Jin Youyuan nodded helplessly: "That's why my father will not be out for three years, specializing in studying the weaknesses of the 'Three Regret Fist'." Under the influence of my father's eyes, I also have a deep understanding of the 'Three Regrets Fist', and at the same time have mastered a lot of skills to deal with this kind of boxing. ”

"Oh, it looks like today's contest is a sure win. The flat-headed man smiled.

"It's not a fun match for me, you should be able to beat her with your strength. Jin Youyuan looked at Leng Ruoxi on the field and said indifferently: "Although this girl can 'Three Regrets Boxing', she is not proficient, otherwise she would not be mixed with modern fighting techniques." ”

The flat-headed man nodded and stopped talking.

The battle on the field has come to an end.

Under Leng Ruoxi's continuous fierce attacks, Qi Zhengcheng was also a little powerless, and he was almost put to the ground several times.

"Hey!"

With a low shout, Leng Ruoxi's footsteps were flexible, his body flashed, and then he carried Qi Zhengcheng's chest with his shoulder and elbow. Without waiting for Qi Zhengcheng to react, she made another uppercut and smashed directly into his chin.

Thump!

Qi Zhengcheng snorted, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Take!"

Leng Ruoxi Ying's lips opened slightly, exhaled lightly, looked at Qi Zhengcheng who was in pain on the ground, and saluted with fists.

"You ......"

Qi Zhengcheng's face was hot.

I thought that I had injected that mysterious potion and would fight with Leng Ruoxi for a while, but I didn't expect the other party to put himself down with only seven moves, it's too embarrassing!

"Zhengcheng, you are not her opponent, you lost this game, go down. ”

Kim Woo-won said.

Qi Zhengcheng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly withdrew from the venue.

"Miss Ruoxi, do you need to rest for a while before the second one. Jin Youyuan looked at Leng Ruoxi, his eyes floating.

"No!"

Leng Ruoxi stood proudly like a cold plum, and said coldly: "In the second game, which of the two of you will play!"

The flat-headed man was just about to get up, but Jin Youyuan next to him suddenly stretched out his hand to block him, and his tone was full of playfulness: "The other party's battle is booming, you may suffer, I'll do this game." ”

Under the surprised gazes of the flat-headed man and Qi Zhengcheng, Jin Youyuan slowly got up and walked to the middle of the venue.