Vice President Wang Dejin, Director Li Zhidong and others on the side suddenly showed joy.

They all knew that in this second competition, Luo Yong was defeated, and he lost very badly.

In this case, if Tang Xiaolong can show a gorgeous hand and open everyone's eyes, it can be regarded as an eye-opening opportunity in exchange for defeat, just like being bitten by a ghost, finally knowing what the ghost looks like, it can be regarded as a little gain in misfortune.

At this time, Tang Xiaolong was holding a flying knife, and in full view of everyone, he suddenly did a backflip on the spot, and at the moment when the whole person got up from the ground, there was a whoosh.

A flash of silver.

Snatch!

The fourth throwing knife hit the heart in the middle of the dartboard!

"Damn!

Wang Dejin was excited, and directly burst into foul language.

The knife that Tang Xiaolong shot just now was so fast that no one could see how this knife was shot out.

What's even more astonishing is that there are already three flying knives inserted in the red heart in the middle of the dartboard, and the fourth flying knife can still shoot at the red heart, which is really not just a good head.

"There are still six throwing knives left, right, bring all six throwing knives!"

Tang Xiaolong said this suddenly, and a coach immediately brought a wooden tray.

In the tray, six shiny flying knives were quietly placed.

Although Tang Xiaolong could clearly see the flying knives, at this time, he could only pretend to be blind, stretched out his hands, and the coach handed the two flying knives to Tang Xiaolong's hands.

Tang Xiaolong held a flying knife in his left and right hands, and suddenly turned in place, like a fast-spinning dhara.

Whoosh!

Two snow-bright throwing knives, like lightning, shot at the dartboard.

Take!

These two flying knives did not shoot to the heart in the center, but one to the left and the other to the right, and both shot to the position of the Nine Rings.

Next, Tang Xiaolong took over the remaining four flying knives and walked around the space under his feet like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Suddenly, Tang Xiaolong squatted down, his posture was like a praying mantis catching a cicada, squatting and shooting!

Throwing knives hit 8 rings!

Tang Xiaolong took off in the air again, jumped high and shot a knife.

Hit 8 rings again!

Suddenly, Tang Xiaolong seemed to be drunk, his steps were vain, and with the drunken coquettish body of a concubine, he faced the dartboard fifteen meters away, raised his wrist, and shot out again.

7 rings!

In this last knife, Tang Xiaolong made a big bend, stuck in the willow diagonally, turned his back to the dartboard, and shot this knife with the body of the iron plate bridge, while leaning back on the upper side!

Or 7 rings!

Tang Xiaolong's way of shooting these knives is really too coquettish, much more coquettish than the posture of the crow shooting and killing the little stutterer on the sofa in "The Crazy Boy Covers the Sky with One Hand".

Ten throwing knives were shot.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

The scene was lonely, silent, and the needles could be heard.

Tang Xiaolong stretched his hand to the back of his head, and was about to untie the strip of black cloth by himself, when suddenly, a pair of cold, greasy, and very silky little hands covered Tang Xiaolong's hands.

Tang Xiaolong's heart trembled, it was Huang Fei's sister's jade hand!

"Xiaolong, I'll help you out. ”

Huang Fei stood close behind Tang Xiaolong, her snow-white jade hands, untying the black cloth strips, but her mouth was close to Tang Xiaolong's ear.

"Xiaolong, your performance just now is really ...... It's so coquettish. Huang Fei whispered, her tone could not hide her excitement.

Huang Fei has always demanded herself by ladylike standards, so she generally never says words that are not very elegant like "coquettish".

But right now, she felt that in addition to being coquettish, there was really no more suitable word for Tang Xiaolong, and if she thought of another one, it should be Sao Bao.

"Girl, I'm so coquettish, dancing on the tip of a knife, do you know what I'm trying to do?"

While the black cloth strip was untied, Tang Xiaolong asked with a smile.

"What are you trying to do? Aren't you just trying to be in the limelight and want to be a cow?"

Huang Fei's bright beautiful eyes stared at Tang Xiaolong, and her eyes were full of pride for Tang Xiaolong.

"No, being in the limelight, bulls and horses, for me, are all floating clouds. Tang Xiaolong said, "I'm so coquettish, in a word, just to make you smile." ”

As soon as he heard this, a touching flush suddenly appeared on Huang Fei's snow-white face, obviously stimulated by Tang Xiaolong's words, and it was stimulated to the depths of his heart!

"Xiaolong, be serious, you will say such sweet words......"

Huang Fei's face was blushing, and she complained in a low voice, but she felt that the four words "sweet words" came out of her mouth, why was the taste so ambiguous?

It seems that in my heart, I actually like Tang Xiaolong's sweet words?

"Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky! I didn't expect that I, Luo Yong, a sparrow, actually saw Dapeng today!"

Suddenly, Luo Yong on the side looked up to the sky and sighed, "I always thought that my flying knife stunt was the most 6, even if there was someone stronger than me, it should not be much stronger, today I only knew that when it comes to flying knives, I Luo Yong is just a layman......"

"Coach Luo, for our practitioners, victory and defeat are the norm in soldiers, and you don't have to be melancholy. ”

Seeing Luo Yong's complicated expression, Wang Dejin persuaded.

"Principal Wang, tomorrow morning, I will resign. Luo Yong suddenly said, "After resigning, I plan to do a small business, open a restaurant or something, in short, I will not deal with the martial arts school again, and in this life, I will never touch the flying knife again......"

Hearing this, coaches such as Wang Dejin and Li Zhidong were directly confused.

Tang Xiaolong was even more taken aback, he didn't expect that the competition just now had caused such a huge psychological damage to Luo Yong, he was actually going to retire from the rivers and lakes, he was really embarrassed to think about it.

Regarding Luo Yong's psychology at the moment, Tang Xiaolong can completely understand it.

He was the 6th coach in the martial arts school who played with flying knives, but he lost so badly in this competition with himself that he was discouraged, and the faith in his heart collapsed.

Just like some great generals in ancient times, they thought that they were clever and used their soldiers like gods, but after fighting a great defeat in which the whole army was annihilated, they went into the mountains from then on, and did not dare to talk about the word soldiers and horses again throughout their lives.

The flying knife was originally Luo Yong's pride, and it was his capital to mix in the martial arts school, but Tang Xiaolong's coquettish performance made the flying knife a shame for Luo Yong!

"Coach Luo, a person who practices martial arts, should have the courage to face difficulties, instead of retreating from difficulties, it will be too disappointing for you to do this!"

Suddenly, Tang Xiaolong said something leisurely.

"Hehe, the gap between me and you, a master, is like the difference between heaven and earth, this flying knife, what else do I have to do?"

Luo Yong said bitterly, and there were tears of melancholy in his eyes.

(End of chapter)