He Peng and the others thought that Su Chen's defeat was imminent, but some people had different opinions.

Shen Yue stared at the screen for a while, her anxious mood suddenly calmed down, and she sat on a chair and watched the two fight, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Team leader, Su Chen is dying, are we going to drive over? If he is injured, he can give first aid. ”

"No need!" Shen Yue said with a determined smile: "Apple, you only saw that Su Chen was forced to defend, and he failed to counterattack, and he could be defeated at any time, but have you thought about his previous career?"

"Wasn't the previous profession a sparring partner? Oh, by the way, he was a 'full-defense sparring partner', and he was not allowed to fight back against fighters in the first place, just like the current form, this doesn't mean that the current fight has entered his rhythm. ”

Apple's mind was sober and reacted quickly, she patted her small chest, and said happily:

"It's okay, it's okay, so Su Chen will win? It's good if he wins, if he is injured and killed, team leader, you still have to die of distress?"

"That's it...... No, what do you mean that I will be distressed to death?apples, your skin is itchy, come on, I'll help you scratch it" Shen Yue gestured and stretched out his two fingers.

Apple hurriedly begged for mercy and changed the topic: "Team leader, look, Tan Song has been staring at Su Chen's vital attack, it's so dangerous, what if Su Chen doesn't block it?"

Tan Song's body on the screen is tumbling and rolling, his legs are like whips and guns, and he is much more dexterous than ordinary people's hands.

He kicked all the way to the point where the alley was splashed with gravel and smoke billowed with smoke.

Although Apple was convinced of Shen Yue's judgment, it couldn't help but worry.

"There's a saying in football that 'offense wins the crowd, defense wins the championship'. This is very reasonable, and Tan Song is just playing better. ”

Shen Yue said disdainfully, she looked down on such a brainless fight and attacked to the end, she didn't pay attention to how the opponent reacted, and she was blindly fierce, so she was not afraid that she would have no strength?

She pulled back a strand of hair from her sideburns, and continued: "In the national arts, the 'whole strength' learns how to exert force efficiently, and the 'bright strength' is strong, and only when it reaches the 'dark energy' can it be extremely soft and strong. No matter how exquisite Tan Song's leg technique is, he can't hide that his cultivation is just 'Ming Jin', and after attacking for so long, he must be very tired. ”

Shen Yue said softly, and before the words fell, she saw the beads of sweat on Tan Song's forehead rolling down on the screen, and the sound of wheezing was faintly audible.

The Eye of Heaven is not just a voyeuristic artifact, but the sound can also be collected clearly, and the battle between the two is like a vision.

Apple saw that the next battle situation would develop as Shen Yue said, and it was a little more confident that Su Chen would be able to achieve victory.

Shen Yue admired Su Chen's tactics a lot, and she was fascinated by it, and her eyebrows were bright.

On that day, she played chess and planted a seedling, but there were signs of growing into a towering tree, how could she not be proud.

Su Chen, just as Shen Yue imagined, was like grass in the wind under Tan Song's fierce attack, and the more he was frustrated, the more courageous he became.

The boxing techniques learned these days were pressed by Tan Song's leg method, twisted into a rope in his mind, and there were signs of integration.

Actual combat is indeed the best medicine to improve cultivation.

Especially the battle of life and death.

Tan Song's undisguised murderous intent is coming, and his moves are directed at the vital point, which is indeed extremely dangerous.

At the beginning, Su Chen was still in a hurry, was kicked twice, and suffered a little injury.

After a dozen moves, he felt a burst of relief.

No matter how delicate the opponent's legs are, they can't penetrate the three-inch defensive circle in front of them.

After the chip scanned and cracked all the Tan Song Twelve Roads, the battle changed radically.

On the surface, Su Chen is still on the defensive, but he already has the bottom in his heart and has the winning ticket in his hands.

Without thinking, Su Chen's boxing method is more harmonious.

The Wing Chun method was separated from the Twelve-Way Tan Leg Method learned at the beginning and fused together.

Gradually, he no longer paid attention to which fist he used when he shot, but only used the most comfortable method to shoot.

After the two sets of boxing techniques complemented each other, he felt that his thinking was suddenly cheerful, and he peeked into another world of boxing.

He was refreshed in his heart, let out a long howl in the suppression, and fought back blatantly.

"Snap" opened the vicious leg that swept towards the temple twice, the posture of the stubborn changed, and the front point of the right foot, the sound of "brushing" and breaking the wind sounded.

Su Chen suddenly raised his legs and kicked away Tan Song's attack like a whip. Like the heavenly river upside down, reverse splitting and hanging, from bottom to top, the toes are like knives, and the chin of Tan Song is directly kicked.

"Punch with both hands, drill into the sky with one leg!"

Tan Song saw that his familiar leg method was used by the enemy, and he was horrified, and hurriedly retreated.

Su Chen didn't recycle his single leg, like a lotus leaf blown by the wind, swaying from side to side, kicking out a leg shadow, and gently and skillfully landed on Tan Song's right leg that was retracting his leg and defending.

With a "click", he kicked Tan Song's knees, and then bounced up with his strength, rising three feet high like a small bird, changing his legs like arrows, and straightening his toes.

"Whew!"

Su Chen pointed on the tip of his toe at the dantian of Tansong's lower abdomen, turned around and bounced back, landing silently.

Tan Song's knee was crushed by a kick, and before he could scream, he felt a numb in his lower abdomen, and his body flew up and fell into the corner.

His face was pale and gray, "Wow Wow" spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, struggled to get up, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Impossible, how can you Tan Legs?"

When Su Chen counterattacked, he used the "one whip method" to take advantage, the 'wind swinging lotus leaf' broke his knee, the 'magpie Dengmei' broke his dantian, and the twelve-way Tan leg was used more smoothly than Tan Song's descendant disciple, which was ridiculous.

Tan Song would be strange, just because he didn't know Su Chen's experience of learning boxing, if he was Shen Yue, he would take it for granted, and he would have been shocked a long time ago.

He has only been learning Wing Chun for less than ten days.

Su Chen looked at Tan Song's ghost-like expression, smiled and said, "Thank you for your on-the-spot teaching." Your leg skills are really good, and you are a good teacher. If you hadn't been in a hurry, I wouldn't have learned so quickly. ”

Whether Tan Song believes it or not, he himself believes it anyway.

The twelve-way Tan leg was kicked back and forth several times by Tan Song, and the subtleties and the method of luck and force were all vividly displayed.

Su Chen has the 'artifact' to learn in his hand, and he also has unique insights into boxing, and his mind is not stupid, and it is reasonable to learn Tan Leg.

Therefore, he thanked Tan Song on the spot and sincerely.

Whether it is friend or foe, whether it is a killer or not, it should be thanked or thanked, this is called martial arts, and it is also called the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Besides, if it weren't for the sake of learning this exquisite leg technique, he and Tan Song would be in the same 'Ming Jin' period, even if he fell behind, he would not let the opponent attack sixty-seven legs in a row without counterattacking a move.

That doesn't make sense.

"If you want to waste my kung fu and break my legs, don't blame me for being ruthless, besides, I was merciful and left a leg for you to walk. Tell me, who is so enmity with me? Please come and trouble me. Su Chen asked coldly.

"I don't ......"

"Don't say you don't know, don't let me find a reason to break your other leg. ”

Tan Song is just a thug at best, and the instigator behind him is the most important, there have already been two attacks on him in this place, last time he was a gangster, and this time he is a master.

If he didn't dig out the poisonous snake behind him, Su Chen's heart was unstable.

"Don't, I've said it all, the person who wants to deal with you is He Peng, the second young master of the 'Wanhua Group'. He saw that you lost money and lost face in the boxing match with 'Iron Wolf', and he held a grudge, so he paid me to deal with you and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. ”

Tan Song was scared, and he didn't take a breath, so he sold He Peng to the bottom, until He Peng, who was hiding on the side, was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

Tan Song also figured out that he had been wasted and had a broken leg, but at least he could take care of himself.

If both legs are disabled, then it is really disabled. Lying down every day is simply not a human life.

Therefore, he can only take care of himself first, and the dead friends will not die in the poor way.

"Deact, He Peng has made me so miserable, it's best to let this kid come to the door and cripple him. ”

The resentment in Tan Song's eyes with his head lowered had turned into substance.

Su Chen was stunned, then why did He Ershao want to find someone to abolish himself, it turned out to be this reason.

lost money and lost face in a boxing match, and blamed the boxer who won, this person is really Taiji.

Since Tan Song had already explained to the instigator behind him, Su Chen didn't care about himself and didn't step on his other leg.

He patted the dust off his body, turned out of the alley, and headed towards the park.

He Peng walked into the alley with a gloomy face, and watched Tan Song lying on the ground struggling for his life, without saying a word.

"He Ershao, send me to the hospital quickly, early rescue may heal my leg. ”

He Peng didn't move, just snorted coldly: "Tan Song, you waste, you can't beat the sparring boy who has just learned boxing, isn't this a shame for your master? Also, why did you hand me over just now, what if he came to trouble me?"

Seeing Tan Song's tragic situation, He Peng was also a little afraid.

From Su Chen's shot, it can be seen that he is by no means a soft-hearted person, since he knows that he is doing ghosts in the back, he will come to the door sooner or later.

Tan Song's face turned red all of a sudden, and he said angrily: "It's all your fault, and you also say that he is a beginner, who are you fooling? Have you ever seen such a powerful beginner? Not only has he practiced Wing Chun for more than ten years, but he can even Tan Leg." ”

"If I don't tell you, do you want him to kick my other leg?"

It's no wonder that Tan Song was angry, he was originally good in the 'heaven and earth', but he promised to come to Su Chen for trouble, but he ended up pitting himself.

"Hurry up and send me to the hospital, my master will come to Haicheng soon, and I will ask him to help me take revenge, and by the way, I can also help you out of a bad breath." ”

He Peng's heart moved, and his face changed.

"Is your master, Old Man Tan Sanhuai, coming? He's a Sect Master, and he's very powerful. If he knew that his apprentice was beaten to death by Su Chen, he would be furious!"

Turning his mind, He Peng's face regained a smile, he reached out to help Tan Song, and while talking, he took out a small dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into Tan Song's left chest.