Chapter 391: The Real Winner of Armageddon (7)

Zhao Yongqi kept smiling and waited for Choo Sung-hoon to come closer than three meters in front of him. It seems that he already knew that Choo Sung-hoon would not do it without saying a word. Just like his conjecture, the swarthy and strong man in front of him looked at him with very sharp eyes, but he still bowed.

As if he was completing some kind of ritual, it wasn't until after saluting that Choo Sung-hoon took a slight step back.

Zhao Yongqi's eyes changed instantly, because it was the first time he had encountered an opponent who could predict his attack range! Having studied martial arts with the old man since he was a child, he had heard the old man say many times that a real master can not only clearly know where his limit is, but also be able to infer the opponent's attack range without using his hands, just by relying on the opponent's height, weight, etc.!

In the past, he always thought that it was the old man bragging, but now he knew very well that the opponent in front of him was the kind of master in the old man's mouth who could clearly know the scope of his attack!

At the moment when Zhao Yongqi's eyes changed, a light flashed in Qiu Chengxun's eyes, as if he would make a move in the next second. However, he only clenched his fist slightly, and then released it again, still holding his original position.

Although the people watching from the side didn't know what was going on, their intuition told them that the two people in front of them were very, very dangerous now! Even the VJs who were in charge of filming subconsciously stepped back and gave more places to the middle two.

Sighing lightly, Zhao Yongqi knew that his goal of luring his opponent to move first had not been achieved. Choo Sung-hoon is not only very capable, but even his experience is not comparable to that of a big boy.

"Unfortunately, this is not a fighting ring. Qiu Chengxun shook his head slightly, with a look of regret, but Zhao Yongqi in front of him still maintained that smile.

"I think it's great that this isn't the ring, at least I don't have to worry about my life. Zhao Yongqi replied with a smile.

Qiu Chengxun couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and said to Zhao Yongqi: "Let's start, everyone is impatient to wait." ”

"Good!"

It's just a word, a simple and clean word, but it is like a signal, and in an instant, at a speed that is almost difficult for others to capture with the naked eye, the two figures are mixed together.

"I'll go!" the director couldn't help but curse, "The high-speed camera, you must catch it!"

VJ, who was in charge of the large desktop high-speed camera, could only nod with a bitter face, although the camera could clearly catch the two people, but his movements still couldn't keep up, and he hadn't been captured for at least half of the time just now. Luckily, there are three similar devices in this hall.

When everyone was able to focus on the two again, Qiu Chengxun's right hand grabbed Zhao Yongqi's left wrist, and Zhao Yongqi's right hand grabbed Qiu Chengxun's left wrist, and the two wrestled together like a bullfight.

"It's really exciting. Zhao Yongqi's eyes lit up like a flame, "It's the first time I've met someone who can predict my movements! Brother Chengxun is really amazing!"

"You are the same!" Qiu Chengxun's words were few, but the power in his hands was not weak at all, and it could even be said that if he just felt the strength, Zhao Yongqi had a feeling of being suppressed.

It's a very painful thing to compete with each other for wrist strength, not only to suppress the opponent, but also to keep the other side from being counter-suppressed. Obviously, Choo Sung-hoon and Cho Yong-qi are not patient people, and almost the moment they understood that it was difficult to really suppress their opponents, they both let go of their hands at the same time, and they each took half a step back without any words.

The initial temptation has passed, and now the real battle begins!

Zhao Yongqi's right fist swung up suddenly, as if he was really preparing to attack, and slammed into Choo Sung-hoon's cheek with a standard right hook stance. The latter did not panic at all, rubbed his cheek with the palm of his right hand, pushed slightly to the left, and avoided Zhao Yongqi's attack with the help of force.

In fact, Zhao Yongqi didn't think about really fighting at all, his purpose was just to pass his arm through the side of Qiu Chengxun's face, if he could make the other party frightened, then he would have a chance to reach behind his back. It's a pity that Qiu Chengxun's experience is too rich, even if it is the first time to grab a famous brand, but protecting his body is simply an instinctive reaction.

Once it didn't work, Zhao Yongqi immediately withdrew his fist, and this time it was changed to a left and right chain of punches, just like in a fight, punch after punch kept hitting Qiu Chengxun's head. And Choo Sung-hoon seems to have fallen into a passive defense, just using a blocking posture, coupled with the swing of his body, to dodge the opponent's attacks in a row.

Everyone at the scene of "......" was completely stunned, and no one could say half a word at all. Except for the sound of no real hits, the two people in front of them were fighting each other as if they were dying.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, when these two words came into his ears, Zhao Yongqi only felt a flower in front of him, Qiu Chengxun's big palm, and his five fingers opened and hit Zhao Yongqi's face directly with his palm. It's a push palm often used in martial arts, not to attack, but to block the opponent's view and prepare for the thunderous blow that follows.

Qiu Chengxun's palm pushing speed was extremely fast, and when he was about to hit Zhao Yongqi, suddenly his expression changed, and without thinking about it, he jumped back a step. However, this time, the big boy in front of him was faster than him, only to hear a soft sound from the rubber shoes and the marble floor, and the big boy rushed into Qiu Chengxun's arms like a cheetah.

At this moment, Qiu Chengxun also knew that he had been tricked. The opponent in front of him obviously has stronger explosiveness, but he has been holding back, until he thought he had adapted to his speed and was about to launch a counterattack, but the big boy pounced into his arms at a speed twice as fast as usual, and his ape arms were stretched out, as if he was hugging, and Qiu Chengxun, who had no time to retreat in the future, was held in his arms.

The hands that reached behind their backs were already pinched on the name tag, and they could be torn off with a slight force.

Feeling the palm behind him, Qiu Chengxun's eyes were stunned, and then a little lonely color appeared, and finally, the tense muscles all over his body were completely relaxed.

Zhao Yongqi didn't say anything triumphant, just nodded slightly at Qiu Chengxun who was close in front of him, and then used his hands to tear off the name brand completely.

"I remember that there is a famous saying in China: The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the blue is better than the blue. Qiu Chengxun, who had regained his freedom, smiled and patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder, "You are really good, I really hope I met you ten years ago, like that......"

"Actually, I'm just taking advantage of the little cleverness. Zhao Yongqi smiled and said honestly: "If I do it again, Brother Chengxun knows my speed, it will not be so easy." In terms of experience, it's really not an opponent!"

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