"What?" Yu Qingcheng glanced up at the rostrum, and found that Wen Moyun had a sinister smile on his face. The dark match www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion is not a black boxing, the black boxing is the living side as the winner, but the victory or defeat of the dark match is not determined by the contestants themselves. Qin Yi is a person on the dock in the end, and he must not be very suitable for this kind of dark competition, so he retreated to Chen Guangguang's side with some shame, and lowered his head: "Master, I ......"

"You're playing well, sit down. Chen Guangguang just smiled. To be honest, he doesn't have any nostalgia for this association now, he is very open-minded, and what he wants to do now is simply to teach these Koreans a lesson.

"Both sides enter!" As another bell rang on the rostrum, a female player stood up in the South Korean contestant area. This female player is a black man, quite big, Chen Yaoxiang saw this, and also stood up, which surprised many people who knew her: "Chen Yaoxiang, can she go on stage to fight?" Yu Qingcheng originally wanted to stand in the way, but he also knew that Chen Yaoxiang was also an arrogant person, so he didn't say anything.

Soon, Chen Yaoxiang and the black man scuffled together, but Yu Qingcheng couldn't help frowning: "This person is practicing judo." ”

Chen Yaoxiang was obviously taken aback, although her Tai Chi skills were profound, but after a few entanglements, she was grabbed by the other party! As a result, the two quickly became torn and twisted, Chen Yaoxiang's actual combat experience was not very rich, and she obviously couldn't adapt to this style of play, so the two didn't take advantage of a few rounds of scuffling.

Qin Yi sat beside Yu Qingcheng and said, "These taekwondo players are indeed not the kind of people who simply train, but are dug into their clubs from various arenas. My senior sister and I will help you explore the path first, and the rest will be left to you. Qin Yi said, exhaling slightly, obviously very unconvinced by the punishment just now.

"I see. The dark match is not as gentle as the Ming match, but it is also not completely free of rules like the black boxing, I have participated in the Ming match, and I have also played the black boxing, but this kind of dark match has not participated. Thank you Qin Yi, I'll leave the rest to me. Yu Qingcheng glanced at Chen Yaoxiang, who was already out of breath, and then looked at the rostrum, and sure enough, the referee stopped the game for the second time after discussion.

The South Korean team members complained that Chen Yaoxiang wore shoes, which affected the opponent's performance! ”

"What?" Chen Yaoxiang was stunned for a moment, although this game was hard, she had already begun to win. And Yu Chengcheng finally stood up at this time, smiled at Chen Yaoxiang on the sidelines and nodded: "Senior Sister Yaoxiang, you have behaved very well, come down and rest." The rest of the game was up to me. ”

Yu Chengcheng was always so unhurried, which made Chen Yaoxiang's mood calm down quickly. After Yu Qingcheng waited for Chen Yaoxiang to come down, he turned back to Wen Moyun on the rostrum and said, "Judge, can you give me a few minutes to change my clothes? I don't want any more disputes over the issue of dress." ”

"Yes. The judges also knew that the road that could be played was almost there, and they readily agreed to Yu Chengcheng's proposal.

A few minutes later, Yu Tingcheng returned to the venue, which immediately surprised Chen Yaoxiang and them: because Yu Tingcheng actually changed into a set of taekwondo uniforms! I have to say that Yu Tingcheng really has a bit of heroic artistic conception when he wears this uniform, although it is only a white belt, but in terms of bearing, it has the meaning of comparing those Koreans.

"What does she mean by that?" the Koreans all looked displeased, "Is the uniform anyone can wear?"

Finally, a blonde and blue-eyed white man in the queue stood up, which also made everyone's eyes shine: this white man was tall and majestic, although not as exaggerated as the two Russians, but he was also more than 190 centimeters tall, with long yellow hairs on his arms, and he looked unusually terrifying. With a sneer on his face, the white man slowly walked into the middle of the ring and set up a boxing rack.

"They're so shameless to have boxers? Chen Yaoxiang pressed the nail that was scratched just now, and she was very unwilling.

Wen Moyun and the others looked at Yu Qingcheng standing in front of this white man with an expression of watching a good show. "Hmph, no matter how good your kung fu is, can you win against such a big Westerner? ”

But Yu Tingcheng also set up a boxing rack, and actually approached this white man in a hurry! When she approached, everyone had a feeling of surprise, and the white man was even more so, and he subconsciously punched Yu Tingcheng in the cheek. This shot made Chen Yaoxiang, who was watching the battle, all of them feel a wild beat in their hearts, but Yu Qingcheng just deviated his body very naturally, and actually made a mistake.

"It's so fast...... No, that's accurate!"

At this time, everyone has such a feeling in their hearts, so accurate!

This word is generally only used to describe offense, not defense, but Yu Chengcheng's partiality can only be described as "accurate" at this time. This feeling shocked the Western boxer, but it was too late for him to react.

Boom!

Seeing Yu Chengcheng punch him straight, he slammed into his face! This tall boxer was actually knocked two or three meters away by this punch, and fell to the ground with a bang, half of his face was seriously deformed, and he lost consciousness. Hearing Moyun, they almost jumped up, and even Naoya Okawa, who had been napping half-asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold expression showed a burst of excitement.

"Master!"

At this time, those Koreans on the sidelines have not really come back to their senses. Two people with such a big difference in physique, Yu Tingcheng actually killed the opponent in an instant with just one blow, and they wondered if they hadn't woken up yet? As the medical staff carried the white man off the field on a stretcher, Yu Tingcheng's words made them suddenly wake up: "Next." ”

The only ones who weren't surprised at this time were the two Russians sitting on the sidelines. Yu Qingcheng's kung fu has now been practiced to the realm of arbitrary size, rigidity and softness, and he can fight hard with people like them. In comparison, the white man's model is much worse.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that China really has kung fu players now. At this time, Park Tae-so, who was sitting in the middle of the Koreans, let out a hearty laugh and actually spoke a string of Chinese, and the words were round. "I just heard Li Hanzhejun say you, your name is Yu Qingcheng, the double-flower red stick in Chinese mainland? Sure enough, it is worthy of its name, but after coming to Taiwan in the next special trip, I want to appreciate the stick method in Chinese kung fu, I don't know if Master Yu can appreciate the face?"

After he finished speaking, a tall, dark and thin man stood up, and after a while, the waiter behind him took a wooden stick and put it in his hand.

This stick, only about a meter long, is spotted all over its body, like a poisonous snake that has stiffened. Yu Qingcheng looked at this man who was obviously of the Nanyang race, and blurted out almost without thinking: "Philippine wand?"

"Insightful, indeed a Philippine wand. Park Tae-so smiled slightly, "Since Master Yu is known as the double-flower red stick, I don't know how the stick technique is, can he fight?" After he finished speaking, the Koreans behind him all showed sarcastic expressions, but Wen Moyun on the rostrum couldn't help but wrinkle their eyes.

Naoya Okawa, a Japanese teenager, couldn't help but snort: "Looking for death." ”

"Of course. Yu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing and stretched out his hand. The waiter also took the same short stick and put it in her hand, Yu Qingcheng checked it, nodded and said: "This is the core of the oak tree, it is hard when it is just hit, and soft when it is struck, and it is all up to the feeling of killing or injury! I didn't expect that your community would have such a good weapon." President Park, if I win this game, can you give me this wand?"

"This ......" Park Tae-so looked at Yu Allure's posture, and suddenly felt that he had missed a beat.

"What's so difficult about this, it's just a weapon. ”

The Filipino had always had a hidden expression, and after the game began, he tied up a stick and slowly approached Yu Chengcheng.

Yu Tingcheng still had an indifferent smile on his face, until the Filipino suddenly pulled out a stick, but Yu Tingcheng just raised his stick lightly to block it. Unexpectedly, this Filipino felt as if he had hit a big stone pier, and his whole hand and arm were in sharp pain! With a wild scream, he stabbed Yu Chengcheng in the throat with a stick, but Yu Tingcheng still blocked it so lightly, and this Filipino was shocked to the ground!

"Ahh

Before he could get up, Yu Qingcheng's stick head was already against his eyebrows.

This stick is like a stroke of genius, and it can't be spoken!

"How is it possible to have such a powerful stick technique?" Park Tae-so was finally moved, stood up from the ground, and stared straight at Yu Qingcheng. He is also a master craftsman who has studied combat weapons, and Park Tae-so knows how powerful the Philippine short stick is, and it can be said that if this student competes with him alone, Park Tae-so is not sure to defeat him! But this Filipino is no different from a baby in front of Yu Qingcheng.

Park Tae-so didn't know what kind of stick technique this was.

"Stop, take, pierce! What kind of stick technique is this, this is the Liuhe big gun! This group of Korean stupid pigs ......" On the rostrum, Naoya Okawa actually stood up, and did not pay any attention to the situation in the arena, but left the court first towards the back door! However, before leaving, he glanced back at Yu Tingcheng, his eyes were full of vigorous fighting intent; Yu Tingcheng also seemed to feel the other party's fighting intent, and a sense of heroism also surged in his chest.

"This Japanese teenager is the master of this exchange meeting. It's a pity that he doesn't look like he's ready to make a move here. ”

Although most of the people who practice martial arts are mixed with black, they are also people with status, not gangsters. Naoya Okawa was present as a judge this time, and it was impossible to rush into the arena to fight with his arms here, which was too inconsistent with his identity.

So Yu Qingcheng retracted his gaze. Still with a flat smile, he looked at Park Tae-so and said, "The current score is two to two." President Park, this wand is now mine, don't you break your word?"

"Very good, Master Yu, I didn't plan to play today. But I didn't come up with such a master as you, I, Park Tae-so, are in this workers' gymnasium today, and I officially propose a competition to you, please give me more advice!" Park Tae-so listened to Yu Qingcheng's words, and suddenly stood up straight, his whole body collapsed, and he instantly revealed the bearing of a master.