Chapter 147: Battle Rotation

The sun is just right, and the rematch continues.

Zhen Baobao stepped into the ring, looked at the opponent with a sad face, and smiled slightly.

"Don't be nervous, relax!"

"Fuck your uncle!"

The opponent was also hot-tempered, and scolded Zhen Baobao after listening to it.

"Huh! How can you still curse! It's time to get a good education! ”

After saying a word, Zhen Baobao moved lightly and walked slowly towards this short-tempered opponent.

"Hey!"

The person opposite had a solemn look on his face, raised his hands high, and made a good move.

"Pick up!"

Zhen Baobao shouted, giving the opponent a notice, and it was like electricity.

For a while, the two of them were in a mess, and their limbs crackled with each other under the control of martial arts, showing the fierceness of the battle.

"Have you had enough, end!"

Under the repeated attacks of the opponent, Zhen Baobao was as steady as Mount Tai, responding one by one without hurry, and finally exhaled and said such a sentence. In the face of Zhen Baobao's arrogant performance, the opponent also sneered, and his face was full of ridicule.

"Don't believe me!"

Zhen Baobao blinked, and there was no change in his hand.

The fist turned into a palm, the palm turned into a claw, the claw turned into a finger, the fingers contracted and became a pair of iron fists, in a few seconds, Zhen Baobao had quickly made dozens of moves, and the opponent had been harassed and sweaty, panting.

"Walk you!"

Just when the opponent suddenly neglected a gap, Zhen Baobao had already hit the stele with a palm, hit his waist and eye, and knocked it out violently, smashing it under the ring and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Zhen Baobao, win!"

The victory was like an endless stream of water, surging smoothly, and the Taihe Daoist Hall was out of control, and all the participating disciples won the victory in the second round of the semi-finals.

"Keep up the good work!"

The "old bastard" walked up to everyone drunk, left a sentence and softened, and fell to the ground drunk.

Since the "old bastard" has used a colored internal force, everyone no longer dares to regard him as an unscrupulous bastard teacher, and in the face of him, he no longer has the playful and free and easy in the past, he has become dignified and cautious, and he no longer has the little fun of being happy.

The big guy took the "old bastard" into the lounge with his hands, removed his drunken clothes, covered the futon, and let him sleep deeply.

The final round of the game was also held as scheduled, and everyone was ready for the game, and they were all in high spirits and full of sharpness.

"Let's go!"

Under the referee's order, countless players rushed to the ring, rising to the burning momentum!

On the 158 ring on the left, Senior Brother Xiang glanced at his opponent, and similarly, the opponent also looked at him with bad intentions. And so began the battle.

Senior Brother Xiang took the lead in attacking, splitting his palm and flicking his legs to attack the past, which soon made the opponent have no power to parry, and the last hammer just slapped the opponent's shoulder, directly causing the opponent's painful defeat.

"Awesome!"

This opponent was defeated under the confrontation of strength, but he was also convinced, and nodded at Senior Brother Xiang again and again.

And in Feng'er's ring, everything looks much weirder.

The two people stood opposite each other, neither a verbal contest of ruthless words, nor a fierce physical martial arts fight, just a confrontation, looking at each other with their eyes facing each other!

Soon, the spectators in the stands lost patience, and most of them moved elsewhere to enjoy the most intuitive images of the fierce fight.

"Okay, no idlers bother, you and I can start!"

The person opposite Feng'er was dressed in a short martial arts robe, with a delicate and handsome face covered under the well-behaved small flat head, and the bright light that bloomed in his eyes from time to time was even more numb to the hearts of many young daughters. Even Feng'er, who was facing her, was in a trance, and she actually had a feeling of heartbeat.

"Okay!"

Feng'er had done enough to prepare the most secure defensive moves, and he wanted to test his opponent's strength.

This opponent is also full of cooperation, walking in a serpentine shape to approach Feng'er, and does not make any exaggerated gimmicks, the move is pragmatic and directly bombarded Feng'er's body, and Feng'er also bit her lip tightly, her face full of solemnity.

After a few minutes, the opponent's strength was dissipated, and he quickly withdrew and retreated to his original place, while Feng'er was also relieved, and secretly screamed, "What strength!" ”

"Hey!"

After probing the opponent, Feng'er also attacked decisively, and came to the opponent with an arrow step, Taihe martial arts has a move called Mount Tai Gaiding, which directly hit the opponent's head.

"Good time!"

The hands are upright, and the palms of the two hands make a drag, and there is a hidden force of vortex attraction, which can absorb anything that comes into contact.

Feng'er didn't change the corners of her mouth with a slight smile, and her moves also changed.

The two arms were suspended above the opponent's head, but the wrists trembled, and the whole palm of the hand, the whole arm trembled according to a special rhythm.

"Taihedao, clap Lang's hands!"

Feng'er spit out a sentence, and the opponent's face was also full of different colors, but the move did not change.

The clapping Lang hand touched his palm, and then, the disdainful opponent's face changed greatly, and the pulling force that was originally intended to be used was actually falling apart under the attack of the clapping Lang hand, and it did not play any role, the strength of the clap Lang hand was layered, so that people could not grasp the trick, and the strongest thing about the clapping Lang hand was Lang Yong, and the fluctuations of different rhythms advanced little by little along the attacked palm, and gradually spread to the entire arm, so under a sour feeling, The two arms no longer had the ability to fight, so the opponent immediately made a decision, directly stood up, bumped into Feng'er's attack, and temporarily broke away from Feng'er's battle circle with the help of this power.

"Come again!"

Knowing that the opponent was not capable of fighting at this time, Feng'er naturally couldn't let go of such a good opportunity, and hurriedly rushed in front of him, and slapped a few slaps fiercely, and the opponent was not spared in the flashing and moving, and was hit several times.

"Where to run!"

Feng'er chased after her, and the two of them started the most ridiculous round-around race one after the other, and the few remaining spectators with limited mobility often laughed!

In this way, a few more minutes passed, and the handsome opponent had returned to normal, and confronted Feng'er again.

"Fight it out!"

The two of them followed each other and collided quickly, and in an instant, the moves were played, and the sleeves of their coats whipped the air in the violent movement, making a buzzing sound.

"Wild Bull Opens the Mountain!"

Feng'er's body suddenly half-squatted down, her upper body was slightly tilted to one side, her two arms were spread, and while the opponent was not paying attention, she restrained his waist, and this person had no ability to fight back for the time being. Then Feng'er strained on her feet, straightened her body, and pulled up the opponent's stubbornly rooted legs, and as soon as her strength came out, she threw him out deeply, and the landing point was outside the ring.

"Hey!"

Feng'er still didn't give up and caught up with the opponent who was landing. For! hit another kick, directly moved the opponent out of half a meter, and finally landed heavily on the ground, his face full of bitterness.

"You've won!"

Such a sentence came out from under the pale lips and teeth, and this handsome opponent who had reached a new height closed his eyes, not wanting to see that annoying figure again.

More than half an hour has passed, and most of the game on the field has ended, and only a small number of diehards have delayed the game through legitimate rest rules, which makes opponents very angry, such as Zhen Baobao.

This opponent in the course of the half-hour game, through various pauses, fifteen times in a row, so the angry Zhen Baobao has long had the urge to tear the opponent apart, but although this person is not strong, but it is really slippery, and the escape technique that he is familiar with makes Zhen Baobao unable to start, every time he is happy to think that he can successfully capture, this person slides into a loach, hiding far away, Zhen Baobao has no way to take him, he can only try to control his emotions, and restrain his impulse to release the flame body to burn the opponent to ashes.

"What are you! Let's play! ”

"Hehe, the rules are clearly written, I haven't crossed the slightest. If you can't catch me, it's because your strength is limited! ”

As he spoke, the referee announced the resumption of the game.

"Let's go!"

Zhen Baobao rushed to the opponent with an arrow step, clasped his hands, and the opponent's body shook, rolled over, turned behind Zhen Baobao, and kicked out, but Zhen Baobao had already been on guard, and he was attached to the probe claw, wanting to pick the opponent's ankle.

"Goodbye!"

The opponent kicked his calf, and his body flexibly passed through Zhen Baobao's crotch, and some went around his side.

"You can't catch me!"

Seeing the opponent showing off his teeth and claws, showing off, Zhen Baobao was happy to watch, so he squatted in place and admired it.

"You go on, don't stop!"

Seeing Zhen Baobao's interested posture, this opponent frowned, his face was full of bitterness, pointed at Zhen Baobao, and asked.

"Why aren't you responding?"

"Reaction? Crazy? You're always like this, there are no new tricks, how can I invest in emotions to play with you! ”

Zhen Baobao flattened his mouth and spoke, and the opponent also nodded in thought, and he was negligent at this moment.

"Good chance!"

Seeing the opponent's slippery eyes, Zhen Baobao couldn't hide his joy, and rushed out instantly, and when the opponent found out, Zhen Baobao had already grabbed his neck.

"Your grandma! Run again, play one for Lao Tzu! ”

Seeing Zhen Baobao's eyes full of anger, the opponent's crying and mournful face changed instantly, full of grievances and flattery, and a heart-wrenching attitude.

"The hero is good at kung fu, and he admires it and ...... at the same time"

"Get out!"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zhen Baobao shook him hard and threw him directly out of the ring.

"Hehe, thank you for sparing your life, the green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, we'll meet later,"

"There will be no time in the future, roll the calf for me!"

Zhen Baobao heard the scolding, and was about to jump out of the ring, but the frightened opponent's complexion changed greatly, and he ran away with a big grin, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Is this guy really a person?"

Hearing Zhen Baobao's rhetorical question, the referees around him couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, Zhen Baobao, win!"