People on both sides. collided fiercely, at the position at the staircase, Hu Lai wanted to block Ma Wenquan and his people on the stairs, so that they could not get down. As for Ma Wenquan's people, they want to rush out of the way. Therefore, as soon as the two sides made contact, they screamed continuously.

Although they used wooden knives, it was inevitable that their heads would be broken and their arms would be broken.

After all, the people on Ma Wenquan's side were squeezed on the stairs, and some of them were out of order, as if they had lost the opportunity. However, at this moment, the two archers who did not know when they disappeared suddenly appeared on the left, holding longbows in their hands, brushing a few arrows, and falling towards Hu Lai's side.

Suddenly, a little brother screamed.

Next to the two archers, there were still eight little brothers with wooden knives, their intention was very simple, that is, to protect the safety of these two people, and at the same time, doing the work of the propaganda department: "I was shot in the face by my brother, and I am out!" ”

The person who came over there was angry, and his nose was almost crooked.

However, Hu Lai was not defenseless at all, and the dozen or so little brothers who were blocked behind immediately rushed to the side. They are the ones who were whispered by Hu Lai just now.

Those men were given the order to hide behind them when they were going to fight later, and send them as a reserve force to prevent the Iron Hand from sneaking up.

However, just as they were about to rush to the front of those archers, a scene that made Hu Lai feel collapsed appeared.

The door of the private room next to the archers was suddenly opened, and with the eight younger brothers, they greeted the ten younger brothers. Eighteen people, to eight!

This time, the dozen or so little brothers were depressed. Coupled with the fact that the two archers suddenly turned around and fired a few arrows at them, basically, the dozen or so people were crushed at the touch of a button!

They have been completely shattered by a series of accidents, and the belief in victory in their hearts has been completely shattered!

As soon as they retreated, Hu Lai's subordinates who were blocking the stairs couldn't bear it, and immediately loosened!

"Amitabha! No refund! Hu Lai suddenly roared angrily, his voice roaring, deafening. He suddenly stepped forward and kicked at one of the younger brothers on the stairs.

Okay, they can't do it, but they didn't say it, they can't move their feet!

However, how could Ma Wenquan let him get his wish? "Monk, your opponent is me!" As he spoke, he also jumped out, and with a slight touch on the stairs next to him, the person jumped over the heads of several younger brothers, flew out with one foot, and hit Hu Lai's feet together.

Hu Lai is standing below and attacking upwards is far more powerful than him from top to bottom, so he couldn't help but take a step back, and Ma Wenquan took the opportunity to fall in front of him.

Hu Lai's eyes narrowed: "Haha, Iron Hand, if you fall, I still have hope of winning!" ”

"Not necessarily!"

As soon as the voices of the two fell, their bodies collided again. The two of them are also men, although they clashed, they adhered to their respective promises and never made a move, so they used all their legs. Although Ma Wenquan has been asleep in bed for more than a year, he has been blessed by misfortune, and in that world where there is no time and no fatigue, he is polishing his fists and feet almost all the time.

How fast the thought is, no one can know. So, you can say that Ma Wenquan has been practicing for a year, or you can say that he has been practicing for ten years.

All in all, now his punches and kicks, whether it is speed, power, or angle, have reached a terrifying level, which can be called perfect! Of course, if you want to express this kind of perfection through your body, the current Ma Wenquan is still far behind.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that his body can't get to the point where it becomes one with his mind! Not to mention that the heart is there, the body is there, even if the heart is moving, it is also extremely difficult.

However, because he had practiced the Nameless Mind Method, his body was far more sensitive and intense than before.

There is no routine, his legs follow the most direct, cleanest, and fastest way, constantly bouncing up and falling, and at the same time, his body is constantly fine-tuning to ensure that each of his legs can exert the most powerful strength.

At this moment, Ma Wenquan showed the miracle that belonged to him, could not be inherited, and could not be recreated.

No one can smash themselves into a vegetative state, and they can still retain their independent consciousness, and then, after a year of unremitting training, Ma Wenquan's encounters and experiences are destined to be his achievements, and they will be unique!

Hu Lai grew up in Shaolin, and his soft and hard kung fu is extremely solid. Shaolin has a long fist and a wind-chasing leg! Thirty-six ways chasing the wind leg is not a great stunt, just like Shaolin Changquan, it belongs to the most basic part. However, the more basic it is, the fewer flaws it has! At this time, at the feet of Hu Lai, it is like the wind, and the shape is like its name!

At this time, the two of them are legs back and forth, and their legs are like the wind.

Gradually, the younger brothers on both sides were squeezed to the side. There's no way, don't look at the wooden knives in their hands, but if you want to hit the place where the two are fighting, you will still be unlucky.

One of Hu Lai's subordinates wanted to help, but was kicked out by the monk. One of Ma Wenquan's brothers held a wooden knife and slashed at Hu Lai, but as a result, he was slapped by Ma Wenquan with a straight leg, and his big crotch was almost wasted.

The rest of the little brother still didn't stop.

Huang Yan held a wooden knife in his hand, slashing left and right, and his bravery was no less subtle than his archery skills! For a time, four or five younger brothers were chopped to the ground by him. However, the rest of the people don't have the strength of him. Under the momentum of the heart, some of the younger brothers were pressed and beaten, and then, after being stabbed, they fell to the ground in despair.

However, more of it is to kill the red eye. The wooden swords of both sides were restrained and controlled at first, but when they got to the back, they beckoned to each other's chest, abdomen, throat, eyes and other vital places, and there was a great posture of putting the other party to death and then hurrying.

Outside, Mo Blob said anxiously: "Boss, they seem to be really here, do you want to stop them?" ”

Li Jianbai stared at the screen with one eye, but looked at Han Yu with one eye full of anxiety. After all, these are his subordinates, and before this revenge has been avenged, he will first kill dozens of people, which he can't accept no matter what. Xiao Yan and the others also glanced at him, obviously, they were all nervous.

Han Yu stared at the screen quietly with his eyes, and casually put a small tomato into his mouth, the sweet and sour taste was intoxicating: "Tie Shou and Hu Lai are about to divide the winner and loser, don't worry, there won't be any big problems!" ”

As he spoke, he twisted another one.

Sure enough, not long after Han Yu's words fell, Ma Wenquan and Hu Lai in the field separated the results. Ma Wenquan's legs are getting faster and faster, and the angles are getting more and more tricky, and there are some of them that ordinary people have never thought of, but in Ma Wenquan's place, they have exerted extremely strong power.

Now, he seems to be holding a beard to make a sandbag, verifying his ideas, as if he has the skills of his legs.

And Hu Lai is tragic, he is used to using his blood axe, at this time, he can only use his hands and legs behind his back, which is not as fast as Ma Wenquan, who only uses his fists and feet. Coupled with the situation of his anxious subordinates, he was hit by Ma Wenquan's legs several times in a row, and his legs were almost unable to lift.

At this time, Hu Lai suddenly turned around and slapped a little brother on the back. The person who was photographed was Huang Yan.

Huang Yan's back and arms had already been bruised by several wooden knives. He even had a blow on the head, and blood was already pouring from his head. But he still held the wooden knife and fought fiercely!

was slapped on the shoulder by Hu Lai, Huang Yan suddenly stumbled, and his body almost fell to the ground.

But he snorted, and the wooden knife in his hand stabbed obliquely from below upwards. Straight to Hu Lai's lower abdomen, this guy has already killed red eyes.

Hu Lai grabbed the wooden knife: "Don't let go yet?" ”

This roar, like a morning bell at dusk, is endless, even if it comes out through the sound next to it, it is still difficult to hide the grandeur and Zen machine in it. Han Yu's eyes lit up, and the lion roared!

At the beginning, he had seen this kind of kung fu in the inner courtyard of Shaolin, and it did have an extremely mysterious effect, but he didn't expect Hu Lai to do it.

However, it seems that his kung fu is obviously not at home yet, and under the roar, his face and even his head are flushed, which looks a little funny.

Fortunately, Huang Yan had stopped, and Hu Lai patted him on the shoulder: "Dead is dead, you live and die happily!" ”

"Iron hand, the monk has lost!" Hu Lai whispered to Ma Wenquan.

What he cares about is not winning or losing, but a kind of loss. If it was a real fight, then at this time, he might have been finished.

"You've already lost!" Han Yu's voice rang out, and Hu Lai and Ma Wenquan's younger brothers, who were already present, raised their heads and stared at a loudspeaker on the wall.

"At the beginning, the Iron Hand said that he would set the conditions for you to win or lose, and since then, he has already begun to calculate you. You only want to occupy this place for half an hour, but you don't expect that he deliberately put this place for you, but made a trap for you. Lost the opportunity, when you arrived at the clubhouse, you didn't thoroughly investigate the situation here, so you took this place as your own battlefield, and there was no geographical advantage! ”

"He used the means to constantly beat your morale and lose people. If you can still win, you really have a ghost! Alright, you all quit! ”