In the suburbs, the night is quiet, the moon is pouring, the grass is green, and the ancient trees are green, and it has entered the autumn season, and the ground is also covered with a thin layer of leaves, and the soles of the feet step on the dead branches and fallen leaves, making a 'crunch' sound.

Such a beautiful scenery is also a good place to fight, Yang Yi and Wei Cheng chose a road that is rarely visited at night.

The road is flat, there is not a single gravel stumbling on the road, and there are poplar trees planted on both sides of the road, and a breeze blows, rustling.

"Here it is." In order to show his fairness and justice, Wei Cheng raised his hand and motioned for Yang Yi to observe the surroundings.

Yang Yi looked at it casually, but he had already taken in the surrounding environment, except for himself and Wei Cheng, there was no other person's breath here, and it seemed that as the man in front of him said, there was no ambush.

He nodded and said with satisfaction, "Okay, here it is......"

"And what weapon do you choose?" Wei Cheng asked suddenly.

Yang Yi looked surprised, weapons?! Your uncle, in this wilderness, you think it's a martial arts field, and you still choose weapons, you eat too many brain fragments, right?

"Can't you bring a weapon?" Yang Yi looked at Wei Cheng carefully, thinking about whether he should take out the 'judge's pen' he was carrying.

Wei Cheng sighed for a long time: "Uh...... This one...... By the way, I didn't bring any weapons......"

Yang Yi was speechless for a while, where did this kid come from? The fight between the nervous and Hua Xuan is also challenging themselves with this little IQ, looking for abuse?

After a few seconds of embarrassment, Wei Cheng was not a person who did not stick to the subtleties, and said instead: "Since you come out, let's do it!" ”

"Please!"

Yang Yi has his left hand behind his back, his right hand is pushed flat on his chest, his thumb is flexed, and the other four fingers are stretched out.

This is the standard starting hand style, and it is also a kind of respect that the warrior has for his opponent in the competition, and the palm of the flat push represents equality.

Wei Cheng nodded secretly, and without saying a word, the two fists clenched, released, released, clenched, moved his muscles and bones, and did a simple warm-up action.

Suddenly, he let out a loud shout, and in a strange posture across the five meters distance from Yang Yi, this posture was extremely strange, his arms crossed, not attacking any part of Yang Yi, but smashing into the void.

"Crossfist?!"

Yang Yi's eyes froze, this strange posture reminded him of the unique martial arts of a certain family, the personal martial arts of the Ma family of the five major families.

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, which big man did Zhao Jiang offend?! The people of the Ma family have all come forward, this is the giant of the giant in Jincheng, and Zhao Jiang is also miserable, right?

But then Yang Yi thought of something wrong, if Zhao Jiang really offended the behemoth of the Ma family, could Zhao Jiang still stay in Jincheng until now? And the Ma family made a move, did they need to kidnap Zhao Anyu or murder Zhao Anyu?

As soon as they moved their fingers, Zhao Jiang's family couldn't stay in Jincheng.

With such an analysis, Yang Yi expected that it was not the Ma family that Zhao Jiang had offended, so the identity of the man in front of him was confusing.

This man, the cross fist has reached a certain point, it is not that beginners can't control the strength, Yang Yi can see at a glance that this crossed fist is actually used to explore the enemy's virtual reality, if you take the next move and move, if you don't catch it, you will be repeatedly pursued by the person who makes the fist.

The upper hand was stabilized, and Yang Yi no longer had room to turn over, which was really tricky.

Once close, the person who makes the fist will fight in various ways, and is almost invincible in the melee boxing method.

has the Ma family's advanced boxing skills, but he broke into the villa in the middle of the night to do some stealing chickens and dogs, what is the origin of this person?

Double fist attack, Yang Yi didn't want to think about it, he retreated directly, he didn't want to be entangled, although hand-to-hand combat is also Yang Yi's forte, but at the moment, it seems that Wei Cheng's strength is not bad, and he also has advanced boxing skills such as cross boxing, Yang Yi doesn't have much confidence in his melee combat.

Seeing Yang Yi retreat at a glance, Wei Cheng was even more proud, he didn't even dare to take such a light punch, it seemed that he was just a silver gun wax head, he bragged about it before, but now he has no real chapter under his hands.

Wei Cheng couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous of the enemy, and he didn't take Yang Yi to heart anymore.

"Where to run ......"

Wei Cheng took advantage of the victory to pursue, quickly approached him, his right fist poked out, and his left fist turned into a palm and stuck to the wrist of his right fist.

This is a stacked fist, which is equivalent to the strength of one and a half hands, and it is powerful and varied.

Yang Yi no longer retreated, the distance opened up in an instant gave him room to make a move, he did not retreat but advanced, his legs were bent at a forty-five degree angle, his arms were bent, his forehead was raised obliquely, and he resisted Wei Cheng's fist with his elbow.

"Huh?"

Wei Cheng sighed lightly, he didn't expect Yang Yi to crack it like this, how could his left arm resist the strength of one and a half hands?

This is indeed the case, the moment the fist touched the palm, there was a hot stabbing pain in the elbow, and the strength of Wei Cheng's one and a half hands reached at least more than four hundred catties.

However, this kind of effort is not without reward, there is no time to worry about the elbow, Yang Yi's empty right fist went straight up, drew a perfect arc from the outside of the elbow, and smashed towards Wei Cheng's chin.

"Good boy!" Wei Cheng admired in his heart, but he didn't expect that with just one face, Yang Yi would be able to pull back the passive situation and turn defense into offense.

It's just that Wei Cheng is not a wine bag and rice bag, he leaned back slightly, in order to avoid Yang Yiling's cold fist style, and his left palm was withdrawn against the lower part of his chin.

Both of them completed one attack and one defense, but it only took a second, and the body's ability to react quickly was not unfast.

The elbow was against the right fist, and the right fist was blocked by the left palm, Yang Yi and Wei Cheng did not take much advantage of it, maintaining such a posture, and they invariably competed for strength.

Maintaining such a strange posture, no one seemed to have any intention of retreating, Wei Cheng gritted his teeth and gradually exerted twelve points of strength.

The corners of Yang Yi's mouth suddenly pulled out a strange smile, and the majestic power quickly receded like a tide, Wei Cheng had no support point, since he wanted to fall to the ground.

However, he grew up practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his lower plate was unusually stable, and with a slight force on the soles of his feet, his inclined body suddenly stopped.

But when he looked up again, where was Yang Yi's figure in front of him, a trace of something bad flashed in his heart, and the sound of whistling behind him came, Wei Cheng's heart was beating for a while, and he didn't want to think about it, so he directly bent down and came to a 'lazy donkey rolling'.

It turned out that after Yang Yi suddenly withdrew his strength, he directly went around Wei Cheng's back, this sudden attack was not unfortunate to the extreme, but it was a pity that when the danger was at hand, Wei Cheng didn't care about his face, and rolled out directly on the ground.

"That's a pretty good response......"

Yang Yi's sarcastic voice reached his ears, and Wei Cheng was about to scold him for being despicable and shameless, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and a figure fell from the sky.

This is naturally Yang Yi, who is chasing after the victory, he fell from the sky like a cannonball, and he had already calculated the position where Wei Cheng would land next time he rolled, and directly hit his chest or back with a lower knee.

As the saying goes, the arm can't twist the thigh, and the meaning of this sentence is very simple, the arm does not have the strength of the thigh.

Therefore, Yang Yi's knee Wei Cheng naturally didn't dare to touch his blade, seeing that the ribs on his chest were exposed to Yang Yi's attack range, the empty door was wide open, if it was implemented at this time, the three ribs would be broken.

Wei Cheng's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and this kid was ruthless, he was simply asking for his life.

He didn't want to think about it, who said before that Yang Yi would take his life if he lost, but now he was at a disadvantage and blamed Yang Yi.

Wei Cheng didn't dare to touch its edge, only to avoid the heavy and light, Wei Cheng at this moment of nine deaths, with his hands on the ground as fast as possible, his two legs picked up a semicircle, as if showing the Thomas stunt in hip-hop, avoiding Yang Yi's knees, and kicking the latter's face door from the side.

This can no longer be said to be a reversal of danger, not only to turn the danger into a disaster but also to turn the situation around, Yang Yi is in mid-air, he has no focus, if he is allowed to land like this, not only will he not be able to hurt Wei Cheng, but he will be kicked all over the face.

Thinking that his handsome face is going to be disfigured, Yang Yi is a million unwilling, what are you kidding, I rely on this face to eat, in case I am fired by Zhao Anyu one day, we can also be a little white face.