As soon as the game between Yangchun and Tianlong Club began, it entered the white heat, and Long Tao, the second master of the Tianlong Club, was the first to attack, but unfortunately, the strength of Yangchun Club was higher, and the belly snake resented Long Tao's despicable means, and beat Long Tao to a semi-crippled state in less than ten moves, his arms were fractured, and his right knee was also kicked to pieces, and he was kicked out of the ring, which caused a cheering frenzy of the audience under the ring. The momentum of the Yangchun Society is unprecedentedly high, and from the current form, it seems that they are the most qualified to win the championship, and at this moment, Long Zhengyang of the Tianlong Society made an astonishing decision, he wanted to single-handedly take on the three of Yangchun Society!

Since the official start of the Shennong Gang's medical and martial arts competition, although there are also many branch representatives who have won the victory with one against three, Qin Shaoyang has singled out the three people of the Tang Dao Club with his own strength, but he is based on the understanding of the other party's strength, and Long Zhengyang's decision to take one against three is too reckless.

"You don't have to fight one-on-three, if you can beat me with the Longxiang Eight Style, and I promise never to fight back, then our Yangchun will automatically quit." Long Wei took a step forward and said towards Long Zhengyang.

Long Zhengyang was originally wary of the black-robed beast-faced man in front of him, but when he heard the other party's unashamed remarks, the corners of his mouth immediately hooked up a confident and arrogant smile, and said: "What did you just say, you want to pick up my Long Xiang Bashi, and you don't fight back, haha, your head is fine, right?!" ”

Long Wei's burly and sturdy body stood in front of Long Zhengyang, he didn't say a word, his arms hung at his sides, which already showed that what he said just now was not a joke.

Seeing the other party make such a move, Long Zhengyang, who has always been arrogant, seemed to feel endless humiliation, his handsome face became hideous, and his hands posed out the first style of the Dragon Xiang Eight Style - the starting hand of the flying dragon through the chest, the power of this move lies in the simultaneous force of both palms, and its power is enough to penetrate the opponent's chest, which is a test of palm power.

The audience under the ring held their breath, and all the eyes of the congregations were engrossed in staring at Long Zhengyang and Long Wei, Long Zhengyang's strength was extremely strong, but there was really that kind of person in this world who didn't know whether to live or die, and he dared to take Long Xiangba's style without fighting back, which was simply self-defeating.

Qin Shaoyang's eyes were firmly fixed on Long Wei in the ring, Long Wei had promised him not to hurt Long Zhengyang in the slightest, but he didn't expect Long Wei to challenge Long Zhengyang in such a way that was almost a big deal. Although Qin Shaoyang is extremely confident in Long Wei's strength, that Long Zhengyang is by no means an ordinary person, he can win the championship of the Medical Martial Arts Competition for two consecutive years, his strength is definitely not comparable to Shang Xilong's generation, and even Tie Zhan fell in the fifth form of his Dragon Xiang Eight Style.

'Long Wei, what the hell are you thinking, this is very dangerous! Qin Shaoyang stared at Long Wei with a solemn gaze, and said secretly in his heart.

At the same time, Qin Shaoyang was not the only one who had his eyes on Long Wei, and the same was true for Tie Zhan, originally his body still needed to rest in the hospital bed for a while, but he thought that today's game was extremely valuable for reference and appreciation, so he gave up the live TV broadcast and came to the scene to watch this rare game.

"Ahh

Long Zhengyang's hands were flat on his chest, it was the starting style of the flying dragon through his chest, and in a burst of loud cheers, his body attacked Long Wei on the opposite side like an arrow from the string, and the two palms slapped firmly on Long Wei's chest, making a muffled sound.

Long Wei didn't make a move to block, the corners of Long Zhengyang's mouth showed a smug smile, he looked up at Long Wei, but saw that Long Wei's eyes under the mask did not fluctuate in the slightest, but said in a deep voice: "The palm technique is good, but the strength is still poor, use the second style!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire ring was boiling, and the burly man in black robe really took Long Zhengyang's move 'Flying Dragon Through the Chest' without fighting back, and his body didn't move from beginning to end, how could it not be shocking.

"Good...... It's amazing! Even Long Lin, who was standing aside holding a silver-white cloak for Long Zhengyang, couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The other branch representatives under the ring either had solemn expressions or frightened expressions, Long Zhengyang was simply a god-like existence in their minds, and it was absolutely impossible to be defeated. But this myth is facing a great fierce battle, and a small branch representative who has no name is accepting Long Zhengyang's challenge, and he actually takes Long Zhengyang's move motionlessly. If it were someone else, if you didn't fight back, you would definitely be beaten until you vomited blood.

The other party's appearance as if nothing had happened greatly stimulated Long Zhengyang's self-esteem, since the beating of the mother's womb, Long Zhengyang has never met such an opponent, but he has absolute confidence in his own Long Xiang Eight Style, so he withdrew his palm and retreated, and shouted to Long Wei: "Sure enough, there are two hits, but you have to be careful with the following move, my Long You Void is not so easy to avoid!" "After that, Long Zhengyang put on the move of 'Dragon Tour Void'.

There are a total of eight styles of Longxiang Eight, one is more powerful than the other, this dragon swims in the void is faster and more ruthless than the flying dragon through the chest, and even the iron battle has to dodge with deer steps.

With a snort, Long Zhengyang's figure wrapped around Long Wei's back like a gust of wind, and his right palm was slashed into a knife-like shape, quickly slashing at Long Wei's neck, twisting his head to one side.

"Hehe......" Long Zhengyang made a move, and his heart was ecstatic, and he couldn't help laughing.

But soon, Long Wei, whose head was cut off, forcibly straightened his head again, and shook his neck from side to side, twisted his head slightly, and said to Long Zhengyang: "The strength and accuracy of this move are good, come on, let me try your third style." ”

"Uh......"

At this moment, Long Zhengyang really realized what kind of opponent was standing in front of him, the burly and tall figure stood in front of him like a small tower, and he still had a feeling of being out of breath for the first time, and this feeling of being oppressed by the other party's momentum made him feel inexplicably panicked.

"That's amazing, that person has already taken the two formulas!"

"I can't imagine that there are people in this world who can really take over the two styles of Long Xiang Ba without fighting back!"

"It's possible, maybe it's really possible, Long Zhengyang is really likely to lose!"

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The many spectators under the ring have almost exploded, you and I are talking about it word by word, and there is a bustling discussion everywhere, and the once high Celestial Dragon Society has been taken down from the altar for the first time.

Qin Shaoyang stared at Long Wei with a solemn expression, although Long Wei took Long Zhengyang's two styles smoothly, but this does not mean that Long Wei can also take the other six styles, you must know that this Dragon Xiang Eight Style is more powerful than the other, the previous move of the flying dragon through the chest made Long Wei move, but the second type of Dragon Tour Void made his body shake slightly, it seems that the power that Long Wei bears is definitely not as simple as imagined.

Long Zhengyang turned around and stood opposite Long Wei, his handsome face appeared indifferent, his eyes stared at the beast-faced man in front of him, sneered, and said: "It's just two styles, there's nothing to be proud of, the following move is more powerful, you have to be mentally prepared!" ”

The next style is the third type of dragon flying in the dragon of the eight styles, this move has been used on the iron war, it is a palm method of attacking from top to bottom, the power is more powerful and terrible than the previous two styles, if this move directly hits the top of the opponent's head, the brain is bully, the brain is bursting, and the end is powerful.

As soon as the words fell, Long Zhengyang's body leaped into the air, his body was as strong as a dragon, his palms were stacked together, he turned over and slammed down, aiming at the top of Long Wei's head, threatening to blast Long Wei's head to burst. The human head is the most vulnerable part of the body, if the top of the head is hit hard, either death or injury, no matter how strong Long Wei is, he will not dare to let the back of his head be slapped by the other party, this is definitely something that only a fool would do.

Seeing that Long Zhengyang's palms were about to hit the top of Long Wei's head, but seeing that Long Wei's body was slightly on one side, Long Zhengyang's palms slammed into his shoulders, only to hear a click, Long Wei's left shoulder was suddenly bombarded to dislocation, and his left arm also hung down weakly, shaking slightly.

After a successful move, Long Zhengyang immediately retreated, after all, he was the most unguarded in the air, if Long Wei attacked him with his right hand at this moment, then he would be a human flesh sandbag. So even if Long Zhengyang knocked Long Wei's left arm to the point of dislocation, he didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but flew back to the place with a contemptuous and smug smile on his face. Although this move did not hit the top of the opponent's head, it was able to dislocate his arm and have the upper hand.

However, Long Zhengyang's advantage of thinking that he had the upper hand was quickly erased, and he saw Long Wei's right hand holding his left shoulder, twisting it left and right hard, and the left arm that had fallen down was reconnected intact. Seeing this scene, everyone in the ring was terrifying, they had seen Tie Zhan use this trick once before, and it was extremely shocking to think that even the black-robed man in front of him could use the technique of restoring the dislocation with one arm.

"Good guy, this person is really not simple!" The arrogant Tie Zhan never boasted lightly, and at this moment, seeing Long Wei restoring the dislocation independently, he couldn't help but praise and said: "Qinyang, seeing this, I really hope that the opponent you will face next is Long Zhengyang, because this representative of the Yangchun Society is too terrifying, and he is as strong as a monster." ”

Long Wei waved his left arm, looking very good, so he raised his head and looked at Long Zhengyang, and said, "Okay, use your fourth form, don't wait any longer, if you just attack me with eighty percent of your strength, you will definitely not be able to hurt me." ”

"You...... You're so arrogant! ”

As Long Wei said, the power that Long Zhengyang is using at this moment is eighty percent of his strength, because his eighty percent strength is enough to make a master of the level of Tie Zhan get injured and vomit blood, but he didn't think that it would have no effect on the black-robed man in front of him, and he didn't even make the other party say a word, which was a considerable blow to his self-esteem and self-confidence.