Yang Ru couldn't help but exclaim: "My God, it's actually him?" ”

"Who? Do you know that person? Zhao Liang asked curiously.

The little prince explained on the other side: "That big guy is named Lin Tuo, and he is the captain of the Dragon Guard Army in the Fourth Army, and he is quite famous in Bianliang, Tokyo. ”

"This Lin Tuo is a hard-bridged and hard-horse outsider, and the rivers and lakes are nicknamed Jade King Kong." Yang Ru added: "My eldest brother has seen him fight with others, and he will cripple the other party in a few faces, which is quite powerful. At that time, I also asked my eldest brother if he was against the Jade King Kong Lin Tuo, what was the chance of winning. ”

The little prince was quite interested and asked, "What did Yang Zongbao say?" ”

Yang Ru sighed: "The eldest brother said that if it was a simple competition, he wouldn't even be sure. ”

Zhao Liang's heart sank when he heard this, and the sweat on his head oozed out: Damn, it's troublesome now, do you want to stop the competition? Xiao Ya must not miss a little.

He was hesitating, but the two people on the field had already started to move. The people watching the battle couldn't help but get excited because of the huge contrast between Lin Tuo and Zheng Luya, and shouted loudly again and again, hoping to see a wonderful battle.

Contrary to Zhao Liang, Xiao Wang Ye and Yang Ru's expectations, Xiao Ya on the field did not disappoint the audience, as soon as she fought with Lin Tuofu, she did not take a defensive position of wandering and dodging, but made a move to attack and did not give in.

Zhao Liang calmed down and observed carefully, and immediately saw the doorway: Xiaoya's style of play is a common joint technique in modern fighting, focusing on hand-to-hand combat, selecting the opponent's fragile joints and vital parts everywhere, and inflicting short blows.

This tactic, commonly used by female agents against male enemies who are stronger and taller than themselves, is usually a few successful moves to end the fight.

Things were really as Zhao Liang thought, Lin Tuo relied on his strong martial arts and dominant figure, and as soon as he came up, he had a heart of despising the enemy. But who would have expected that the little girl on the opposite side was not afraid of her own pressure at all, so she chose to attack at the beginning, and before he could react, her armpit, left rib and throat were hit by Zheng Luya's lightning-like fists in succession.

These punches are obviously not very powerful, but they hurt his eyes, and he even has a little unstable foothold.

Zheng Luya was unforgiving, taking advantage of Lin Tuo's pain and confusion, he suddenly flew up in the air, put on a strange posture under his head and feet, clamped Lin Tuo's neck with his legs, rolled to the ground, and immediately took the tall Lin Tuo down easily. Then, she clasped Lin Tuo's arms with both hands, and her legs were still stuck in the other party's throat, without the slightest relaxation.

"Holy! Armbar! Zhao Liang couldn't help but exclaim: "If Lin Tuo doesn't admit defeat again, he will be killed!" Before his words fell, he only heard Lin Tuo's hoarse roar: "Hurry up, let go!" The hand is going to be broken! Out of breath! ”

With this scream, the audience instantly fell silent. People couldn't help but be dumbfounded, looking at the petite girl, lying on the ground at the same time as the tall and burly Lin Tuo, firmly entangled, and actually had the ability to suppress the strong man, making Jade King Kong scream in pain.

This kind of competition is simply unheard of.

I only heard Xiao Ya ask fiercely: "Surrender or not?" ”

"Surrender, surrender!" Lin Tuo didn't care about much nonsense at this time: "The heroine hurry up and let go, otherwise her arm will be wasted!" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Ya immediately let go of Lin Tuo's arm, rolled deftly, and stood up from the ground, but Lin Tuo was dizzy and couldn't hold himself up for a while.

"Ying Tianfu Mu Ling, win-"

With the shouts of the officials in the field, the entire school military field was thunderous, no one could have expected in advance that Lin Tuo, the first punch and kick master of the Dragon Guards, was defeated by a little girl before he even survived the kung fu of half a pillar of incense.

Yang Ru was especially excited, stood directly on the seat, screamed and jumped, and shouted and cheered Zheng Luya who won the game like crazy.

In the blink of an eye, the fist and kick competitions on the other three courts have also had results. Yang Zongbao, Zhao Che, the prince of Liang Wang, and Hong Sanlang, a master of Taijimen, defeated their respective opponents and made it to the semi-finals with Zheng Luya.

Zhao Liang took a long breath and patiently explained to the curious little prince what kind of trick the "armrest" was, but before he could finish speaking, Yang Ru next to him shouted in surprise: "This time it's really bad!" ”

The little prince turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but gasp: "Isn't it?" Miss Mu is so unlucky, she actually wants to compete with King Xiaoliang? ”

Zhao Liang had been frightened by the two of them just now, and at this time, his psychological tolerance became slightly better, and he asked, "Who is King Xiaoliang?" ”

"King Xiao Liang is Zhao Che, the son of King Liang," Yang Ru pointed to a heroic young man on the military field of the school and said, "It's that arrogant guy." Speaking of which, he's still your uncle, eight thousand years old, right? ”

The little prince snorted angrily: "It's just that the generation is older, and he is two years younger than me." ”

Yang Ru then said to Zhao Liang: "Zhao Che has been practicing martial arts diligently since he was a child, and has received the guidance of many famous masters in the rivers and lakes, especially good at using guns and sticks, and is known as the only royal family in this dynasty that can be comparable to Taizu's kung fu. ”

"Your eldest brother has a trick with him, what are the chances of winning?" Zhao Liang remembered the conversation before the fist and foot competition just now, and couldn't help asking.

Yang Ru shook his head: "My eldest brother is not qualified to fight him at all." ”

Zhao Liang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and couldn't help but have the idea of stopping the game in his heart. But thinking about it this way, with Song Zhenzong present, who would dare to easily interfere with the competition for the selection of generals.

With the opening of a gong, the second round of gun and stick competition kicked off. I saw Zhao Che, the prince of King Liang, carrying the wooden stick behind him, raised his hand and saluted gently, and said to Zheng Luya opposite: "Girl, today is to select materials for the country, and you should go all out, so please forgive me for being rude." However, if you are a daughter, you can make three moves, only defend and not attack, please shoot first. ”

Xiao Ya smiled slightly: "Your Royal Highness, if you give way, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to fight back, so let's be cooler and compete seriously." ”

Zhao Che couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and immediately showed a smile: "Okay, since the girl doesn't want to take advantage of this, it's better to be respectful than to obey her fate." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the wooden stick behind him seemed to be alive, and in an instant, he turned to the front and stabbed straight towards Xiao Ya.

Seeing that the other party was menacing, Xiao Ya didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly retreated and dodged, and at the same time picked up her stick to block Zhao Che's blow. In the blink of an eye, the two of them came and went, fighting together.

However, unlike when dealing with Lin Tuo just now, this time Xiao Ya did not take the offensive, but kept wandering, using the length characteristics of the wooden stick, always blocking left and right, and maintaining a certain distance from Zhao Che.

Zhao Liang saw Xiaoya's figure clearly, and couldn't help but secretly admire: This girl is good, the standard bayonet fighting technique of the army unit is quite slippery in her hands. The same "three defenses and one stab" technical action, used back and forth repeatedly, although the moves are simple, but very practical and efficient, coupled with flexible footwork, Zhao Che, who is several times stronger than his martial arts, is blocked outside the length range of the wooden stick, which is powerful and difficult to use.

Although his hands-on ability is not strong, Zhao Liang's vision is still good, and the tricks used by Zheng Luya are exactly the common stabbing techniques used by the army. This set of white-knuckle combat skills, after countless baptisms of war, combined with the valuable experience of countless heroes and martyrs in exchange for bloodshed and sacrifice, every block and stab, is concise and capable, practical and effective, without superfluous fancy movements.

With this set of techniques, Zheng Luya focuses on defense and occasionally counterattacks, so she plays relatively easily, while Zhao Che tries to attack, but he always can't succeed, so he is getting harder and harder. The sticks of the two flew up and down, and they fought for seventy or eighty rounds in a row, and they actually fought evenly.

This situation once again aroused the enthusiasm of the audience outside the venue, and the tsunami-like shouts resounded throughout the school, and people cheered Zheng Luya one after another, encouraging her to persevere, and tired Xiaoliang Wang alive.

While Zhao Che was beating, he secretly scolded in his heart: These turtle grandchildren are too bad! I haven't offended them in my daily life, so why are I so troublesome? He was also a little tired at this time, and the people watching the excitement were constantly interfering beside him, so he gradually messed up his footwork, and he took several risks and attacks, but Zheng Luya swept the shoulder or leg side, making him embarrassed.

Yang Ruqi said: "Huh? This Liang Wang Shizi is a little strange, he is usually extremely powerful in martial arts, how can he be restrained everywhere today and can't play it at all? ”

Zhao Liang thought to himself: In fact, Zhao Che's martial arts are really good, but unfortunately, he is not just dealing with an ordinary girl, but a stabbing technique that has been tempered and can be called the magic weapon of the People's Army.

Just when Yang Ru was feeling strange, and Zhao Liangwu was distracted, there was a sudden change on the school field. I saw Zheng Luya showing a flaw without warning, and was seized by Xiaoliang Wang Zhao Che, and forced into the defensive circle of the stick in one step, and was about to sweep away the thousands of troops with one move, putting Xiaoya down, and even the audience outside the stadium couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

However, in the next second, Zheng Luya turned around lightly, dodged the opponent's wooden stick, flashed to Zhao Che's side, and then slapped out with a palm, hitting the opponent's shoulder.

Hearing the sound of "ahh

"Oh my God! What the hell just happened? The little prince couldn't help but stand up and shouted in surprise.

What else could happen? Zhao Liang smiled bitterly in his heart: Xiaoya triggered the shock chip, and Zhao Che, the unlucky guy, was stunned. The dead girl has nothing light or heavy in her hands, don't give the prince of Liang another good job.

"Awesome!" "Beautiful!" "Wonderful!" With a burst of cheers from the court, the referee once again announced: Mulling has won.

This is really a big dark horse!

Mu Ling, a lonely and nameless folk girl from Yingtianfu, actually defeated Lin Tuo of the Dragon Guard Army and Zhao Che, the son of King Liang, in a row, and went all the way to the finals of the martial arts competition.

People's curiosity was immediately aroused, and they all turned their heads to look at the other side of the field, where the same battle of guns and sticks was taking place.

At this time, everyone wanted to know who would win there and become a strong opponent in Miss Muling's final match.

After a while, the gong at the end of another game finally rang, and a shout spread far away: "Tianbo Yang Mansion Yang Zongbao, win-"

Hearing this, Zhao Liang shrugged at the stunned little prince: "Yes, this time there is a lively look." ”