Yun Jinshu was thin and nimble, and could easily spot his omissions, but the difference in strength made it impossible for him to quickly take Jing down with one blow.

If you fight for a long time, physical exertion will inevitably affect your speed, and you will be constrained.

Dagao Dynasty wrestling is not confined to form, as long as it can control the enemy, except for the prohibition of flirting with the yin legs, other fighting styles are not a problem.

"Jing Zhonglang, offended."

Yun Jinshu clenched his fists.

"The little grandfather doesn't have to be formal."

Jing Yi wiped a handful of blood from his forehead and put on a posture to wait.

After observing for a moment, Yun Jinshu suddenly rushed forward to take the initiative, Jing Qi fiercely resisted his attack, and the two scuffled again.

"Oops! Grandpa Yun is stingy and too eager to gain the upper hand! Someone in the audience slapped his leg and shouted, "The other person is already small, and he should take the defense as the attack and wait for the other party to attack so as to catch the flaw!" ”

"When did the little grandfather lose in momentum! Every time he comes to power, he must strike first, and it is understandable that the young man is angry! ”

"But this time the opponent is not an ordinary person, and the result of this game is hard to say!" The box is also talking about the mistake of Grandpa Yun's tactics this time, and I am afraid that he will lose a lot of money.

Chu Yuewan was worried about her little uncle, and a cold sweat had already broken out in her palms.

"Hibiscus...... I didn't dare to look at it...... "I'm about to cry when the first moon is late."

"Then should we go back first, Your Highness."

Hanka hugged her distressedly.

"No, I won't go, I want to accompany my little uncle......" Chu Yuewan covered her face and looked out from between her fingers.

Furao was helpless, and she knew that the soft character under the small hall was very stubborn, and she was afraid that she still had to watch it.

"Princess Yuning is not afraid, this Jing Zhonglang is the emperor's guard, if he dares to hurt the little grandfather and offend the emperor and queen, then does he want to be an official?" Chu Youkang said it realistically, but it was indeed a comfort.

"Really...... Are you sure? Chu Yuewan asked, "But that's ...... If my uncle wins, he won't be happy. ”

"Is this ......" Chu Youkang was a little worried, "It's better to win disgrace than to be hurt, isn't it?" Chu Yuewan was indeed more worried about his uncle's injury, but he had no other ideas, so he had to lie on his stomach and continue to watch nervously.

Accompanying him this time, although Chu Youkang was willing, he actually didn't like these fights and killings very much.

Chongwu Pavilion only came occasionally when he was a guest with his father, and he had never seen the little grandfather wrestle here.

Yun Jinshu's prestige is talked about in Jingwei Academy, but Chu Youkang always feels that Yun Jinshu may not be really that powerful, after all, he is Yun Xiaogong, who dares to let him lose in front of so many people? Besides, people who like wrestling don't have some color on their faces, Yun Jinshu's appearance is so clean and beautiful that he seems to have thrown light, if he doesn't get hurt on this occasion, it must be that someone else didn't fight to the death.

Therefore, the name of "Victorious General" must have been humbled by others.

"The Yun family has been a writer for generations, why did he become a martial artist in this generation? It is estimated that as some people in Jingwei Academy said, the Yun family is not far from the waning West Mountain. ”

He muttered to himself.

Many people have the same thoughts as Chu Youkang, but they don't dare to say it like him.

The confrontation on the stage has entered a stalemate.

Sweat dripped like a note, but Yun Jinshu had a smile on his face.

Jing Qi still looked like someone else owed him 800 guan.

"Did Lord Jing do his best?" Yun Jinshu wiped away a handful of sweat.

"Jing is worthy of the martial arts field, and he will never treat people differently because of his status."

Jing Qi tightened his belt hard as he spoke, the muscles and flesh of his body were tensed, and the meridians on his arms protruded from the skin.

"Then I'll be relieved."

Yun Jinshu said, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Jing Qi was suddenly vigilant.

He originally thought that this little grandfather only had a little talent, and he didn't win it all on his own.

But after just a few rounds, Jing Qi had to admit that his shot was completely different from what he imagined.

How to describe it? It's so fierce.

This is not at all the strength and poison of a prince in the capital, it is comparable to a soldier crawling out of a pile of dead people.

In his early years, he joined the army and worked hard in Mobei, and Jing Qi was extremely sensitive to this kind of anger that can only be impregnated by dead people.

What has this little grandfather experienced...... Can his every move be as ruthless as the soul seeking? If it weren't for the advantage of physical strength and actual combat experience, Jing Qi really didn't know if he would be able to stand now.

If Grandpa Yun grows up...... I'm afraid it's not just the Shura in this world.

Seeing his reaction, Yun Jinshu's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and there was blood in his eyes.

He didn't give Jing Qi the slightest time to think, and immediately launched another attack, and Jing Qi, who had already been hit hard, completely lost consciousness on the side of his face, and Yun Jinshu specially chose to move in this direction.

But Jing Qi is not easy to deal with, although he is tall but not clumsy, he reacts extremely quickly and grabs the Yunjin book.

Yun Jinshu flexibly slanted his shoulders, grabbed the vital point, and immediately twisted Jing Qi's arm with his strength.

Hearing the sound of "click", Jing Qi's shoulder suddenly dislocated and drooped down like a strip of meat.

"Not good."

Jing Qi hurriedly stepped back and reconnected his arm with his hand, but Yun Jinshu had already pressed in front of him.

The slender leopard-like boy kicked into the air on his shoulders, his arms around his neck and his throat.

However, Jing Qi's neck was thick, Yun Jinshu's lock did not suffocate him instantly, Jing Qi grabbed Yun Jinshu like a giant bear and fell backwards with a bang.

Yun Jinshu stepped on his shoulder to prevent him from being brought down, but Jing Qi was too thick to be easily subdued.

Sure enough, Jing Qi lay down and rolled down, breaking away from the lock of Yunjin Book and getting up again.

After a long period of physical exertion, Yun Jinshu slowly adjusted his luck and no longer took the initiative to attack.

Switching positions between offense and defense, Jing Qi sensed that this was a good time to counterattack, and immediately killed him.

The opponent was fierce, but Yun Jinshu did not dodge, but suddenly lowered his body with one hand, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent twisted up, his body twisted quickly, elbowed to his abdomen, and took advantage of the gap between his bodies to clench his fist with his backhand, and the iron-chiseled knuckles quickly hit Jing Qi's jaw.

There was a crisp sound of bones shattering, and blood spurted from Jing Qi's mouth.

The shouts from the audience were deafening.

Yun Jinshu didn't relax at all, he quickly turned around and prepared to take advantage of the victory to chase Jing Qi down, but turned around to meet Jing Qi's gaze.

"Sure enough......" Yun Jinshu's eyebrows tightened.

Jing Qi spit out his broken teeth and swept his legs and turned around, Yun Jinshu turned over and jumped away, but Jing Qi had already screamed and bumped into him, and the huge bear-like wrestler stopped and pounced on Yun Jinshu and threw the young man on the stage.

"Little uncle!" The early moon night panicked.

Everyone gasped.

The two of them are all lying on the ground, you hang me and I hang you, and they don't give in to each other, as if they want to die.

Jing Qi's neck was trampled on by Yun Jinshu and couldn't move, and Yun Jinshu was also strangled so that he couldn't breathe, and his internal organs had to be twisted together.

I'm afraid I'm going to die if I continue to fight like this! Although these two people had signed a life and death certificate earlier, a young grandfather of the Dumiao Mansion was the uncle of the dynasty, and a popular tiger general around the emperor, which one of them died is amazing! Chu Yuewan turned around and wanted to run downstairs, but Fu Hui hurriedly hugged her: "Your Royal Highness, it's not safe for many people below, you can't go!" ”

"But my uncle is in danger!" The early moon night was anxious, and tears were rolling.

"I'll ask the people from the Chongwu Pavilion to pull them away!" Chu Youkang said and went to call someone.

Chu Yuewan turned her head to look at the people who were scuffling together downstairs, and Yun Jinshu's face seemed to have reached the limit.

But suddenly, Chu Yuewan saw him squeeze his eyes.

She originally thought that it was sweat or that Yun Jinshu was too painful to close her eyes, but it wasn't.

Yun Jinshu on the stage rolled his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief gently.

Is he okay? Chu Yuewan hurriedly climbed back to the railing and looked at him carefully.

You have to believe in your uncle, he can, and he must have his reasons for whatever he does! Yun Jinshu sighed, and suddenly raised his head and shouted, "I admit defeat——!! Chu Yuewan was stunned.

The crowd shouting in the audience was stunned for a moment, and it was cold until it was silent.

Grandpa Yun, I lost??? Or did he admit it himself??? W- what's going on!!

In the ring, a trace of hesitation flashed on Jing Qi's face, but he still let go of the arm that was holding Yun Jinshu.

Yun Jinshu got up from the ground, shook a handful of sweat and brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and his eyebrows were heroic.