Chapter 3 Turning defeat into victory
The two came to the center of the ring and stood still.
Ling Yu's thin figure was in stark contrast to the strong Wu Tong, and the disciples in the audience sighed for a while.
"This kid is so ignorant of the sky, and now he is going to suffer. ”
"You don't understand this, do you? Although heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, there are beautiful people on their side, even if they know that they will suffer losses, they must be heroes. ”
"Hahaha. ”
Ling Yu naturally didn't take these words to heart, and directly ignored them, but Wu Tong became proud and deliberately said to everyone: "Young Master Ling dares to come to power, naturally he has something to rely on, it's not right for you to say that." ”
The crowd knew what he meant, and they burst into laughter.
Ling Yue'er clenched her fists, stomped her feet and said, "These hateful guys are really too much!"
Ling Yu felt a little sick to his stomach, but he just watched coldly and never said a word.
Wu Tong showed off enough, then he turned his head to face Ling Yu, he held his fist perfunctorily, and then took a step to the right with his right foot, and took a horse step, followed by both hands in front and one in the back, both offensive and defensive.
On this continent, martial arts are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, and each level is divided into high, medium and low. The Demon King Mansion has a lot of background and has a lot of martial arts, but unfortunately, Ling Yu has never learned it at all.
The only thing Ling Feng had ever handed over to him was a set of shallow footwork, called "Crossing the World".
At this time, he didn't know how to deal with the enemy, his head was hot, and he actually showed the starting style of Huang Feihong who he had seen.
When everyone saw it, they were really frightened, and they held their breath for a while, staring at them intently.
Wu Tong's eyes were cold, and he let out a low shout, and his body rushed towards Ling Yu like an arrow from the string, and then his right hand turned into a knife and slashed at Ling Yu's neck.
His move of "flattening the sand and falling geese" not only made Shen Li, but also the angle was just right, Wu Changfeng in the stands couldn't help but smile, and the worry on Zhu Changliu's face was thickened.
Ling Yu thought that he couldn't dodge, but who knew that he was in a hurry, and the footwork in crossing the end of the world naturally came out and avoided Wu Tong's dangerous move.
A look of astonishment flashed across Wu Tong's face, and he immediately became shorter, and his right leg swept towards Ling Yu's lower plate.
Ling Yu knew that it would be difficult to dodge by crossing the world, so he immediately gritted his teeth and his right leg suddenly met him.
"Bang!"
Ling Yu's strength was slightly weaker, so he would naturally suffer a loss if he was so hard-hitting, and even if he took a few steps back, his right leg became sore.
Wu Tong figured out Ling Yu's strength, and he was even more reluctant, not only making more aggressive moves, but also only attacking but not defending.
Ling Yu's right leg was sore, and his speed slowed down a lot, and in a few blinks, he had already received two fists and a palm from him, and a trace of blood faintly oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Overwhelming!"
Wu Tong let out a loud shout, followed his hands on his chest, and then slapped Ling Yu's chest.
For a moment, Ling Yu only felt that the sky was spinning, and he involuntarily flew backwards, and then lay heavily on the ground.
Ling Yue'er's palms were full of cold sweat, and when she saw Ling Yu being hit hard, she immediately wanted to fly onto the stage.
Zhu Changliu grabbed her and said in a low voice: "The little young master can admit defeat, but he must not hide behind a woman!"
Ling Yue'er knew that what he said was right, and although she was anxious, she didn't want to make a rash move.
Wu Tong was enjoying the applause and praise, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Ling Yu standing up slowly.
A look of astonishment flashed across his face, and he immediately flew up and kicked Ling Yu in the chest with both feet.
With a thud, Ling Yu landed heavily on the ring, blood flowing out of his mouth uncontrollably.
"This kid is still dying, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"
"Hey, boy, you're not the opponent of the young owner, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible!"
Listening to the voices from the audience, Ling Yu clenched his fists tightly. Admit defeat? Why doesn't he want to? Now he is in severe pain when he moves a little.
Everyone in the stands was waiting, waiting for Ling Yu to say that sentence.
Ling Yu coughed twice and muttered, "Ling Yu, Ling Yu, you can't bear this little injury, what else are you talking about saving your father?"
Somehow, a force came out of thin air in his body, and he struggled to stand up again.
Wu Tong looked at him contemptuously, and after Ling Yu stood up, his right hand waved, and the vinegar bowl fist slammed into his chest.
Ling Yu already knew that he couldn't dodge his attack, so he simply didn't dodge, and immediately used all his strength to punch him in the chest.
Wu Tong was defenseless, and was immediately bombarded and took a few steps back, and then looked at Ling Yu who fell to the ground again, his eyes suddenly cold, and he immediately ejected, his knees together, and fell down against Ling Yu's chest.
Ling Yue'er was taken aback and shouted, "Master Wuzhuang, tell him to stop!"
At the same time as she shouted, people had already swept out, but as soon as she landed in the ring, she was stunned.
I saw that Ling Yu's whole body was wrapped in a layer of light blue light, and the moment Wu Tong fell, he quickly slid sideways.
Wu Tong landed on the Qinggang Rock, his knee immediately became in sharp pain, and his face became a little distorted.
Ling Yu stood up again, looked at Ling Yue'er, nodded, but did not speak. Immediately, he turned his gaze to the stands and smiled faintly at the nervous crowd.
At this time, Wu Tong let out a loud shout, his hands curled into claw shapes, and thrust towards Ling Yu's neck.
Ling Yu made an "iron plate bridge", let his hand claws over, and then kicked his right foot, right in the joint of Wu Tong's left leg, kicking him to stumble under his feet.
There was silence, everyone was stunned by this change, they didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Ling Yu seemed to be a different person.
"It's time to pay off the debt!"
Ling Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and before Wu Tong could come to his senses, he let out a low snort, his body flew up suddenly, and then his left and right feet alternately kicked four or five times on Wu Tong's chest.
Wu Tong involuntarily flew backwards, and when he was still in mid-air, Ling Yu had already used "Crossing the World" to follow him to his side, and immediately slammed a punch into his lower abdomen.
Wu Tong's face suddenly distorted, and he fell under the ring with a loud scream. The disciples who were watching stepped forward to catch him together.
Wu Tong covered his lower abdomen and said forcefully, "What kind of trick is this?"
Ling Yu smiled brightly and said, "What you want to see the most, Zhu Zi's long fist." ”
Wu Tong couldn't catch it in one breath, so he fainted. The disciples also opened their mouths wide in shock, looking at Ling Yu's gaze as if they had seen a ghost, and they almost forgot to carry Wu Tong down for treatment.
Ling Yue'er jumped up to Ling Yu, pulled his arm excitedly, and said, "Brother Ling Yu, you won, you won!"
Ling Yu hissed, Ling Yue'er immediately let go of her hand, the smile on her face slowly dissipated, and said softly, "Brother Ling Yu, are you okay?"
Ling Yu smiled and rubbed her hair and said, "I'm fine." ”
At this time, Wu Changfeng and Zhu Changliu also walked over, although they still had a smile on their faces, but Ling Yu could sense that something was wrong, and immediately covered his mouth and coughed twice, and then hugged his fists and said: "Master Wuzhuang, the kid doesn't know the severity of his attack, please forgive me." ”
Wu Changfeng smiled and waved his hand, and said: "It's okay, that kid doesn't have much sense of proportion, if you don't hurt him today, I'm afraid that I will suffer a bigger loss in the future." ”
After a few more pleasantries, they went back to their rooms. Ling Yu knew very well that the changes just now were all because of the ring on his hand, so he couldn't wait to find out.