Chapter 8 Enemies and Brothers?
Feeling the aura of the people behind him, Wu Tong waved his hand, then looked at Ling Yu and said, "Don't talk this nonsense, let your subordinates see the real chapter." ”
After he said this, his legs bent slightly, and then with a force under his feet, his body jumped up, and finally landed firmly on the ring.
Ling Yu remained silent, ran for a while, his right foot was a little in the corner of the ring, and then he turned over in mid-air, then climbed over the guardrail and landed opposite Wu Tong.
The two of them looked at each other, and they both gradually became cold, and then they moved together.
After the last fight, Wu Tong knew that Ling Yu only knew some simple dodge techniques, and immediately wanted to fight quickly, and the fighting spirit was poured into his right hand, and he slammed into Ling Yu's chest.
When he was quenching his body, Ling Yu really suffered a lot, and he had long wanted to try the effect, so he didn't dodge at the moment, and he also poured his fighting qi into his right hand, and immediately blasted towards Wu Tong.
Looking at this scene, Ling Yue'er couldn't help but clench her pink fists, and a layer of sweat was already pouring out of her palms.
After so many years of getting along day and night, Ling Yu's strength is very clear, and it is really not a wise choice for him to be so hard-hitting.
The four disciples were also ordinary, but unlike Ling Yue'er, they all had a schadenfreude mentality, the corners of their mouths hooked, and they laughed maliciously.
However, the result was not as they expected, the fists intersected, Ling Yu not only did not fly out upside down, but he didn't even move his footsteps, but his body shook slightly, and he unloaded that force.
On the other hand, Wu Tong was shocked and took a step back, although he was not injured, he had a suspicious expression on his face, he couldn't believe that this young man who he never cared about could shake himself back.
"Peacocks playing in the water!"
Wu Tong slowed down for a while, and immediately came to his senses again, and with a loud shout, his body had already risen into the air, and in an instant, he had reached the top of Ling Yu's head.
At this time, his limbs were in a state of natural sagging, and it seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, but in fact, this was an excellent camouflage, once Ling Yu made a move, he would definitely strike first.
Ling Yu grew up in the palace since he was a child, and occasionally practiced with soldiers, but no one would really do it, so his actual combat experience could be said to be zero, so naturally he couldn't see the mystery in it.
However, just as he was about to attack, Mr. Long's voice suddenly sounded in his heart: "Stand back!"
Although Ling Yu didn't know why he was retreating, he still had a lot of confidence in him, and he immediately stopped his attack and then retreated.
Wu Tong had already reacted, and at this time, Ling Yu retreated, and he seemed a little caught off guard, twisting his waist hard in mid-air before he barely fell to the ground.
At this time, Wu Tong's back was facing Ling Yu, and Mr. Long said again: "Pour all your fighting energy into your right hand and blast it towards his spine!"
Ling Yu nodded slightly, waved his right hand, which was covered with a layer of faint white light, and slammed towards Wu Tong.
Seeing this scene, the five people in the audience stood up together, their faces became ugly, although Ling Yu's strength was slightly weaker, but the human spine was a weak place, such a punch, even if Wu Tong did not die, he would have to end up seriously injured, and after the injury recovered, it was still unknown whether he could still cultivate his fighting spirit.
Ling Yue'er and the four major disciples' breathing stopped, and under their nervous gaze, Ling Yu's fist was also rapidly approaching Wu Tong, but just as it was about to hit Wu Tong's spine, it actually stopped in mid-air.
And at this moment, Wu Tong had already come to his senses, and as soon as his waist twisted, his whole body turned in place at high speed, and his arms waved up, and with two bangs, he had already slapped Ling Yu twice in the face.
While Ling Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, she felt very angry, and said loudly: "The surname is Wu, you are still not a man, Brother Ling Yu showed mercy to your subordinates, but you will take revenge?"
Wu Tong saw that Ling Yu's cheeks were red and swollen, he staggered back, and also took a step back, and sneered: "When you fight, everyone is the enemy, haven't you heard that being merciful to the enemy is cruel to yourself?"
Although he said this, he was also secretly afraid in his heart, and his heart beat like a war drum.
Ling Yu stepped on his feet suddenly, stopping his figure, the gaze that stared at Wu Tong gradually cooled down, and what was surprising was that his originally thin figure actually became stronger, and the somewhat loose clothes on his body were held up tightly.
"Peacock open screen!"
When Wu Tong saw this scene, his face also changed, and he immediately roared, and his body swept towards Ling Yu, although he didn't know why Ling Yu had such a change, but he knew that if Ling Yu was allowed to develop like this, then his chances of victory would become smaller and smaller.
Not only did Ling Yu not dodge or dodge, but a fiery battle intent surged in his eyes, and his fists slowly clenched.
At this time, Wu Tong stepped hard under his feet, and while the stone platform collapsed slightly, his body had also flown up, and his right fist blasted towards Ling Yu's chest with a slight sound of breaking wind.
Ling Yu still had no intention of dodging, and his right fist also blasted towards Wu Tong's chest.
With a bang, the fists of the two fell on each other's chests together, and then they both stopped. It seemed that even the air had frozen, and only the heartbeats of Ling Yue'er and the four major disciples were left, which was still ringing.
The silence lasted for about ten seconds, when it was suddenly broken by a muffled thud, and then a force swept between the two of them, and one flew backwards with one of them, while the other only staggered back a few steps.
When they saw the face of the person who was staggering backwards, everyone's eyes widened, and the expressions on their faces became wonderful, because none of them would have thought that person would be Ling Yu.
If it is said that last time, Ling Yu defeated Wu Tong by luck, then this time there is no place for luck, because Wu Tong used his housekeeping skills, but he still lost.
Wu Tong landed heavily on the stone platform, the clothes on his upper body had been torn into strips of cloth, and a red blood stain hung on the corner of his mouth.
When he landed, his right shoulder hit the ground, and under the weight of his whole body, his right shoulder immediately dislocated, so he struggled in place for a while, but could not get up.
Ling Yu regained his usual gentleness and walked slowly towards Wu Tong, then stretched out his hand with a smile.
Wu Tong looked at him with anger, bent his left leg, and kicked him in the palm.
At this time, Ling Yue'er had already walked over, grabbed Ling Yu, took two steps back, and said, "Brother Ling Yu, didn't you listen to him? To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. ”
The four disciples hurriedly set Wu Tong up, and the four pairs of eyes full of anger stared at Ling Yu for a long time, and said, "Stinky boy, you wait for me!"
After saying that, he snorted again, and then left.
Ling Yu looked at Wu Tong's back and said, "This sentence is naturally true, but we should not be enemies, but brothers!"