"Ho."

Zhang Wuxuan exhaled, the castrated old right fist suddenly retracted, his body was wrong, he turned around in place, and the punch that had been gaining momentum for a long time in his left hand swept out.

couldn't retreat, Liu Ji could only raise his elbow and block the blow.

"Bang"

With his hands intertwined, he only felt that his arms were as if they had been burned by red-hot tongs, and he squatted with his strength, and kicked on the other party's calf with one foot.

Zhang Wuxuan stepped back again and again, kicked his right foot on the ground, stopped the retreat, the anger in his eyes was even stronger, but his mood gradually calmed down, this young warrior was not in vain, and he had to deal with it carefully.

Who knows, Liu Ji's surprise was even worse, the kick just now, he was sure to kick the other party, as long as the center of gravity was slightly unstable, he would never be able to escape his back move, but he didn't expect that he just took two steps back and stood there solidly.

"Good!"

However, in three or two moves, the two sides are like eagles rising and falling, dazzling, the layman looks lively, the insider also sees some ways, and shouts loudly in unison, not limited to any party.

"Come again."

This time, Liu Ji moved first, he didn't make any gestures, his legs staggered forward, just when the other party stared at his feet, with his left leg as support, his waist exerted force, his body leaned sideways, and his right leg drew a semi-elliptical arc, straight to the other party's chest.

Zhang Wuxuan wanted to block it directly with his elbow, but the momentum made him a little uncertain, and if he wanted to retreat again, it was too late, so he could only lean back and dodge his feet.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ji's kick was a change of move, and the instep reached the opponent's chest, rose sharply, and then chopped down like a blade.

At this time, Zhang Wuxuan had lost his center of gravity, his upper body was suspended in the air, and at the moment when the opponent's feet reached his chest, his hands joined forces, and he grabbed his ankles when he was in a hurry, and his body continued to fall back under pressure, but his two calves were as straight as iron pillars, and his knees continued to exert force, slowly catching the downward trend.

Teppanyaki!

It was the first time that Liu Ji had seen someone block his leg in this way, at least the crowd eating melons around him was so frightened that they couldn't even cheer.

"Up!"

"Go!"

Zhang Wuxuan exhaled again, and flipped his hands violently, wanting to lift Liu Ji out, so that his body could stand up.

Liu Ji was waiting for him to do this, his body rolled over in the air, and while his right leg landed, his left leg was thrown out like a long whip, and a high whip leg was just kicked on the back of Zhang Wuxuan, who stood up.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Wuyuan only felt that the blood in his chest was churning, and he almost wanted to vomit, his legs retreated again and again, taking advantage of the situation to lower the blood pressure of that breath, watching the other party put away his feet, he didn't catch up, and his eyes were a little obscure.

After a fight of less than ten moves, the opponent's strength is not as good as his own, but all kinds of tricks emerge in an endless stream, all of which are unseen trends, it is obvious that the other party has realized this gap and will not fight with himself.

Can you say it's not fair? On the battlefield, there is only life or death, there is no fairness or unfairness, this point, when he first went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, he understood this truth, more than 30 years, more than 100 battles, what kind of enemy has not been seen, what kind of danger has not been experienced, what is this?

The anger in Zhang Wuyuan's eyes disappeared, he slowly untied the waist on his waist, threw it to the ground along with the belt, and then ripped off his battle robe, revealing his naked upper body, Liu Ji, like all the people around him, was stunned when he saw him.

Of course, it's not that he has any Longyang good, nor is it because of Zhang's priceless figure, which is very in line with the bodybuilding standards of later generations, his arms are as distinct as lotus roots, and his chest muscles are not big, but the pieces are bulging like iron, the lower abdomen is flat, the abdominal muscles are neatly arranged like a field, and between breaths, there is a looming.

It's because, on the other party's body, there are large and small scars, long from the shoulder to the lower abdomen, looking like a hideous long worm crawling on it, the short horizontal and vertical, like a spider web, as for the kind of small hole that has turned black and shallow, you can know that it is an arrow wound at a glance.

This is an Anxi veteran, who has been on the battlefield for 30 years, and the scar left by him is also a man, and the most boastful of it in the world is such a medal.

At this moment, Liu Ji's heart was full of respect, and like him, he also took off his shirt, revealing a much more immature body, and the scars were even farther away.

"Zhang Zhichong, please."

With his left palm and right fist, he made a gesture.

"Offended."

Zhang Wupriceless, without any fancy, rushed straight over, when the chest is a punch, still the fist style is sharp, wide open and closed, just in line with the momentum of breaking the formation in the army.

This time, Liu Ji didn't plan to deal with it by tricks, his left palm was inwardly accumulated, meeting the opponent's fist, from force to unloading, like a huge stone pressed down, and he had to rely on waist strength and foot strength to barely catch it.

In terms of strength alone, although there is still a gap between the other party and Da Nangqi, it is not far behind.

A punch was blocked, Zhang Wuxuan did not use his left hand again, but bullied forward, his feet one forward and one back, his waist twisted down, his left arm was bent, and he was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Leaning elbow!

Liu Ji understood the other party's intention, which was to play hand-to-hand combat to reduce the space for him to dodge and move, and force him to fight hard.

He dodged the elbow blow with a squat, grabbed the opponent's pants with his free right hand, swung his left leg back, and then bent forward hard, and hit the opponent's thigh with a knee, although because he was too close to use all his strength, this collision still made Zhang Wuprice's lower plate loose.

Liu Ji immediately let go of the left hand holding the opponent's fist, hugged his waist from below, exerted all his strength, flipped back suddenly, and fell on the spot, throwing Zhang Wuxuan behind him.

"Good!"

It wasn't until he clapped his hands and stood up straight that the earth-shattering shouts rang out one after another.

Zhang Wuxuan slowly got up, this fall is not heavy, but under the noses of everyone, the winner or loser is already clear at a glance, this time the other party is facing each other head-on, basically no tricks are used, wrestling is also a skill in the army, and he has not lost unjustly.

On the battlefield, not to mention that he has fallen to the ground, even if his legs and feet are slightly unstable, he will also die.

"So-and-so lost."

"Concession." Liu Ji was colorless, and hugged his fists in return: "If you still want to fight the blade, go and pick one." ”

Zhang Wuxuan shook his head, walked over and picked up his clothes: "The master is a disciple of Tian Yuanjun, and the sword and gun are not the enemy of a certain person, so why bother to humiliate himself." ”

I'm ashamed, Liu Ji really doesn't remember what weapon kung fu he learned from Tian Zhen, the master, and of course he won't say it now.

"Go to Duan Yuhou's place and ask him to be dismissed, removed from his name, and return to his hometown."

Zhang Wuxuan threw down a sentence, pushed everyone away without looking back, and squeezed out of the crowd, leaving only Liu Ji standing there in a daze, he didn't plan to drive people away.