Summary of the previous chapter: The competition began immediately, and Ma Cheng, the third son of the Ma family, played against Zi Biao, the second son of the Zi family

++++++++++++++++++++ Ma Cheng glanced at his fourth brother Ma Xiaoquan, who was sitting under the platform, out of the corner of his eye, and nodded secretly in his heart.

Taking two steps back again, Ma Cheng stabilized his body, and at this time, Zi Biao no longer hesitated, raised his fists and attacked again.

After trying to hit it hard once, Ma Cheng learned smart this time.

On the one hand, there was a bystander Qing who sighed at the fourth brother Ma Xiaoquan in his heart, and at the same time, Ma Cheng also made the best preparations for coping.

Zi Biao's fist smashed into Ma Cheng's chest, the corners of Ma Cheng's mouth grinned, his hands were in the shape of eagle claws, and his body twisted, directly clasping the Taiyuan acupoint at the wrists of Zi Biao's hands.

There are three acupoints at the wrist of the human body, one of which is Taiyuan, the second is Daling, and the third is Shenmen.

The Taiyuan acupoint is located at the side end of the horizontal stripes of the wrist, which belongs to the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, which belongs to the original acupoint of the lungs and the meeting of the hundred veins. If it hits too hard, it will stop the hundred veins and hurt the qi inside, to put it simply, if Ma Cheng buckles Zi Biao's Taiyuan acupoint, he will definitely break up his breath and guide the disorder.

But the most important thing for anyone who practices martial arts is the adjustment of the breath, Ma Cheng's hand is very smart, although Zi Biao's martial arts talent is not high, but the theoretical knowledge of martial arts is very solid, even if his hands and wrists are wrapped with gold wire bracers, but Zi Biao believes that with the strength of Ma Cheng and his fists just now, if he is caught like this, Taiyuan will be injured.

Zi Biao changed his moves in battle, and he should also use his fist as a claw.

Zi Biao's hands were much bigger than those of Ma Cheng, and a pair of big hands pressed over like two fans.

Ma Cheng seemed to have expected it, and at the same time as Zi Biao's claws attacked, he changed his move again and poked Zi Biao's hands with his sword fingers.

"Ah~" Zi Biao never expected Ma Cheng to be so sensitive, the tiger's mouth was pointed at by the sword, and there were bursts of numbness in his arms immediately.

Zi Biao frowned and retracted his hands, jumped a few steps back, and distanced himself from Ma Cheng

Under the platform, Zi Shaobo also frowned, as a bystander, he could see the fleeting trick just now very clearly.

Zi Shaobo didn't think that Zi Biao's fists could overwhelm the third son of the Ma family, but the quick change of the third son of the Ma family also made Zi Shaobo sigh in his heart.

"It's worthy of the Ma family, it's really amazing~" Zi Shaobo nodded at the second brother Zi Shaoyan and whispered.

Zi Shaoyan smiled slightly, turned his head and asked Zilong beside him: "Zilong, if you are Zi Biao, what should you do next?" ”

Zilong smiled slightly: "Attack!" ”

Zi Shaoyan smiled and said no more.

The conversation between Zi Shaoyan and Zilong was also heard by Zi Biao on the platform.

Although he was a little unconvinced, Zi Biao still agreed with Zilong's statement.

Next, Zi Biao really launched a fast attack, and it was getting faster and faster.

On the other side of the platform, Ma Ruiqing's sword frowned slightly, Zi Biao's fast attack is actually not difficult to break, the key is that the other junior of the Zi family, at a glance, can see the weakness of Cheng'er's lack of experience in dealing with fast attack, it is not simple, it is definitely not simple.

After Ma Ruiqing was behind, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help it again, and said loudly: "Third brother, four or two thousand catties~"

Ma Ruiqing was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoquan, and looked surprised.

"Four or two dialing a thousand catties" comes from Tai Chi, and specifically there is no specific move in substance.

Ma Xiaoquan is also in a hurry, he doesn't know if Ma Cheng can Taijiquan, after all, in his opinion, Taijiquan has only appeared for a short time, and even if Ma Cheng can, it is estimated that it will not be much. [It is rumored that Taijiquan was created by Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng, uh ~ Ming Dynasty people] Ma Cheng does not know any Taijiquan, but the concept of "four or two thousand catties" is understandable to him who has been practicing martial arts for a long time.

Zi Biao's fast attack is out of order, up and down, left and right, if it were given to ordinary people, Zi Biao would have seen the gap and knocked it over with one blow. But for Ma Cheng, who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has been honed in the pile of dead people, Zi Biao's seemingly chaotic fast attack is not too threatening.

Although Ma Cheng doubted in his heart that the fourth brother would suddenly say "four or two thousand catties", but the enemy was in front of him, and Ma Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't have time to think about it.

Ma Cheng gradually retreated to the edge of the platform, while Zi Biao rose up, thinking that Ma Cheng was losing and retreating.

Zi Shaoyan sighed and whispered to his brother Zi Shaobo: "Zi Biao is going to lose." ”

Zi Shaobo's face was depressed, the second brother's judgment has always been very accurate, on this platform, Zi Biao seems to have always had an advantage, but in fact, he has jumped into the trap set by Ma Cheng.

"Drink~" Zi Biao confidently punched a heavy punch, this heavy punch was fast, powerful, and well sealed Ma Cheng's dodge direction.

Zi Biao's heart was full of pride, no matter whether Ma Cheng dodged or caught this punch, he would be blasted out of the platform.

According to the regulations, the competition is within the platform, as long as you take half a step out of the platform, you will be judged to lose

What Zi Biao could think of, Ma Cheng had already thought of.

Seeing Zi Biao showing a hint of pride, Ma Cheng sighed lightly and walked towards Zi Biao's fist.

Zi Biao's fist is too big, and the visual impact is very huge, the little girl Liu Xiangxiang doesn't know martial arts, and when she saw Ma Cheng coming up, she was so frightened that she covered her eyes.

Li Qinghan and Qiao Yu both knew martial arts, and as bystanders, the two of them had already foreseen the final result.

Qiao Yu turned his head and said to his husband Jun Ma Yuan: "Xianggong, the third brother has won, it's your turn~"

Ma Yuan nodded and hummed softly.

At this time, the competition also ended.

Ma Cheng stood alone on the platform, while Zi Biao stood under the platform with a puzzled expression.

The result speaks for itself, Ma Cheng won, Zi Biao lost

Zi Biao's face was very ugly, just now he was obviously determined to win, but why, why at the last moment, he lost the competition because of his unstable center of gravity.

Ma Cheng stretched out his hand, pulled Zi Biao onto the platform, and patted Zi Biao's shoulder with a smile: "You are very strong, but you don't have enough actual combat experience, if I go head-to-head with you, I will definitely lose." ”

Zi Biao is a bold person, since he lost, he simply admitted it.

"I lost~" Zi Biao bowed his head and said

Zi Shaoyan laughed, stood up, and shouted: "Zi Biao, it's not terrible to lose, it's your mentality that is terrible, remember, where do I fall and get up." ”

Zi Biao looked at the fourth uncle, Zi Shaobo, and saw that Zi Shaobo also kept nodding, and his mood, which was not very calm, suddenly eased a lot.

"The child understands~" Zi Biao respectfully bowed to Zi Shaoyan and Zi Shaobo, then turned around and bowed to Ma Ruiqing and Ma Mu, and slowly retreated from the platform.