Silence, the audience was silent, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Wuyan who fell to the ground, and Yueyue's heart was even more in her throat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Seeing Li Wuyan's hands barely supported on the ground, constantly panting for breath, Yueyue really wanted Li Wuyan to step down and admit defeat. Anyway, he has done his best, and this is what everyone in the martial arts hall has seen. It's not an important game, so why bother? But Yueyue still suppressed herself, clenching her fists tightly, but tears kept rolling in her eyes. This is Li Wuyan's battle, and it should be up to him to decide whether to fight or surrender, and I, an outsider, have the qualifications to help him make a decision?

Wu Sangang did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but stood in place and looked at Li Wuyan vigilantly. There may be some martial virtue and benevolence at work, but more importantly, his sixth sense tells him that Li Wuyan is dangerous now. He didn't understand why Li Wuyan, who had difficulty even supporting himself on the ground, would give himself such a feeling, but he still believed in his sixth sense and decided to wait and see. Anyway, his advantage is already very large, there is no need to take this risk.

Li Wuyan finally stood up with his head down, and then waved his hand to the audience, meaning that he could still fight. Many people in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and Fan Zhutou slowly relaxed his clenched hands. Zhao Chengyun took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Yusen, tell your apprentice to admit defeat, now the form is so obvious, it's not interesting to fight again." You don't want your apprentice to lie in bed for ten days and half a month. ”

Fan Zhutou said nonchalantly: "This kid has just practiced martial arts for a month, and it is the time when he needs to learn a lesson the most. With Brother Zhao's apprentices on stage doing a personal demonstration, what a rare opportunity, and what is it to be injured? Anyway, young people recover quickly, and they get out of bed in a month or two at most, so it doesn't matter. ”

Zhao Chengyun laughed, stood up and patted Fan Zhutou's shoulder and said, "Yusen, you are still hard-mouthed, you have only been practicing martial arts for a month, and you can pass so many moves under Sangang?" You're a joker. ”

Fan Zhutou did not answer, but silently picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Zhao Chengyun's face gradually became gloomy, he turned his head to look at Li Wuyan in the ring, and said in a deep voice: "It's only been a month? No kidding. ”

Although a month is not a long time, it is enough to improve Li Wuyan's endurance by a stage, a month ago, he would definitely not be able to stand the pain in his ribs and faint, but he has experienced this month's hellish training, and he doesn't know how many times he has practiced to lose his strength, and this pain is compared to the pain of training...... Well, it still hurts. Li Wuyan exhaled forcefully twice, keeping his breathing rate undisturbed, and then his feet jumped again, but the movement of his hands was different from before.

This time, his left hand was only raised to the position in front of his chest, and his right hand was constantly waving, completely opposite to the obvious defensive posture before, as if he was going to take the initiative to attack. This is just a helpless choice, because his left hand can only be barely raised, and there is no need to think about defense, which also plays a role in maintaining the balance of his body. However, even if his body was at such a big disadvantage, Li Wuyan did not lose heart, but his fighting spirit became even higher. He felt that Wu Sangang was about to be caught by him, and then it was up to him to see how many more punches he could throw.

Li Wuyan slowly approached Wu Sangang, Wu Sangang still looked at him vigilantly, but he didn't strike first. Until there was only one position left between the two, Li Wuyan's right fist hit Wu Sangang's right side with several consecutive jab strikes, and Wu Sangang did not counterattack, but just dodged at will. The two of them are like martial arts performances in singing, attacking and defending at the same time, and the movements look gorgeous, but anyone with a discerning eye understands that neither of them on the stage paid attention to this. But it's like confusing people, what the hell do they want to do?

Wu Sangang also wanted to know what Li Wuyan wanted to do, from the beginning of Li Wuyan's move, he gave him a very dangerous feeling, but he didn't know where the danger was, so he had to see the move to respond to all changes. But after going on for a while, he got bored, and the back and forth between the two sides was not martial arts at all, it was like playing with a child. His heart became more and more impatient, and the range of his movements also increased, and he was almost punched in the face by Li Wuyan by one accident. He hurriedly took a few steps back and shook his head to clear his mind. Calm down, Wu Sangang, I have such a big advantage, there is no need to worry, calm down. Suddenly, he was stunned again, wondering if he was too cringe. Why do you still hold back when you have such a big advantage, isn't this contrary to your style all along? Thinking of this, Wu Sangang's eyes became sharper, and he decided that no matter what medicine Li Wuyan bought in his gourd, he just had to rely on his strength to overwhelm him!

Wu Sangang's change in momentum was felt most clearly by Li Wuyan, but he was still the same as just now, stepping forward and punching the right jab. Wu Sangang casually turned sideways to dodge the punch, and then wanted to raise his right foot to fight back. But he suddenly felt his stomach sink and his body became unstable, he hurriedly retracted his attacking foot and blocked his hand on his chin, but it was still a little late, and before he could stabilize his hand, he was hit on his forearm by Li Wuyan's hook punch, and he couldn't help but stumble back a few steps.

Wu Sangang was surprised, Li Wuyan's left hand still had the strength to make an attack action, and the audience was even more surprised, because in their opinion, Li Wuyan put his left fist in a position very early, and it was Wu Sangang himself who hit the fist. Wu Sangang looked at Li Wuyan with some surprise, but Li Wuyan didn't give him a chance to think, he quickly stepped forward and clenched his right hand and hit it with a straight punch, Wu Sangang dodged to the side, but just turned around and felt his back being pushed again, and hurriedly took a few steps back. The situation on the stage suddenly became weird, Li Wuyan seemed to be able to see Wu Sangang's movements clearly, every time Wu Sangang wanted to counterattack, his left fist would appear in a certain position, hindering his movements, making Wu Sangang only tired of defense.

Although the people in the audience didn't know why, they all understood that it was Li Wuyan who had an advantage now, and began to cheer loudly for Li Wuyan, after all, he represented his own martial arts hall no matter what. And Zhao Chengyun's face has become very ugly since Li Wuyan stretched out his left fist for the first time to block Wu Sangang's turn, and he grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly without saying a word. Fan Zhutou didn't understand it at first, but seeing that Zhao Chengyun's face was so ugly, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, shook his head and said, "Brother Zhao, your apprentice is inevitably too honest." ”

Zhao Chengyun said with a dark face: "Lao Tzu has told this kid many times that there are no eyes in the ring, so don't care so much." His senior brother Zhou Haiyang also told him many times that it would not hurt much, and that it would be good to rest for a few months, and there would be no hidden dangers. But I didn't expect this kid to still have demons. Speaking of this, he sighed again, leaned on the back of the chair and said with a wry smile: "Obviously so talented in martial arts, why can't your mood keep up?" It's really exhausting to teach such a stinky boy. ”

Fan Zhutou smiled and said nothing, continuing to pay attention to the situation on the stage. Fan Zhutou was actually very anxious in his heart, it seemed that although Li Wuyan had the advantage, Li Wuyan only stretched out his left hand every time to hinder Wu Sangang's actions instead of attacking him, which showed that the condition of Li Wuyan's left hand was already very bad, and he didn't know how many times he could raise it again. If the other party can notice this and slowly follow him, Li Wuyan will definitely lose in the end.

Both masters were concerned about their disciples, and the two disciples were also very worried about their own conditions. Li Wuyan's worries were just as Fan Zhutou thought, he didn't know how many times his left hand could be raised, to be honest, he was unconscious now, and the position that stretched out several times was very different from what he expected. And Wu Sangang finally found that his actions were seen through by Li Wuyan. He did a lot of disguises that he thought he was in place, but somehow Li Wuyan discovered his secret - he was now unable to attack with his left foot.

It's not that I can't do it physically, but I am afraid in my heart. Ever since he had broken the ribs of his elder brother Zhou Haiyang with his left foot, he would feel scared every time he tried to attack with his left foot with all his might, and fear would make him hesitate. This momentary hesitation is quite fatal in a duel between masters, so he seals his left foot and only uses his left foot to make some false moves, and the real killing moves are all on the right foot. He was already very cautious in this duel, and even chose a few difficult moves to make his left foot attack look more natural. But I didn't expect to be seen through, and the other party was so decisive that he made a fuss directly in this place. Isn't he afraid of errors in judgment? If I had no problem with my left foot, wouldn't he have lost just now?

Wu Sangang became more and more anxious, and he also understood that Li Wuyan's left hand would not be able to move for a long time, but the other party's posture of nakedly taking advantage of his shortcomings and then playing with him made him very unhappy. Wu Sangang didn't think about attacking with his left foot, but the more he cared about the movement of his left foot, the more jerky it became, and even he almost forgot what kind of left-footed kicking posture was correct.

The two stopped pestering and briefly separated, looking at each other breathlessly. Li Wuyan was mainly physically exhausted, the injuries caused to him by those two feet were not fake, and he had been active at high intensity for so long, and now not only his left hand, but his entire body began to become heavy.

Wu Sangang was mentally exhausted, he was worried too much, and his whole brain was not good. Now looking at Li Wuyan's eyes full of fighting spirit, his mind became even heavier. Why can Li Wuyan still maintain such a high fighting spirit? Wu Sangang couldn't figure it out, his two feet were definitely not watered, and there was a feeling of a solid kick on Li Wuyan's body from his feet. Ordinary people eat their own kicks, let alone continue to move smoothly like Li Wuyan, and people with almost willpower will faint in pain, but Li Wuyan's left hand can still maintain a high level of striking action. What made him even more incomprehensible was why Li Wuyan was working so hard, this was just an exchange match, not a battle of life and death. The other martial arts hall people basically surrendered and admitted defeat immediately after being injured, why did Li Wuyan persist for so long with his injuries?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, there are too many things that Wu Sangang can't figure out in this game, he is still groggy to deal with Li Wuyan's attack, and almost all his actions are handed over to instinct. But just like that, the flow rate of Wu Sangang's blood actually began to speed up, and it was even as if he could hear the sound of blood rushing in his body. He also has a breath of anger in his heart, not angry, not sad, not happy, not sad, he doesn't understand what kind of emotion this is, but it can make him emotional. Comfortable and happy! Wu Sangang only had this thought in his heart, and all the depression and demons in his heart dissipated at this moment. Then, everything seemed to fall into place, and Wu Sangang kicked out his left foot.

The foot speed is not fast, the tail strength is not strong, but there is no hesitation. Li Wuyan didn't defend well, and stumbled a few steps slightly, but he still stabilized his figure. Wu Sangang didn't expect that he would be able to kick this kick. But he didn't think much of it, and now he only had one thought in his head - he didn't want to lose this game! Li Wuyan is such a good opponent, he may not be able to meet the second one in his life, how can he lose to him?

As if he didn't believe in evil, Li Wuyan hit his right jab again, and at the same time, his left fist was also stretched out in advance. Wu Sangang did not hit Li Wuyan's left fist again this time, but turned in the opposite direction to dodge this punch, and then swept towards Li Wuyan with a blow of his left foot, Li Wuyan reluctantly pressed down with his right hand and blocked the kick with his elbow. Wu Sangang did not give up the attack, and immediately stepped on his left foot, and was ready to throw his right leg and kick Li Wuyan again. He concluded that Li Wuyan must have only chosen to dodge, because his left hand could no longer withstand the blow, and his right hand was exhausted in blocking that move. As long as this kick disrupts his pace, then the next one is sure to win!

But at this moment, Li Wuyan didn't panic in the slightest, but grinned, I finally caught you!

As soon as Wu Sangang's left foot stood firm, Li Wuyan's left leg was raised. This order surprised everyone, and Zhao Chengyun even stood up involuntarily. But Wu Sangang didn't notice this, but habitually bent his right leg to prepare for a side kick, at this time Li Wuyan happened to kick forward with his left foot and kicked on Wu Sangang's thigh that was still preparing to exert his strength. Li Wuyan only used his fists to attack and defend the whole court, Wu Sangang began to pay attention to the attack on Li Wuyan's hand under inertia, and it was only now that he suddenly remembered that this guy had legs!

The sudden blow caused Wu Sangang's body to lose balance and fall forward, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to defend in front, but Li Wuyan was faster, after all, he had already prepared. He slammed his knee into Wu Sangang's stomach, causing Wu Sangang's body to curl up, and then slammed his right hook into his face, knocking him to the ground.

Li Wuyan did not continue to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but looked condescendingly at Wu Sangang who fell to the ground. Wu Sangang lay on the ground and rubbed his face, rubbed his stomach again, and finally said with a smile: "I lost." ”

Hearing Wu Sangang's words, the people in the audience couldn't help but shout, but Wu Sangang patted his ass and sat on the stage as if he was nothing. But Li Wuyan staggered off the stage with his right hand covering his stomach, looking at the injury, he really didn't know who was losing and who was winning. A group of people surrounded Li Wuyan and chirped there, Li Wuyan ignored them, and walked straight to the cutest little girl in the audience. He stretched out his right hand and wanted to make a high-five movement, but he didn't expect Yueyue to have red eyes, and rushed up directly to hug him tightly, whimpering and shouting: "Stupid! A sucker! A sucker! You're such a big idiot. ”

I wish I could be a fool, too. Li Wuyan smiled and shook his head, wanting to touch Yueyue's head as usual, and then say a few words to amuse her. But as soon as Li Wuyan wanted to stretch out his hand, his eyes went black and he fell over.