Rumble!

Fan Jiang's feet slammed down, causing the entire floor to tremble.

Countless people were dumbfounded, only the poor young lady at the front desk wanted to cry without tears.

She originally supported Cheng Hai, but after Fan Jiang started it, she began to worry about whether this floor could withstand it.

Cheng Hai turned over and stood up, the place where he was originally had been occupied by a big pit.

"How are you going to fight this?" Zhang Li grabbed her hair.

She practices mixed martial arts and knows how decisively weight can affect the fight.

In terms of strength and resistance alone, Cheng Hai and Fan Jiang are completely the difference between featherweight and heavyweight, which is not fair at all!

"Senior sister, if that shirtless person is as good as you, can you win?" Long Yiyang looked at Ji Youzhu.

Ji Youzhu shook his head and didn't speak.

If you really want to say, it's not a trick to deceive. But if you really only have those four or two forces, it's impossible to do that.

What's more, compared to Cheng Hai, how much more is Fan Jiang?

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hai half-squatted and sank, his hands like a tired bird closing his wings, hugging in front of him.

"Tai Chi?" Long Yiyang's eyes lit up.

"It's gossip." Ji Youzhu corrected.

Taijiquan and Baguazhang are often mentioned together, they both belong to the internal boxing, and the boxing theory is also very similar, but there are many differences in the expression of the tricks.

Taijiquan focuses on "cotton", defeats the enemy with softness, and uses strength to fight. The saying that four or two thousand catties are actually the best summary of the characteristics of Tai Chi techniques.

Baguazhang, on the other hand, pays more attention to "walking". Using subtle steps, while defending, wandering between the weak points of the enemy's attack, like a complete gossip, not a drop of water.

Cheng Hai's starting style is gossip.

Seeing that Cheng Hai did not attack, Fan Jiang flew up with a punch.

Cheng Hai stepped back slightly, slashed at the outside of Fan Jiang's forearm, and at the same time kept moving, his body rotated against Fan Jiang's outstretched arm, and he turned around and hit him on the back of the head with an elbow.

"Good!"

A beautiful counterattack that amazed everyone.

Fan Jiang raised the corner of his eyes and stood up straight to face Cheng Hai again.

At this moment, he really felt interesting.

Fan Jiang suddenly glanced at the ground, attracting Cheng Hai's attention for a moment, and then his body rushed forward, and with a punch, he approached Cheng Hai's front door.

Cheng Hai had already taken precautions, and slashed at Fan Jiang's wrist with a palm, swinging his strength, and walked up again, wandering on Fan Jiang's side, while not forgetting to slap his armpit to block his pursuit.

Relying on his powerful body, Fan Jiang reorganized his posture and turned around to fight continuously.

However, Cheng Hai's moves were extremely steady, whether it was a hook, jab, or a close-quarters elbow, he intercepted it in advance, channeling his strength to the side, and using Fan Jiang's limbs as cover, moving to his side, attacking his ribs, armpits, and the back of his head and other hard-to-defend parts.

The figures of the two people are staggered and moved with each other, as if they are dancing together, full of beauty.

This is gossip in the palm of your hand!

"Thirty-Seven, Thirty-Eight, Thirty-Nine......"

Ji Youzhu clenched his fists and silently memorized the points.

In just a few moves, Cheng Hai hit more than a dozen palms, and if he continues like this, he may really have a chance to win.

sideways against Cheng Hai, who was close, Fan Jiang's right fist pierced through his armpit and attacked at close range.

Cheng Hai's eyes lit up, and he grabbed his left wrist while retreating, then clasped his right hand, crossed it with force, and pulled it back. When Fan Jiang was exhausted, Cheng Hai pushed violently with both hands, taking advantage of the gap when his hands could not exert force, he took advantage of the situation to bend over, and his hands were like a big peng spreading his wings, and he hit the temples on both sides of Fan Jiang heavily.

"Beautiful!"

Zhang Li shouted.

"What a smooth twin peaks!"

Ji Youzhu's heart was beating fast, and if it weren't for the etiquette habits she had always cultivated, she would have wanted to shout like everyone else.

The excited shouting made Fan Jiang angry.

He strode forward, his crossed hands stretched out like scissors.

Cheng Hai bent back, Fan Jiang's hands pressed against his chest, and when his arms were fully opened, a kick happened to appear in the gap between them, hitting him in the jaw hard!

"Sleeve in foot!"

Ji Youzhu shouted and subconsciously covered his mouth.

On the field, Fan Jiang's body had fallen backwards, and his raised head could no longer see the vision ahead.

"Chance!"

Cheng Hai saw the opportunity, deceived himself, his claws were like a dragon, and caught up with a white ape offering peaches.

But he didn't want to, Fan Jiang didn't look at it, and grabbed Cheng Hai's hands with his hand.

Again!

He, no need for eyes!

"Oops!"

Everyone's hearts were lifted as if they had been choked by the throat.

Ji Youzhu clutched his pants, and his palms suddenly sweated.

"Those two moves just now count as two points."

Fan Jiang smiled slightly, pushed Cheng Hai's shoulder, and then pulled it back with one hand, cutting his arm to his throat.

Cheng Hai gritted his teeth and barely put a hand on the attack before it came, but he was still smashed to the ground by a blow.

The back of his head hit the ground hard, and Cheng Hai's eyes went blank.

The air was quiet, and it seemed that the showdown was going to end in this way.

"Alas......"

I don't know who sighed first, and the rest came back to their senses from the tense state.

"The gap is too big."

"Yes, it's impossible to win."

"It's a pity ......"

Everyone turned their heads to each other and talked about it.

Ji Youzhu, who has studied martial arts, also sighed and felt sorry for this.

Fan Jiang is a monster, even if her grandfather, who is known as the grandmaster of national arts, plays in person, it is estimated that she will not be able to get much benefit.

Cheng Hai is very strong, but he chose the wrong opponent.

With such a heavy blow to the throat, no matter how good his physical fitness is, he will definitely not be able to stand up.

"Ahem......"

The dull coughing sound made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

He's alive!

"Bang Bang ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Suddenly, one person applauded, followed by a continuous applause.

Although Cheng Hai lost, the skills he showed, everyone present was unwilling to call him a master from the bottom of their hearts.

Fan Jiang's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop.

Because, Cheng Hai is trying to get up.

His eyes began to be bloodshot, the veins in his body bulged hideously, and his body suddenly grew larger.

His skin turned red, exuding a terrifying momentum, like a hellish Shura, full of murderous aura!

"What is this? It's horrible......"

Some girls got goosebumps in one hand and subconsciously tightened their coats.

Fan Jiang frowned, and said helplessly: "Hey, you don't want to fight with me, right?" ”

Cheng Hai's heart beat nearly twice as fast, and the blood flow rate increased dramatically, which made it look like suffocation.

In this state, his strength and speed can be greatly improved. But on the other hand, this can greatly damage the heart and cause the body to collapse.

This kind of mystery is called pre-borrowing.

In the original work, the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse died because of overuse.

"Haha......hahahaha

Cheng Hai's voice was hoarse, revealing full madness: "That ...... just now Just warmed up, now ...... Officially start ......"

In fact, Fan Jiang showed almost twice as much strength as him, and it was already very difficult to block just by blocking. If it weren't for Qi Le's ability to get the steel and iron bones after his death, he might have to be sent to rescue after receiving these three punches.

Without pre-borrowing, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Although he could have thrown in the towel and fell.

But he doesn't have much time to live, so if he doesn't take this opportunity to have fun, how many chances will he have in the future?

It's just a worthless life that can only be spent in bed, although it's good to take it!

"Whatever you want."

Fan Jiang sighed lightly and straightened up again.

Since words cannot be persuaded, then use your fists.