Chapter 252: Ring Competition

In fact, He Datou is bitter and can't say it.

He couldn't stop at all now, as long as he was exhausted, Xiao Yao would seize the gap and give him a fatal blow.

It seems that Xiao Yao was forced to run all over the field by him, but in fact, it was Xiao Yao who was consuming his physical strength. He is powerful, but he is not infinitely powerful.

However, the small half of the tea kung fu, He Datou's meteor hammer, has been significantly slower.

Xiao Yao looked at the gap, and hit it with a stick, directly hitting He Datou's thigh. It will not hurt his muscles and bones, but also make him temporarily lose his mobility.

Then he flew up and kicked him in the stomach, kicking He Datou down.

Several squad leaders rushed up, thinking that the big head was not lightly injured, but after the inspection, they found that it was only a skin injury, and looked at Xiao Yao's eyes, respecting a lot.

In the army, you don't look at your age, you don't look at your background, as long as you are strong, you are worthy of respect!

Zhong Zibin also easily won the next game and entered the next round with Xiao Yao.

This time, Xiao Yao played against No. 11 Chen Gouzi, who had just used a spear to fly No. 2 directly, but this time he still chose a spear.

Xiao Yao didn't choose the Qi Mei stick again, and picked up the long sword that No. 2 had used just now.

Spears are already good at long-range combat, while longswords are good for close combat. As the saying goes: an inch is short, an inch is dangerous. How to break through the defense of the spear and fight in close quarters depends on Xiao Yao's ability.

As soon as the two came on stage, Yan Shaoxun laughed.

Xiao Lei looked at Xiao Yao, who was calm and relaxed, and then looked at Yan Shaoxun, who was overjoyed, and said curiously: "Fifth prince, is there anything funny?" ”

Yan Shaoxun glanced at Wei Yuanhou, who was watching the competition intently, as if he didn't listen to him.

He explained with a smile: "Xiao Yao is in the capital, and he lives in the Qinguo Mansion more than at home. He and Zibin can also have a draw, let alone others. ”

The subtext is: You must know that the fire marksmanship of the Qinguo Mansion is a must.

After Wei Yuanhou pricked up his ears and heard it, he saw Xiao Yao's movements, which was even more different, Xiao Lei's face was a little darker, and he felt a threat for the first time.

Sure enough, with only a dozen moves, let Chen Gouzi's gun shadow fill the sky, Xiao Yao was still able to seize the flaws and attack close combat.

The spear fought at close range, in fact, it was not as good as a stick, and after a few moves, it was put on the neck by Xiao Yao's long sword, and he could only admit defeat with his hands down.

Xiao Yao won two games in a row in the individual ring competition, and the soldiers below were stunned. The strength of those who came to power was obvious to all, and such a good player in the army was easily defeated in the hands of Xiao Yao, and everyone couldn't help but admire him.

After two rounds of this, there are only three people left on the stage now.

Xiao Yao, Zhong Zibin, and Wang Zijie. In this way, everyone has to play two games, and the winner is the deserved number one.

In the first draw, Zhong Zibin had a bye, and Wang Zijie played against Xiao Yao.

Wang Zijie is not an unknown junior, he was born in the Wang clan, a big clan in Liaodong, and he is the most talented and martial artist among the juniors of the Wang family.

He has excellent boxing skills, is the best at hand-to-hand combat, and once had a record of punching a wild wolf. So he didn't choose weapons, but went straight to the ring.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao simply put back the spear he was holding and walked into the ring empty-handed.

Wei Yuanhou frowned lightly, since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second. If you want to talk about the style of a gentleman in a martial arts competition, it is tantamount to pedantic.

Xiao Lei was secretly happy in his heart, Xiao Yao was so big, he committed a taboo in the military family, and his father definitely didn't like it.

Wang Zijie was a little unhappy when he saw this, and said loudly: "You can choose weapons, don't worry about me, whatever you choose, no one will say that you are invincible." ”

Xiao Yao made a starting gesture and said with a smile: "When I was in Fuzhou, I learned boxing with Siamese martial artists, and we were just fighting. ”

"Okay, I'll learn your tricks!"

As he spoke, Wang Zijie shouted, and a move "Tiger Descending the Mountain" struck Xiao Yao's chest. According to common sense, if Xiao Yao didn't parry with all his might, he should avoid the edge for the time being.

But Xiao Yao surprised everyone, he actually took half a step wrong, and hit Wang Zijie's elbow like lightning.

The accurate calculation, as well as the skill of four or two thousand catties, made Wang Zijie unable to retract, and his right hand was almost numb.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but jumped strangely twice in place, pulling out his fist and waiting for Wang Zijie to attack.

This scene stunned the soldiers who were accustomed to chasing after victory, and the most shocked was Yan Shaoxun, this is obviously taekwondo!

I didn't expect Xiao Yao to know taekwondo!

Yan Shaoxun looked at it again, the long legs under Xiao Yao's belt were simply against the sky! I thought that this pair of skins that had crossed over was already a top-level configuration, but I didn't expect Yan Qihuo to be more beautiful, and Xiao Yao's figure was even more crushing.

If it is left in the future, Xiao Yao is definitely a top traffic beautiful man, and these long legs alone are enough to make countless fans lick the screen and scream.

In taekwondo, the legs are full of power, and the explosiveness is perfect and beautiful.

Yan Shaoxun looked at the stage sourly, Wang Zijie and Xiao Yao were already fighting together. Xiao Yao's long legs are so good-looking whether they are side kicks or forward kicks.

Although there were no female fans at the scene, the screams of the soldiers present were enough to show Xiao Yao's popularity.

No matter where Wang Zijie attacked from, he could be defused by Xiao Yao, and Xiao Yao never took the initiative to attack, as if he had to wait for Wang Zijie's thirty-six fist techniques to be completed.

Yan Shaoxun's guess is right, Xiao Yao has been feeling a lot of depression recently, and he also wants to fight to the flesh like this as a catharsis.

When Wang Zijie's boxing technique was almost out of new moves, Xiao Yao began to make moves.

I saw him slamming Wang Zijie's temples with both hands into fists, watching him avoid a sideways kick halfway, then kick back, and then take advantage of Wang Zijie's dodge to kick straight away. made three consecutive consecutive kicks, directly kicking Wang Zijie out of the ring.

The audience was thunderous, and many people automatically raised their arms and shouted: "Xiao Yao!" Xiao Yao! ”

Xiao Yao wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a bright smile, the next scene was Wang Zijie vs. Zhong Zibin, he could just take a look.

In the past, he and Zhong Zibin had discussions from time to time, but they were all point-to-point, and he never made a ruthless move, and he never made some killing moves.

Today, you can give it a try.

Xiao Yao didn't make a heavy hand, Wang Zijie moved his muscles and bones, and he didn't find any injuries and went directly to the ring again.

Zhong Zibin was not as sure as Xiao Yao, but still chose the spear he was best at. came to the stage and said, "You just had a game, I'll let you rest for a while?" ”

Wang Zijie smiled heartily: "Lord Xiao's subordinates were merciful just now, I was not injured, even if I came!" ”

Since this is the case, Zhong Zibin was not polite, and directly shook the body of the gun and attacked. This competition was fought hard, and Wang Zijie's fist against the spear was simply evenly matched.

Maybe it was the competition just now that consumed Wang Zijie's strength, and after he and Zhong Zibin fought for 300 rounds, they unfortunately lost and were swept out of the ring by the spear.