Chapter 30: The Dogfight (continued)

"Oh my god, I have to go up, and if I stay any longer, I'll be stoned here."

The black-headed tiger jumped out of a crack in embarrassment, and when his upper body just came out, he saw that Huang Feihong was being besieged by five or six people, and he was very unlucky, he was not far from Huang Feihong's feet.

Of course, not only a few people on Huang Feihong's side were scuffling together, but in other corners, or four or five people, they surrounded the wooden block of the entrance order and got into a scuffle, sometimes one person took advantage of the fact that several people could not get out of the body, and wanted to reach out and take away the wooden block of the entrance order, but the rest of the people stopped fighting and turned to attack together.

Now there was chaos in the ring, and everyone on the shore was both excited and uncomfortable to see, because they found that their eyes could not keep up with the scene of the fight, and some masters sometimes changed opponents, maybe one second, the two of them worked together against one person, and the next second they joined forces with the other person to attack each other.

Also, someone was repelled to another corner, but that person failed to bully himself and went back, and was instantly drawn into the scuffle in this corner.

Therefore, the people on the shore are constantly turning their heads, looking here and there.

The topic returned to Huang Feihong.

The masters who were besieging together now only wanted to defeat Huang Feihong, and when they saw the head of the black-headed tiger appear at Huang Feihong's feet, they regarded it as a breath of air, whether they should come out of their legs or their legs, who would care if the black-headed tigers were accidentally injured by their legs.

At this time, the black-headed tiger was stunned, he found that his waist was stuck, and he could only go up and down, so he watched with horror as the sharp leg whip swept over.

Seeing this, Huang Feihong hurriedly stepped on the head of the black-headed tiger, jumped with his strength, and used his shadowless legs to repel the three masters in an instant.

"Huang Feihong."

With a roar of rage, the two masters followed Huang Feihong with their footwork, one elbowed down from mid-air, and the other held the plank with both hands, using his famous leg technique - the deadly scissor leg. It crossed left and right at the moment, like a big pair of scissors, clattering to cut off Huang Feihong's legs.

Then.

In this instant, with the offensive of the two masters on the opposite side, the three masters who were repelled before also stepped forward, and they all used their own fighting methods, with tiger fists, iron sand palms and eagle grasps.

It can be said that Huang Feihong now has no one to attack except for the direction under his feet, and all other directions are facing the unique tricks of the opponent.

Amid the exclamations of everyone on the shore for Huang Feihong's danger, Nalan Yuanshu was standing on the bridge at this time, playing with two round and smooth jade balls in his hands, and said, "Brother Shen, if you were in Huang Feihong's position, how would you repel the joint attack of the five masters. ”

"Oh, no." Shen Zhu didn't think much about it, so he said his answer in passing, and then asked rhetorically by the way: "What should I do if I am Brother Nalan." ”

Nalan Yuanshu laughed a few times and said, "It's the same as Brother Shen." ”

Nalan Yuanshu was very happy at this time, he thought that Shen Zhu was a fellow traveler with him, and he turned a deaf ear to Huang Feihong's practice of causing him to be in deep danger because of rescuing the black-headed tiger. If it were him, he would be ruthless and directly kick the black-headed tiger up to weaken the offensive of the siege.

"Like me?"

"I mean, there's no way people will have a chance to besiege me."

"Nalan Yuanshu, I'm afraid you're using human life as a weapon."

After hearing this, Shen Zhu's heart was filled with thoughts, and then he inadvertently saw Nalan Yuanshu's expression flashing, with a bit of fierceness in the corners of his eyes. Obviously, just as he guessed, I am afraid that Nalan Yuanshu will directly kick the black-headed tiger as a football to block or lift the offensive of the siege.

Regarding Shen Zhu and Nalan Yuanshu's pretending behavior about Huang Feihong's dangerous situation, everyone on the shore was not even interested in understanding it, after all, they were still quite afraid of the official yamen, for fear that they would be imprisoned by the officers and soldiers on charges of plotting misdeeds because they looked at them a few more times.

"Hey, it seems that Master Huang is going to lose his qualification to compete with foreigners tonight."

"According to me, the black-headed tiger shouldn't be saved at all, let him be kicked to death."

"Also, in the neighborhood of Xiguan, who is not clear about the black-headed tiger."

"Huang Feihong is really, he can't save anyone, but he saves a wicked person who only knows how to blackmail the neighborhood all day long."

……

And at this moment, the black-headed tiger who is despised by everyone on the shore, he is now wailing in the mezzanine of the ring. The force of Huang Feihong's kick is not light, coupled with the sharp corners of the gap, the black-headed tiger now wants to hold down the headache of his head, but there are bursts of hot pain in his waist, so the black-headed tiger rubs his head with one hand to relieve the pain, and wipes his waist with the other.

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded in the ears of the black-headed tiger.

Then, a figure appeared in the eyes of the black-headed tiger, accompanied by dust, sawdust, and wooden blocks of various sizes.

"Huang Feihong?"

At this time, the black-headed tiger forgot to scream, and looked at Huang Feihong squatting in front of him with a stunned expression.

"Bang bang."

The light was dazzling, and the black-headed tiger was dumbfounded, and he found that the plank above his head had suddenly disappeared, and he was now in a pit with a radius of five square meters.

"Oh my god, these masters are all perverts."

In the first round of the competition, the black-headed tiger saw that the ring was stepped on by people and holes, he thought that the wooden board was very thin, and he could also step on it, but he was very depressed, and his foot hurt, and the wooden board did not even leave a mark.

Therefore, when Shen Zhu changed the rules of the second round of martial arts to melee, the black-headed tiger felt that his opportunity had come, so he secretly drilled into the mezzanine of the ring and fished in troubled waters.

Now, the fish in troubled waters is gone, and he has become a turtle in an urn.

"Good morning, masters, I'm passing by, you continue." The black-headed tiger smiled awkwardly at the masters above his head.

"Morning? The black-headed tiger is not sleeping stupidly underneath. A master with the figure of a strong man, with a contemptuous look on his face, spat and said.

"Black-headed Tiger, if you jump into the river now, we'll treat you as if you're passing by, otherwise."

Speaking of this, the master with the strong man's body stretched out his thick palm and slowly squeezed it in front of the black-headed tiger's eyes. The knuckles are pinched like fried beans.

The black-headed tiger swallowed a mouthful of water in his throat, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a begging expression: "Uncles, the little brother is really passing by." ”

As he spoke, the black-headed tiger's eyes rolled and he secretly looked around to see where he could slip away.

"I want to run."

As soon as the voice fell, the master with the strong man's body immediately flew up and kicked it, and with a bang, he immediately broke the wooden plank beside the black-headed tiger.

"Damn, did I kill your mother or prostitute your, as for staring at me like this."

The black-headed tiger ducked to the side, his face was panicked and angry, he saw the river flowing under the hole, and it was obvious that if he couldn't dodge that kick, he would not only be seriously injured, but also lose the qualification to compete at night!