Chapter 114: Killing in the middle!
There are two kinds of intuition, one is intuitual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Innate intuition is generally very narrow, and it only has a weird intuition in a certain area that surpasses the feelings of many ordinary people.
In the same way, innate intuition is easy to slip away, and in general, relying too much on intuition and common sense and rational analysis can lead to the loss of this intuition.
Another kind of intuition is the experience accumulated from life experience, although this intuition is often inferior to innate intuition, but it is better to use it more effectively, the more it accumulates, the more amazing the effect it can play, and the most important point is that this intuition will not fade, just like eating and sleeping, it will be deeply imprinted in the human body.
The white-haired old man relied on the intuition accumulated by life, but he found that he seemed to have found a seedling with super strong intuition by nature!
"I don't know who will be stronger than Jona's fighting instincts when he was a child?"
The white-haired old man began to quietly observe.
If you win, you have a chance to attack, while the loser can only dodge or defend.
At the moment of losing, Yang Wei once again used 'Observing Words and Looks', because he needed to attack quickly, so his opponent would only rely on his subconscious to act.
But Yang Wei has a complete insight into the opponent's next moment of action!
"You want to slap me in the head with a stick?"
Yang Wei has already experienced this kind of thing, whether it is the mechanical clan, or Shangguan Bingqing, or Yi Kuan, after experiencing these things, even if he is a fool, he can figure out a little bit of the Tao.
Therefore, Yang Wei had already begun to lean back the moment the other party acted.
Even if the opponent's physical fitness is many times stronger than his, even if the opponent has not raised his hand, Yang Wei already has a tendency to avoid the opponent's attack.
So, under everyone's astonished gaze, the stick swept twice, but did not hit any entity.
And Yang Wei supported his back with both hands, sweating wildly in his heart: "The egg hurts, pretending to be too forced, this lower waist is too fierce, and it can't stand up." ā
"Dodge?"
The pigtailed man opened his mouth wide in surprise, but he didn't expect that the guy who seemed to be able to solve it at once would survive the first round.
In his mind, guessing this kind of thing still depends on luck. After winning two in a row, it is likely that the third will lose.
If you lose, you must survive the opponent's attack first, and then wait for the counterattack to win.
Obviously, such a good opportunity to win two in a row was wasted, which made the pigtailed man a little dissatisfied.
After all, I lost the opportunity to solve the Zhengfeng Pavilion.
At this time, the fat pig aunt also calmed down, and since Yang Wei had already played, she could only wait.
As for the bald father of the weak girl Feng Tianjiao?
He was still in a coma, showing no signs of waking up.
"It seems that the next handle can be out of the cloth, and the chance of him coming out of the scissors is very small, after all, I have two punches in a row, and he definitely doesn't dare to bet on whether I will still punch if I get down!"
The young man put down the wooden stick in his hand, squinted his eyes and raised his fist, his eyes staring at Yang Wei's hand, trying to guess what Yang Wei was doing.
The eyes of Qiao Na and the others also converged on the hands of the two, and it stands to reason that Yang Wei should also win.
However, what worries Qiao Na is that even if Yang Wei wins, with Yang Wei's speed, may he win with one blow when the other party has no defense?
After all, she had seen Yang Wei's clumsy dodgeball skills, which was definitely a normal person's physical fitness.
"Rock, scissors, paper!"
The young man saw his big palm, but found that Yang Wei really took out the scissors again, and the next second the thing immediately turned his attention to the pile of weapons between the two, wanting to know what Yang Wei was going to take.
But before the thing could react, he felt his eyes darken, and the sharp stinging sensation made the man cover his eyes and scream.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts! You kid, you bastard, you did it..."
Yang Wei withdrew his scissor hand, blew on his two fingers, and smiled: "It's really interesting, the rules don't say that you can't use your hands." Oh yes, didn't you beat someone's bald uncle with your hands before? Why, can the rules be changed? ā
Seeing this, the pigtailed man hurriedly squatted down and asked the young man, "How is it?" Are you okay? ā
The young man had tears and snot in his hands, but his eyes had not been opened for a long time, and he could not even see what was in front of him.
But the creature gritted his teeth and shouted viciously, "It's okay, I, I can continue!" ā
When the pigtailed man saw that his subordinates were so brave, he was immediately moved to tears, patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Good job, you didn't embarrass us." ā
With tears in his eyes and red and swollen eyes, the man stood up again and came to Yang Wei.
Yang Wei waved his hand, smiled and asked, "Dude, can you still do it?" I don't think you can even see a few of my fingers? ā
"Less nonsense, come on!"
"Rock, scissors, paper!"
As soon as the two of them made a move, the man heard Yang Weiwei shouting: "I won!" Death! ā
Instinctively, the man hurriedly retreated, and in a hurry, one accidentally fell to the ground.
Without waiting for the man to react, the pigtailed man roared angrily on the side: "You listen to his nonsense, you won, you idiot!" ā
The pigtailed man shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and said, "Next, let him go and heal his eyes first." ā
Yang Wei couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's good to go, don't send it, you have time to come and play!" ā
While struggling, the man shouted to the pigtailed man, "Big brother, I can still do it, I can continue." I..."
Ding dong!
The doorbell rings downstairs, and it seems that the first young, strong man has been thrown out.
"So, go ahead, we~"
Yang Wei said with a weird smile on the pigtailed man.
The pigtailed man felt goosebumps all over his body, and couldn't help but forcibly eliminate the uncomfortable feeling, and asked a group of guys behind him, "Who is the second one?" ā
"I'll let this guy know we're good!"
A black man with a height of more than two meters walked out of the crowd, stood opposite Yang Wei, had a bird's-eye view of Yang Wei from top to bottom, and said confidently.
"Rock, scissors, paper!"
As soon as he made a move, the tall black man had not yet reacted, and he felt a tearing rush from his lower body.
"Whew! My, my DD! ā
With a plop, the black man knelt down in front of Yang Wei and wailed over his DD.
The pigtailed man couldn't help but cover his face, hurry up and let this thing go, don't be ashamed.
"Who's the third?"
"I~"
"Wow, my toes!"
"Who's the fourth?"
"I'm coming!"
"Whew~my fingers!"
In one breath, Yang Wei won ten battles and ten victories, and defeated the enemy with one move, although the moves were all very disgusting moves, such as breaking fingers, stepping on toes, flirting with yin legs, killing for a thousand years, piercing eyes, inserting nostrils... But the victory is in one hit, and the hit is killing!
The tricks can be described as strange, and there are basically no duplicates.