Yun Zhongyue walked towards the playground, listening intently as he walked.

Ren Qiuling saw that the skinny foreigner was standing less than three steps away from Yun Zhongyue's right, smiling evilly, quietly watching Yun Zhongyue pass by her. After Yun Zhongyue staggered over, he suddenly held his breath and waved his hand to press the thunder fire in his hand to the back of Yun Zhongyue's neck.

"Right rear!" Ren Qiuling shouted.

Yun Zhongyue was already tense in his nerves, and as soon as he heard the shout, he immediately turned his palm and slapped it with his backhand. "Boom!" The thunder fire of the two really hit each other's bodies, Yun Zhongyue was so shocked that he staggered, and the thunderbolt boy fell to the ground immediately after being electrocuted, his body did not move, and his hands and feet were shaking.

Sure enough, playing the Five Thunder Orthodox Method is still the most authentic for the Chinese.

"Ma'am, a little chivalry, okay?" The foreign swordsman said coldly, "If you open your mouth to help your friend, I will also help my friend." He looked at Ren Qiuling threateningly.

"What chivalry, didn't you use illusions first?" Ren Qiuling sneered, but her voice was so small that only she could hear it.

Yun Zhongyue turned around and shook his hand, signaling Ren Qiuling to stop talking.

At this time, the thunderbolt boy on the ground had sat up straight, shaking his head to make himself sober.

Yun Zhongyue's left hand was pinched, his right hand was bluffed, and a ball of thunder and fire appeared on his palm again. He slowly raised the thunder fire and shouted, "Everyone, you remember clearly, my name is Yunzhongyue!" When the last word came out, he suddenly turned around and slapped his palm, pressing the thunder fire towards the thunderbolt boy's head.

Thunderbolt Boy rolled on the spot, dodging the palm. Yun Zhongyue's palm thunder slammed directly into the ground, and the electricity came out of a pit the size of a bowl.

The thunderbolt boy rolled over and got up, and thunder and fire gushed out from Yun Zhongyue's palm again, and he took advantage of the situation to chase after him.

This thunderbolt boy is also a clever person, knowing that Yun Zhongyue can't see himself, he only locked himself by his voice, and immediately stood still, his feet stood on tiptoe, and he retreated again and again, really silent.

One forward, the other backward, and the two ran three or four steps at the same pace. Yun Zhongyue suddenly stopped, a confused expression appeared on his face, and his eyes searched left and right. The thunder fire in his palm stopped less than ten centimeters in front of the thunderbolt boy's face, and the boy's entire face turned blue.

At this time, there was silence on the playground. The breeze blew through Yun Zhongyue's face, a drop of sweat dripped down, and there was a sound of "click" on the ground.

The thunderbolt boy slowly squatted down, his hands flexed into the shape of tiger claws, and slowly grabbed under Yun Zhongyue's ribs. Suddenly, two balls of thunder and fire emerged from his two hands, and his claws pressed Yun Zhongyue's two ribs.

"Ahh

The thunderbolt boy made a successful move, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, taking advantage of Yun Zhongyue's body in the air, and the thunder and fire of his hands slapped Yun Zhongyue one after another.

His thunder fire was not very powerful, but the thunder fire in his left hand was used, and he immediately changed to his right hand, and the hand grenade fire was extinguished, and he changed to his left hand again. Yun Zhongyue was electrocuted five or six times in succession, and when he landed, his whole person was soft and collapsed to the ground.

Thunderbolt Boy smiled all over his face, and saluted the group of foreigners like a ballet dancer, and suddenly thundered.

In the classroom, Ren Qiuling's eyes were already full of tears, and the villagers crowded to the door of the classroom and looked at Yun Zhongyue silently.

Yun Zhongyue lay motionless, and it took about ten seconds before he moved. He slowly stretched out his left hand in the direction of the classroom, as if he wanted Ren Qiuling to pull him.

Ren Qiuling took a step towards the playground with tears in her eyes, and the thunderbolt boy had already raised his foot and stepped on Yun Zhongyue's palm on the playground with a heavy kick.

Yun Zhongyue suddenly flipped his right hand, thunder and fire surged, and a palm hit the thunderbolt boy and stepped on his hands and feet. The thunderbolt boy hurriedly shrank his feet, but he was already locked to death by Yun Zhongyue's left hand.

"Boom!" The palm thunder really hit the shin bone of the lightning boy's right leg. The Thunderbolt Boy, who had just gotten carried away, immediately fell down like a stake, and his head hit the concrete floor with a "thump" sound.

Yun Zhongyue slowly got up, and although his steps were unsteady, he raised his hands high and showed a victorious smile. "Good! All right! Ren Qiuling shouted loudly, and then cheers rang out.

The faces of those foreigners were extremely ugly.

Hearing the sound of cheers, Yun Zhongyue was even more excited and couldn't restrain himself, his right hand swiped in the air, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and the thunder and fire erupted, as if he had picked a star from the sky into his hand.

The classroom erupted in thunderous applause.

The faces of the foreigners showed anger.

Yun Zhongyue's eyes were originally only milky white, and when he heard the applause, he thought that the whole world was applauding him, so he turned around triumphantly and was immediately dumbfounded—he couldn't see where the thunderbolt boy was.

Yun Zhongyue spun around, wanting to step on the thunderbolt boy with his foot. Thunderbolt Boy hadn't gotten up yet, rolling around on the ground to dodge. The group of foreigners deliberately chatted about the sky and interfered with Yun Zhongyue's hearing, and from time to time they let out strange laughter.

"Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha! A foreigner laughed. Originally, this laughter was so that Yun Zhongyue couldn't hear the sound of the thunderbolt boy rolling, but Yun Zhongyue attached great importance to what others thought of him, and when he heard the laughter, he mistakenly thought he was laughing at himself for being stupid, and turned his head and scolded angrily in the direction of the laughter: "You laugh at a fart!" ”

The Thunderbolt Boy jumped up, taking advantage of Yun Zhongyue's distraction, the thunder fire in his hands firmly pressed on Yun Zhongyue's left and right temples.

In just one moment, Yun Zhongyue fell to the ground and never moved again.

Ren Qiuling explained the battle situation to the villagers: "Yun Zhongyue was defeated by the Thunderbolt Boy. ”

Thunderbolt Boy jumped up and stomped on Yun Zhongyue's head with a strong kick, and then he stomped on Yun Zhongyue's head one by one. After a few kicks, Yun Zhongyue would writhe in pain, and after a few kicks, Yun Zhongyue was already as motionless as a dead corpse. A pool of blood poured out of the back of his head.

After stomping dozens of feet in succession, Thunderbolt Boy lifted his blood-stained leather shoes, wiped them on the ground, and then raised his hands triumphantly.

Ren Qiuling explained again: "Oops, Yun Zhongyue was trampled to death!" Although her words were not accurate, the villagers could guess the general situation.

The foreigners applauded thunderously, and the classroom was silent.

"When I'll do it later," Lee Myung-bak was so brave for the first time that he wanted to take the initiative. He instructed the villagers: "Keep shouting, 'Boom!'" 'You can't stop for a moment. "Lee Myung-bak is good at infrasonic attacks, and ordinary people can form a resonance area in the chest cavity to protect themselves as long as they follow the mantra aloud.

Lee Myung-bak gently took out a toad-skin-like garment from his close-fitting pocket and put it on his body, and then put on a trench coat. The principle of this toad skin garment is that the complex surface shape can absorb infrasound waves and transmit them to the plastic, and the infrasound waves are harmless to the plastic. Wearing this dress, Lee Myung-bak no longer has to worry about hurting himself by the power of his spell being too strong.

Ren Qiuling didn't expect the battle to be so fierce, so she shouted worriedly: "Li Mingbo! ”

Lee Myung-bak smiled at Ren Qiuling and walked out of the classroom with righteousness.

Walking out of the classroom door, Lee Myung-bak counted: "One, two, three." He clearly remembered that there were about three steps to the steps on the flat ground in front of the classroom door, and he walked three steps and then stopped. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion, and the skin on the back of his neck turned bright pink with excitement. "Shh

"Boom!" Ren Qiuling took the lead in shouting, and everyone in the classroom hurriedly followed.

The thunderbolt boy was caught off guard and fell headlong beside Yun Zhongyue.

When Lee Myung-bak came out, the foreigners who watched the play had already retreated more than ten meters. This spell has a certain damage distance, and it has no effect on the foreigners who are extremely quick to see the opportunity.

"It's the growlers of China!" The foreign swordsman is well-informed, and he explained Lee Myung-bak's identity in one sentence, "But he didn't mention the spell sound amplifier box." ”

There may also be foreigners who do not understand Chinese, so this word was immediately translated into several languages and spread among foreigners.

The foreign swordsman was very high, and immediately shouted in Chinese: "Growler, come out!" This order was also immediately translated into a foreign language.

A black man came out dragging a white suitcase and said a long list of words. The foreign swordsman translator said: "Chinese growler, your equipment is too backward. I don't want to bully you—" He pushed open the suitcase, removed the Bluetooth headset from his ear and hung it around his neck. "Let's have a fair fight."

Lee Myung-bak was naturally very willing, standing on the steps and nodding his head in approval: "Your attitude is very good, and you deserve encouragement." The growler rolled his eyes in anger.

The foreign swordsman took his luck, walked diagonally across from the two and said, "I'll count three times, and you will start." He translated this into a foreign language and said it to the blacks. He should have a way to protect himself from being hurt by infrasound, so he took the initiative to be the referee of this duel.

Lee Myung-bak said: "Before the duel, I want to say a few words, in fact, it is to sum up the experience and learn the lessons. I'll just say three points......"

The black man asked the swordsman for advice in a foreign language, and from time to time glanced at Lee Myung-bak, who was talking eloquently. The foreigner swordsman said: "Don't pay attention to him, don't care what kind of fart he has, you just need to listen to me count three times and make a move." ”

"China is a country of etiquette, and it has a fine tradition of hospitality since ancient times. When foreign friends come to our place, we are of course very welcome. But it's not right for you to start a war in China! Evil is invincible! Throughout China's 5,000-year history, the Chinese hate war, but they are not afraid of it. We've fought back in self-defense many times......"

"One!" The foreigner swordsman raised a finger.

Lee Myung-bak decisively shut up.