Chapter 32: The Push and Pull of Terror
Zhao Long swayed flexibly from side to side for a while, his left fist swayed, and his right fist made a feint to be struck, deceiving Wu Yong to stare at him, and his right leg took the opportunity to quickly split out.
Wu Yong was a little surprised, twisted his body slightly, and at the same time attacked with his left fist downward, but he was still a step slower, and was whipped on the straddle by Zhao Long's whip leg, and a strong force came, he stepped back three steps to the side, and the pain instantly spread in his crotch, but it was not to the point of unbearable.
This leg was Zhao Long's temptation, and he didn't use all his strength, otherwise Wu Yong would suffer even more.
The two continued to stare at each other, their minds different.
Wu Yong secretly thought in his heart: "Amazing, he really deserves to be a sanda master, you must be careful of his speed and cunning, and take the initiative to attack." ”
After this realization, he smiled and smiled!
Because a strange thing suddenly happened in his body, the internal qi in the dantian actually flowed like crazy to the slightly injured crotch, where it kept surging back and forth, and the pain was quickly relieved and disappeared, which shows that the internal force that cannot quickly run in the meridians is not useless, at least it has the effect of healing injuries.
And he had been worried that he would suddenly enter the Lotus Universe if he was hit hard, and now that he had received a leg, nothing like this had happened, so he was relieved. Otherwise, they would have to scare Zhao Long and Lin Hai to death, and the secret would be exposed.
The worries are gone!
Zhao Long looked at Wu Yong, who was a little embarrassed, with a smug smile on his face: "He is very stable, and he is also a martial arts practitioner, okay, so that he can have the fun of defeating and trampling him." ”
He jumped and narrowed the distance between Wu Yong, and wanted to repeat the old trick and give Wu Yong a ruthless blow.
Wu Yong used it once, suffered a loss, and learned a lesson, so he naturally would not let Zhao Long succeed again, and quickly stepped forward, and his right fist slammed into Zhao Long's right cheek with the sound of the wind.
This punch is not simple, there is a name called push puller, it was taught to him by the master himself, and he has practiced it very well.
Zhao Long had never seen such a punch before, and he was not guarded, so he instinctively raised his right hand to block it.
"Smack" The arms of the two intersected, and a loud noise was made.
Wu Yong's fist was blocked! But he sneered, his right fist naturally loosened, and with a flash of lightning, he grabbed Zhao Long's right arm very quickly, pulled it to the side hard, and at the same time swept his right leg to Zhao Long's right foot.
It's the pull of the push pull!
As long as the other party doesn't pay attention, a pull and a trip, you can pull the person down and hit the ground head, generally the head is broken and bleeding, and the probability of death is very large, which is very simple and ruthless.
This is the first time Wu Yong has used a push and pull hand when fighting against people, it can't be said that he is poisonous, he takes into account that Zhao Long is indeed a master, and it is difficult to win without making a trick, and this is a grass, not a cement floor, so he will not be killed by him, at most he will faint.
Zhao Long was really not simple, when his body had been pulled, he also noticed Wu Yong's right leg swept from the ground, and he also knew the power of this leg, so he lifted his right leg in a hurry, dodging Wu's fierce sweep with his right leg, but he still staggered forward a big step before he stabilized his body.
In this way, Zhao Long was already very close to Wu Yong's right side, his right leg was already behind Wu Yong's right leg, and his hand was still tightly grasped by Wu Yong's right hand.
"I actually dodged the pull of the push and pull, yes, he is indeed a master! But I definitely can't dodge the push of the push and pull!" Wu Yong was a little surprised, recognized Zhao Long's extraordinary skills, and thought about it, the movement was not slow, the right hand that grabbed Zhao Long's arm suddenly changed to push, and at the same time, the right leg behind Zhao Long swept back with the power of Wan Jun.
Such a trip and a push is a chain of push and pull of the hand, and the master can avoid the pull of the push and pull when fighting, but it is difficult to escape this unexpected push.
Zhao Long is a master! But now he was shocked, only to feel a strong force like a torrent on his right arm, and he wanted to take a step back to unload the force, but Wu Yong's right leg swept back on the back root of his foot.
"Whew...... Bang bang ......"
Zhao Long's body was pushed away, and he hit the ground with a bang, and slid backwards for a distance of more than three zhang before stopping, and the grass was knocked out of a pit more than three zhang long, as if he had been plowed by an iron plow, and his back like steel was also bloodstained, and his whole body was weak, and he didn't want to get up for a while.
Fortunately, this is a soft grass, and the soil is also very loose, which removes part of the impact force, if it is on a hard cement floor, it will go to half a life if you don't die, which shows how powerful this push and pull is!
In fact, the power of the push and pull hand is not only so, it can open the bow left and right, if it is a group fight, the right hand pulls and pushes, you can put down one, and the left hand pulls and pushes and can put down one person, left and right cycles, endlessly, and the eighteen falls of clothes are a bit similar.
"Ouch!" Zhao Long never dreamed that Wu Yong would have such a clever and weird skill, he was defeated, and he was defeated miserably, with this understanding, he felt a hot pain in his back, and involuntarily snorted.
"Ahh
"It's fine. Don't call an ambulance. Zhao Long was ashamed to death, hated Wu Yong to the extreme, thinking that he had capsized in the gutter without defense, and he would have to fight it alone again in the future, not in front of Lin Hai to win back a game, with his proud character, he couldn't raise his head, struggled to get up, leaned over his body, and looked at Wu Yong hatefully.
Wu Yong walked over step by step, stared at Zhao Long mockingly, and shouted, "Are you convinced?"
"If you don't accept it, come again. Zhao Long's eyes showed murderous aura, and he made a posture to fight again, but he staggered a step, and his body was shaky.
He doesn't have the ability to fight anymore!
"Oh my God, blood, so much blood!" Lin Hai suddenly saw that Zhao Long's back was rubbed off a layer of skin, and the blood was dripping down, which was very shocking, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaim.
Wu Yong hadn't let go of Zhao Long yet, and asked in a loud voice: "Zhao Long, are you really unconvinced? Your mouth is so hard! In this case, I will beat you half to death, see if you are convinced!" After speaking, he was about to attack.
"Stop fighting!" Lin Hai would let the two continue to fight, otherwise he would have to die, so he hurriedly ran between the two and spread out his hands to separate the two.
Wu Yong didn't want to fall short, and wanted to bypass Lin Hai and get rid of his rival while the iron was hot.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Hai flew up, hugged Wu Yong's tiger waist, and refused to let go, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Zhao Long, you go quickly!"
Wu Yong was stunned, it was the first time he had intimate contact with his dream lover Lin Hai, feeling her soft body and the beautiful fragrance, his mind was confused for a while, and he couldn't help but hug her in his arms.
"Let's go! Lin Hai was really frightened, and he didn't notice that his body was being hugged by Wu Yong, and he was still shouting desperately.
"Wu Yong, you wait, I won't let you go. A spark of jealousy appeared in Zhao Long's eyes, staring at Wu Yong, who took advantage of Lin Hai, and wanted to rush up immediately to break him into pieces, but now he was seriously injured, and his back hurt so much that he was unconscious, and he fought again, just being abused, so he limped in the direction of the road while saying cruel words.