The tiger-shaped man seemed to be a little drunk, his body swayed, his waist twisted and bounced the black-clothed champion out, and with a slip of his foot, he kicked a yellow-clothed champion out of the ring, lifted another champion with his hand, and turned his face around: "Senior brother, you, are you here?" ”

This face has hard lines and sharp edges, who is it not Wu Song, Wu Zhao supported the edge of the ring with his hand and jumped into the ring: "Seventh Senior Brother, it's really you!" Long time no see! ”

Wu Song fell back and lay on the yellow-clothed master: "Senior brother, I'll talk about it later, don't stop my senior brother from earning bonuses." What about Xiao Yanqing? Tell him to come out, this kid is blowing everywhere, bragging about what sumo wrestling is right in the world, I Wu Er thought I would meet him. ”

Wu Zhao pulled Wu Song up and rescued the poor yellow-clothed master: "Seventh Senior Brother, has Master allowed you to leave the school?" Don't be right with Yan Qing, I'll go to the book of heaven now and make you a partial general! ”

Wu Song's drunken eyes were hazy: "Who, who said that I was going to be an official?" Wu Erlang wanders the rivers and lakes chicly and freely, what kind of official is he? Xiao Yanqing! ”

Wu Zhao punched him when he heard this: "Then you are here to smash the junior brother's field?" ”

Wu Song shook his head: "Senior brother is to earn some bonuses and buy wine to drink!" Yan Qing! Yan Qing! ”

The sound of clothes sounded, and a person hurriedly walked out of the backstage, kneeling down on one knee: "Lord, are you also there?" ”

Wu Zhao helped up with both hands: "Yan Qing, your seventh uncle is here to kick your field!" ”

Wu Song came over with a beautiful turn. He supported the ground on one foot, his body lying on his side in the air, supporting his body with all his waist strength, which caused the audience to cheer like thunder: "Xiao Yanqing, are you finally willing to come out?!" ”

Yan Qing clenched his fists with a bitter face and saluted: "Yan Qing has seen the Seventh Senior Uncle!" ”

Wu Song shook his head: "Hey, Wu Song is here to fight today, and he will talk about the friendship between the teachers and the family." Xiao Yanqing, please! ”

Yan Qing pursed her mouth: "Seventh Senior Uncle, do you have to be here?" ”

Wu Song gently waved the wine gourd in his hand: "Not here, isn't it in front of the senior brother?" In that case, the master and the senior brother have to blame me, Wu Er, for bullying the small. There is no profit, and it is not tasteful to fight. Here today, you are the chief champion, my martial artist is a beater, even if the master and his old man come, they can't say that I am martial artist. Come on, Xiao Yanqing, although Uncle Shi is drunk, his heart is very sober, and he can't fall on you! ”

Yan Qing smiled bitterly, hugged his fist at Wu Zhao, and saluted Wu Song: "Lord, Seventh Uncle, then Yan Qing is presumptuous." ”

Wu Song laughed, and turned over beautifully: "It's okay, just come!" ”

Yan Qing's expression became solemn, slowly removed her shoes and socks, rolled up her trousers, and took off her coat, revealing a thin but strong figure. But the skin is as white as jade, and the luster is crystal clear; The jade-like body is covered with layers of embroidery, and the flowers are clustered. The front chest is peony flowers, the back is green bamboo and pine, the left arm has winged blue birds, and the right arm is a mountain stream and a quiet spring.

The head is raised, the legs are divided, the hands are arched, the chest is contained, the abdomen is tucked, the two fingers are released and put together into a loose fist, the upper hand is in front, the bottom hand is behind, the shoulders are hanging down, the hands are not higher than the nose, the mouth is not lower, and the mouth is whispered: "Uncle Seven, offended!" ”

He has a name for this pose, which is called "wrestling." "If the wrestling is stable, you will not be afraid of the enemy's surprise attack.

Wu Song crushed the mouth of the gourd, drank the wine in a big gulp, and then "hahahaha" with a long laugh, stood up, like Yuanyu Yuezhi: "Little prodigal, be careful!" ”

There was a slight weight on his shoulder, and the body of the little white snake appeared on his shoulder: "Yan Qing's small fighting skill exploded, and the force value increased by 12 points, totaling 107 points; Intelligence increased by 6 points to a total of 92. Wu Song has not yet been released, and his values and skills cannot be detected. ”

Wu Zhao was stunned when he heard this: "Why did you come out?" Not afraid of being seen? ”

The little white snake was triumphant: "Except for the summoner, no one can see me." Stop talking, let's fight! ”

Wu Zhao retreated to the backstage, and a sergeant moved to the seat. Wu Zhao sat down comfortably, feeling that his vision was very good.

Wu Song beckoned: "Xiao Yanqing, you are a junior, Uncle Shi let you make three moves." You go first! ”

Yan Qing pursed her lips, adjusted her body, and slowly approached. He walks with strange steps: if he walks to the right, the right frame turns to the right, and when he walks to the left, the left frame circles to the left, and whether he walks fast or slowly, his feet must maintain an oblique posture. There is also a saying for this, which is called wrestling. The so-called "take the right step to win wrestling, take the wrong step to lose". The wrestling step is steady, and it can be attacked and defended.

Wu Song didn't put on a posture, straightened up and looked indifferent, but his eyes were still fixed on Yan Qing. Yan Qing is about seven feet five or six inches long, and Wu Song is more than eight feet long. One is handsome and smart, the other is mighty and magnificent, as soon as the two are put together, there is a sigh of admiration in the crowd: "What a pair of handsome children!" ”

Yan Qing's body suddenly moved, and she went straight to Wu Song's waist. Wu Song took a step forward and reached out to put his hand on Yan Qing's shoulder: "Xiao Yanqing, do you want to fall close to you?" ”

Yan Qing was smart, her waist was lowered, and she went to find Wu Song's big arm: "Uncle Shi, are you afraid?" ”

Wu Song took a big stride, trying to avoid being close to Yan Qing, and always gave full play to the advantage of his height and long legs, not giving Yan Qing a chance; Yan Qing was not in a hurry or impatient, and the rhythm of offense and defense was just right.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten tricks have passed. Yan Qing jumped like a flying swallow, jumped out like a spirit ape, and used various means such as fishing, grinding, entering, digging, raking, pulling, and bundling, looking for Wu Song's flaws; Wu Song took advantage of his height and long legs to use tricks such as hooking, pinning, wrapping, kicking, breaking, forking, shabu-shabu, and twisting, so that Yan Qing couldn't get close.

Suddenly, Wu Song shouted, grabbed Yan Qing's shoulder, and raised it high to throw it out.

Yan Qing bent over, the flexibility of her body was surprisingly good, and her feet twisted around Wu Song's neck. Although Wu Song was born with divine power, the strength of one hand was not as good as the strength of Yan Qing's whole body after all, so he didn't throw it when he threw it. Yan Qing slid on the trend, landed on both feet, and hugged Wu Song's tiger waist: "Uncle Shi, you have been tricked." ”

Wu Song smiled: "Hehe, huh?" He didn't turn around, and his hands were open, his waist and abdomen were strained, and a pair of feet were firmly nailed to the ground: "Xiao Yanqing, can your pigeon spin and move me?" ”

Yan Qing snorted and exerted several times in a row. The wooden plank of the ring under Wu Song's feet made a creaking sound, and he didn't move.

Yan Qing was helpless, let go of Wu Song, and used his small body to find another opportunity. Wu Song responded to all changes with the same, and was approached by Yan Qing and counteracted with divine power. Yan Qing set traps several times, but Wu Song laughed freely and was not fooled at all.

And Wu Song attacked several times, but he was always defused by Yan Qing with skillful footwork and exquisite figure. Or drill the left rib, or turn the right waist, free and tidy. And the solution is different every time, either by wearing a gear, or by being small, which is dazzling.

has been fighting for nearly half an hour, and the cheers of the people in the audience have never stopped. There are also some men who place bets on the spot, or bet that Wu Song will be careless and suffer a loss, or guess that when Yan Qing's body method is always used, he will eventually be suppressed by Wu Song.

Wu Zhao paid attention to check, but he already had the answer in his heart: the more Wu Song fought, the more calm and relaxed he became, and the more he fought, the more energetic he became; After all, Yan Qing's strength is not as good, and the delicate and fancy body and footwork are the most physically exhausting, but his face is already sweating. Winners and losers will be decided!

Wu Song suddenly let out a long laugh: "Xiao Yanqing, stop!" ”

(End of chapter)