Huo Dongjun's first leg kicked on Wu Qingrun's lower abdomen, his left and right hands were released at the same time, and the second leg had already left the ground!

It wasn't until he was kicked by these two legs that Wu Qingrun felt the horror of Huo Dongjun's thoughts.

Holding his golden dragon hook with one hand, it looks like he wants two people to make a move with only one hand each, and he is full of hope that he still has a chance of winning, and when he plays a three-star hammer and thinks he is the first to win, Huo Dongjun uses a snake to restrain his hand, and the purpose of restraining his hands is to get out of his legs!

And what made Wu Qingrun feel that Huo Dongjun's mind was gloomy was that Huo Dongjun deliberately touched his knee before he came out of his leg.

Hitting a horse is a common occurrence when the disciples of the Southern Fist Sect are fighting each other, Huo Dongjun touched his knees, which made Wu Qingrun subconsciously feel that the other party was ready to wrestle with him, and instinctively lowered his waist and bent his legs, and Huo Dongjun took advantage of this moment to get up and kick Wu Qingrun with two legs in a row!

Rao is Wu Qingrun's horse step is strong, and Huo Dongjun's explosive continuous legs at close range can't bear it, and he retreats four or five steps backwards in a row before he stops, his lips are closed, and there is a gurgling sound in his throat, obviously like Huo Dongjun, he pushed a mouthful of blood back into his throat.

The golden dragon hook in his left hand was still held in his hand, and a pair of eyes almost protruded from the frame!

Huo Dongjun rubbed his chest with his hand and said to Wu Qingrun: "Senior Brother Wu, don't bear it, endure it any longer, in case you suffer internal injuries, beware of the second place, you let go of the weapon, I won't pick the green." ”

If Wu Qingrun in this state could still stop Huo Dongjun, Huo Dongjun felt that the other party's body should be mechanical, not physical.

Wu Qingrun slowly put the golden dragon hook across his chest, although he didn't speak, but this action obviously showed his attitude.

If you can't win the first place, what's the use of asking for the second place? The phrase "Wen Wu first, Wu Wu Wu Second" is not just a casual talk.

The second place is above 10,000 people under one person, and it is also the loser, because it lost to the first place.

The people on the sidelines were already in an uproar as early as when Huo Dongjun continued to play his legs, and Yang Qingnong, the owner of the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion, couldn't sit still, and stood up from the chair, his face was light and light, and the grandmaster's bearing was swept away, full of anger and worry.

Even Nie Rongfei and Jiang Dai on the rostrum let out an oh sound in unison, obviously Huo Dongjun's legs were beyond their expectations.

These martial artists, although they know that Huo Dongjun understands the leg method of the northern faction, but when they fight, they still subconsciously judge the situation on the field according to the idea of southern boxing, Huo Dongjun hit the horse, even Nie Rongfei and Jiang Dai thought that the two would wrestle, but they didn't expect that Huo Dongjun's horse collision was just a disguise, out of the legs, withdraw, volley and then out of the legs!

This style of play is not limited to the norm, Jiang Dai's face is a little ugly, because even if Huo Dongjun wins this style of play, Jiang Dai also knows that Wu Qingrun on the other side will not be convinced, Huo Dongjun is not winning on the level of kung fu, but on the depth of thought.

"It's not a martial arts character, the city is deep. When Jiang Dai saw Wu Qingrun staggering back from being kicked by Huo Dongjun, he opened his mouth to say a word.

Even Li Jianqing was a little dissatisfied with Huo Dongjun's exchange style just now, and the fight just now seemed to be his apprentice who set a trap for Wu Qingrun, and then killed him in one fell swoop.

Where is it still like the posture of the competition, but it is like the number of ways for the yin people to fight.

Thinking of this, Li Jianqing couldn't help but look at Mad Jiu, Huo Dongjun often said that Mad Jiu's kung fu was better than strange and fast, and it was unexpected, but at this time, Li Jianqing felt that if Mad Jiu and Huo Dongjun were put together, Mad Jiu's weird moves were not enough to see at all, and no matter how weird the tricks were, they could be seen by the opponent, but it was Huo Dongjun's weird and meticulous mind that made it difficult for the opponent to ponder.

"Master, I have a chill on my back, and my pores are standing up. After Zhang Jingfu saw the scene on the sidelines, he exaggerated a cold shiver and said to Zhan Chuanchun: "Do you say that the previous movements of his legs just now were made passively, or did he take the initiative to lead the opponent of the Long Biao faction to do it?"

Without waiting for Zhan Chuanchun to reply, he said with certainty: "It must be active, his action of hitting the horse shows everything, he deliberately hit the opponent's punch and three-star hammer, and then restrained the opponent's hands, master, you tell me about this guy, and the next game is for me to play with him!"

Compared with Jiang Dai and Li Jianqing, who stick to the rules of old-school martial artists, Zhan Chuanchun feels that Huo Dongjun has won a wonderful move this time, he is the head of the Guangwu Guoshu Society, and the purpose of the Guangwu Guoshu Society's original existence was to kill the enemy and resist Japan, and the means were eclectic, not to mention that when he first met Huo Dongjun, he fought with Huo Dongjun on Feng Zhongzhong's fishing boat, and he knew that this guy was the best at moving his mind.

"Yes, you're stupid, be careful when you play. Zhan Chuanchun responded perfunctorily, looking completely unconcerned about Zhang Jingfu.

Bai Mingchen on the other side widened his eyes: "Stupid, master, you say Jingfu is stupid? I am a Sven person, and I can't say dirty words...... I just want to say that that guy is a monkey who has shed his hair, and it is more appropriate for you to tell him to be careful than to tell Huo Dongjun to be careful. ”

Zhang Jingfu patted Bai Mingchen's head with his hand: "Sven, you are Sven, my rats in my house are more generous than you, shut up." ”

......

Wu Qingrun held the golden dragon hook horizontally, with a look of never admitting defeat.

Huo Dongjun wiped the blood line from the corner of his mouth, walked in the direction of Wu Qingrun, and said as he walked through his mouth:

"Senior Brother Wu, you don't need to be strong, there will be a chance to learn in the future, this game is my luck. ”

After saying this, Huo Dongjun had already arrived in front of Wu Qingrun, his hands were still in the posture of a snake wrapping his hands, but the golden dragon hook on the opposite side had lost its previous charm, and with two shaking movements, Huo Dongjun had already buckled the wrist of Wu Qingrun's left hand.

"Senior Brother Wu, concede. Huo Dongjun clasped the other party's wrist and said a word in his mouth, and then the snake's mouth pinched and forced, Wu Qingrun's left hand involuntarily let go, and the golden dragon hook fell to the ground.

The referee, who was already nervously sweating on the sidelines, suddenly blew the whistle to signal the end of the game.

When the blade hit the ground and the whistle sounded, Wu Qingrun's lips trembled, this mouthful of blood couldn't be held back after all, "Wow!" spurted out!

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Wu Qingrun's face was a little more energetic than just now, he looked at Huo Dongjun with a pair of eyes, and slowly spoke:

"Senior Brother Huo, lead. ”