The host is also a real person, and he conveyed Huo Yunting's words to Yuji Meicheng as they were.

Yuji Najo frowned and didn't speak again.

"Wow!"

The competition has officially begun.

Huo Yunting is red, Yuji Mingcheng is blue, the classic red and blue opposites.

Yuji Nagi crossed his arms across his face, jumped forward, and raised his left calf twice in succession to test it. But Huo Yunting was unmoved, his gaze wandered over his face.

Sure enough, I was still too young to understand anything. He was overjoyed in his heart and picked up a bargain for himself.

A few days ago, they came to the Foshan Gymnasium and got the information of the Chinese players.

At a glance, all of them have a lot of achievements. Except for this Huo Yunting, who is only twenty-one years old.

Nicknamed Ren Qiu Chuanwu, he can't find any historical records.

The Japanese side analyzed overnight and finally came to the conclusion that this Huo Yunting was found by the Chinese side to paralyze them. This weakest one played first, so that they would think that the others were as weak as this Huo Yunting.

Extremely low-end tricks.

A gleam flashed in Meicheng Yuji's eyes, and he suddenly changed his right foot and kicked Huo Yunting's thigh.

Dodged sideways, and then Huo Yunting punched towards the door.

Before the fist arrives, listen to the fist first. Yuji Meicheng hurriedly dodged sideways, but Huo Yunting hooked his neck with one arm and pounced on him.

Stuck in the head, the two clinged to each other, and the rest depends on the chassis kung fu.

Huo Yunting's other arm hooked his thigh and lifted it up, and one turned around and pressed down, Yuji Meicheng was unstable on one foot and was directly thrown to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Good!"

"Awesome!"

The moment Yuji Najo was embraced and fell, a chaotic and rough shout instantly sounded from the audience.

The referee, wearing a black bow tie and a somewhat round figure, hurried to the middle of the two.

Throwing the other party down, Huo Yunting rolled up one by one.

The fat referee stood between the two.

Is this karate? Huo Yunting recalled the video of the actual combat of karate that he watched in his spare time.

It is also divided into many categories, such as Okinawa karate, extreme vacuum karate...... The so-called extreme truth, in the vernacular, is ruthless, and does not pay attention to the point.

However, no matter how many types it subdivides, it still can't be separated from Tang's hands.

Traditional Tang hands pay attention to both internal and external cultivation, including falling, taking, pointing, beating, and nourishing qi. Karate, on the other hand, focuses more on precision strikes and technique.

It's just that in Huo Yunting's view, the so-called karate only learns its form, and it doesn't mean it.

Not to mention the environment at that time, the masters even had to keep their own apprentices, how many real things could these foreigners learn?

However, this karate has been combined with some local martial arts in the Ryukyus, and after years of evolution, it can now be regarded as developing its own way.

It's a pity that I still can't get rid of the roots of Tang's hands.

The first round was not over yet, and in the small ring, the two re-established their posture.

This time, Yuji Meijo was cautious and didn't dare to stick too close.

In the fall just now, Huo Yunting also figured out some of the details of Yuji Mingcheng, and his movements became more violent.

If you don't post it, then I'll take the initiative to find you.

Kicking the thigh, the kick is fast, Yuji Najo didn't block it, and he was scraped, which counts as a score.

Huo Yunting himself has long legs, and he is a head taller than Yuji Meicheng, and the other party does not have an advantage. In this way, the dry kick can kick a slam.

Still have to fight.

But how to fight this?

Yuji Naki flicked a shot with his left foot, followed by a left hook from the left.

Huo Yunting bent down and pounced, one arm was held under his left armpit, and the other arm was wrapped around his thigh. Rushing forward by inertia, Yuji Meijo was once again thrown to the ground.

"Good!!"

"Ren Qiu Chuanwu! Awesome!! ”

This is a kind of sumo wrestling, and Jiao Ting in Water Margin is good at this. Huo Yunting combined it with Tang Shou's grappling, which was very practical.

With a shout from the fat referee, it started again.

Yuji Meicheng became more and more cautious, and he had to hook his feet and kick forward despite his height disadvantage. However, every time he was kicked on the instep by Huo Yunting and kicked him down.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he leaned forward and punched over in a series of punches, Huo Yunting picked most of them, but the opponent's punch was fast, and there was still a punch that shaved his face, and a punch hit his cheekbone.

It hurts.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Yuji Najo hit him in the shoulder with a high kick.

"Smack!"

Hit!

There was a burst of joy in my heart, but I looked at it and found that it didn't seem to have much impact on the other party.

Looking at the shoulder, his pupils shrank suddenly.

What a strong trapezius!

I didn't look closely at it just now, and it didn't show it yet. Now if you look closely, the two trapezius muscles are like steel bars.

Huo Yunting came back to his senses, bent down slightly, and rushed over with two punches like a tiger.

Yuji Najo hurriedly raised his knee to block, but one arm took advantage of the situation to enter and frame the popliteal fossa. Pounce forward by inertia -

"Bang!"

"Tick-"

The whistle blows, and the first round ends.

"Good!"

"Huo Yunting, Huo Yunting!"

"Awesome!"

"Well played!"

Lying in the ring, Yuji Meijo was a little dazed, staring at the headlights on the ceiling with empty eyes.

Hold and fall.

It's another hug fall!

In two minutes of this round, he was held and dropped three times by the opponent!

A huge shadow blocked his face, it was Huo Yunting. Take off your gloves and hold out a hand.

Yuji Mingcheng was stunned, his heart warmed, he stretched out his hand and was pulled up by Huo Yunting.

Thinking of my trash talk before the game, I felt a little guilty. Hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.

"ゲームの前に言った言葉は本当に申し訳ありません。 (I'm sorry for what I said before the game)"

Huo Yunting ignored his stubble, and didn't bother to know what he was talking about, so he waved his hand to the fat referee.

"Referee, tell him that it was his ancestor, Tang Shou's hugging and falling."

You can't say that when you hear that, you can't say it. Good guys, the ancestors are all out!

However, the fat referee's main focus is to be sincere, and he still relayed the meaning of these words in the past, but he just changed the paragraph of the ancestor.

"Mr. Mingcheng, just now Mr. Huo said that he used Tang's hand to hold and fall, just like a father beating his son."

After the fat referee muttered, Yuji Meicheng looked a little confused, and then his face distorted, but his expression was a little dazed.

Huo Yunting sighed in his heart, Funakoshi Yoshizhen really changed his words with a good hand, and changed Tang's hand into an empty hand, and it was their own thing from now on.

"Go back and ask your master, what Tang Shou is."

Leaving such a sentence, Huo Yunting went straight back to his seat in the corner of the ring.

The assistant rushed up, rubbed the hamstrings, checked the injuries, and handed out water......

In the audience, Zhang Debang, who witnessed the audience, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

He was wrong.

Miss by a mile!

This madman is still so good at fighting!

Just kicked the one on the shoulder, and hit him for half a life, Huo Yunting didn't have anything to do!

Originally, I thought that I still insisted on fitness during the training of my agent, and I could go to a good time with Huo Yunting, but now I look like a fart!

The idea that he could fight two 60-year-old men was swept away in his mind.

A master is a master, and there must be real kung fu!

Pulled the rope and got in, gently hugged Huo Yunting's shoulder, and said softly, "Brother Huo, are you okay?" ”