Over there, Zhang Jingfu and Zhao Chengyao both exited, Huo Dongjun and Mad Jiu had already put on the lion quilt, and Wu Qingrun on the other side had already chosen a weapon and walked to the front of Qingtai.

Since Wu Qingrun walked on the stage, the eyes of the audience on the sidelines have been staring at the weapon in his hand, and Huo Dongjun also felt a sudden shock in his heart after taking a look at the opposite side.

Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, not to say that after learning boxing and practicing martial arts, the world's martial arts can be all over the world, although there are indeed similarities between the various schools of Chinese martial arts, but there are many differences.

At this time, the weapon in Wu Qingrun's hand, Huo Dongjun could only guess that it should be the Shaolin Ruyi Golden Hook, or the unique weapon Golden Dragon Hook of the Long Biao Sect, as for whether it was or not, Huo Dongjun was not sure, because he had never seen it.

If you want to describe the appearance of this weapon, it can only be said that it is a bit like a question mark without a point below, the whole body is made of fine iron, the arc curved into an S shape above is shiny, and the bottom end of the long handle below is just a spike, the whole weapon is only about one meter and two long, Wu Qingrun held the middle end of the long handle of the weapon with his left hand, and his face was solemn.

Not only Huo Dongjun couldn't recognize it, but most of the spectators and the teams competing on the sidelines didn't know each other, and they asked questions to their masters, but most of those masters were vague and covered up the past, and obviously they hadn't seen it.

Among them even included Zhan Chuanchun, the head of the Guangwu Guoshu Society.

"Master, what is the origin of that weapon in his hand?" Zhang Jingfu asked.

Zhan Chuanchun shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"And the blade you don't know, master?"

"Chinese martial arts, ancient and modern weapons, there are hundreds of thousands, some unique and secret weapons, I don't know what's strange, isn't there a lot of people who don't know the swallow stalls of our Qiong faction?" Zhan Chuanchun said in a calm tone.

At this time, on the rostrum, Nie Rongfei saw the weapon in Wu Qingrun's hand, and he was rarely interested, and Jiang Dai, who had the same white hair as he was, opened his mouth and asked:

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you recognize this blade in the field?"

Jiang Dai has an introverted personality and is kind, most of the time he is silent on the rostrum, mostly smiling and drinking tea, and rarely speaking, those officials in Singapore have no topic for such an old man, so only when Nie Rongfei occasionally talks to Jiang Dai, this old man can talk to Nie Rongfei for a few words.

Jiang Dai looked at the blade in Wu Qingrun's hand for a while, and then shook his head slightly and said:

"Some like antler thorns, more like Shaolin Ruyi golden hooks, but it is more than the hook head of Shaolin Ruyi golden hooks, I have only heard of the Long Biao faction, I have never understood, I think it is the unique weapon of the Long Biao faction. ”

"It is indeed the unique weapon of the Long Biao faction, this weapon is called the golden dragon hook, born from the Shaolin Ruyi golden hook, and there is an extra curved arc than the hook head of the golden hook, like a dragon, so it has this name, it is created by Yang Xiangqiu of the Long Biao faction. Nie Rongfei said to Jiang Dai.

There weren't many things that could interest these two old men, so Jiang Dai and Nie Rongfei talked a lot about the golden dragon hook in Wu Qingrun's hand.

Huo Dongjun put his lion head and arrived ten steps away from Wu Qingrun, but he didn't pretend to understand, but directly asked:

"Senior Brother Wu, I don't know much, I can't recognize this weapon in your hand, can you name it and let me gain some knowledge. ”

The tone of his words did not look like he was shallow in learning, but a little free and easy, Wu Qingrun opened his mouth and said:

"This is the Golden Dragon Hook, a unique weapon of the Long Biao faction, and the move is nothing more than a hook hanging point and a stab, and a block hangs and drags and drags. ”

Wu Qingrun said the name of the weapon in his hand frankly, and also said the usage, Huo Dongjun was not happy, but had a headache, Wu Qingrun can say the move, which shows that he has absolute confidence in his unique weapon.

"Rare, please. Huo Dongjun slowly exhaled and said in a deep voice.

Wu Qingrun hooked the golden dragon in front of him: "Please." ”

Huo Dongjun and the lion of the mad nine tentatively took a few steps in front of Wu Qingrun, Huo Dongjun's eyes were firmly staring at the golden dragon hook in Wu Qingrun's hand under the lion's head, lest one accidentally be approached by Wu Qingrun's lion's body, and easily hooked the lion's head.

"Brother Jun, I'm going to try his quality?" Crazy Jiu whispered behind Huo Dongjun: "I'm a lion tail, it's better to be close to him, you are a lion head, it's not good to lean on it directly." ”

"It's fine. Huo Dongjun is really a little worried, he fought with Wu Qingrun with a horse blocking stick in his hand before, Wu Qingrun's kung fu far exceeded other masters of the same age, especially the dragon fist started but suddenly turned into a three-star hammer, Huo Dongjun couldn't avoid it, and now it is replaced by a golden dragon hook that he has never seen, if the change is really weird, one was accidentally flown by Wu Qingrun......

Hearing Huo Dongjun's words agreeing with him, he directly swung his tail and dodged in front of Wu Qingrun, his right leg had just landed, his left leg had already been raised, and he kicked towards Wu Qingrun's left wrist holding the golden dragon hook quickly and ruthlessly!

Wu Qingrun didn't move in place, he didn't even dodge his left arm, just a very small wrist flip action, and the golden dragon hook in his hand suddenly seemed to be alive, and the hook head head head wrapped around the ankle kicked by the crazy nine!

Crazy Jiu's leg was originally a temptation, and when he saw Wu Qingrun's wrist move, he immediately retracted his leg, but even if he reacted fast enough, he was still slow down by the golden dragon hook, and his whole foot had already withdrawn, and the sole of his shoe was cut off by the blade of the golden dragon hook!

However, Mad Jiu is also experienced in fighting, his left leg has landed, and his right leg has been lifted from the other side like a praying mantis's boring knife, and the target is still Wu Qingrun's left wrist.

If it is a normal person, he will be shaved off the sole of his shoe just after a little temptation, and he will definitely take a few steps back temporarily and deal with it calmly, but Crazy Jiu is the opposite mind, Wu Qingrun has just succeeded, even if his expression is calm, there will definitely be momentary fluctuations in his heart, and Crazy Nine is planning to use this moment to attack another leg.

This leg was two points faster than the previous one, and the sole of the shoe that was almost cut off by the golden dragon hook had not yet landed, and the right leg of the Crazy Nine had already reached the wrist of Wu Qingrun's left hand!

Wu Qingrun didn't seem to expect that Mad Jiu would still attack after losing the first leg, and it was already a little slow to turn his wrist again, so Wu Qingrun simply withdrew his wrist backwards, and Mad Jiu's right foot kicked in the air!

Without waiting for Crazy Jiu to close his legs, Wu Qingrun's right hand had already clenched his fist and hit the sole of Crazy Jiu's shoes very quickly!

On the left hand that retreated at the same time, the golden dragon hook had already hooked diagonally towards the right leg that had been beaten backwards! Judging from the scene, the two consecutive legs of the Crazy Nine were both chic and sharp, and Wu Qingrun's movements were extremely small and not brilliant enough, but they were all killer moves! If this hook hit the right leg of the Crazy Jiu, even if Wu Qingrun stopped his movements immediately, a wound would be cut on the Crazy Nine leg.

Wu Qingrun punched his right hand and wrapped his left hand with a golden dragon hook, although it was only two simple moves, but Huo Dongjun's eyelids next to him couldn't help but jump, and he wanted to jump towards Wu Qingrun, in his opinion, it was impossible for Crazy Nine to get rid of Wu Qingrun's two killing moves.

The punch from Wu Qingrun's right hand was not to repel the right leg of the Crazy Nine, but to remove the strength of the right leg of the Crazy Nine, so that the strength of the Crazy Nine's right leg that was originally contained was lost because of this punch, the passive retreat backwards and the active withdrawal of the leg of the Crazy Nine, speed and reaction are two concepts at all, after this punch, the golden dragon hook in the left hand can immediately hurt the right leg of the Crazy Nine.

The moment Huo Dongjun bent his knees and gathered his strength, Mad Jiu had already reacted by himself, he twisted his body!

This leg was kicked out by the force of the body twisted into one by the mad nine, and it was already hung with a very light wind!

The situation suddenly became a dead end.

If Wu Qingrun doesn't change his move, although his right leg is injured, his left hand will also be kicked by Crazy Jiu, and if the golden dragon hook can't get out of his hand, Huo Dongjun, who is eyeing him next to him, will definitely not let go of the opportunity.

Wu Qingrun judged the situation at this time in an instant, if he insisted on this move, Hong Yihai was likely to lose in the next game because of his injury, but he would definitely lose in this game!

So Wu Qingrun withdrew his hand and stopped, and after the left leg of the mad nine kicked into the air, his body stood in front of him.

As soon as he landed, Mad Jiu immediately danced the lion's tail and stepped back, Huo Dongjun originally wanted to save himself, but at this time, he also took two steps back, and Mad Jiu lowered his voice and gasped:

"Brother Jun, this guy's weapons are so sharp, and with the fists and feet of the Long Biao faction, the changes are weird. ”

Huo Dongjun danced with a lion's head, his eyes stared at Wu Qingrun, and he said, "I saw it, how about it, do you think you can get close to him?"

Crazy Jiu rubbed the missing sole hard: "It's difficult, if I have mantis finger covers, I will definitely be able to ......"

Huo Dongjun exhaled depressedly, this sentence was the same as not saying it, Huo Dongjun also asked himself if he gave himself a Qi Mei stick to get Wu Qingrun, but the current game does not allow the lion side to use weapons.

"Grab, grab his joints, try not to get out of the legs, don't make large movements, because once the action is too big, it is easy for him to capture the gap and fight back instantly. Huo Dongjun said almost word by word.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it quickly, but he has to judge for himself from Wu Qingrun's few moves just now, if any word is wrong, it may lead to losing the game.

"Can't use the leg ......" Qi Jiu repeated these words in a low voice, a large part of his kung fu is due to his body and leg skills, if there is no leg method, most of the kung fu will be wasted.

"I'm going to try the snake entanglement of the pictographic ten techniques, which is the smallest range of movement in Cai Lifo's grappling hand. Huo Dongjun was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

Crazy Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Jun, it's still me, when it comes to the small actions of grabbing, I'm afraid the smallest should be the mantis cicada catcher." ”