Spend Spring and Autumn on Fengmian Mountain Chapter 76 is not good
The two attacked each other for nearly a hundred moves.
Qingshan's boxing method is strong and powerful, the punching action is as light as flying, heavy as a thunderbolt, shaped like a rabbit eagle, like a cat catching mice, and has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, the move is like a hungry beast pounced on food, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, Li Junshen is slightly accidentally hit, he will be beaten to the ground, his body is blocked, and he will roll to the ground and flee in embarrassment.
Bang bang!
Li Junshen was hit in the left shoulder by a punch again because he couldn't dodge in time, and his whole body flew backwards and smashed heavily in front of the stone pavilion steps.
Stirred up a cloud of dust.
The sudden change made Lu Youjing's eyelids jump behind him, and he was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the stool, his face changed greatly, and his brain spun rapidly when he was thinking about whether to make a move at this time.
I saw Li Junshen standing up with a carp, jumping up, standing with his hands covered, as if he was nothing, standing straight.
Li Junshen raised his head and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and the north wind blew the blood-red robe to hunt.
He burst into laughter in the fluttering garment.
Qingshan frowned slightly, he didn't understand why Li Junshen laughed for no reason, he didn't make a move immediately, although his body was also hit in several places by Li Junshen's imaginative leg technique, and he was slightly injured, but it was not a big problem.
Obviously, Li Jun was injured more seriously than himself.
The two stood opposite each other.
Qingshan was angry and said softly: "Li Junshen, you lost this competition." β
Li Junshen hid his hand wiping the blood behind him, held his head high and said unadmittedly: "I'm still standing." β
His meaning couldn't be clearer, as long as he is still standing, he is not losing.
Qingshan looked at Li Junshen's handsome face, his face was pale and covered with sweat, which did not match the ease revealed by the other party at all.
But he didn't want to admit defeat, but it was not a way to fight like this.
Qingshan understands that it is difficult to defeat the other party, and the other party always relies on his elegant and ghostly body to dodge his heavy blows at a very small cost, so although Li Junshen has a lot of colors on his body, he is still far from standing up.
He said helplessly: "With your style, if you just want to dodge, we won't be able to tell the winner until we are exhausted, so we can only have a result if we are afraid that twilight will fall." β
Li Jun listened to the truth from Qingshan's mouth, and his face was full of unhappiness!
There is no way, the two of them are bare-handed, there are no sharp weapons in hand, the gap between the two sides in strength is too big, the other party is defending important parts, even if Li Junshen is one point faster in speed, he can only cause some minor injuries to Qingshan.
Li Junshen had a flash of inspiration, and he said: "You take my move, you haven't fallen to the ground, even if I lose, what's the matter?" β
Qingshan stood proudly on the side and smiled faintly: "The words are not good." β
"I don't think it's as good as this, we make moves at the same time, the standing one wins, the lying down counts as losing, winning or losing all depends on strength, and then we will naturally see."
I thought: Are you joking with me, after fighting for so long, my clothes are full of shoe prints, and in the end, you don't care about it, even if you admit defeat, I can still sit in the position of the great disciple of Fengmian Mountain in the future!
He can see it, before he makes a move, Li Junshen calls him a brother and a brother, with a modest attitude, saying that he is asking for a few tricks, and when he starts to move, the moves are aimed at his face, neck, chest, and other important parts.
So much so that later he also got angry.
The corners of Li Junshen's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said again: "Yes, I won't be hiding this time." β
He couldn't help it, his whole body was like falling apart, and he hadn't eaten today, he was already exhausted, and he couldn't hold on for much longer.
Otherwise, how could he not be able to dodge Qingshan's punch just now, because the strength on his body was almost exhausted, and his speed was a few points slower before he was injured.
Li Junshen understands that the more he drags back, the more unfavorable he will become.
If you want to win, you can only fight quickly, but if you want to defeat Qingshan by relying on convention, I'm afraid it's a bit fantastical.
He also began to rely on his speed and run non-stop on the field in order to gain a little upper hand, and before thirty moves, he could stabilize the upper hand.
Therefore, most of the footprints on Qingshan's body were at the beginning, and they fell into Li Junshen's way.
When he made sixty moves, Li Junshen did not get the slightest benefit, and often exchanged injuries for injuries, but Qingshan punched heavily, and Li Junshen suffered a big loss in this style of play.
In the next dozens of moves, he even had the opportunity to attack the other party, but he was driven by Qingshan to flee all over the field, and after a little slower, he was smashed to the ground.
Aoyama laughed and said confidently, "I believe in my fist, and you won't be able to dodge it this time." β
Under the waterfall, in the column of water, deep in the horse steps, day by day, he just wanted to say: my legs have long been nailed in the dirt.
The corners of Li Junshen's mouth flashed with a hint of a smile, and the hand he hid behind him raised a finger.
Lu Youjing looked at Li Junshen's fingers and immediately understood what the other party meant.
He no longer shook his legs, but stood up from the stool, and muttered in his mouth: "Chen Tian asked the man and asked him to get some dry firewood to come over and make a fire, for so long, the person has not come, and the crotch of this son's pants is frozen hard." β
Li Junshen: "Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
He looked at Lu Youjing, who was pretending to be naΓ―ve, with a pale face.
What kind of tiger and wolf words are in your mouth, you can't be smaller!
Qingshan didn't suspect anything else, raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Youjing, and said to Li Junshen: "Let's finish it quickly, seeing that your friend's robe is covered with frost and hardened into iron, we won't waste time." β
Lu Youjing saw that both of them were looking at him, and smiled awkwardly: "You two continue to fight, continue to fight, don't worry about me..." When I'm little transparent, it's okay. β
He bent down slightly, lowered his head, reached out and pinched the hem of his robe, and shook it from side to side.
Li Junshen jumped up in the air, turned over, and landed behind Qingshan: "That place is too narrow, which is not conducive to my strongest leg technique." β
Qingshan waved his cuffs and said with a smile, "It's okay." β
The two of them pulled apart, staring at each other's every move with their eyes like torches, and neither of them took the lead.
The scorching cold wind rose, and the miserable clouds floated.
The north wind was cold, and the trees on both sides of the stone pavilion creaked.
Li Junshen stood in the leeward, he watched the green mountains being blown by the wind, and subconsciously closed his eyes.
He was overjoyed: Opportunity!
In a moment, Li Jun sank, he disappeared in place, without any order, without gorgeousness, walking in the wind, pouring all his strength into his legs.
Rushing towards the green hills.
Two feet away, one step on the ground, soaring into the air, lifting one foot in the air, the whole body shot towards Qingshan's chest like an arrow, bringing a gust of wind.