Huo Dongjun and Luqi Jiu danced lions on the field, and stood opposite Wu Qingrun of the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Hall across the field.

Almost at the same time, both of them were slightly stunned, and the first thought that flashed in their hearts may be that these dragon and lion clubs in Nanyang are really good at playing. China's dragon and lion youth formation still adheres to traditional rules, but these Chinese who have been in China for many years have changed the youth formation.

On the field between the two lions, there is a huge circle array, sixty-four simple low piles that can be quickly disassembled are presented in front of you in the shape of eight small gossip arrays at this time, if it is just such a formation, in the southern martial arts, it is just the simplest big gossip round array, which is considered to be an entry-level formation for practicing the pile method green array, but on the low pile of this round array, almost half of the short piles are placed on the top of a coconut, that is to say, sixty-four short piles can not go straight at this time, it is really difficult for these referees from Malaysia to run, I don't know how to put the round coconut on the low pile。

In the center of the circle, a three-meter-high hanging stake was hung with a rope from the bundle of green to be picked.

If there is no coconut, no more than five steps at most, Huo Dongjun can take the lion's head to pounce in front of the high pile to win the green.

The two lions stood still and did not move, waiting for the referee to announce the rules of this round of breaking the formation, and a referee in his forties stood on the sidelines and said:

"Unless the coconut on the stake is broken, the lion cannot cross the stake in front of it, and the two sides cannot have any physical contact. ”

Huo Dongjun has scolded this referee countless times in his heart, breaking the coconut to pick the green, this guy never thought about it, even if it is only according to the straight-line distance, how many people can insist on breaking more than a dozen coconuts continuously? But if the coconut is not broken, it will have to go around almost a big circle, and finally get to the front of the bundle of greens.

No matter how martial arts masters are, it is impossible to break the coconut continuously and unscathed, because the coconut shell is different from the wooden planks or bricks, the hardness is too high, ordinary people buy a coconut, and if you want to eat coconut meat after drinking the coconut water from the hole punched, you have to use an axe to split, if you use an ordinary kitchen knife to split, then you are basically ready to buy a new kitchen knife, because the blade will be broken out of countless gaps by the coconut shell.

Huo Dongjun knows his own business, and it is almost the limit to be able to break three coconuts in a row and quickly, and the fourth one will have to be punched several times in a row, and the fist will be red and swollen at that time.

Practicing martial arts is not a myth, and it is impossible to really practice to be a superman.

"Let's go!" After the referee shouted to start, neither of the two lions immediately moved, and it seemed that Wu Qingrun of the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Hall also knew very well that it was impossible to go straight rashly.

After seeing the route, Huo Dongjun stepped into the circle formation, and approached the hanging pile in the center a little along the left side, this route only needed to break four coconuts, but the distance was slightly farther.

And Wu Qingrun over there has also taken a step, and the route chosen by the two is the same, they both chose this compromise route, there is no need to break too many coconuts, and there is no need to detour too far.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Dongjun came to the first coconut, he first raised the lion's head, and then made the action of tearing the coconut with the lion's head downward, while the lion's head was lowered, his waist twisted, and a punch hit the coconut from top to bottom!

After this punch, he didn't even look at it, and walked forward without stopping.

The audience on the sidelines could only see Huo Dongjun in front of the coconut, the lion's head was lowered, and after Huo Dongjun and the lion walked forward, they all looked at the coconut, at this time the shell had cracked a few cracks, and the white coconut meat inside could be seen standing on the sidelines! The coconut fell from the low stake with a clatter, and even splashed coconut water!

"Broken! Broken!"

A crowd of spectators shouted excitedly!

This kind of kung fu, which is often just a superficial means for martial arts practitioners, is the easiest to make the layman audience addicted, and the footwork waist skill that is actually flashing and moving on a low stake makes them feel bored.

Here Huo Dongjun broke the first coconut with one punch, and Wu Qingrun over there was not inferior, the Long Biao faction was originally a sect that paid attention to techniques, and it was born from the ever-changing techniques of the dragon-shaped Moqiao Fist and the fierce fist power of the tiger and crane double-shape, so that Wu Qingrun could smash the coconut on the low pile with just one punch! Even half of the coconut shell was shattered, which looked more fierce than the coconut that Huo Dongjun punched and cracked a few cracks!

The two lions moved on the low pile circle formation like a confrontation in the circle, but Huo Dongjun and Mad Jiu's leg skills were slightly higher, and they were always a little faster than Wu Qingrun to split the coconut to seize the opportunity, seeing that Huo Dongjun's fourth coconut had been split, the lion's mouth was wide open and rushed towards the unobstructed hanging pile, and Wu Qingrun had just arrived in front of the fourth coconut, and wanted to crack the coconut again to catch up, I was afraid that it would be too late, Wu Qingrun picked up the coconut on tiptoe, picked the coconut into the air, and blasted towards the volley coconut with a punch!

Under this punch, the coconut water splashed everywhere and the coconut shell shattered, but the whole coconut also flew forward and smashed accurately on the hanging pile! The hanging pile shook all around! Let Huo Dongjun pounce on the air!

This punch was thrown, Wu Qingrun didn't have time to see if the referee would judge him for a foul, and the two tigers jumped to the opposite side of Huo Dongjun's lion, and the two lions confronted each other across a small hanging stake in front of them!

Huo Dongjun was very depressed in his heart, and was very dissatisfied with Wu Qingrun's behavior just now, but the two lions stared at each other in front of the hanging pile, and the five referees on the sidelines didn't need to speak, which obviously showed that Wu Qingrun's method of breaking the coconut with a punch and hitting the hanging pile with a coconut just now was not a foul.

"Rob, rob!" Seeing that the two lions had already arrived in front of the hanging pile at this time, the audience on the sidelines had already opened their mouths excitedly, urging the two lions to do it.

Wu Qingrun was the first to make a move, and as soon as the lion's mouth opened, he swallowed the green vegetables on the hanging pile!

Huo Dongjun saw Wu Qingrun move, kicked one leg from bottom to top, kicked at the lower end of the hanging pile, and kicked the hanging pile upward, Wu Qingrun's lion mouth suddenly fell short.

And after Huo Dongjun kicked this leg, he shouted to Crazy Jiu: "Ah Jiu!

Crazy Jiu's hands exerted force, lifted Huo Dongjun on his shoulders, the whole lion stood up, and Crazy Jiu's legs bent his knees and then jumped up suddenly!

From the sidelines, the lion stood up as if in a rage, and flew towards the bundle of greens in the air!

As soon as Wu Qingrun failed just now, he had already guarded against Huo Dongjun's success, Huo Dongjun's lion had just stood up, Wu Qingrun also stacked Arhat with the junior brother of the lion dance, but he was too late to use the lion's mouth to grab the green, so he could only shoot to remove the hanging pile, so that Huo Dongjun's pat failed!

The two lions were standing on the low stakes at this time, and Wu Qingrun and Huo Dongjun still maintained a confrontational posture across the hanging stakes that swayed violently from side to side.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't attack the opponent, Huo Dongjun would have sent it with one leg a long time ago, forcing Wu Qingrun to retreat, why not throw the coconut if he was fast, and now he would still pose the same pose as himself?

"Senior Brother Huo, please!"

"Please!"

The words spit out of the mouths of the two still hung the word please, but the tone was full of evil, Huo Dongjun reached out and grabbed the hanging pile, wanting to pull the hanging pile in front of his lion head, Wu Qingrun shot almost at the same time, hooking the other side of the hanging pile with his right hand!

Once again, the situation is at a stalemate.

The two of them stood firmly on the shoulders of their respective lion tails, holding the hanging pile wrestling, and the following Mad Jiu and Wang Qingwei, the disciple of the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Hall, also looked at each other, Wang Qingwei had wide shoulders and a wide body, almost a head taller than Mad Jiu, at this time, his legs were bent, and he each occupied a low stake and stepped down, like an immovable ancient pine, nailed to the low stake, Wu Qingrun and Huo Dongjun above wrestled, he didn't even shake his shoulders, obviously his kung fu was quite solid.

On the contrary, Mad Jiu looked a little shaky, he was already thin, and at this time he was carrying Huo Dongjun on his shoulders, more like he might fall off the stake at any time, but at this time, Mad Jiu and Wang Qingwei were face to face, and he also greeted Wang Qingwei with a smile:

"Hello, brother. ”

Wang Qingwei is vision is worse after all, he has followed Yang Qingnong to learn martial arts for just five years, if it is Wu Qingrun at this time, he must not dare to underestimate the shaky mad Jiu opposite, because the two legs of the mad nine are straight, there is no horse step, so he just straightens his legs and holds Huo Dongjun with his shoulders, so that he can bend his knees and jump at any time.

Seeing that Crazy Jiu was talking to himself, Wang Qingwei ignored it, raised his head to look at the situation above, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that his senior brothers Wu Qingrun and Huo Dongjun were each holding the hanging pile with one hand, and it seemed that they couldn't tell the winner for the time being.

In Wang Qingwei's opinion, the mad nine stations are unstable, and they may lose balance and fall at any time, if they kick the other party's low stake, they are likely to make the other party panic, so that Hong Yihai's lion falls down, and his senior brother easily picks the green.

The more he thought about it, the more Wang Qingwei felt that his method was feasible, anyway, the referee stipulated that he couldn't fight with the other party, and he didn't say that he couldn't kick the low pile, not to mention that when his senior brother used a coconut to block Hong Yihai, the referee didn't need to speak.

So Wang Qingwei first shook his left shoulder slightly, this is not to say that he can't hold on, but to give a signal to his senior brother Wu Qingrun, during the lion dance, when encountering people standing up and stacking Arhats, people with lion tails often use some movements to communicate with the lion head standing on their shoulders, shaking the shoulders represents the thing to stretch their legs, shaking the left shoulder is the left leg, shaking the right shoulder is the right leg.

Wu Qingrun was wrestling with Huo Dongjun with a hanging pile above, and Wang Qingwei below shook his shoulder, Wu Qingrun didn't doubt it, only when his junior brother wanted to move his legs, so he adjusted the center of gravity from Wang Qingwei's shoulders to the center of gravity and put it on his right leg, so that the junior brother could move gently.

The time to adjust the activity can't be too long, Wang Qingwei raised his leg and kicked at the low stake under the right foot of the mad nine at the moment when the senior brother adjusted the center of gravity!

"Smack!", the simple low stake under the right foot of the mad nine was loosened by the screw mouth of the kick, and the entire low stake was tilted to one side!