Just when Li Kui was about to rush towards Yan Qing again, Jiao Ting jumped into the ring and blocked in front of Li Kui. Pro-Shell Pavilion

"The Iron Bull is almost there, come for me!"

Jiao Ting looked at Li Kui and said.

"I haven't lost yet, what are you doing when you come up!"

Li Kui stared at Jiao Ting and shouted, although he was very embarrassed, he hadn't lost yet.

"You can't beat him, and if you continue to fight, it's not that you'll lose face, but Liangshan's face."

Jiao Ting whispered to Li Kui, if it was just a private discussion, he would not intervene so suddenly, but now there are a lot of people around to watch the excitement, if Li Kui fails miserably, it will be related to Liangshan's face.

"Humph!"

Although Li Kui was not convinced, he knew very well in his heart that his brute force could not win against Yan Qing, and if he failed miserably here, it would really lose Liangshan's face.

Li Kui stepped down, no one dared to speak among the onlookers, Li Kui's black pot-like face was seen by everyone, no one wanted to offend this kind of barbarian, and if he started a madness to be beaten, he didn't have to reason with it.

With the sound of a gong, Yan Qing and Jiao Ting officially began to face off.

In the face of Jiao Ting, Yanqing didn't dare to be careless, he carefully watched Jiao Ting's fights and knew that Jiao Ting was a sumo master.

Yan Qing spread her legs apart, made a half-squat horse step, leaned forward with her body lowered, her palms wide open, slightly touching the ground, her eyes staring at Jiao Ting, and the whole person was like a cheetah ready to rush out at any time.

Jiao Ting's posture was completely different, I saw him standing with his legs apart, the whole person standing straight, and his hands were also spread out, but his hands were raised high, looking like the middle door was wide open.

Just this offensive posture made everyone in the audience dare not breathe, for fear of missing the moment of the electric flint.

In the distance, Sun Lei, Lu Zhishen and others also looked intently at the ring.

Yan Qing saw Jiao Ting's posture like this, her eyes were full of excitement, her back bowed slightly, and the whole person rushed towards Jiao Ting like an arrow off the string, and everyone in the audience didn't react at such a fast speed.

Jiao Ting saw Yan Qing rushing over, and he was aiming at his own lower plate, squatting down with his legs, and slapped his raised hands fiercely, if Yan Qing really thought that he could attack him from the middle gate, then these palms would be slapped heavily on his body, and if he was slapped by these palms, at least it would be an internal injury.

Yan Qing saw that Jiao Ting reacted so quickly, he didn't dare to attack again, slapped the ground with both hands, and the whole person rose into the air, turning over and preparing to roll over the top of Jiao Ting's head.

Jiao Ting's next shot was successful, and he couldn't change his tricks anymore, so he simply slapped it the ring, and with two loud bangs, the wooden boards on the ring vibrate.

Yan Qing landed dexterously, and when she turned around, she was about to grab Jiao Ting from behind and knock him down.

Jiao Ting still maintained a back squatting posture at this time, and Yan Qing was not good at attacking the lower plate, so she had to grab Jiao Ting's shoulder.

Jiao Ting saw Yan Qing's ability, and Yan Qing also saw Jiao Ting's ability, both of them had high sumo wrestling skills, but the innate factors in their bodies determined the difference in their paths.

Yan Qing relied on being quick-witted, flexible, and focused on finding the enemy's weak points to attack, such as dealing with a brute like Li Kui, specifically looking for the weakness of the next handicap, and winning in a way of four or two thousand catties.

And Jiao Ting was born with a sumo physique, and his sumo skills are even more comprehensive, although he is not as flexible as Yan Qing, but his strength is enough to make up for it, and it is almost impossible for Yan Qing to catch flaws.

Yan Qing just grabbed Jiao Ting's shoulder, Jiao Ting's hand also patted up, and grabbed his hand fiercely, Yan Qing only felt a huge force coming, it was the hand that was grabbed, and the whole person was pulled to fly.

Jiao Ting's waist twisted, and he turned to the side of his body, grabbing Yan Qing to take advantage of this momentum to directly fall over the shoulder.

Yan Qing knew that Jiao Ting wanted to take advantage of this to fall over his shoulder, and the hand that was grabbed could not be taken back, so he had no choice but to grab Jiao Ting's belt directly with the other hand, and the belt was in his hands, and Jiao Ting's huge strength was leaked at once, Yan Qing's whole person leaned on Jiao Ting's back, Jiao Ting was caught by the belt, and his back and waist could not exert force, and he was instantly deadlocked.

Jiao Ting saw that he was entangled by Yan Qing closely, and the whole person got up and relied on the strength of his legs to move forward and overturn, but he still didn't let go of Yan Qing's hand, and he was actually preparing to turn over and fall down, to crush Yan Qing on his back.

Yan Qing felt the movement of the muscles on Jiao Ting's back, and the hand holding Jiao Ting's belt loosened, if he was pressed by Jiao Ting's back, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

After Yan Qing loosened Jiao Ting's belt, the whole person lost his focus and flipped from Jiao Ting's back to the top of Jiao Ting's head.

Jiao Ting also sensed Yan Qing's movement, stopped his back fall, and prepared to throw Yan Qing, who had no focus point in the air, out with his arms.

But as soon as Jiao Ting exerted his strength, he found that Yan Qing's strength was unexpectedly great, and he fell directly with his arm, and he was about to come to him.

Yan Qing used centrifugal force, Jiao Ting wanted to throw him and throw him out, so he grabbed Jiao Ting's hand and used this force to fall.

Yan Qing bent down and landed on top of Jiao Ting's knees, grabbed Jiao Ting's arms and feet to exert force, and prepared to use Jiao Ting's strength to fall Jiao Ting.

Jiao Ting saw that he was about to lose his balance, his knees bent, and he supported the ground with one hand, and he was so steady, and he was about to use his other hand to grab Yan Qing and attack.

But when Yan Qing saw Jiao Ting's body steady, she had already let go of Jiao Ting's arm and retreated three steps away with the force of her legs.

"Good kung fu!"

Yan Qing looked at Jiao Ting and said, the most basic thing about sumo wrestling is the next game of kung fu, and the most important thing is also the next game of kung fu, because of his physique, his next game of kung fu is naturally inferior to a strong man like Jiao Ting.

"Good body!"

Jiao Ting also looked at Yan Qing and said, Yan Qing's body method is also the second among the people he has seen, the first is Wu Song, he can't take Yan Qing in a few moves in a row, and he can't even catch Yan Qing, which shows that Yan Qing's body method is good.

The people in the audience have long been dumbfounded, they have been mixed with tiles for a long time, and they have also seen a lot of sumo wrestling and wrestling, but how have they ever seen such a wonderful flutter? It attracted bursts of applause.

"Good kung fu, one is stable, one is flexible, good!"

Lu Zhishen also laughed and applauded.

"This Yan Xiaoyi is really not simple, every servant in Lu Junyi's mansion is like this, so how should Lu Junyi's martial arts be?"

Tang Bin sighed.

"I'm afraid this martial art is not something that ordinary domestic servants can have."

Hao Siwen said.

"My good man, Brother Jiao Ting is so powerful, and that Yan Qing can actually tie with Brother Jiao Ting."

Ling Zhen and Tang Long were dumbfounded, it was the first time they had seen Jiao Ting's true ability, they didn't expect Jiao Ting to be so good, and that Yan Qing was also extraordinary.

Xiao Jiasui and Gongsun Sheng looked at the ring with a smile, this battle was really exciting.

Although Wen Huanzhang is not good at martial arts, he has eyesight, and he can't find a few sumo wrestling skills in Tokyo, and I'm afraid it's no problem to wrestle in front of the emperor.

"Jiao Ting, you can't do it, don't drop him down, you can't change me!"

Li Kui didn't care about that at all, he yelled and urged Jiao Ting in the audience, he didn't care if he played well or not, he thought that Jiao Ting had knocked Yan Qing down.

"Little Er, prepare another good wine banquet."

Sun Lei instructed Xiao Er, who was watching the ring intently, this table has been exhausted, and it will be rude for Yan Qing to come later.

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