Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Secret Law vs. the Secret Law
Kivi didn't expect Big Claude to subvert the previous format and fight against the crowd.
She herself had already gotten off the stage after the first scene, and it was naturally impossible for her to go up again. Lei Luo, who was originally arranged in the last game, really became the last person.
At present, Ryoma Martial Club is one win and eight losses, and Big Claude has won seven games alone.
This is an unprecedented fiasco.
Judging from the overall score, it seems that there is no need for the confrontation to continue. There was an uproar on the field, and many of the Ryoma members who were watching the game lowered their heads in embarrassment, eager to become transparent people. And in the stands where Tianjiao Martial Arts Club was located, the crazy cheers and whistles did not stop for a moment.
"Look, Ryoma is the only one whose female president wins, and the rest are not even as good as women!" someone shouted ridicule, causing a lot of laughter.
The people in the Iwayama Martial Arts Hall gradually couldn't sit still, and the artillery cursed and cursed, complaining that this year's little ghost was too uncompetitive. Merkel, Bard's Miwu teacher, didn't react much, sitting there with her head down, her body swaying rhythmically - she had already fallen asleep.
Bard wanted to wake up the old man, but Lei Luo hadn't appeared yet, so he had to endure it. It's not a pleasant feeling to wait, especially when you know it's about to begin. That big Claude's overall quality is indeed the best choice, but Bard has an almost pathological confidence in Relo.
After all, so many days of meditation classes are not in vain.
When Lei Luo finally walked on the stage, the audience was silent for a moment, and many people's expressions showed surprise.
In terms of size, Claude the Great is like a lion, while Relo is a leopard at best. The momentum of the two sides is also completely different, the first time Big Claude saw Lei Luo, he clenched his fists, his eyes burst bloodshot, obviously desperately pressing the urge to rush over and tear apart the opponent. But Lei Luo looked very calm, and there was not the slightest murderous aura on his face.
"Come on, Lei Luo!" shouted Aaron and the other mining students.
"Come on, brother!" Before Skocchi could say anything, his girlfriend next to him shouted excitedly.
On the stage, the two stood still facing each other. Big Claude kept glaring at each other, and Raylo lowered his eyelids and looked at the ground.
When the referee signaled the start of the match with a powerful gesture, Claude Jr. suddenly jumped into his seat and screamed: "Brother, help me kill him!!"
Big Claude leaned forward and rushed out a few meters away, his burly figure enveloping Lei Luo like an iron tower.
Seeing that Lei Luo did not retreat, Big Claude punched out, and the qi and blood in his body seemed to be ignited in an instant, and his whole body became hot. It felt like he was squeezing something, and the beastly nature that echoed in the deepest part of his soul was hissing and roaring, making him want to howl too, to rub the boy in front of him and swallow it with his bones.
"Broken Jade Gong!"
The ordinary martial arts of the Backfire Martial Arts Society - Broken Jade Gong, the fist is like a flame, and the jade is broken together. Big Claude's arm span was nearly two meters, and as soon as the punch came out, Lei Luo was completely enveloped.
There is no suspense in defeating the opponent, and Big Claude is just curious about how many hole cards the opponent has hidden, which has laid such a funny confidence.
What is it that gives you the courage to stand before me?
Big Claude sneered in his heart, and at the same time, a crisp air exploded in the whistling fist wind.
"Crash Palm!"
Lei Luo made three consecutive palms to contain Big Claude's offensive, and three more palms reversed the positions of the attackers and defenders.
There was a slight fluctuation in the silent stands.
In the eyes of the members of Ryoma, Lei Luo's action was so sharp and fast that it almost reached the peak of imagination. Big Claude obviously has a sufficient advantage in physique, but he was forced to withdraw and defend on the spot, which makes people even more bloody.
"That's your card?" said Big Claude forced his fist like a giant hammer.
Lei Luo relied on his relatively short and flexible stature, and suddenly leaned in front of him, splitting with his left hand and flirting with his right hand, and actually used two different palm splitting techniques!
Big Claude snorted, his arms staggered to protect the vital point. only heard the four explosions of "pop pop pop", and Lei Luo's collapsed palm slammed firmly into his arm.
The Iwayama warrior who was watching the battle was a little unresponsive.
Big Claude's arm bones were in sharp pain, and his two arms involuntarily sank down, and the empty door was wide open. With his physique and strain speed, he is enough to defuse the crisis before the opponent changes his moves. But Lei Luo did not withdraw the palms that had been split, but burst out again in a millimeter.
"Bang!" Big Claude staggered back, his lips overflowing with red.
Three rings in duplicate!!
How can anyone in this world practice the Broken Palm to this point?!
The people in the Iwayama Martial Arts Hall were almost crazy, and they all jumped up with excitement, grabbed Bard and shook it violently, thinking that he had secretly hidden it and taught Lei Luo.
"This ......" Bard looked at Merkel, who didn't know when she woke up, and smiled awkwardly, "It's really not me." ”
Big Claude suffered a loss, and with his strong body, he forcibly suppressed the heat that surged in his chest. Looking at Lei Luo again, his expression was completely different.
"I underestimated you. He said hoarsely, "But I'll only make the same mistake once!"
With the low whistling of Big Claude's exhalation, there was a faint scorching breath in the air. The time he used to adjust was only a few seconds, but the momentum of the second shot was like two people!
"Secret Method: Fire Phoenix Burning Plain!"
With a bang, the audience was shouting wildly!
Even ordinary students know that only martial artists have the physical conditions to cultivate secret methods. But who would have thought that he would see a living secret method cultivator in the competition of the academy martial arts club!
"This bastard already has the strength of a martial artist?" Big Tooth's face turned pale, and he desperately pinched Aaron's thigh in order to confirm whether he was dreaming, "Lei Luo is done now, it's really over......"
As soon as his second "finish" was exported, the situation of the battle changed abruptly.
As soon as the [Fire Phoenix Burning Plain] came out, Big Claude's attack seemed to have a flame attribute attached. Under the stormy attack, Lei Luo's sideburns curled up due to the heat, exuding a noticeable scorched aura.
Big Claude attacked for a long time without success, and suddenly shook a false move on the road, and his right leg quietly raised and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen. Before the invisible flame flow touched the Dao uniform on Lei Luo's body, it had already burned a scorch mark!
Lei Luo didn't avoid it, and he also kicked it out with one leg. The movement is swift, like a wounded beast biting instinctively. The air suddenly filled the air with a strong smell of blood, and a layer of red mist began to cover his body.
"Secret Method: Tactics of Warfare!"
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the two of them collided with their legs and feet, and they shook each other. Lei Luo barely stabilized his body, knowing that he was inferior to the other party in terms of strength and strength attributes, so he immediately began to grapple closely, minimizing the chance of head-on confrontation.
The audience was in an uproar again, and no one dared to believe what they were seeing—it was just a match, and now it had risen to the point of secret law against secret law!!
Big Claude is about to graduate, and that's it. This Lei Luo is obviously still a freshman in high school, how can he be so strong?
Could it be that the secret method is rotten now?
Sauron smiled silently in the audience, and sighed in a voice that he could only hear: "No wonder...... It turned out that I really found a treasure. ”
On the side of the Backfire Martial Arts Pavilion, Moro Xing, the highest-ranking Moro Star, had already frowned impatiently, and suddenly stood up at this moment, shouting in an extremely strange Chinese: "Nakdom, Nakdom!"
Big Claude heard this, and a flame burst into his eyes.
"Secret Method: Heart of the Phoenix!"
As one of the core secret methods of the Backfire Martial Arts Gym, although [Phoenix Heart] starts from D-rank, it can grow all the way to S-rank, which is an extremely rare combat auxiliary secret method that can increase its strength exponentially in a short period of time.
Big Claude exploded in full swing and kicked out with two left and right kicks. The instant acceleration of the large increase made Lei Luo unavoidable, and his waist and ribs were hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Long before the start of the match, both sides signed a disclaimer. Big Claude couldn't help but giggle when he thought of what his father had commanded.
No, I'm going to chop him alive!
In less than half a minute, Lei Luo was hit with two punches and one leg in a row, and was forced to a dead corner where there was no way to retreat, like a trapped beast.
There was silence outside the stadium, and many spectators couldn't help but hold their breath. Qi Wei's tears flowed down her eyes, and she only hated that she had sent Lei Luo into this situation with her own hands.
The Great Claude, who carries two D-class secret methods, can actually outperform the vast majority of second-level soldiers.
He was stronger than he thought he was.
"Lei Luo, admit defeat......" Qi Wei tugged at the corner of her clothes, pleading desperately in her heart. didn't really shout, just because she knew that stubborn young man would rather die than bow his head.
"Damn it!!" Big Claude roared and threw a punch with all his might, a real flame burning on the back of his hand.
At the last moment, Lei Luo Huoran raised his head, Zama, and lowered his shoulders, and there was a strange green aura flashing between his eyebrows.
"Secret Method: Azure Rock Armor!"
A dull sound like Hong Zhong Dalu reverberated on the martial arts stage. Big Claude's flaming fist collided with the cyan light armor that appeared on Lei Luo's body, and the light of the two completely different secret methods dissipated at the same time.
The arm bone of Big Claude's forearm was broken on the spot, and Bai Sensen stabbed out of his elbow like a dagger. The force coefficient of the punch was shocked back, and the heart pulse was reversed, and the blood in the mouth spurted wildly, slowly withering and softening.
Lei Luo stared coldly at his unconscious opponent, and "Bo" exhaled a long breath.
"Even the fetal breath?" the stunned Moro Star instinctively flashed through the thought, even forgetting the anger.
The disappointment caused by the psychological gap is also reflected in the old Don King and little Claude. Both of them were trembling, but they couldn't say a word.
"Papapa", the only applause from the audience came from Merkel. As Bud's secret martial arts teacher, the elite warrior of the Iwayama Martial Arts Gym, his originally dim old eyes have lit up like two lights, full of ecstasy.
It seemed to be driven by this old man, and cheers gradually sounded in the stands, and finally boiled. The Swains hugged each other, and even Skocher's girlfriend was covered in tears.
"Haven't you ever broken the rules, where did he learn his secret method?" Zoro asked faintly as he walked behind Bard at some point.
Bud looked up to the sky and laughed three times, turned his head and proudly gestured at his only son with a little finger: "If you pick up such a good apprentice, don't say it's a secret method, even if you give him my precious niece together!"