"How do you know that people don't play much? Maybe it's the first time to play, must you be nervous?

I don't think so, maybe someone else deliberately did this to get everyone's attention. ”

Tan Buhui listened to a lot of words and expressed his disapproval.

"You really don't believe it, after the competition is over for a while, you can ask him to see if you are right, or am I right?"

Hua Duo listened to Tan Buxiang's words, and was obviously a little unhappy in his heart.

"In addition, you see, Yu Dali's figure is a whole circle bigger than boxwood, and just by virtue of this, Yu Dali is also better than boxwood. Hua Duo added.

"I don't need to ask, the biggest possibility is that they are not married yet, and today I have reached the second level, and I am so excited to see that the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law has an eyebrow.

So I forgot the basic part of playing. If you are a martial arts practitioner, can you defeat a short person if you are tall? This is not wrestling. ”

Tan Buyu emphasized his analysis and judgment, no matter how many feelings he had, this senior brother was used to joking, and he couldn't pass a day without saying a few words.

In particular, Hua Duo is focused on watching the competition today, and has not yet published his "high opinions", which is already very surprising.

"Since you are so confident in your judgment, now who you judge will win?"

Hua asked Tan Bu a lot, wanting him to say the answer, as long as he said it wrong, it would become a reason for him to attack after a while.

Unexpectedly, Tan Bu couldn't fall for him, and asked rhetorically:

"Your analysis is also quite accurate, you judge first. A ball was kicked back. A lot of answers are not good, it is not good not to answer, answer who wins, not sure, do not answer, and do not seem to be able to analyze and judge.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"I think Yu Dali's Emei faction will win. It's your turn, now who do you say will win?"

It's not easy not to talk about Tan Bu now, although it is also a difficult to predict problem, but random guessing is also necessary, even if you guess randomly, you can't have the same answer as Hua Yuan, so it seems that you are not level.

"Needless to say, it must be the boxwood of Guizhou. Tan Buyu deliberately said in an affirmative tone.

As he was talking, the referee said "start", and the two had already opened the frame, and the fist and foot competition officially began.

Tianlongmen Huangyang didn't say a word, and came up with a heavy punch, which rushed straight to the strong chin.

Yu Dali looked fierce, but relying on his tall stature, he didn't take it to heart, raised his left fist, and touched Huang Yang's right wrist, and bounced Huang Yang's right hand away.

This time, each of them has a preliminary judgment on their opponents, one has an advantage in size and strength, and the other has an advantage in flexibility.

Yu Dali learned a strong Emei boxing.

Huang Yang, as the eldest disciple of Wu Tianlong of Tianlongmen, has practiced the leopard boxing of Tianlongmen, especially his flexibility, ordinary fighters simply have no tricks against him, not that they can't beat him, but they can't beat him.

He's like a loach, drilling right in front of you, right and left, you feel like you're holding him, but you can't catch him, it's really slippery like a loach.

Yu Dali first grasped the weakness of the boxwood, steadily and steadily controlled the boxwood with a slow pace, and stood up step by step, attacking the boxwood step by step.

Huang Yang occasionally counterattacked with a punch and a kick, or Yu Dali dodged it, to see if he was not fierce, and the parts of the attack were the legs and outer arms, so he treated them as if they were nothing, and they were stiff and hard.

Huang Yang's strength was slightly heavier than his usual sparring in Emei Mountain, but there was no hindrance to his body.

But Yu Dali had the opportunity to get close to Huang Yang, so he punched a punch, and attacked him with one leg, Huang Yang didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to use two moves to deal with it, one move was to hide, and the other was to retreat.

It didn't take a few tricks for the boxwood to retreat to the right angle to the right of the square.

Yu Dali's time has come, and the two sidelines here have become Yu Dali's helpers at this time, as long as the boxwood is forced out of the square sideline, then this competition will be over.

He won the first game. The opportunity cannot be lost, and the loss will not come again, Yu vigorously made a move with two winds, so that the boxwood had nowhere to escape, and his fists formed a pincer shape and rushed towards the two temples of the boxwood.

Seeing that Huang Yang's life was hanging by a thread, the people watching the battle next to him couldn't help but exclaim, and some even stood up and sweated for Huang Yang.

Huangyang has no way to retreat, it is very easy to go out of the sideline if you retreat to the left or right, and you will lose as soon as you get out of the sideline, and it is impossible to be hit by a heavy punch before your eyes.

At this time, I also heard someone on the periphery patting his thigh in a hurry, and sighed, "Hey!".

Just when everyone thought that boxwood was going to fail, a miracle happened.

People are often like this, if you don't encounter extremely harsh environments and fatal occasions, you really don't know how great you are, and you have incredible potential.

When Yu Dali was happy, his fists "banged" together, even if it was done, but this "bang" was his left fist hitting his right fist, and he hit himself.

What about people? When the people are gone, where have they gone?

The person next to him laughed, and the person who had just pinched a handful of sweat also breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Huang Yang took advantage of his thin stature to learn Han Xin's trick at the end of the Han Dynasty and drill the other party's hakama.

He saw that Yu Dali's two long legs were stretched out into a horse step, he had no way out in all directions, and the only chance of life was under the other party's hakama, so he shrank his body and drilled under Yu Dali's hakama like a loach.

This move not only won the applause of the audience, but also attracted the ridicule of the audience.

When Yu Dali understood what was going on and turned around, the second laughter sounded again, this time the laughter was given to Yu Dali by everyone.

Huang Yang, who was standing at the far end of Yu Dali, couldn't help but laugh.

These three laughs are a little irritated by Dali. He wasn't in a hurry to push it up, thinking about how to clean up the other party.

After two or three seconds, he had a plan, glared at Huang Yang with slanted eyes, looked at Huang Yang with contemptuous eyes, beckoned to Huang Yang with his left hand and said:

"Since you want to compare the high and low, what are you hiding? Come here, but it's the turtle son. ”

Huang Yang understood that this was Yu Dali's use of agitation, and if he took the initiative to attack, it would take less than three rounds to be the opponent's appetizer.

So instead he calmly said:

"The competition is not only about strength, but also about wisdom. Do you know how to get up?" he said, gesturing to his head.

These words, coupled with the action, almost didn't blow up Yu Dali's lungs.

One of them is from Sichuan, the other is from Guizhou, and they can understand each other's words, not to mention that these words are not complete dialects, even outsiders can understand them, this is not a louse on the bald man's head - is it obvious that he has no brains?

Yu Dali was so angry that he didn't say a word, and his blood-red eyes pressed forward step by step.

Huang Yang occasionally rushed up and attacked twice, and immediately retreated, he used a harassing method to make Yu Dali angry.

When you get angry, it's easy to lose your mind, and if you lose your mind, it's easier to get angry, so Yu Dali will attack more and more in anger, and he will soon consume most of his physical strength.

Once Yu Dali's physical strength is exhausted, he will become a mouse playing with a cat, and he Huangyang will be able to win easily.

Every man has his own abacus.

Again, the same script is repeated.

After a few rounds, Huangyang was forced into a corner, and as soon as he reached the corner, Huangyang was a little helpless, which was exactly the effect of Yu Dali.

Yu Dali is still an old trick.

This time, no one laughed, no one sweated, and no one exclaimed, everyone thought that the next action must be the nephew hitting the lantern - according to Uncle (old) - Yu Dali hit his own fists, and Huang Yang drilled under Yu Dali's hakama.

But no one noticed that there was a slight difference between Yu Dali's trick and the previous use, that is, this time it was used more violently, and the action arc was larger and more exaggerated.

This time, Yu Dali did the trick and did the fake show, and deliberately made this action bigger, so that it was not easy for the people next to him to detect his true intentions.

He was waiting for this gesture to slip under his hakama into this precious moment.

If you fall for the tricks of a seemingly stupid person, you will fall into a deep hole because you have no defense against him.

As soon as Huang Yang drilled, Yu Dali sat down, these two movements seemed to have been carefully rehearsed by the two, and they cooperated seamlessly.

I only heard the sound of "mom", Yu Dali sat on Huang Yang's waist, Huang Yang wanted to play with a mouse, but this time, it did become a cat and a mouse.

Needless to say, this scream came from the mouth of the boxwood.

Although Huang Yang was controlled by Yu Dali "seven inches", he was still struggling desperately, kicking his feet randomly, but this was to no avail, Huang Yang really kicked Yu Dali's nose in the first two times, and kicked out Yu Dali's nosebleed.

After Huang Yang kicked twice, Yu Dali didn't give Huang Yang a chance again, grabbed Huang Yang's right ankle with his left hand, grabbed his left ankle with his right hand, squatted up again, and raised his hands back hard.

Huang Yang's entire body was pulled out from under Yu Dali's hakama, and flew over Yu Dali's head, falling out heavily.

People's eyes followed the flight path of the boxwood's body, and more than ten meters away, the boxwood's body hit the ground.

At this time, I heard the sound of "Mom" for the second time, but this time, it was not one person calling, but a bunch of people calling.

Huang Yang's body smashed into the crowd like a heavy cannonball, and those who didn't have time to dodge were smashed, and some were injured. Due to the human spring sofa, it plays the role of cushioning.

Although Huang Yang was also injured and his nose was bleeding, I don't know if he had internal injuries, but judging from the fact that he was still able to turn over and look back, he should not be worried about his life.

Seeing this, the referee counted "one, two, three, four, five...... loudly.

Before he could count to ten, several people in white ran over from the other side, pulling Huang Yang on his back in three or two, and one of the men in white shouted at Yu Dali:

"Emei boy, we have written this account for you. ”

After saying that, a few people have already run away. The referee will grab a strong right hand and raise it high above his head to announce:

In the second competition, No. 67 player Emei sent Yu to win vigorously. ”

Who will play in the next round and what will be the outcome of the game?