"Matsuda!"

The shout was like a wave, whistling, almost toppling the roof of the martial arts venue, Lou Cheng, who was walking at the back, vaguely saw the figures of Chen Changhua, Li Mao, Guo Qing and others pause, and even Lin Que, who had always been quiet and cold, slowed down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In this situation, how can it not make people's blood boil?

The referee has stood in the center of the ring, it is a broad-faced man in his forties, according to the regulations of the "Martial Arts Alliance", in the regular competition, the referee and the supervisor must be at least two grades higher than the player, in order to prevent accidental death and serious injury to the greatest extent, however, when the master of the outer gang realm of the upper three grades is dueling, the role of the referee and the supervisor is weakened to almost nothing, and there is no grade requirement, fortunately, the strong people in this realm are easy to defeat and difficult to hit hard, who does not have the means to press the bottom of the box.

This gentleman of the seventh rank of the profession looked at the Songda Martial Arts Club and the Kannan Academy Martial Arts Club who were seated, raised his breath, and shouted in a straight voice:

"The first match between the Martial Arts Club of Matsushiro University and the Martial Arts Club of Kannan College. ”

"Lin Que is right to Gu Yue!"

He doesn't have Liang Yifan's ability, so he can only rely on the megaphone to make the sound sound sound throughout the audience, suppressing wave after wave of shouts.

There was a coax, and if there was a sonic boom in the venue, the atmosphere was pushed to the highest.

Was it a showdown of the main generals from the beginning?

Gu Yue shook his body, threw off the clothes that were draped outside, stood up in an azure martial arts uniform, took a long step, and came to the stone steps of the ring in front of him.

"Come on, Gu Yue!" shouted the cheering group of Kannan College who came with him.

And their voices were suppressed in an instant, and every place in the martial arts hall seemed to be ignited by flames:

"Lin Que, come on!"

"Lin Que, come on!"

Gu Yue stepped into the ring, and saw a figure with black edges on a white background walking on the opposite side, Lin Que touched the school emblem pattern on his chest with "A glance at the mountains", his expression fluctuated slightly, and he immediately calmed down, and arched his hand coldly.

"I don't understand why you are such an idiot, you actually chose Songda, don't you know that the martial arts club here is already synonymous with the garbage dump? If you had come to our Kannan, you would have had a chance to hit the national finals this year!" According to the usual practice, the referee announced that there would be three minutes of dialogue before the start of the game, which could be greetings and reminiscences, or words piercing, and the battle of the heart, Gu Yue did not waste it.

Of course, there is this rule before the start of the first game, and the second and third games do not give time to recover their strength.

Lin Que looked at him expressionlessly and didn't say a word.

"Why don't you speak, for fear that you will reveal your inner anger or regret as soon as you open your mouth?" Gu Yue stabbed Lin Que sentence by sentence with trash talk, hoping to peel off the other party's annoying "calm mask" before the official start of the fight.

......

Three minutes were about to pass, and Lin Que couldn't see the slightest change on his face, which made Gu Yue feel a little frustrated, and blurted out: "Do you have autism, or are you born deaf and dumb?"

He didn't expect to answer, but Lin Que suddenly spoke, his tone was cold, and he didn't see the slightest wave:

"There's nothing to say to the weak. ”

There is nothing to say to the weak?

At this time, the referee stretched out his hand and pressed down:

"Game on!"

Gu Yue leaned forward sideways, his momentum was violent, and he was about to pull Lin Que into the range of hand-to-hand combat with a tough attitude.

Lin Que took a step, flashed to the side, twisted his waist and swung his fist, the twin peaks pierced his ears, with the momentum of the golden drum in unison, and went straight to Gu Yue's left and right temples.

Gu Yue was not in a hurry, there was a root under his feet, his body was slightly heavy, he put his hands together, blocked the attack, and then grabbed it with his backpalm, trying to lock Lin Que with his grappling hand.

Another step, Lin Que changed his position, dodged the grab, twisted his body, took his waist and back, and kicked low to the opponent's calf bone, and as soon as he was blocked, he changed his position again, and put on the most standard and obvious fighting posture.

"Fight...... According to the information gathered, his endurance is obviously not as good as mine, and the guerrilla is more physically demanding than my steady defense, this is to hit me with his shortness? Is there any trap?" Gu Yue's thought flashed, his hands were like two iron plates, and with the kicking skills of his feet from time to time, he couldn't get through.

Lin Que took a step to the left, Gu Yue changed his standing posture and center of gravity accordingly, at this moment, he saw Lin Que's back straightened, his spine flicked, like a python squirming, he forcibly retracted his center of gravity, returned to his original position, and slashed his palm at his side flaw.

Gu Yue was a little hurried in an instant, but his thoughts were not complicated, and his decision was also decisive, his back sank, his legs bent, and he narrowly avoided this palm, adjusted his center of gravity, raised his hands, and blocked Lin Que's follow-up attack.

Syllable!

Seeing that there was no chance, Lin Que moved away again and continued to swim, raiding once or twice from time to time.

"It's really dangerous just now, Lin Que's control and adjustment of the center of gravity is close to the Dan Qi realm, no wonder I chose to fight, just to give me a ruthless blow. Gu Yue held on steadily, while secretly thinking to himself, "There is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days, I have to create an opportunity to get him closer, I can't let him change calmly like this anymore, maybe there will be more moths next time!"

While his thoughts were turning, Gu Yue pretended to be impetuous, and when Lin Que attacked again, he tried to catch up and counterattack, and slightly messed up his footwork.

Lin Que didn't waste this opportunity, he stepped away, and actually came to the front, and slashed Gu Yue "off guard" with a palm knife, hitting him hard at the junction of his right shoulder and right arm.

"Good!" erupted in shouts from the audience.

In the midst of the sound, Gu Yue showed a hideous smile, his left hand seemed to have been prepared, rolled up, grabbed Lin Que's arm, and stretched out his feet, about to stick to Lin Que's body, giving him a fatal lean!

But at this moment, the sound of a fierce wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and the crazy scene of the snowstorm in the cold winter suddenly appeared in his mind, and there was a little tingling illusion on his face.

Lin Que didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes were calm and crazy at the same time, and his other hand was clenched into a fist, whistling over, the momentum was compelling, ferocious, and the speed was beyond imagination!

Don't dare to slack off, Gu Yue weighed it slightly, gave up leaning on the mountain, shook his right hand, fought with his left hand, and chose to defend it again.

As soon as the punch came out, the kick came again, and the heavy elbows and knees collided one after another, Gu Yue only felt as if he was in a vast ice field, facing the overwhelming blizzard, there was no room for breathing.

At the seat of the martial arts club of Songcheng University, Lou Cheng stood up unconsciously, this is the first eight blows of Blizzard's twenty-four blows!

In his eyes, Lin Que fought faster and faster, not only had a tendency to squeeze out every part of his own strength, but also constantly adjusted his center of gravity and muscles, borrowing a little strength from Gu Yue's parry, which was like a spring between the two sides, and every retreat would be exchanged for a faster approach, so as to constantly push up the madness and ferocity of Blizzard's blow.

The more Gu Yue fought, the more frightened he became, feeling like a *naked* pedestrian exposed in a blizzard, if he didn't struggle, he would definitely die, and if he struggled, he would waste precious physical strength, getting weaker and weaker, getting cooler and colder, and his heart was cold!

"This is the true meaning of Blizzard's twenty-four strikes, not confined to one move and one style......" Lou Cheng was dazzled, and all the bits and pieces of practice in the past month came to mind, constantly dismantling, and constantly blending, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to try.

The twenty-four hits of Blizzard are divided into three groups, and each of the eight hits is a group, and Lin Que shows the essence of the first group of "Wild Blizzard".

The sound of fist blows and body collisions kept coming, making the shouts of the entire martial arts venue gradually become lower.

Bang!

A figure fell backwards one after another, was kicked in the chest again, and rolled out of the ring.

After a brief silence, the noise erupted again:

"Lin Quan!"

Winner, Lin Que!

Gu Yue turned over and stood up, panting heavily, he couldn't believe that he had lost like this, there was almost no chance to fight back, and the pain in his chest was even more unbearable.

He squinted his eyes, looked at Lin Que who was no longer breathing evenly on the stage, snorted, returned to his seat, and said to Fei Sanli hatefully: "Don't give him time to breathe and recover, he won't last long!"

Fei Sanli touched his bald head, laughed, trotted to the stone steps, and stepped into the ring.

There was no need for the referee to announce it, he stepped on his footwork and pounced directly on Lin Que.

Lin Que didn't choose to dodge, one sideways dodged, narrowed the distance, and started hand-to-hand combat with a hard bridge.

Fei Sanli did not back down, and various moves emerged one after another.

His two fingers brushed Lin Que's eyelids, Lin Que's fist scraped his abdomen, his right hand grabbed Lin Que's hair, and Lin Que's palm knife slashed his arm...... This fight really did everything, so that the referee next to him who was ready to go was secretly nervous, for fear that if one was not good, he would be accidentally disabled.

In an official martial arts match, the players on both sides accept the contract of life and death by default, but after the fact, they will investigate whether the referee intentionally caused casualties, and choose to ignore it when it is time to make a move.

After two or three minutes, the two figures suddenly separated, Lin Que squinted, his nostrils were bleeding, and his body trembled, while Fei Sanli had a blue nose and swollen face, and his legs were constantly shaking, as if he wanted to rub the bruises on the spot.

The referee took one look and raised his right hand:

"Winner, Fei Sanli!"

The winner was clear, and he prevented the two sides from continuing to fight desperately.

Earth-shattering boos erupted, despising Fei Sanli's hooligan play.

Lin Queqiang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and stepped down without delay, in order to reduce Fei Sanli's recovery time.

Chen Changhua stood up suddenly, shaking the muscles of his arms, and stepped up the stone steps in a few steps, passing by Lin Que.

Lou Cheng also greeted him, hugged Lin Que, only to feel that his breath was dispersed, his body suddenly weakened, and he almost fell.

"Thank you......" Lin Que said in a low voice.

"It should. Lou Cheng looked at him and said sincerely, "You Blizzard twenty-four hits are really good." ”

It's just that in this way, the consumption of physical strength is really terrifying, and after a round, even Lin Que is a little unable to support it...... Well, this style of play is perfect with my characteristics!

I never had to worry about my lack of physical strength!

It seems that Master's choice of this martial art is not a loss of ......

Chen Changhua stepped into the ring, and in front of him was Fei Sanli, who was breathing heavily and looking miserable.

The picture turned sharply, and he seemed to return to the scene when he first represented the martial arts club of Matsushiro University, and after a long time, he still remembered it vividly.

I was also in high spirits......

I was also full of blood......

I've been here before!

At this moment, wave after wave of cheers rang in his ears:

"Chen Changhua, come on!"

"Chen Changhua, come on!"

Chen Changhua come on...... Chen Changhua was stunned, almost suspecting that he was still in a dream.

His eyes were slightly red, he looked at Fei Sanli tigerly, unfolded a snake step, and pounced.

Grab the tail of youth, I can burn again!

I'm the president of the Matsudai Buddo Club!