Chapter 42: Yang Wei in the Arena 2
Ba Song's expression was cold and vicious, his eagle eyes were like knives, and his tall and sturdy body muscles were twisted and entangled, only to see him gently shake his head and neck, turn his wrist bones, and burst out with a crackling sound, exuding a powerful momentum up and down his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Li Hu is half a head shorter than Ba Song, and his slender and straight body looks more and more slender compared with Ba Song, and suddenly it seems that one of the two is lightweight, and the other is heavyweight, not at the same level at all.
The two of them each took two steps and looked at each other, and the strong murderous aura on Ba Song's body erupted out, like a violent wind and a torrential rain, unstoppable. And although Li Hu does not have such a strong momentum, his body also exudes a force as sharp as a blade, which is enough to compete with the other party and not fall behind.
In a luxurious box next to the arena, an old man with a red face looked at the situation on the field with a smile, and took a cup of tea and took a sip slowly. I only felt that my teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and I couldn't help but nod with satisfaction. At this moment a handsome and dashing young man walked in softly and called out respectfully, "Master." ββ
''Xiaolou, sit down.'' The old man said kindly, looking at the young man in front of him with a smile, this young man was Nalan Donglou.
Nalan Donglou sat down next to the old man, poured a cup of tea for the old man, and said with a smile: "Master, do you think this Li Hu is Ba Song's opponent?"
The old man glared at Nalan Donglou and said, "Xiaolou, you stinky boy, why do you want to test your master?" As soon as I look at the handicap you opened, I know that Ba Song will definitely lose. ββ
Nalan Donglou said with a smile, "The master is really like a torch, and he can't hide anything from you." ''Suddenly, his tone changed, and he said in a deep voice;'' I have tested Li Hu's strength, he will be ancient Chinese martial arts, his martial arts are ancient, biased towards the fierce all the way, his practice of internal skills is also extremely strange, I have never seen, completely can't see what sect he belongs to, it can be seen that he has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, the foundation is still shallow, and he does not know how to use his ability, in the process of testing, I always feel that every move of his is endless, and the rest is not exhausted, but it can't be played, even so, he can resist my thirty percent of the power, if he is good at using his potential, it should be worth my fifty percent of the powerγ ββ
The old man's expression was indifferent, and he said, "You practiced martial arts at the age of seven, and it has been fifteen years now, and you have been a true teacher for a long time, and the future is limitless, it is only a matter of time before the blue is better than the blue, it seems that this Li Hu has a great background, he must be a son of a famous family, we must not be careless and neglect him." ββ
What the master said was that Xiao Lou knew how to do it. Ba Song has killed countless people, the cycle of heavenly law, and the retribution is unpleasant, and it is time for him to taste the taste of failure and death. Nalan Donglou's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on his face.
In another box in the arena, there was an elderly man and a coquettish and beautiful girl, the girl sat next to the old man, deliberately coquettish, trying her best to seduc, the old man held a cigar in his mouth, swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, one hand was busy on the sensitive part of the girl, but his eyes were staring at Li Hu and Ba Song tightly, with a nervousness in his eyes that could not be concealed. There is no other reason than because he has invested a billion dollars in Ba Song.
"Jingle bell γγγγγγ'" Suddenly a sudden mobile phone ring, the old man was startled, looked at the caller ID, hesitated for a while, and then answered.
''Mr. Brown, there are signs that Ba Song is going to lose, so if you can, please stop betting immediately.'' An anxious voice came from the phone.
ββwhat?ββ The old man named Brown was taken aback, his face changed greatly, he stood up, and said angrily, "It's too late, Fake, son of a bitch, how can this be?
Brown hung up the phone angrily, his face gloomy and in a bad mood, and he unceremoniously threw the girl out, then made a call, and said anxiously, "Pujoston, my old fellow, you have done me miserable, didn't you say that Ba Song must winγγγγγγ?"
''Dear Brown, you know that it's a rumor, how can you believe it?'' Don't worry, the money is still yours, I swear.'' Pujoston said calmly.
Brown hung up the phone suspiciously, his face was extremely ugly, and his heart was uneasy, but he calmed down and turned his gaze to the arena. I saw Ba Song glaring at Li Hu majestically, like a fierce cheetah, eyeing him fiercely. Suddenly, he let out a loud shout, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and rushed towards Li Hu like a tank.
Li Hu had already been on strict guard, his body shook, and he had already flashed to the side, with a sigh, his right hand was split out with a palm, and he hit Ba Song's back firmly, 'snap', Li Hu only felt that the other party's body was strong and abnormal, like a spring, giving birth to a rebound force, bounced his palm out, his wrist was faintly sore, Li Hu's face suddenly changed greatly, although he did not exert his full strength, but Ba Song just shook his body, and accepted his own palm as if nothing happened, which shows how strong the other party's foreign qigong is.
There was a 'coaxing' and boos in the audience. Ba Song quickly turned his head and looked at Li Hu with an angry expression, pounding his furry chest with both hands, and roaring, "come, on, come, onγγγγγ''
Li Hu frowned, he couldn't imagine that the other party's ability to resist the attack was so strong, what should he do now? Just hesitating, with an angry roar, Ba Song's fist had already smashed over. Li Hu's eyes suddenly widened in anger, he shouted, turned his palm into a fist, and suddenly penetrated through Ba Song's fist, and with a 'bang', he hit the opponent's chest fiercely, at this moment, he only felt that the opponent's chest was as hard as iron, giving birth to a strange and fierce rebound force, Li Hu took a few steps back in surprise, and his expression was shocked. Therefore, according to legend, there is a kind of King Kong incorruptible magic in the martial arts, invulnerable, could it be that this Ba Song, known as the 'God of Death', has such a miraculous skill?
Ba Song was hit by Li Hu one after another, although he did not cause him any substantial damage, but he couldn't hold his face, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, his face was hideous, he screamed again and again, with a violent aura, and pounced on Li Hu with a fierce atmosphere.
Li Hu was at a loss in his heart, Ba Song was like a terrifying monster, he was still indifferent after being hit by his own heavy blows, was he still human? Before he had time to think about it, Ba Song had already pounced fiercely. Li Hu was flexible in dodging, while thinking about the way to defeat the enemy, his eyes suddenly lit up, thinking, even if he is powerful in the outer door, he is only practicing the limbs of the body, and the head and facial features are impossible to practice, thinking of this, Li Hu's eyebrows gradually erected, and his sharp eyes shot to Ba Song's head, looking for a good opportunity, took a deep breath, and suddenly volleyed into the air, his right foot was like a bow and arrow, and he kicked it fiercelyWith a scream, he stumbled out, and finally staggered to his feet, only to feel dizzy and in pain.
There were loud boos, strange screams, and whistles in the audience, and everyone was obviously very dissatisfied with Ba Song's performance, and at this moment, Brown 'buzzed' in his head, and he only felt that the world was spinning, and Ba Song's defeat was already very obvious, which meant that his billion dollars were about to be wasted.
Li Hu's eyes were sharp, staring at Ba Song, who had not yet come back to his senses, but he did not step forward to attack. Nalan Donglou, who was watching the battle in the box, secretly sighed and said, "Li Hu's experience in facing the enemy is still not rich enough, if he chases and fights fiercely at this time, he can completely put Ba Song to death, then he will win." ββ
''Nope. The old man next to Nalan Donglou said quietly;'' It's not that he doesn't understand this truth, but his heart is too soft and not ruthless enough, maybe he only needs a little stimulation to stimulate the anger in his heart and turn into a violent lion. ββ
Nalan Donglou frowned and muttered, "It looks like we're going to help him." ββ
The old man took a sip of tea and said, "There are more people than us who are anxious, we don't have to get involved in these rights and wrongs, I can guarantee that Ba Song must die, and Li Hu will also pay a great price, there is no winner between them, only a victim of money." ββ
What the master said was that Xiao Lou's heart was a little anxious. Nalan Donglou said respectfully.