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Mayor Hu Yantong received the names of both sides and announced: "In the second game, Qiu Yin, the meteor hook on the left, will play against Qiu Zhong on the right. ”

In order to ease the atmosphere, he also added with a smile: "What a coincidence, both sides have a star word, and the two stars collide, it must be wonderful! This official is very interested!"

Ding Qingshun replied: "After the game, there must be a star that dazzles and a star falls!"

When Mayor Hu Yantong heard such an answer, he shook his head and sighed: "Why bother?"

Qiu Yin glanced at Yu Zi from the master's seat, because of the heart-to-heart conversation just now, he had a strange tacit understanding with Yu Zi now, and signaled her not to worry too much.

When Bai Xiong saw Qiu Yin approaching, his face turned red because he was drunk, and he was angry, and he said with concern: "How is it, can you do it? You are drunk! You can't make a mistake, this is a fight with your life! I don't want anything to happen to you!"

Qiu Yin smiled and said, "Don't worry, big brother! Just right, let this old man Qiu see my specialty: drunken meteor!"

"Drunken meteor?" Hearing this, Mayor Hu Yantong muttered to himself, and praised Bai Xiong: "What a nice name!"

The two stood in the ring.

Meteor Hook Qiu Yin held a double hook, his face was red because he was drunk, and he was dressed in black, with a few white diagonal stripes in the black clothes, but he looked thin and light, and he was a dexterous and fast way.

Qiu Zhong was dressed in a brown robe, with a burly figure and a round waist. Holding the Hanging Star Hammer, the tiger is mighty, and it is very aura.

Although the two are about the same height, the difference in weight is more obvious.

Qiu Yin rubbed the double hook and said, "I'm a junior, I'll make the first move!" Seeing Qiu Zhong nodded, the double hook was ready to make a move.

Qiu Zhong picked up his Hanging Star Hammer and tried to smash it once like a thousand pounds, waiting for the arrival of the double hook.

Qiu Yin took two steps back, one bent over, and the double hook bones spun in the air. Qiu Zhong did not dodge either. Resist the double hook with a hammer strike.

"Dang" sounded, and there was a crashing sound, bursting out with sparks of metal impact.

Qiu Zhong tried to knock the two double hooks away with his hammer, but the two hooks seemed to have eyes. Although he was hit by the Hanging Star Hammer and did not deviate, he still returned to Qiu Yin's hands as standard.

Qiu Yin used another trick of "hooking three and four", and the double hooks rotated in the air to attack in a strange way, forming a virtual image like a frisbee towards Qiu Zhong.

After Qiu Zhong hammered it open. But he was surprised to find that the double hook could continue to spin back in the air and attack again, so he had to swing the hammer again. Because Qiu Zhong's body is relatively heavy, he can't dodge dexterously, only swinging the hammer to collide with the double hooks flying around again and again.

I didn't expect this young opponent's double-hook trajectory to be so weird and unexpected, and after a while, Qiu Zhong felt numb and numb.

The audience in the audience was very novel, and it was obvious that Qiu Yin made the Meteor Hook play more smoothly and freely than his subordinates at that time in the master selection competition, and it was also more beautiful. Coupled with his slight drunkenness, "Drunk Meteor" presents a variety of dazzling and surprising trajectories in a shaky posture.

Qiu Zhong was a little embarrassed to take this "drunken meteor", so go on. can only exhaust his strength, but the other party seems to be able to easily flick the double hook, which is quite beneficial to himself: when he is almost exhausted in the ring, the other party easily stands on the opposite side and points at himself proudly and laughs?

Of course, Qiu Zhong didn't know Qiu Yin's hook throwing movements, it was also very exhausting to form such a strange flight path, and every time he threw it, it was actually not much easier than him spending a lot of effort to hit the double hook. It's just that Qiu Yin pretends to be very relaxed even if he is very struggling, and he doesn't care about the ease formed by his slight drunkenness. to give him a false impression.

In frustration, Qiu Zhong really wanted to swing the star hammer and smash the hooks to the ground, and then vent his anger like a blacksmith to smash the hooks into two pieces of scrap metal.

Qiu Zhong was really forced to do nothing, and it was a stalemate for a while. Prepare for the danger. A famous hero like him who has reached a certain age takes fame too seriously, more than his life, and Qiu Zhong at this time is such a psychological state.

He spread his hands, raised his hammer high, and bravely did not dodge or avoid the double hooks, allowing the double hooks to cut his body all over him. Step by step, he approached Qiu Yin, approached forward, and slammed his hammer down.

The flying double hooks cut his skin like a sword on him, oozing blood. Seeing the crowd exclaimed, but he knew that his skin was rough and thick, and he had practiced hard qigong for several years, as long as the hook was not cut too deep, it would not have much effect.

To endure the cut like this, it is also a heavy blow to Qiu Yin at a cost.

Qiu Yin saw him approaching him, grabbed the double hook that flew back, and used the double hook to hold it.

As if pressed down by a thousand powers, Qiu Yin felt his heart surging up, and immediately knew that this way of setting up a hammer would not work, so he hurriedly took a few steps back and unloaded this force. Throw out the double hook and dodge out.

Qiu Yin's ability to relieve this pressure and avoid it also surprised Qiu Zhong. I can't imagine that his martial arts are so exquisite, you know, how many opponents can't resist or escape under the pressure of their own hammers, and become miserable!

But Qiu Yin actually dodged it, which made him very unhappy.

Qiu Yin also felt quite aggrieved, and this time he tried his best to dodge, deeply feeling that the opponent's oppression was too fierce, and secretly reminded himself to avoid such a thing from happening again.

There is such distress when you are not equal in weight, it doesn't matter if you hurt the other party many times, but if someone hits you at once, you will be miserable.

Fortunately, the other party still doesn't understand his own situation, and the opponent's reckless play, as long as it takes time, he has an advantage, so he simply withdraws part of the internal breath, throws the double hook at will, and then dodges.

Qiu Zhong strode in the ring with a "dong dong", and spent his strength following Qiu Yin. Let the double hooks spin messily in the air, cutting back and forth on his body like a loom. In a few moments, the clothes on his body were no longer covered. Rags hung on his body, and his fat skin was marked with blood.

Under the stalemate, the loss of strength on both sides has become even more serious.

Qiu Zhong's eyes were red, and he issued a cold gaze that wanted to eat people, and there was only a dodging figure in front of him in his eyes, he no longer felt any pain in his body, and the whole world was left with one word in Qiu Zhong's mind: "Win!".

Seeing this, Bai Xiong said to Mayor Hu Yantong on the judgment seat: "How about it, do you want to stop? Otherwise, the scene will be too ugly." ”

Mayor Hu Yantong glanced at Ding Qingshun, and also felt that if he continued like this, he had to be as dazzling and falling as Ding Qingshun said.

Ding Qingshun raised his eyebrows and refused: "Neither of the two people on the stage feels that there is a victory, so naturally they should continue!"

Mayor Hu Yantong really had no choice, knowing that he was on the tip of the knife, and the decision was not in his hands, so he immediately hummed and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm not proficient in kung fu winning or losing, since there is no winner or loser, and no one on the stage shouts to stop or beg for mercy, let's continue this competition!"

Bai Xiong persuaded: "Mayor Town, don't you want to kill people? If this continues, sooner or later, the Hanging Star Hammer Qiu Zhong will run out of blood." And can't you see that it was my subordinates who kept the mercy and didn't have the intention of killing and let him live? Otherwise, if you add a little more force and deepen the wound on top of the original wound, won't he definitely be cut to death if he doesn't dodge so desperately? How can a famous hero be cut to death like this!"

Ding Qingshun was a little annoyed, and said: "It's not certain who wins and who loses in the result!"

Mayor Hu Yantong thought about it, and turned back to Ding Qing and said: "Master Ding, the competition, there are so many more games in the future, it has just begun, don't be in a hurry in a competition, okay?"

Seeing that Ding Qingshun didn't answer him, Hu Yantong hurriedly said loudly: "Two people on the stage, I declare a tie, stop quickly!"

Qiu Zhong only had the word "win" in his mind, and when he heard the words announcing the result of the game like this, he waved his double hammer and finally forced Qiu Yin into the corner of the ring, and replied loudly: "I don't agree!"

Mayor Hu Yantong had no choice but to spread his hands and accompany them to continue watching the battle.

After speaking, he swung the hammer down, Qiu Yin had nowhere to hide, and set up a double hook to block it again.

This time, Qiu Zhong's strength was not as good as last time, and he had exhausted his strength, but Qiu Yin felt even heavier, because he himself was exhausted.

Qiu Yin's legs were a little bent, and in the resistance, he saw Qiu Zhong gritting his teeth and fighting for his reputation, and he was not even willing to draw.

He really couldn't bear it, but when he looked at the audience, the other masters of Wutian Villa on the right were tall and tall, and the people on his side on the left looked so weak and weak, and they looked at themselves and paid attention to themselves.

If you lose this one, it will be even more difficult next, right?

It's not for yourself, it's for the sake of Zi, it's for the sake of the villa! You have to win! You have to fight!

Qiu Yin jumped up and kicked out his legs, hitting Qiu Zhong's upper body wound.

Qiu Zhong let out a terrible cry of pain and continued to press the hammer down like crazy.

Because Qiu Yin jumped up and kicked, he had lost his balance, and Qiu Zhong's desperate pressure was pressed by the weight of his body, and the two of them had both fallen.

Qiu Yin was pressed down, almost out of breath, thinking that if he was pressed to the ground this time, he would be considered a loser!

The audience stood up nervously, and this time should be regarded as the time to decide the victory.

Qiu Yin was having trouble breathing, and suddenly felt that there was no strength above, and when he looked over, Qiu Zhong closed his eyes, as if he had passed out, and then looked down, the double hook blades were upward, and the two hook tips had pierced into his ribs.

However, it was obviously not because of this stabbing that it was just another disaster under his exhaustion of oil, but that he had exhausted all his strength and collapsed into a coma.

Qiu Yin gently pushed Qiu Zhong away, stood up, and straightened his waist.

And Qiu Zhong was already lying quietly in the ring unconscious.

Who wins and who loses, it is clear at a glance, and it is no longer the draw situation that Mayor Hu wanted to announce just now.

The spectators on the left burst into thunderous applause. Ding Qingshun on the right had a gloomy face and was very unhappy, he thought that he had come to the rescue, and he had dealt with the tender-faced novice Yu Yu in the first two battles.

~(To be continued.) )