"Xinglong, I can't imagine that we actually persevered to the last moment in this martial arts conference, although our battle is related to the ranking of the top ten masters in the world, but there is no need to distinguish between life and death, frankly speaking, I can stick to this point, my heart has been calm.
I have a suggestion, I don't know what you think."
Just when Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun were facing each other, Liu Jiajun suddenly spoke.
"Hmm" When Zhao Xinglong heard these words, he felt the breath on Liu Jiajun's body again, but he didn't have the slightest fierceness in battle, just like what he said, he didn't have the intention of killing and fighting at all, he was indeed calm.
So Zhao Xinglong said happily: "Do you have any suggestions?"
"The old rules, take a hand."
Liu Jiajun smiled gently.
As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar.
Many people didn't expect that at the most intense juncture of the martial arts conference, in the final stage of life and death, Liu Jiajun actually proposed such a gentle duel method.
It was originally a good exchange between the older generation of national art masters during the Republic of China, which could not only try out the depth of kung fu, but also avoid casualties caused by hand-to-hand combat.
But this kind of hand-in-hand can't try the kung fu of actual combat, in actual combat, ever-changing, life and death are instantaneous, and it is not something that can be separated by a hand.
Now Liu Jiajun proposed such a gentle fight, which is really not in line with the atmosphere of fierce fighting at the martial arts conference.
It's like suddenly injecting a romance detail into a horror movie, which greatly dilutes the extremely tense blood.
"Well, we are both Chinese, in the same room, why hurry to try together, and we are also with me."
Zhao Xinglong laughed, and his mood was extremely comfortable.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had completely forgotten the bloody competition for the top ten in the martial arts conference, forgetting the fame and fortune, the two young masters, communicating easily.
Stand relative to each other, with your hands together, as if you are pushing your hands in Tai Chi.
As soon as the bell rang, the two moved at the same time, Zhao Xinglong held his breath, his hand was slightly bulging, he sent it upward, his elbow was forceful, and he used the "sharp push gun" in Bajiquan, but the strength was not released.
Liu Jiajun stepped back, pulled his hand back, and used a "slow rotation grinding" to hold Zhao Xinglong's momentum, and when the other party's remaining momentum was exhausted, he pushed back.
Zhao Xinglong's body turned slightly, his stomach straightened, his feet walked backwards, his hands collapsed, and he lifted violently, and he actually wanted to make a provocation to collapse Liu Jiajun.
Liu Jiajun raised his eyebrows, planted his feet and pressed down, and suddenly his feet rotated, which turned out to be a mastery of "five-star beads".
Zhao Xinglong didn't pay attention this time, and was actually taken to lose his balance slightly, and his center of gravity shifted backwards.
"Okay" Liu Jiajun's eyes lit up, his body turned casually, and he followed the display of eight poles, trying to pick Zhao Xinglong away.
However, in this critical can, Zhao Xinglong's body swayed from side to side, and suddenly it was like the ground sinking, as if it was a reef washed by the sea for thousands of years, no matter how Liu Jiajun picked, he didn't move at all.
Just when Liu Jiajun didn't provoke at this moment, Zhao Xinglong immediately counterattacked, his hands were still sticky, pressed down, and when he pressed, Liu Jiajun felt a strong surge, and his body involuntarily took several big strides in a row, retreating and unloading, but his hands left Zhao Xinglong's hands.
The hands of the two did not come together anymore.
"Well, Xinglong, what kind of kung fu did you just do" After Liu Jiajun separated, he didn't continue to move, but asked in surprise.
"This is a style of body that I have created by practicing at the bottom of the sea for three years, and I have fixed my body according to the undercurrent, which is called Dinghai Needle."
Zhao Xinglong said with a smile.
"A good hand to set the sea needle, really smart, I lost a hand, today's competition, I have gained a lot, come to say that Fang Chang" Liu Jiajun smiled, and walked out of the venue gently, so chic, so that countless people's hearts were broken.
Although Liu Jiajun admitted defeat, in the hearts of many masters present, they felt that this teenager really had a unique charm.
At the same time, this competition between Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun can be said to be the most peaceful battle in the martial arts conference.
But the masters can see that the means and kung fu of both sides in this fight are not easier than life and death duels, and the gold content is also very high.
At this time, in the venue, there were still twelve people left, including Wang Chao, God, Ba Liming, Yan Yuanyi, Fengcai, Yue Peng, Huo Linger, Luo Xiaomeng, Tan Wendong, Bai Quanyi, and Zhu Hongzhi.
The last twelve people of the martial arts conference, that is to say, there are still two battles, and two people are eliminated, and the top ten places are really decided.
Everyone began to look up to finally determine the two rankings of the places.
The big screen of the computer, with endless flickering, freezes on the two names.
Huo Ling'er.
Luo Xiaomeng.
"Cluck, cluck."
Seeing her name, Luo Xiaomeng came on the stage, and her eyes were on Huo Ling'er, who was eloquent: "Let's not have a hand like Xinglong and Jiajun?"
Huo Ling'er raised her hand: "I heard that you and Changmei have learned kung fu for a while, and you have learned all his boxing techniques, you can also be regarded as his heir, I fight you today, it can be regarded as a confrontation between my master and your master, let's shoot." ” "Okay" Luo Xiaomeng looked at Huo Ling'er's eyes, her heart tightened, and she didn't speak anymore, but tightly guarded her spirit, did not relax at all, and quickly accumulated strength.
The bell rings Luo Xiaomeng's feet flashed, like a burst of firelight, approaching Huo Ling'er at an indescribable speed, and threw a punch.
Huo Ling'er turned around and retreated, her footwork was like stepping on a lotus, her hand was reversed, and she was beaten backwards with a "drunken concubine", surging vigorously, and rushed to Luo Xiaomeng's head.
Luo Xiaomeng raised his hand to separate, wrapped his backhand, strangled with a reverse entanglement, and pierced a piercing with his other hand, and the iron horse protruded the knife and spear and pierced Huo Ling'er's throat bone.
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Between the two of them, they made a series of killing moves, as if they were enemies, which was in stark contrast to the previous fight between Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun, which made the people present feel like they were separated from each other.
Huo Ling'er naturally wouldn't let Luo Xiaomeng hit her throat, and when she raised her palm, her slender five fingers flashed with a moving luster, as if she contained all the magic in the world, giving people a feeling of mastery.
Her five fingers were crossed in front of her throat, and with a slight grab, she pinched Luo Xiaomeng's wrist.
At the same time, the technique of "old ape wrenching branches" was used again and again to break Luo Xiaomeng's bones.
But Luo Xiaomeng's bones seemed to be as soft as cotton, and her skin seemed to be slippery like a loach.
This is actually the kung fu of "slipping the palm" in the gossip palm.
After "slipping" out, Luo Xiaomeng's eyes closed, her left foot was raised at will, and she threw it out horizontally, kicking it to the inside of Huo Ling'er's calf.
Huo Ling'er leaned down her waist, one hand was like a sickle, and she cut down her leg, and it was the wheat cutting rack in her mind that hooked Luo Xiaomeng's leg.
Who knows, Luo Xiaomeng's leg was originally a false move, but after kicking it out, he turned around, dodged a cut, and his hands rushed out, hitting Huo Ling'er's back with a storm.
Splash the wind and thrash Huo Ling'er suddenly had a big fishing waist, and the whole waist seemed to be rotating to the extent of the distortion of the human body, and after only one turn, she avoided Luo Xiaomeng's thrashing momentum.
"Hmm" Luo Xiaomeng didn't expect that Huo Ling'er actually dodged like this, and between the other party's rotation, it could be clearly noticed that the fingertips of the opponent's right hand were heating up sharply, obviously gathering strength and wanting to hit it.
"Am I defenseless" Luo Xiaomeng sensed this, her heart moved, her feet took two steps back, and suddenly she took three steps forward, and a punch slanted out, expecting the enemy to take the lead, and hit Huo Ling'er's fingers.
Who knows, the temperature change of Huo Ling'er's fingers suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if she had never gathered strength, and at the same time, in Luo Xiaomeng's induction, the other party's left foot was full of blood and blood, and it seemed that it was about to explode out at any time.
"Not good" Only then did Luo Xiaomeng know that Huo Ling'er was changing the qi and blood on her body at this moment to confuse her sensitive induction, thus causing an illusion.
"Her qi and blood are playing, and she is so superb, she can do whatever she wants" Misjudgment and immediate disadvantage.
Luo Xiaomeng's mind showed a flaw slightly, quickly calmed down, took a step back, and put on the defensive.
Huo Ling'er smiled coldly, her hands and feet hit out repeatedly, and she actually showed the momentum of fencing, attacking two hands in a row, "Silver Python Potential" and "Golden Scale Potential", two fast attacks with hands instead of swords, attacking every loophole of Luo Xiaomeng in all directions.
"Silver Python Potential" and "Golden Scale Potential" are the most rapid attacks in ancient swordsmanship, and they are most suitable for fast attacks in one go, and now they are displayed at this critical juncture, Huo Ling'er can be said to have used them just right.
Luo Xiaomeng is blocking left and right, although she is on the defensive, she does not fall behind at all, and her breath is extremely long, showing her strength that can be completely comparable to Huo Ling'er.
However, after Huo Ling'er finished the two quick moves, she seemed to have raised the momentum of her attack to the peak, and suddenly shook her feet, raised her hand high, and pressed her whole body violently, making a "sky-turning seal".
In a flash, the fist and arm touched, and Luo Xiaomeng was shocked, and he took a few steps back before he stabilized his body, his face was red, his eyebrows were raised, and he took a deep breath to stabilize the qi and blood that had just been shaken.
"Well, you actually followed my Tianyin and my blood is still just floating in qi and blood, it's really powerful" Huo Ling'er saw Luo Xiaomeng like this, she didn't make a move, but stopped, showing a trace of surprise on her face.
"What a fierce fist."
Luo Xiaomeng took a few more deep breaths and raised her hand, "You have already played with the qi and blood on your body, and it only takes a few months of recuperation to enter the Dan Dao realm, you have taken a step forward than me, at this juncture, there is no longer any meaning in winning or losing, this martial arts conference, I have already obtained all the things I want."
What I saw, what I experienced, what I felt, this kind of wealth, is so much more important than the top ten, I don't want to go down. ” After speaking, Luo Xiaomeng rubbed her hands, and did not say that she lost, but walked out directly.
However, her behavior is tantamount to quitting.
If you don't admit defeat, you lose.
Luo Xiaomeng's retreat, the martial arts conference, there are only eleven people left In the last game, the top 10 are eliminated.
All of them, including the countless who were watching in front of the broadcast, held their breath.
On the big computer screen, it danced for a long time before the names of the two people popped up.
Yue Peng.
Yan Yuanyi.
To be continued: