Judging from this point of view, Yang Yonghui's ability to support himself for so long without being defeated under martial arts such as He Jianda's Flame Palm is enough to prove his extraordinary. \ "In this way, Yang Xiaoyou's defeat is an inevitable result" Yu Zurong nodded and agreed with Liang Haiping's point of view: "After all, He Jianda has mastered many of the top martial arts of my Yiyuan Sect, and under the same realm, the role of martial arts is decisive.
The only thing to see now is how many moves Yang Xiaoyou can support. ” Chen Jinming also nodded frequently: "No matter what, Yang Xiaoyou's performance is good enough." ” Changing angles, Liang Haiping's eyes suddenly changed from doubt to appreciation.
But soon, they will go from admiration to amazement.
Except for Xu Dongsheng, who was skeptical about the result of this battle because he saw Yang Yonghui make a move, everyone was not optimistic about Yang Yonghui.
It's just because Yang Yonghui dodged everywhere from the beginning, and he didn't even have a decent attack.
They didn't know that this was Yang Yonghui's discomfort with the top-level martial arts used by He Jianda, and it was also his deliberate use of the eye of the sky to carefully observe, steal the opponent's martial arts, and look for the flaws and loopholes in them by the way.
Now, it's finally time to fight back.
"Burning the Plains" He Jianda shouted, and with a slam of strength, with the momentum of wind and thunder, he bombarded.
As soon as the move was issued, He Jianda was already quickly thinking about the next change in his mind, in order to block the space for Yang Yonghui to retreat and dodge.
This kid is as cunning as a fox and slippery as a loach, and since the start of the fight, he has never confronted himself head-on, but has been constantly jumping and dodging.
He Jianda looked majestic, and he opened and closed widely, but in fact, he didn't even touch the corners of Yang Yonghui's clothes.
When He Jianda had already formed a mindset in his heart, and he was sure which direction Yang Yonghui must be going to dodge, the situation suddenly changed.
"Don't use the hidden dragon" Yang Yonghui drank in a deep voice, his body did not retreat but advanced, and He Jianda did not expect the opportunity at all, and suddenly advanced. bang The two of them slapped together with a firm palm, making a dull sound.
He Jianda originally thought that Yang Yonghui would dodge like many previous encounters, and he only thought about blocking the opponent's subsequent changes, so the strength in his hand naturally weakened.
And Yang Yonghui is the opposite, he has been plotting in his heart for a long time, this time he is gathering momentum, and with his intention or unintentional, He Jianda immediately suffered a loss. hum He snorted, his palm as if it had hit a solid rock, and his entire right arm tingled with the force of the counterattack.
Before he could react, Yang Yonghui, who had already calculated, was already rubbing his body like a nimble ape, leaning on the mountain, his shoulders slammed into him, and he slammed it on He Jianda's chest. hum Finally, He Jianda has rich combat experience, and he retracted his still movable left hand in time and put it on his chest.
But Yang Yonghui's full impact still made him feel like he had been hit by a hammer, and he let out a muffled snort again, and the whole person took a few steps back again and again.
If the opponent is the mountain-shaking faction, at this time, Yang Yonghui will take advantage of the victory to pursue, beat the water dog, and beat the opponent into a pig's head.
However, He Jianda is the head disciple of the Yiyuan Sect, and the two are friendly and have no deep hatred for each other.
Yang Yonghui felt that the victory and defeat had been divided, but there was no need to continue.
"I conceded."
Yang Yonghui arched his hand, just like the protagonist in a TV movie who won the competition.
Liang Haiping raised his eyebrows, his mouth opened slightly, and he was surprised in his heart.
He never expected that Yang Yonghui, who was born in Yeluzi, would fight back bravely under the disadvantage of the whole process, and turn the situation around in one fell swoop, turning defeat into victory.
Liang Haiping pressed one hand on the arm of the chair and was about to stand up.
"I haven't lost yet" He Jianda was like an angry male teacher, the hair on his whole body seemed to stand up, and he roared and rushed out again regardless of the blood in his chest.
Yang Yonghui tapped his feet, stepped back a distance lightly, and looked at Liang Haiping on the side.
Liang Haiping's brows furrowed, and his face showed an unhappy expression.
He Jianda lost a move, and was taken advantage of by Yang Yonghui, and he was knocked off by a mountain.
With his tough physique that he had cultivated and honed for many years, as well as the strong strength of the Xuanji high-level, this impact was far from the extent of breaking his bones, and it did not affect his combat effectiveness.
If it is a life-and-death struggle, of course, it is not the end yet.
But the two just had a friendly fight, and the point was over.
He Jianda loses one move, then this battle is considered to be his loss.
Obviously, He Jianda, a genius who has always been sought after in the Yiyuan Sect and even in the martial arts world, is a little annoyed and angry, and he can't afford to lose.
Liang Haiping was naturally clear about his apprentice's temperament, although he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.
Seeing that the head of the house was like this, the three elders and Xu Dongsheng were not easy to interject, so they just kept silent and looked at the field quietly.
Seeing that the master acquiesced, He Jianda was relieved, and at the same time, he shook his spirits, and decided to take out twelve points of strength to take back the face he had just lost.
Seeing that the top management of the Yiyuan Sect had no reaction, Yang Yonghui couldn't help but pout.
The crows in the world are as black as the world, regardless of whether it is the Shaking Mountain Sect or the Yiyuan Sect, they all have the same idea of the weak and the strong, and the same protection of the short.
Only by showing enough strength can it be possible to get their attention and recognition.
The thoughts in his heart surged, and Yang Yonghui's movements were not slow at all.
"Don't use the hidden dragon" Shouting out the name of the move loudly in his mouth, Yang Yonghui's left hand was empty, and his strong strength was all over the palm, not affected by He Jianda's high temperature.
He Jianda was inexplicably vigorously pulled by him, and his center of gravity shifted slightly.
Yang Yonghui immediately stomped on his left foot with lightning speed, and stepped on his supporting foot.
"Ahh He Jianda shouted, ignoring the attack, and hurriedly flew backwards, his injured toe was lifted weakly, and he didn't dare to land on the ground for a while.
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He couldn't have imagined that Yang Yonghui, as a high-level master, would use such a scoundrel trick as stepping on his toes regardless of his identity.
What's even more damning "You, you lied to people, didn't you call the hidden dragon, don't use it, it's completely different from just now" Just won by Yang Yonghui's sudden sticking to the mountain, He Jianda was deeply impressed by "Don't use the hidden dragon".
But Yang Yonghui shouted again, "Don't use the hidden dragon", how did it become a toe stepping on his fingers this time He Jianda couldn't figure it out, and at the same time felt that his pure heart had been hurt.
Who knew that Yang Yonghui spread his hands, and he looked more innocent than him.
"I don't know martial arts at all, and the names of the moves are just random and funny.
I don't remember what the action of the hidden dragon just now. ”: