This time the smash was not light, Park Sunji struggled for a while before getting up, the referee next to him came over and asked a few words, Park Sunji looked resistant, pushed away the referee, walked in front of Yang Mo, and re-put on a good stance.
Yang Mo looked ahead, stepped down, put his hands up, and posed Tai Chi.
Park Sunji shouted and stepped forward quickly, and after entering the offensive range, he kicked Yang Mo's face with his right foot, because it was a downward step, so Yang Mo's body was not high, and he could easily kick it.
But long before Park Sunji's feet came, Yang Mo's hands had already been brushed up, and he could rub the opponent's fierce kick, holding it upward, crooked, and leading, with the waist as the axis, and the whole body rotated, and instantly threw the other party out in the posture of a horse.
"Bang!"
Park Sunji landed on the ground, and his crotch instantly hit the ground, making a muffled sound, and the onlookers all twitched their faces, and then watched Park Sunji's body curl rapidly, his complexion changed suddenly, and he shrank into a white shrimp under his crotch.
It looks like it can't be beaten like this, someone quickly ran forward to help Park Shanzhi, Yang Mo saluted him, and then returned to his seat, he didn't use any strength, it was already very good to be able to fight him, he didn't hurt people with his internal strength, he just used the power of Tai Chi to throw people out.
"It hurts to look at it."
Yang Mo sat down, and the senior brother leaned over to Yang Mo and said.
"I've shown mercy, or he would have been lying on the stretcher next to him by now."
Yang Mo replied as if nothing happened.
Senior Brother thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, if you use the strength you used to fight against Guo Xiao, you can knock it down with one punch." ” "Poke with one finger."
"Did the master teach you the acupoints?"
Senior Brother asked in surprise.
Yang Mo nodded: "I have learned it a long time ago, when you were struggling to find strength there, my father taught me the method of acupoints to me who already knew internal strength." ” Senior Brother looked at Yang Mo with an unkind face, there is no need to be so dense to hit people.
"Okay, let's not talk about this, there is a kendo competition next, do you want to go?"
"Up."
Yang Mo said firmly.
Yang Mo and Park Changjian each stood with a wooden sword and saluted.
Dressed in a Korean kendo uniform and protective gear, Park Chang-kin stands with his feet apart, holding a wooden sword in both hands in front of his chest, staring ahead and focusing on the sword.
Yang Mo was wearing a pure black Tai Chi suit, which he had been wearing from the beginning, holding a sword in his right hand, pointing at the ground with the tip of the sword, his feet slightly apart, and he was also looking ahead, looking casual, but there was an indescribable momentum echoing around his body.
"Let's go!"
The referee announced the start, Yang Mo did not wait for the opponent to attack like when he was boxing, but stepped forward with a sword, and came to Park Changjian in an instant, and the wooden sword swung out heavily, hitting the wooden sword that the opponent was blocking in front of him.
Park Changjian was knocked back two steps by the huge force carried by Yang Mo's sword, Yang Mo followed the momentum, the wooden sword cut an arc in the air, and the spherical tip of the wooden sword pointed directly at the opponent's throat.
Park Changjian glanced at the wooden sword hovering in front of his throat, raised the sword and wanted to resist, Yang Mo's sword tip drooped, and it hit the armor on the opponent's chest, knocking him back three steps, and his body stepped forward in an instant, and the wooden sword hovered at the opponent's throat again.
Needless to say, Park Changjian already knew that he had lost, so he was unwilling to put down the wooden sword and salute, but Yang Mo did not end up, he still had an opponent.
The other party didn't let him wait too long, and when Park Changjian went down, he stepped forward and stood still, and his movements were the same as Park Changjian, they were originally taught by a master, but Park Changjian was more than a step behind him.
"Kim is finished."
"Yang Mo."
Salute, begin!
This time, the opponent is obviously stronger, Yang Mo can see that the momentum around his body is almost condensed with the sword in his hand, even if the wooden sword in his hand can almost be seen as a wooden stick, but Yang Mo can still feel the faint edge revealed by the opponent.
When walking the sword, the steps under the feet are very important, Yang Mo stepped forward with steps, as heavy as a mountain, the wooden sword was wrapped in a huge force from top to bottom, and the electric light and flint appeared on the top of Jin Zaiwan's head, if this time was solid, Yang Mo also estimated that he would have to bear the crime of intentional wounding, and then take a break.
Jin Zaiwan didn't want to be injured, he clearly felt how much force there was on the sword above, but when he raised his sword to block, he knew that he had underestimated Yang Mo's strength, Yang Mo's heavy sword was pressed, and Jin Zaiwan's sword was smashed on his face, fortunately, there was a protective gear, otherwise he would be seriously injured directly.
Jin Zaiwan took a few steps back abruptly, quickly escaping from Yang Mo's attack range, quickly stepping on his feet to make his body stand firm, and slammed on the ground under his feet, flying towards Yang Mo in the air.
Yang Mo stood in place and watched the other party leap over, he did not take advantage of the victory to chase, but watched the other party rush forward again, using the power of his body to increase the sword momentum, obviously wanting to follow Yang Mo's move just now and crush Yang Mo with his strength.
But Yang Mo's strength is more than that, his sword is raised, like a soft cloth, slightly on the opponent's sword, his body is slightly sideways, the sword body rotates, the tip of the sword picks up the opponent's sword edge, and then quickly draws the sword and withdraws, takes root under his feet, takes the waist as the axis, quickly turns around, and then swings the sword down with his strength, hitting Jin Zaiwan's back.
"Bang."
After a muffled sound, Jin Zaiwan lay on the ground and couldn't get up, Yang Mo estimated the strength of the opponent, and then how much force he used, but the real injury was not serious, it was only bruised, it hurt for a few days, no broken bones, no internal injuries were not serious, Yang Mo was a child in order to practice boxing and swords, injuries were commonplace, but they were pumped, and they were not real knives.
After knocking down two people, Yang Mo still didn't feel satisfied, maybe it was too easy, Yang Mo stood in the middle of the scene and looked at the older generation of kendo masters, and arched his hand: "Although it is a bit rude, but the kid still wants to learn the mastery of the seniors, such as mountaineering, one step at a time, the kid wants to see the scenery on the other side of the mountain, and ask the seniors to give advice!"
” "Lao Li, go ahead, let this kid take a look."
The person next to him persuaded an old man of about sixty years old, the old man seemed to be in the area of middle age and old age, his gray hair was neatly combed, his eyes were attentive, and he looked lean.
As the master of the previous two, Lao Li's kendo kung fu is the strongest in this group of people, even if he looks like an inconspicuous old man, no one can ignore his existence.
No one thought about what to do if he lost, because no one believed that Yang Mo would win, even the senior brother thought so, the difference between the two was too great.
"Please advise!"
Yang Mo saluted.
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"Come on."
Lao Li just said lightly, and then watched Yang Mo attack, raised the wooden sword in his hand, and easily blocked Yang Mo's heavy sword, as if it was intentional, and it seemed to be a random pump, a top, Yang Mo directly withdrew from the outside of the zhang, covering his chest and looking at the other party.
It seems that the other party has left a big hand, such a light cloud, and an inadvertent blow will knock Yang Mo back, if the shot is heavier, Yang Mo will have to ease up for a while, even if his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, but in some aspects, it is still a lot worse.
"Good kung fu."
Yang Mo couldn't help but admire, and then continued to raise his sword and stepped forward, stabbing the opponent in the chest, but the other party was faster, before Yang Mo took out the sword, the tip of the sword had already come to him, Yang Mo had to put the wooden sword horizontally in front of him to block this blow, even if it looked a little bland, Yang Mo felt a huge force attacking.
Of course, this power was far from reaching the upper limit of what he could bear, but Lao Li's next change of move made him tired to resist.
The people on the Korean side looked at the embarrassed Yang Mo in the field with a ridiculous face, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, someone would have already shouted, Rao is so, the people on the Huaguo side are also ugly, some people who are familiar with Yang Mo are frowning and worried about him, and there are strange boxers and martial artists who laugh at Yang Mo's self-indulgence and dare to challenge Lao Li, you know, the other party is one of the most powerful people in the field, and it also has a pivotal position in the Korean martial arts world.
Yang Mo stood in front of Lao Li and let out a long breath, Lao Li was the most powerful kendo master he had ever met, even the teacher who taught him swordsmanship was not as strong as him, because Yang Mo's teacher only took him to get started, and the subsequent cultivation was all explored and completed by Yang Mo himself.
His eyes froze, and the momentum around him rose, but it was condensed in an instant, and from a distance, it looked like a gathering of wind and clouds, as solid as an iron wall, and there was a hidden edge to reveal it.
Yang Mo walked towards the opposite side step by step.
Seeing this scene, Lao Li, who was originally light and breezy, also had to change color, raised his wooden sword and looked at Yang Mo seriously, and the control mode was activated instantly, in Yang Mo's world, everything was different, everything was like stars under the dark night, dazzling and clear, everyone's expressions, movements, and even micro-expression analysis were circulating in his mind, at this moment, he seemed to control the world.
A yellow light flashed, and Yang Mo was pulled into a wonderful situation, his body was light and clear.
Yang Mo, who fell into an ethereal state, saw a lot, and the faces that were familiar or unfamiliar flashed in front of his eyes one by one, those who left shadows in his heart were the ones who were put in Yang Mo's heart, and those who remained in his memory but were not in his heart were just passers-by.
Yang Mo swims in the sea of memory, where it is like a blue sea scattered with a little starlight, which is full of memory fragments, from birth to the present, the smiling faces of those parents, the hand of the elder sister on his shoulder, the handsome face when he first met Zhang Muxi, those days and nights of learning art.
Yang Mo swam through the sea of memories and burrowed into a white place, where there were few things, he saw his family and the people he cared about.
In the sea of memory, Zheng Xiujing is like a newborn seedling, but she has seen a large number of fragments; Here, it looks like a towering tree, and it stands out among the few huge trees.