About half an hour later, the arena where the group was standing finally welcomed a new group of challengers.
The one here is Seven Star Mantis Boxing. According to part-time tour guide Hu Yifei, this is a northern style boxing method that combines the essence of eighteen martial arts schools in the north with complex and diverse techniques and is quite entertaining.
There are no less than dozens of single boxing routines, known to the outside world as the Thirty-two Mantis Hands...
Yan Weiwei cared about the audience's feelings and spent two minutes to let them complete a set of punches.
Then, they rushed towards the next arena...
The higher up the mountain, the stronger the opponent became. Halfway up the mountain, Yan Weiwei was forced to kick out her legs for the first time, kicking a Shaolin boxing disciple who was steady in punching and losing his fighting ability.
"This girl has been out in the wild for several years. I thought her strength would have declined, but now it seems... she is not lazy." Mr. Yan said happily, stroking his beard.
Meng Lang couldn't help but be curious.
"Isn't that why she's not lazy? Apart from taking out food and watching the drama "Ge Youpara" at home, what else has she done for this salted fish?"
"Well... does it count to practice dancing every weekend?" Xiao Yu recalled.
"Sister Weiwei is so good at dancing on the mat. Her speed is so dizzying that I can't even keep up."
"Well……"
Is this possible?
Well, the dance mat is indeed a test of nerve response and body coordination...
Could this be the legendary practice of walking, sitting and lying down?
…
The sun rises slowly until it shines brightly.
As time goes by, the competition in various arenas hidden among the mountains and rivers becomes more and more intense, and the temperature seems to feel the warm atmosphere gradually rising...
"Bang!" A big man fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
The big man was about to get up, but the next moment, a toe was already touching his throat, and his face suddenly froze.
Yan Weiwei retracted her long legs and said "accept"!
"I declare that Twelve Road Tan Leg wins this competition!"
"Yeah!" The crowd cheered.
Even Yan Feng, who had always pretended to be calm and calm, finally couldn't help but smile.
Just because there is a small flag fluttering in the wind next to the arena, with a number written on it... 10!
This means that they have successfully reached the top ten.
It’s only nine steps away from reaching the top!
"Master Yan, would you like to 'defend the mountain' or continue to 'climb the mountain'?"
"We...choose Moriyama!"
To everyone's expectation, Yan Feng actually chose to guard the mountain at this time.
"Huh?" Yan Weiwei frowned. "Why? You don't plan to be satisfied with just finishing in the top ten, right? This is different from what we agreed!"
The agreement is that Yan Weiwei will win only when she reaches the top. What do you mean by asking me to defend the ring when she reaches tenth?
"Don't worry, I didn't say not to continue going up, it's just a strategic rest."
Yan Feng looked at Yan Weiwei who was a little helpless.
"First, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is at its strongest and the temperature is at its highest. Competing at this time will put a greater strain on your physical strength.
Second, those who can reach the top ten are already strong opponents. We must deal with each one with all our strength. You need to return to your best condition.
Third, the so-called snipe and clam fight, the fisherman wins..."
He didn't continue, but everyone understood what he meant.
Along the way, although that Li Lei didn't defeat all the powerful enemies for them, he definitely helped a lot, making their climb to the summit much smoother.
There is an overtaking technique in racing called "wake overtaking".
What it means is that there will be a vacuum and low-pressure area behind the wake of a fast racing car. As long as you can follow it, you can reduce the wind resistance and finally wait for an opportunity to overtake.
It's the same situation now. Li Lei's goal must be to reach the top, so as long as he follows him, he can help him deal with some of his powerful enemies.
Slow down your own climbing speed and wait until the strong enemy in front is exhausted, and their chances of reaching the top will naturally increase.
Everyone nodded in agreement, and even Meng Lang couldn't help but give Yan Feng a thumbs up.
If nothing else, if you go further, you will meet that Li Lei...
If we stay out of the way for now, let alone other things, we may easily move up a few places in the ranking.
However, Yan Feng's wishful thinking did not succeed.
Because soon, they met losers coming down from the mountain, and there were three of them at once!
It seems that it still retains its complete combat effectiveness.
Yan Weiwei could only play one game against the former "No.9" of this team.
It has to be said that there are not many mediocre players who can make it into the top ten. It took her a full quarter of an hour to defeat these three "poking feet" disciples who took turns to play.
The Yuhuan Steps and Yuanyang Kicks performed by the opponent are both styles based on legs and feet. It is said that they were the techniques used by Wu Songzui to defeat Jiang Menshen.
In the intense moments, the shadows of legs flying on the field were dizzying.
During this period, Fan Shigang also wanted to come on for a substitute match, but was knocked out in one minute without any suspense.
This fully illustrates how unreliable Yan Feng is as a disciple of Tanji...
To make matters worse, just after the game ended, another challenger from the bottom of the mountain came up to challenge him.
"Can't wait any longer!"
Yan Weiwei, who had played another round, wiped her sweat and looked at the setting sun.
Now she not only needs to compete with her opponents, but also has to race against time...
Yan Feng also sighed helplessly.
The position of tenth place is not a pure land. The climbers at the bottom of the mountain are probably full of energy and ready to rush up.
However, after delaying for so long, I think Li Lei, who poses the greatest threat, must have rushed to the front...
So, after a brief rest of more than ten minutes, they came to the ninth round.
Then... I saw the man sitting on the bluestone with his eyes closed and meditating...
Li Lei!
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"According to the opponent's previous speed, after so long, he shouldn't still be in the ninth round! Unless..."
Yan Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.
Obviously, the other party has exactly the same idea as him!
Everyone wanted to accumulate strength before sprinting to the finish line, but unfortunately, their plans failed, but they happened to face the opponent who was waiting for work...
The first time he saw Li Lei, Meng Lang sighed inwardly.
The inertia of history still allows what should have happened to continue to happen...
He calmly took a few steps back, walked to the end of the line as if nothing had happened, and then took out a book in his arms very naturally and opened the first page.
Xiao Yu noticed his little movements and asked strangely, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
"Shh! Look at the guide!"
Xiaoyu: “???”
…
"Ahem! It turns out to be Master Yan from Twelve Road Tanji. Long time no see!"
When Master Li of Bajiquan saw a group of people going up the mountain, he covered his mouth and nose and coughed, then smiled and crossed hands with Yan Feng.
"Yes, I heard that Master Li has accepted a good apprentice. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
Yan Feng's heart sank, but he could only be polite.
"No, he's just a monk on the way. How can he compare to your concubine, who has mastered the essence of Yan's Tan Legs, is young and promising, and has outstanding strength."
This Master Li is obviously also engaged in intelligence work. This sentence seems to be polite, but it is actually a reminder to his disciples that the challenger who comes this time is very powerful.
After hearing this, Li Lei, who was sitting on the bluestone to rest, finally slowly opened his eyes.
He scanned the crowd and quickly pinpointed Yan Weiwei in the crowd.
Just by looking at the fighting spirit in his eyes, he knew...this was his opponent this time.
"woman?"
"What? You look down on women?" Yan Weiwei stood out from the crowd.
"Those three envoys are pretty good at kicking. If you can defeat them, you are qualified to fight me! But you are unlucky...hehe!"
Li Lei stood up slowly. His height of more than 1.8 meters, and his tight muscles, coupled with his famous record, brought a huge sense of oppression to everyone present.
In his opinion, Yan Weiwei and her party were indeed unlucky.
After resting for half an hour, he had completely recovered and was about to hit the top of the mountain in one go.
If you come up at this time, you will hit the muzzle of the gun completely.
"It's not a bad tone. Who's unlucky will have to be beaten to find out."
After Yan Weiwei said calmly, she began to move her hands and feet without any fear on her face.
"Haha! Your Majesty is truly a woman, Lei Zi, your opponent has been called a once-in-a-century genius many years ago, you have to go all out! Cough cough! Cough cough cough..."
After Master Li finished speaking with a smile, he coughed violently again, and his face became abnormally flushed.
Li Lei twitched his lips. He knew that his master would never tire of destroying such a genius...
He suddenly showed a smile that looked a bit ferocious to everyone.
"please!"
…
"Bang!" fists and feet struck each other, Li Lei remained motionless, but Yan Weiwei took a step back.
The difference in strength caused by physique is quite obvious.
After twisting her painful ankle, Yan Weiwei's face became solemn.
Li Lei, on the other hand, smiled, stepped forward, put on air, and punched several times in a row, taking every inch and punching away, like a bull.
Bajiquan is a boxing technique that pays great attention to close combat. It emphasizes "bend, shoulder, squeeze and lean". It is majestic and powerful. The force from all directions spreads all over the body, including the eyes and hands. When fighting, there are weapons everywhere on the body.
It’s hard to guard against.
As the saying goes, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. The advantage of Tan Leg is that it has a longer attack range. Once it gets close, the power cannot be unleashed.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, Yan Weiwei naturally couldn't let the opponent get close to her and execute combos.
While she relied on more flexible steps to dodge, she also kicked continuously, constantly disrupting the opponent's attack rhythm and preventing the opponent from close combat.
"Brush!" Yan Weiwei found the right moment and kicked Li Lei at the weak spot in his throat. However, the opponent was already prepared. He retracted his right hand and bent his elbow to hit Yan Weiwei's feet.
Elbow strikes have always been the most powerful part of Baji Quan.
If this elbow were pressed firmly, it would be as minor as a bone fracture.
Naturally, Yan Weiwei knew not to confront the tank head-on, so the curve of her kick narrowed slightly and turned downward, hitting the opponent's abdomen with the open door open.
However, this kick seemed to hit a steel plate, and Yan Weiwei used the force to jump three meters to the ground, barely dodging Li Lei's cannon hammers one after another.
The howling wind brushed against Yan Weiwei's cheek, causing others to break into a cold sweat.
"Huh~" After landing, Yan Weiwei exhaled slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
This guy has almost no shortcomings in terms of offensive and defensive abilities and physical fitness. He is also very good at defending several vital points of the human body. It is difficult to find an opportunity to kill him with a fatal blow.
Coupled with the hard work that has been practiced for thousands of times, his normal attacks hit the opponent's body, just like scratching an itch.
But with the opponent's ferocious attack power, he would probably lose his combat effectiveness as soon as he got hit by it.
It's really a bit troublesome...
…
Off the field, Master Li looked at the battle with a smile on his face, while Yan Feng and the others had solemn expressions on their faces.
Everyone can see who has the upper hand on the court now.
"Will Sister Weiwei be okay?"
Xiaoyu squeezed Meng Lang's big hand tightly, looking nervous at the thrilling scene on the field.
Hmm... although I really want to say no...
Meng Lang raised his wrist helplessly and looked at his watch.
2:50pm...
…
"Bang!" Yan Weiwei crossed her arms to defend herself, but was still knocked back four or five steps by Li Lei's fierce punch.
"Hiss~" Yan Weiwei shook her hands and gasped in pain.
This guy's fist is really too heavy.
Regardless of the strength of both sides, the physical gap is too big...
"Admit defeat, I admit that you are indeed very strong, but after all, you are just a woman." Li Lei raised his chin.
However, his words completely angered Yan Weiwei.
"I came all the way back, not just to admit defeat!"
A trace of determination flashed in her eyes!
Close your eyes and take a deep breath, then slowly exhale...
When she opened her eyes again... her whole demeanor suddenly changed.
If Yan Weiwei was still sharp just now, now she has restrained all her sharpness and stood in a loose posture, just like an ordinary person.
"Huh?" Everyone present noticed something strange about Yan Weiwei.
But everyone was baffled.
Yan Feng frowned tightly, their Twelve-leg Tan Kou didn't have such a flawless offensive and defensive stance...
"Ha! Have you given up?" Li Lei grinned, and the next moment he lunged and bent his knees and rushed forward.
He stepped forward, stepped through the door, and when he was close, he suddenly stepped forward, his speed increased sharply, he raised his forearm into a fist, and the hardest elbow in the human body headed towards Yan Weiwei's chest!
Bajiquan - Wo Xin Ding!
However... Yan Weiwei stretched her arms forward and pressed down, blocking Li Lei's arm bones... She actually wanted to resist!
Li Lei sneered in his heart, and the next moment, with a flash of light from the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow below like thunder, hitting his weak spot!
Jump your legs so fast!
However, a fierce light flashed in Li Lei's eyes. He didn't dodge or evade. He just mobilized his muscles and used hard qigong to prepare for a hard resistance!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
The sound of two bodies colliding was heard, and Yan Weiwei was directly knocked away by the fierce impact. After rolling twice on the ground, she finally relieved herself of the force.
"Weiwei!" "Senior sister!" "Sister Weiwei!"
Everyone was shocked.
"Well..." Fortunately, Yan Weiwei stood up slowly in the end, but she was covering her arms and frowning, as if her hands were injured.
so close!
If the force of the kick hadn't been used to remove part of the force, the arm bone would probably have been broken...
"Huh!" Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but knew that he could not let the competition continue.
But just when he was about to admit defeat, he found that Li Lei on the opposite side was stunned in place with an incredible look.
The key is... one of his arms is already limp, and it is completely drooping as if he has lost all his strength!
Everyone's eyes widened.
Li Lei... actually lost one of his arms with a kick from Yan Weiwei!
"How... is this possible?!" Master Li's eyes were full of disbelief.
How could he not know how strong Li Lei's body defense was? Even if his weakness was one of the weaknesses of the human body, he would never be kicked like this if he was prepared.
"Bang bang bang..."
After waiting for a while, Li Lei felt as if his heart was beating again and he regained consciousness in the right half of his body.
Horrible! What a terrible kick!
The feeling just now was as if the force penetrated directly into the internal organs through his steel-like muscles, almost giving his heart a "feeling" of suffocation for a moment.
This feeling……
He looked at Yan Weiwei in disbelief...
"You... actually practiced An Jin!"
Under everyone's incredible gaze, Yan Weiwei's ponytail flew up and she showed a proud smile.