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Chapter 150 Two on One

Chapter 150 Two-to-one
Taozi was suddenly hit by this sudden blow and was a little panicked for a moment, but she was always a martial arts master with a long battle formation and had a lot of practical experience. Although the scattered hair blocked her vision, she was a stunning bridge body, with her legs stretched back, her back immediately leaned on the ground, and her hands hit her upwards irregularly.
In this way, her face is upward and her hair naturally slid downward, and she will not block her vision.
Taozi's movements immediately won a lot of praise, and she felt a little satisfied with her wit, but when she quickly searched for Lu Zhilong's figure, she found that the other party was missing?!
Then she discovered that the audience's cheers were not for her.
Lu Zhilong was smiling and locking her throat with one hand, while the other hand touched her chest in a daze.
Taozi originally wanted to counterattack, but after Lu Zhilong touched her, half of her body softened first and fell to the ground.
Lui Zhilong's action was seen by the audience at half time, but the referee was in a dead corner. He did not see Lui Zhilong openly act like a hooligan, and Taozi did not protest against the matter. Therefore, the referee only saw Lui Zhilong's iron fingers locking his throat, and did not see his monkey stealing peaches.
With a gong sounded, the referee announced that Lui Che-long won.
"This kid finally let him steal the peach." Fan Wubing said with a smile.
He consumed most of the pack of popcorn and drank a lot of white water. Now that he was about to go on stage, he found that the memory needed to be released as soon as possible. However, the referee probably wouldn't wait for him to release the water. When he stood on the ring, Fan Wubing suddenly found that the female player was also embarrassed, with her legs tightly tied, and her face was red. She was wondering what had happened to her, suddenly the female player said, "I can't beat him and admit defeat."
After saying that, she jumped out of the ring like a rabbit, turned her head and ran away, looking in that direction, and was heading towards the bathroom.
Fan Wubing won without a fight, and he was also a little ashamed when standing on the stage. He thought that this sister might have misunderstood. He invited her to eat popcorn but did not mobilize her to drink more water. Now that this result is caused, it is indeed not due to its original intention!
If she could hold on for a little longer, Fan Wubing thought she would give up this game. Anyway, she entered the top seven and could get credits. As for the remaining seven players, four of them are Chinese students. Could it be that those three little Japanese can take the top three? Fan Wubing doesn't believe this evil.
Then there was a half-time break. As the fastest-winning player, Fan Wubing will fight against a Japanese player later. Cheerleading teams appeared in the field again. This time, there was an advertisement from the sponsor. Fan Wubing only realized that the school had invited the TV station to record the program. Although it was not live broadcast, it was also very rare.
After all, it is not easy for a student contestant to use the program resources of the market. It can be seen that the school is still very concerned about this so-called exchange competition.
However, Fan Wubing didn't care about this for the time being, and he urgently needed to open the floodgates and release water. After he came back, the cheerleading performance happened to end. He and his opponent, a Japanese player named Takeo Miyata, stood on the ring face to face.
Fan Wubing did not observe Miyata Takeo at first. But when the two of them finished bowing each other and were about to fight, they realized that this person was not simple. He just arched his body and burst out with a very strong aura.
"Damn, I'm actually a master who practices both inside and outside!" Fan Wubing immediately felt the other party's aura.
Although many martial arts practitioners can do it, there are not many martial arts practitioners who release their true energy and mix their own power. It is even rare to be able to become a master like Takeo Miyata.
In today's era of decline in martial arts, it is really rare to see a real master like Takeo Miyata. Fan Wubing knows that if the other party has a good internal skills and is more proficient in external skills than himself, it is indeed difficult to deal with. If he had not just received the teachings of Teacher Fei and had a deep understanding of the half-step Bengquan, he might not have been able to win the competition on the ring.
Among the Japanese, there are such masters! I guess he is deliberately pretending to be himself in the previous ones?
These guys are still a little scheming, but Fan Wubing is also sure. It is just a little more time to continue to maintain his unbeaten record and fight him off the ring.
Faced with the powerful power released by Takeo Miyata, Fan Wubing could not show weakness. He also stood up and whistled at Takeo Miyata very frivolously, as if a playboy was teasing a good woman.
Although Takeo Miyata is a Japanese, he is also a normal person. When he suddenly encountered Fan Wubing's very rude action, he felt a little annoyed and a little slutty. He thought to himself that Takeo Miyata is a samurai with a completely normal sexual orientation. How could he have sex with a man? After such interruptions, the powerful momentum he created became weaker first.
At this time, Fan Wubing moved. He was a master who seized the opportunity. Although the half-step Bengquan seemed slow, it was actually very fast. Before Miyata Takeo could react, the first punch had already hit his arm.
Takeo Miyata subconsciously took a half step back and blocked it with his other hand, but Fan Wubing's second punch had arrived. The powerful force made a master like Takeo Miyata feel unable to resist head-on, so he had to take another step back. Before he could organize the counterattack move, Fan Wubing's third punch continued to hit.
Within one breath, Fan Wubing punched Takeo Miyata twenty punches, and Takeo Miyata also took twenty steps back.
If he lost the initiative in one move, he could not keep up with it step by step. In other words, Takeo Miyata's kung fu is first-class and is a rare master in Japan. Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to withstand Fan Wubing's storm-like offensive.
But it was at this point that Miyata Takeo had retreated to the edge of the arena without realizing it.
"Miyata, you can't retreat!" A Japanese shouted loudly from the audience.
Takeo Miyata finally recovered a little momentum, finally blocked Fan Wubing's punch, stood firmly on the edge of the arena, and attacked Fan Wubing with one punch. The sound of breaking through the air was like a crack of silk. It was indeed a master who had practiced internal kung fu!
Fan Wubing smiled and suddenly jumped up and punched Miyata Takeo and smashed him hard.
Takeo Miyata roared, stabbed his horse's stance, and prepared to take Fan Wubing's punch.
The two people's fists finally met together. Fan Wubing felt that his fists were burning, which was a little uncomfortable than hitting the cement wall. Miyata Takeo gritted his teeth, and it was obvious that his strength was weaker than Fan Wubing.
Fan Wubing did not hesitate and then smashed the second punch. Takeo Miyata changed his arm and took Fan Wubing's punch. However, this time his expression was worse, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Fan Wubing continued to work hard and smashed the third punch again. This time, he concentrated all his strength and true energy, and smashed it at Takeo Miyata with an unpredictable aura of Mount Tai.
Takeo Miyata no longer dared to meet with one hand. He roared, bowed his body, raised his hands upwards, and caught Fan Wubing's punch directly. His waist was greatly strengthened and he sank down suddenly, and finally caught the punch.
Takeo Miyata thought it was very dangerous. If Fan Wubing punched another shot, he would have to fall from the stage. Fortunately, he did not punch the fourth.
But an accident happened. The wooden board at Miyata Takeo's feet finally could not support the full force of the two masters, and made a creaking sound and collapsed downwards.
Takeo Miyata had just received Fan Wubing's three punches, but he suddenly suffered this change. His reaction speed was a little less. He immediately tilted his body backward and lost his balance. So Fan Wubing easily slapped his right shoulder, leveraging the force to shoot Takeo Miyata out of the ring and fell to the open space five meters away.
Takeo Miyata was very combat-ready. He looked at the shaking wooden board, shook his head with regret, stood up, pushed away the Japanese students surrounding him, and left the gymnasium without looking back.
Fan Wubing left the ring amid the cheers of everyone, and the next six contestants competed for the top three. The three winners generated this time played a round-robin match to compete for the first, second and third place.
This time, Fan Wubing encountered a weak opponent, and he explained it in just three moves and two moves. The other two players decided were all Japanese.
However, before the three-person competition, the organizer of the competition suddenly announced that there were new tricks in this final.
"In order to increase the difficulty of the game, reflect the spirit of martial arts, and make the effect of the game closer to actual combat, the organizer decided that the top three players would appear together, the third place would be the third place, the second place would be the last to be the champion, and the host announced the new rules.
As soon as this rule was announced, all the Chinese audiences in the venue expressed strong dissatisfaction. The current situation is that there are two Japanese people, one Chinese. Even if Fan Wubing is quite powerful, it is difficult to deal with two powerful Japanese players, right?! This approach is obviously bullying Chinese players!
"It's unfair, it's unfair!" Many people were shouting in the audience.
Fan Wubing squinted his eyes and looked at the people on the rostrum. He found that there were a few so-called leaders who looked like unknown level and several Japanese who looked like embassy staff who were surrounded by them respectfully. He snorted coldly in his heart and said, "Okay!"
Chapter completed!
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