There were a few sounds of "bang bang bang" fists and feet clashing, and Yang Jiao and Duan He exchanged hands.
Lang Mo couldn't understand some martial arts routines at all. He just thought they were exciting and lively. The speed and rhythm of their fights were almost the same as those of martial arts heroes in movies. Those who watched them were dazzled and excited.
However, although he is a complete layman, he only knows the fierce fighting on the surface, and does not feel the mystery and danger in the moves. But Principal Wolf can still see that the two of them are going back and forth, and Duan He is obviously
While he was attacking, Yang Jiao was defending. Duan He attacked fiercely, kicking, hitting, splitting, and grabbing. Sometimes he flew into the air, sometimes he swept, and sometimes he rushed forward. Each move carried a faint sound of sharp wind, and every move was directed at Yang Jiao's throat.
, temples, lower genitals and other vital places are extremely dangerous and can not be said to be obscene and vicious. The sight made him jump with fear and break out in cold sweat, fearing that Yang Jiao would make any mistake. If Yang Jiao died, it would be a big deal.
Bad thing. However, Yang Jiao was also extremely brave. Facing Duan He's mad dog-like attack, he spread out his body, blocked, framed, dodged, and avoided. He was quite lawful, unhurried, advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and saved the day every time. This
Principal Wolf breathed a sigh of relief.
As the gambling fight progressed, the tension between the two sides became more and more intense. Dozens of eyes stared at the two people in the middle of the venue without blinking, for fear of missing any tiny detail. Especially Alan and Liu Mei.
, their actions were almost the same: they grabbed their collars with both hands and stared straight at them. Whenever they saw what they thought was a dangerous moment for Yang Jiao, they would cover their eyes with both hands and not dare to look any further. They were so frightened that they dared not speak out.
, their bodies were shaking slightly, and they were so nervous that it was not Yang Jiao who was fighting with Duan He, but themselves, and they almost didn't scream.
Time passed by minute by second, and in addition to the whirring sounds of fists and feet, not long after, the sound of heavy breathing came from the field. Duan He's face was already flushed, and there was sweat on his forehead.
.The gasping sound like a broken bellows leaked from his mouth.
On the other hand, Yang Jiao blushed slightly, but his steps were still steady and orderly. It seemed that Yang Jiao had the upper hand in terms of physical strength. When Principal Wolf saw it, he was greatly relieved: It seems that he should keep his precious golden palm.
It wasn't a big problem, and he began to watch the fierce fight between the two with some pleasure.
Sure enough, the situation on the court quickly changed. Yang Jiao snorted coldly: "Duan, be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, he launched a violent counterattack and beat his opponent hard. Lang Mo
I found that Yang Jiao's attack method was different from Duan He's. Duan He mainly used deft steps and strong arms to get close to the opponent to kill the opponent, while Yang Jiao mainly relied on his thick and powerful legs to attack. His feet
His moves are so varied, fast and ruthless, such as swings, side kicks, forward kicks, back kicks, chain kicks, etc., it is dizzying. Every time Duan He blocks, he will be shocked to take several steps back.
What makes Duan He even more disadvantaged is that Yang Jiao is almost a head taller than him, with longer height and legs. When the opponent suddenly counterattacks, it becomes more and more difficult for him to get close to him. In this way, he can only be forced to retreat continuously.
When there is no way to retreat, I have no choice but to keep dodging.
But Yang Jiao didn't seem to want to give his opponent any chance to breathe. He seemed to have figured out Duan He's life gate and weakness. With a few low roars, the rhythm of his attack became more fierce, and his whole body was twisted like a gray shadow.
Wrapping around Duan He blocked Duan He's retreat. Under this extremely vicious offensive, Duan He's footwork obviously began to stagger and appeared very irregular. His actions such as dodging, jumping, and turning were also greatly reduced. Although he was dodging
He passed several heavy kicks from Yang Jiao, but Yang Jiao was also cunning, knowing that Duan He was afraid of his long legs, so he took the opportunity to punch Duan He's face and chest hard, and just hit him hard a few times.
Duan He was unable to defend himself and was exhausted from dealing with it.
In the latter part of the gambling fight, the burly Duan He fell down more and more times. On several occasions, in order to avoid Yang Jiao's powerful and heavy kicks, he had to use several embarrassing tricks like rolling around.
Kankan escaped several attacks. However, his white satin practice clothes were covered with dust and lost their proper cleanliness. In addition, his face was injured, and his nosebleeds and teeth blood flowed all over his face.
, the whole person also seemed to be stumbling. He was in a state of embarrassment, with no ability to fight back at all, just like a passive idiot who was beaten passively, and there was no trace of any dignity or arrogance.
Seeing Duan He's bearish behavior, his apprentices, Dibao and Baldhead, became anxious. They shouted and rushed forward, attacking Yang Jiao three times and one at a time.
But their every move had been seen by Lang Mo. As soon as he saw them coming up, he also shouted: "Come on, big guys, they are cheating, stop them two!" Before everyone could rush forward,
During the fierce fight, only two "plop-plop" sounds were heard, and the two men, Earth Leopard and Baldhead, were kicked far away by Yang Jiao as easily as a shuttlecock, and fell out of the fighting circle. Baldhead covered his stomach and lay on the ground moaning.
, the ground leopard was lying unconscious on the ground with its legs in the air, unresponsive.
When the young men in Fenghua Village saw this, even a fool knew that Yang Jiao had completely controlled the situation, and of course they were very happy. After the tense atmosphere, they felt relaxed and shouted in unison: 'Uncle Yang! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill this despicable and shameless bastard!...' The high and excited shouts spread throughout the top of the hill.
The young man's cheers made Yang Jiao even more energetic. He mercilessly increased the pace of his attack. Perhaps he was angry at Duan He's vicious and dirty tricks just now. After hearing the young men shouting, "Kill this despicable and shameless bastard,"
, Yang Jiao's subsequent attacks were also aimed at Duan He's vital points. As a result, he, who was already exhausted, saw his apprentice being killed by Yang Jiao again. Duan He, who was panicking, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was accidentally killed by Yang Jiao.
Jiao swung his leg quickly and hit him in the waist, causing him to fall to the ground.
As soon as he struggled to get up, Yang Jiao's body was already running straight towards him. He flew into the air with a beautiful kick. In the panic, Duan He had no time to dodge. Such a violent and fatal kick hit him in the chest.
!
"Just hearing Duan He scream 'ah', his body was like a kite with its string broken, flying high in a beautiful and standard parabolic arc, and flew nearly ten meters away in an instant. With a 'bump' sound,
He fell heavily to the ground, like a shrimp. He hunched over and twisted a few times on the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time, and he didn't know if he was still alive.
"Ho ho ho...! OK, OK...! Uncle Yang is awesome..." The young man from Fenghua Village frantically lifted Yang Jiao up, ignoring his dark face and scolding everyone not to do this.
, being rude, everyone threw him high into the air. For no other reason than that their shame was finally washed away.
After the gambling fight is over, of course, the accounts must be settled properly.
With the help of Yang Jiao, Village Chief Wang, Wang Yipao, and Er Niuzi woke up one after another. Among them, Er Niuzi and Wang Yipao were the most seriously injured and needed to be sent to the hospital immediately. The other four were broken into hand bones by Duan He.
The young man with broken bones also needed hospitalization. The rest were minor injuries that were not too serious and were not serious problems.
"Damn it, why am I paralyzed? Did I encounter a ghost?" Village Chief Wang asked Yang Jiao this question as soon as he woke up.
"Old Wang, the reason is very simple. You were tapped by that person." Yang Jiao replied with a smile.
"Mr. Duan? That old guy in white clothes? Where are the others? I have to settle the score with him!" Village Chief Wang said cursingly.
"He's here, right behind you." Yang Jiao said calmly.
Duan He and Di Bao also woke up during this time, and saw Duan He's face covered with blood, and he was slowly walking in front of everyone with the big men in suits.
"Di Bao, give me your dagger!" Di Bao hesitated, tied a dagger from his waist, and handed it to Duan He's right hand.
"Brother Yang, Duan was defeated by you today. His skills are inferior to others. I have nothing to say. If I lose, of course I will honor my bet! However, Duan will come to ask for advice in the future. I hope Brother Yang will give you some advice."
Save some face." After saying that, before Yang Jiao could stop him, Duan He waved his right hand violently, and with a flash of cold light, half of his arm with clothes on it fell to the ground with a 'splat'. Blood flowed down his broken arm.
It gurgled out like spring water.
"You, you are really a fucking lunatic!" Seeing this, Yang Jiao anxiously tapped his chest with his index finger a few times, and the blood spurting out was initially contained.
"Thank you! Xiao Meng, return Principal Wolf's IOU!" Duan He ordered, covering his bloody broken arm. The lame man had already been frightened out of his body by the scene in front of him. Without thinking, he held the hand with both hands.
Zhang handed the small but heavy document into Lang Mo's hands.
"Brother Yang, I have done what I should do. Can you...please let me and my men leave here?" Due to the severe pain, Duan He's body was trembling slightly. Sweat also began to wash off his face.
Blood spots revealed patches of pale skin.
"Well, yes, you can go, but I hope you will not come here to make trouble in the future. Of course, if it is just a personal matter between you and me, I am still willing to learn from it." At this point, Yang Jiao did not continue to make trouble.
You must also know the principle of "forgive others when you have to give them mercy".
"Thank you, Brother Yang, for your magnanimity. Could you please ask your people to move the tractor in the middle of the road?"
"Okay!" After Yang Jiao said that, he led the people to the tractor, and with the help of many people, they moved the heavy iron thing to the side of the road.
Duan He thanked him again, got into the van with everyone, and prepared to leave. The lame man walked at the end and wanted to follow him into the van. Unexpectedly, Lang Mo said loudly: "Damn lame man! You can't leave, you have to stay.
Down.!"
When the cripple heard this, his face suddenly turned gray! "No, I don't want to stay. Mr. He, please take me away with you!" After saying that, he squeezed into the car with all his might.
"Xiao Meng, it's not that we won't help you, you have seen what is happening in front of you. You... just wish for yourself!" As soon as Duan He finished speaking, a big foot stuck out from the car, unceremoniously.
He immediately kicked the lame man to the ground.
The van started the fire, closed the door, roared, ignored the desperate howl of the cripple, and drove away. After a while, it disappeared into the dark night.