Haolong followed Mr. Xia He to one of the best hotels in Yunzhong City. When he went there, many people were already waiting there. Haolong had never been to such a big hotel in his life. Looking at the decoration inside the hotel, he couldn't help but secretly think of luxury.
In the morning, Haolong had a delicious meal here. It was so good. Everyone else was dumbfounded by Haolong's wind and rolling clouds. Even the old man chose a place far away from him and ate alone.
Afraid that someone would ask him
After lunch, the afternoon game would start some time later. Haolong was taken by the old man to have a rest. Haolong's good habits helped him pass the time. He lay on the hotel bed and fell asleep, leaving him alone.
old man
"Hey, you bastard, hey!" Mr. Xiahe felt helpless when he saw Haolong sleeping on the bed, but he didn't hate it.
The old man watched TV when he was bored, and time passed slowly. When the old man saw that the time was almost up, he patted Haolong's butt and said, "Boy, get up, it's time to compete."
"Ah, whoever touched me and took advantage of me, fifty yuan!" Haolong said in a daze.
"Hey, you kid is always thinking about money in your dreams." Mr. Xiahe slapped Haolong awake.
Haolong stretched himself, went to the bathroom, got cold water, sobered up, and then went out with the old man.
In the Han Taekwondo Hall, "Oh, old man, I'm just waiting for you." Han Guozhong ran over.
"Hey, it's not too late, Haolong, go quickly"
"Dear viewers! Our long-awaited eight-to-four competition is about to begin. In order to prevent audience friends from using mineral water to protect me, I will make a long story short. We will draw numbers again for this competition, and the players will draw them themselves. Please go to the number box on the stage.
"Selected," the host said and stepped aside.
The eight martial arts representatives came to the stage one by one to draw numbers. Haolong still drew number seven. Could it be that he is related to number seven?
"Okay, everyone, after drawing the numbers, please follow the procedure and go to the field to challenge your opponents." The host watched the martial arts representatives walk onto the field one by one, and shouted in the voice of his mother when she gave birth to him: "
Game start!"
Haolong's opponent was really unlucky. He turned out to be the one who succeeded in using "Golden Dragon Spit Bead". He looked very weak.
"Don't spit, or you will regret it." Haolong warned Cheng Cheng first, because he felt that the clothes on his body were quite expensive. If it got stained by his phlegm, who would he tell him?
"You...this is China's extensive and profound martial arts. How can a bumpkin like you understand it?" he yelled with a successful atmosphere.
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At this time, a group of people came in from the main entrance, but no one noticed that they were the so-called senior officials of the Tai Sui Party.
"Where is Brother Long?" Zhang Liao asked
"There!" Yellow Ox stretched out his thick arm and pointed.
A few people found a seat to sit down and began to enjoy the game.
"Look at that, is it Brother Long's student?" Xiaobai pointed to the side.
The golden monkey took a look and said, "Damn, who can say otherwise? I waited for them for so long this morning. I said why don't they come? It turns out they came here while running to watch the game. Come on, let's go over and make out." The golden monkey smiled mischievously.
walked over
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"Let me show you the secret skill of our Dacheng Martial Arts School, the powerful Vajra Palm!" Cheng Cheng slapped Haolong with a palm and mumbled something in his mouth.
Hao Long glanced at the not-so-ferocious success, and before his palm touched Hao Long, Hao Long had already kicked him in the face.
"Wow!" Chenggong yelled and fell on his back on the court. He sat up and wiped the blood from his mouth. "You are good. You are the first person to make me bleed in so many years."
Haolong feels very depressed, he is really weak
"Wow! The must-kill in Dacheng Martial Arts School - the fatal scissor kick!" After successfully shouting, he jumped up, his body was almost parallel to the ground in the air, and he crossed his legs and twisted toward Haolong.
Haolong looked at his action and thought, if you avoid this move, there will be no problem. Haolong's body swayed and he fell from his side. When he was about to land, Haolong added another kick.
, making him fly up one meter again before falling heavily.
"Oh, wow, wow!" Cheng Cheng screamed on the ground, "The must-kill of Dacheng Martial Arts School - Personal Baguazhang!" Cheng Cheng was like an invincible Xiao Qiang who was attacking Haolong again.
Come rushing
Haolong has now placed him in a particularly weak category, so he didn't make any big moves. He just tilted his body slightly, allowing Success to rush past him. However, Haolong's underestimation of the enemy gave Success a chance.
, the moment he successfully passed Haolong's body, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he rushed, he was bowing, with his right hand in front and his left hand behind. But this move of his will kill with his left hand.
superior
The height of the successful left hand was the same as that of Haolong's crotch. The moment he got close to him, his left hand suddenly exerted force and hit the middle of Haolong's crotch. Haolong never thought that he would have such a move. It just felt like a move.
A huge pain came from his lower body, and he was about to explode. He reflexively kicked Cheng Cheng's shoulder, and then he squatted on the ground with his hands covering his crotch and groaned in pain.
"You bastard, you declare that you are finished!" Hao Long was sweating on his head.
The people in the audience saw Haolong squatting on the ground suddenly, and they still couldn't figure out what happened. However, Mr. Xiahe seemed to have thought of something and burst out laughing.
Haolong crossed his legs and slowly stood up, "Damn, I guess it's so swollen now!" Haolong was extremely angry now.
"Look at Brother Long's posture, why does it feel weird?" Zhang Liao said.
"Did Xiaolong get hit?" Xiaobai asked.
"The little dragon must have been hit." The golden monkey nodded.
"Well, okay, remember the person who fought Brother Long!" Fang Tai also said
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"Hmph, you have been hit hard by me now. Surrender quickly, otherwise you will be even worse!" Chenggong said gloomily from the side.
"Huh, you're still far away!" Haolong said, covering Xiaolong.
"Okay, since you don't surrender, let me let you taste the pain again. Now that you can't act, I will attack you from a distance and see what you can do." After saying this, Cheng Cheng ran around in a circle around Haolong.
Keeping a distance of two meters from Haolong, "The must-kill of Dacheng Martial Arts Hall - the Flying Fairy from Heaven!" A cloth shoe was already hitting Haolong like Haolong, but Haolong's head was dodged.
At this time the referee came and said, "Stop, you are not allowed to throw things in martial arts competitions!"
"Uh, really? What do you know? This is called a hidden weapon! It is also a type of Chinese martial arts! You understand!" Chenggong argued.
The referee ignored him and then stepped aside
Then, continue the successful performance!
Haolong has suffered so much, why does he come back? Flowers!!!!