"Are you a disciple of Huajianmen?!" Lao San's face was slightly shocked at first, but then he showed an excited expression. (Novel Network) Hu Zazi also seemed to be trembling slightly, and he seemed to be numb in his excitement. My hands are also healed.
"Okay, okay! I've always been curious about the strength of Huajianmen. But your faction is well hidden and it's rare to see them. Since we meet them today, let's have a good fight!"
The third child raised his hands and tensed them in the air. His five fingers were bent and his veins popped out, like eagle claws, which made people feel chilly.
The two coaches in the audience were also slightly surprised. They did not expect that the third child would actually use a trick. It seemed that the person the young lady brought was not the kind of pretty boy who relied on women for food as they imagined.
However, Shui Yunyao knew something was wrong as soon as she saw Lao San's moves, and immediately shouted: "Third coach, you have already passed the move of no less than thirty, why are you still making things difficult for my friend? Do you not take me, Shui Yunyao, into consideration?" inside."[
"Miss, this is a men's competition between us martial arts practitioners. Please don't interfere. Besides, the young man you brought here is not inferior to me in strength. It's hard to say who will win."
When the third child gets an opportunity like this, he won't let it go easily.
A coach in the audience also stopped Shui Yunyao, who was about to rush to the ring, and explained: "Don't worry, in terms of victory or defeat, we will accept this young man."
When Shui Yunyao heard what he said, she could only grit her teeth, and then continued to look at the ring angrily.
The fact that this young man is the successor of Huajianmen made Lao San extremely excited. He could finally meet the disciple of Huajianmen, which also made up for the fact that he had lost an experience of Huajianmen because of the fading out of Huajianmen. Opportunities for martial arts.
"Boy, come on!" Unable to bear the excitement in his heart, Lao San rushed to Zhuo Yifan in the blink of an eye, and the eagle claws flipped at a high arc to grab Zhuo Yifan's chest. Zhuo Yifan did not expect Lao San's The speed suddenly increased, and he narrowly avoided this move. The T-shirt on his chest was torn by the wind of Lao San's claws, and his wheat-colored chest was exposed with a "tear" sound.
Zhuo Yifan pushed hard on the ground with one foot and stood firm. He held Lao San's sleeve with one hand, and then used the other hand to stab Lao San's waist with a blade. When Lao San found out that he wanted to When he was about to dodge, his left leg curved hard and kicked Lao San in the back.
"Fancy, chain." He shouted softly, and the moves flowed out naturally like running water. The third child also used fists and kicks, and the two of them were fighting inextricably.
Zhuo Yifan made one move after another, and before this move fell, another one followed one after another, so that the three people in the audience were shocked.
The third child was also surprised and followed up with the moves. When he knew that Zhuo Yifan was the inheritor of Huajianmen, he guessed that this young man had extraordinary strength, but he did not expect that he, a person with profound attainments in martial arts, would be A man who looked to be in his early twenties was in a panic.
The third child was very depressed and felt his shoulders go numb. Zhuo Yifan's punch had already landed on him. His body tilted and he was completely at a disadvantage.
His feet staggered for a moment before he stood up slightly. At this time, Zhuo Yifan imitated Lao San's eagle grip, broke through the air, and pressed it against Lao San's neck.
"I accepted." With a word that was neither bland nor salty, the competition came to an end.
Zhuo Yifan felt that the third child was stunned, withdrew his hand, bowed slightly to the third child in the surprised eyes of everyone, and then walked towards Shui Yunyao with a smile, who was surprised and could not find her voice.
