Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming walked to the referee. There were several people waiting in line in front of them, waiting for the referee to randomly call someone for PK.
As soon as they heard that the two were going to play black, the remaining people all expressed their willingness to give in.
Anyone who forms a team like this is afraid that they have some big feud to make.
Please, you go first.
Fu Jianhan also stood aside and watched the excitement.
"Brother Fu, why don't you sign up?" Huang Xiaoshi didn't feel nervous at all and asked Fu Jianhan in a troubled manner.
Fu Jianhan laughed loudly and said, "No rush, no rush, I'll talk about it after I've watched what you guys are doing."
Wei Ming saw that Fu Jianhan was choosing his opponent.
It is true that Fu Jianhan is choosing his opponents, but the way he chooses his opponents is different from what others think.
Many people in the crowd are trying to find a guy who is weaker than themselves so that they can win a lot of games. But Fu Jianhan is different, he is looking for a stronger opponent.
Fu Jianhan just walked around and found that the people on the field were all noobs pecking each other. They were so noobs that it was useless to treat them as wrong question papers.
Turning around, it was discovered that Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming were going to have sex, so Fu Jianhan became interested.
Although the three of them were chatting about wine along the way, Fu Jianhan knew that neither Wei Ming nor Huang Xiaoshi was weaker than him. This was because the three of them climbed the mountain very fast and danced and talked along the way. They did not have extremely deep skills.
, simply cannot be done.
Soon, before the two men finished fighting, the referee had already called a stop.
The outcome has been decided, one is fighting and the other is suffering.
A martial arts contest is not a life-and-death fight. There is no such thing as someone taking 99% of the hits and successfully counterattacking with 1% empty blood.
Usually, when this kind of beating reaches about 70%, the referee is enough to rule him as a loser.
As for the 1% counter-kill, it is a small probability event in actual combat. It is useful when distinguishing life and death, but it is meaningless when discussing martial arts.
The referee was a bald Shaolin disciple. After the winner was decided, he held two bare bamboo cards in his hand, poked a small hole in the bamboo cards with his fingers, handed them to the winner, and drew another
Cross, give it to the loser.
This bamboo sign was not made in Hsinchu. It was made from old bamboo that was several years old and dried. It is difficult to carve on this thing with a knife, let alone draw it casually.
Seeing the referee show his hand, the man on the court who was still unconvinced after being beaten so hard fell silent.
Today, there is no saying that referees are not allowed to hit people, and referees are even used to maintain order.
"Next game." The referee shouted, and Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming walked onto the field.
"You are not allowed to deliberately hit your opponent hard during the game. If you stop, you will stop, otherwise you will lose. There is a line drawn on the ground. Try not to get out of the line. If you really want to get out of the line, don't run too far. I won't chase you."
Huang Xiaoshi thought this monk was very interesting, at least it was interesting to listen to him talk.
The Shaolin Temple is really full of talented people. I can’t underestimate the martial arts world.
"Let's begin." The referee said.
The referee called for the start, but the two men did not take action.
Huang Xiaoshi said to Weiming, "Don't you drink?"
Weiming didn't answer, so he asked Huang Xiaoshi, "Do you have murderous intentions?"
"Haha." Huang Xiaoshi laughed after hearing this: "You can't beat me with bare hands."
Huang Xiaoshi said this, and Weiming also agreed. In Huang Xiaoshi's Chicken Claw Skill, neither the chicken claws nor the chicken pecks can be fought with bare hands.
In an emergency, you can use your body to perform a few moves, but there are acupuncture points on your hands and feet, and if you have an acupuncture point, you will hit it. The only difference is where you hit it.
In the unknown, Huang Xiaoshi's Chicken Claw Kung Fu can be called a "magic skill", and it can only be blocked by using equipment.
Weiming looked around and scratched his head.
As his understanding of [Drunken Stick] deepens, Wei Ming no longer needs to carry a long stick that gets in the way. Anyway, there is no need to pick a weapon when using [Drunken Stick].
It's just that the ground prepared by the Huashan sect in advance was clean, not even a single weed.
After Weiming looked around, he quickly walked towards the referee.
"Master, I'd like to lend you the chariot stick." Wei Ming said to the referee.
It was also the first time that the referee encountered a player asking him to borrow a weapon. He pulled out the long stick stuck on the ground behind him and handed it to Wei Ming.
Weiming picked up the stick and danced it a few times. The length and weight were just right.
After the two stood up again, Weiming waved to Huang Xiaoshi.
"Brother Xiaoshi, come."
As soon as the unknown words were finished, Huang Xiaoshi hit him with a punch that he had been accumulating for a long time.
For this move [Through Back Fist], I heard that the maximum charge can reach 200%.
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Ever since he knocked down [Kang] with a few punches in Hangzhou, Huang Xiaoshi never used violent punches again because this move was too useless and had too many limitations.
If he wants to deal with ordinary people who don't understand martial arts, Huang Xiaoshi's ordinary punches are enough. Not only can he punch one person at a time, but he also needs to reduce his strength to avoid killing them all with one punch.
For warriors fighting, violent punches are too slow to start, the movement is too big, and the punch is too straight. No matter how powerful the move is, if it fails to hit, it is equivalent to punching the air.
After all, apart from [Crazy], I’m afraid I’ll never find another silly person who dares to fight with Huang Xiaoshi.
But this move is very effective as a starting point.
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Huang Xiaoshi's punch came like lightning. Wei Ming knew he was unstoppable, so he leaned back to dodge the punch. Wei Ming held a stick in both hands and used a backhand on the ground, raised his feet, and passed with a series of kicks.
Wei Ming's right foot had just kicked up when Huang Xiaoshi's left paw touched his instep.
After the two exchanged blows, Huang Xiaoshi withdrew his right fist, turned his fist into a peck, and pointed towards Wei Ming's thigh. As a result, Wei Ming hit his left knee, and the two exchanged another move.
Wei Ming took advantage of the situation and landed on the ground. He waved his hands and a long stick swept towards Huang Xiaoshi's feet.
This is the most disgusting thing about Drunken Master. Many of its attacks are directed at people's legs and feet.
These attacks are not meant to defeat the person directly, but rather require you to accompany him to roll around on the ground, and then be defeated by the opponent with his rich experience of falling to the ground.
Weiming was lying on the ground and a stick swept across him. Huang Xiaoshi was now faced with a big dilemma: his hands were not long enough.
If you want to attack someone lying on the ground with your bare hands, you can only bend down and lower your head.
If you bend down and lower your head, you may easily be kicked in the head by a sudden pop-up weapon.
And if Huang Xiaoshi wants to stand up and use his feet to step on or kick Wei Ming who is lying on the ground, it will be even more dangerous. If he is not careful, he will be knocked down.
Contrary to Wei Ming's expectation, Huang Xiaoshi didn't jump up, nor did he take the move forcefully. He just slid back three steps and retreated about ten feet away.
Wei Ming turned his body sideways and looked up, only to see Huang Xiaoshi standing not far away, with his feet braced and his hands clasped around his waist.
Oops!
This action is not clearly understood.
Weiming just rolled on the spot, and a deep hole as big as a basin was made where he was lying just now.
At this moment, the sweat on Weiming's face slipped down.
Brother Xiaoshi is really serious.
This time Huang Xiaoshi really wanted to win.
Huang Xiaoshi tried using only Chicken Claw Kung Fu, but it was very difficult to defeat Wei Ming. Wei Ming's Drunken Fist + Drunken Stick combination, Huang Xiaoshi always lost no matter how he fought, so he had to make Wei Ming unable to lie down.
As expected, after Huang Xiaoshi hit him with [Wave Fist], Weiming rolled on the ground first to avoid the attack, then he bounced on the ground and stood up again.
I don't dare to lie down anymore. Long-range attacks are a deterrent to all lying down.
In just a short while, the two of them had exchanged several moves, and among the dozen or so people watching, only two of them fully understood them.
Fu Jianhan became more and more excited as he watched, while the referee's face became more solemn.
The move just now was very similar to the move of [Six Meridians Divine Sword].
Who is this guy?!
Just as Weiming rolled to his feet, Huang Xiaoshi rushed over, his hands striking left and right like the wind.
In the past, Weiming could just dodge most of Huang Xiaoshi's attacks, but Huang Xiaoshi's physical skills have greatly improved with the blessing of [Transformation], and Weiming was able to dodge most of his attacks this time.
Relying on the [Wuxianxiaoyao Gong], Weiming used his internal power to offset most of the damage from attacks, but this was just the beginning.
Huang Xiaoshi's attack will not have any gaps in attacks, let alone attack pauses. Under such a stormy attack, Wei Ming's defeat will only happen sooner or later.
A thought flashed through Wu Ming's mind: there was only one way to win.
Huang Xiaoshi pecked again, Wei Ming raised his left arm, and Huang Xiaoshi's "Chicken Eats Rice" move clicked on his arm.
Before Huang Xiaoshi could stop, Weiming twisted his left arm forward and clamped Huang Xiaoshi's hand with the crook of his elbow.
No one has ever seen such a strange move before, and Huang Xiaoshi has certainly not seen it either, but he knows what Wei Ming wants to do.
Sure enough, Wei Ming thrust his left foot forward and bumped his body forward. He dropped the long stick in his hand and wrapped his whole body around Huang Xiaoshi.
In this battle, Huang Xiaoshi was originally going to be a test, and what he was waiting for was the unknown twisting technique.
After Weiming entangled Huang Xiaoshi, Huang Xiaoshi tried his best to break free, but as expected, everything failed. Just when Weiming entangled Huang Xiaoshi and wanted to take him to the ground, Huang Xiaoshi saw a blast of energy erupting from Huang Xiaoshi's body.
The anger shocked Weiming so much that he took off his hands. Then, Weiming was punched three times in a row on his abdomen, chest and jaw, sending him flying.
[Shenglong Fist].
Huang Xiaoshi finally tested it out. [Lushan Shengji Ba] and [Shenglong Fist] can be released even when being grabbed.
This is indeed an invincible skill.
Under the gaze of everyone, the two men rose into the air and then landed floatingly on the ground.
After Wei Ming landed, he did a back handspring to distance himself and stood up. Before he could stand firmly, he heard the referee shout loudly: "Stop."
Although they had just exchanged a few moves and it was not even a warm-up for the two of them, the referee felt that it was enough and the victory was decided.
"The winner has been decided, come here and get your own sign." The referee shouted to Huang Xiaoshi and Weiming.
After the two walked over, Huang Xiaoshi received a bamboo sign with a hole poked in it, while Unming received a sign with a cross on it.
Wei Ming didn't feel any resentment for losing so quickly. When Drunken Fist couldn't dodge Huang Xiaoshi's attack, Wei Ming knew it would be difficult for him to win.
As for the twisting technique, Wei Ming doesn't think it will really work, that is, he just wants to give it a try.
After Weiming returned the stick in his hand to the referee, he left the court, while Huang Xiaoshi stayed put. He was ready to play another round and finished the two rounds.
Huang Xiaoshi stood here without moving, and the whole audience became embarrassed. No one dared to come forward to compete with him.
Just when the referee was about to call someone casually, Fu Jianhan raised his hand to stop Wei Ming who was about to move forward. He said to Wei Ming: "Brother, give me a chance."
Before the finals, losing one or two games will not affect your ranking in the finals. Instead, try to compete with the masters. Only in this way can you know what you are doing and know yourself and the enemy.
After Fu Jianhan threw the bamboo card in his hand to the referee, he pulled out the dagger on his back and said to Huang Xiaoshi, "Can I use the sword?"
Huang Xiaoshi nodded and replied: "It doesn't matter."
"Okay!" When Fu Jianhan heard Huang Xiaoshi's words, he understood that he had met a powerful enemy.
Anyone who can fight with a sharp knife with bare hands is not an ordinary person.
"Get ready." After the referee looked at the two people, he shouted loudly: "Start."
A red shadow flashed past, and Fu Jianhan stabbed Huang Xiaoshi with a dagger in his hand.
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The competition between Fu Jianhan and Huang Xiaoshi was also very fast, and the fight was over in less than ten moves.
This was the first time that Fu Jianhan fought against Huang Xiaoshi. Although he had understood a little bit, he had not experienced it personally and could not feel the power of Huang Xiaoshi's Chicken Claw Kung Fu.
After a few moves, Fu Jianhan suffered a big loss.
Fu Jianhan used a short sword and was quick and agile. His ability to withstand blows was incomparable to Wei Ming's.
Fu Jianhan's right hand holding the sword was touched by Huang Xiaoshi on three acupoints. His palm spasmed and the dagger fell out of his hand.
The moment the dagger was released from his hand, Fu Jianhan fished it out with his left hand, picked up the dagger that had fallen in mid-air, and stabbed Huang Xiaoshi with his backhand.
Fu Jianhan's sword tip touched Huang Xiaoshi's heart, and Huang Xiaoshi's short peck came to rest on the top of Fu Jianhan's head.
"Stop!" the referee shouted nervously.
In fact, both Huang Xiaoshi and Fu Jianhan knew very well that if they waited until the referee shouted to stop, their moves would have already burned their flesh.
"The winner has been decided." The referee signaled that the contest between the two was over.
Huang Xiaoshi and Fu Jianhan stopped their moves, smiled and nodded at each other, and walked towards the referee.
After a while, Huang Xiaoshi got a bamboo sign with two holes, and Fu Jianhan got a bamboo sign with a cross on it.
"This." Fu Jianhan looked at the bamboo sign in his hand, his face became a little ugly.
Fu Jianhan raised his head and said to the referee: "Excuse me, master, why did I lose this round?"
Just now, both sides exchanged moves, and the tip of Fu Jianhan's sword was pressed against Huang Xiaoshi's heart.
No matter what happened in this game, Fu Jianhan had the advantage, so why was he sentenced to lose?
When Fu Jianhan asked this question, everyone was in an uproar.
Everyone saw it with their own eyes. If the guy in red hadn't withdrawn his strength in time, the guy in black would have been stabbed in the heart and probably would have died.
Unexpectedly, the referee actually decided that the boy in red lost and the boy in black won. Isn't there some shady story?
Just when everyone was about to make a noise, the referee waved and Fu Jianhan handed his dagger to the referee.
The referee held a sharp sword and then struck out with his backhand. The sword was stabbed directly into Huang Xiaoshi's heart in exactly the same position as Fu Jianhan's stab just now.
Fu Jianhan saw that the referee did not hold back the sword, it was a real stab.
However, after the tip of the sword pierced Huang Xiaoshi's clothes, he couldn't make any progress.
"Did you see that?" the referee said to Fu Jianhan: "You seem to have won half a move with this move, but in fact you can't penetrate it at all. And if his peck hits your head, you will be seriously injured or even die."
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This happened suddenly, and Huang Xiaoshi didn't react. He said to the referee in a dumbfounded voice: "Master, if you don't say anything, what if I am stabbed to death by a sword?"
After the referee returned the dagger in his hand to Fu Jianhan, he made a Buddhist salute to Huang Xiaoshi and said: "Amitabha. In that case, the poor monk will recite the Purana Sutra ninety-nine and eighty-one times for the donor."
The Dharma is really profound.
Huang Xiaoshi saluted the referee and asked: "May I ask the master's name?"
The referee bowed his head and said: "The poor monk has no name."