After listening to Zhang Xueliang's words, all the soldiers' eyes were filled with stars, and their minds were filled with an ocean of white flowers. They only heard the sound of swallowing saliva filling the entire venue, but no one dared to stand up.
No one in the crowd is stupid, and there are quite a lot of three thousand oceans, but you have to spend your life to spend it. Everyone saw Han Donglin's skill just now. If he hadn't been merciful at the end, the battalion commander would have passed by the grave at this time.
It's so messed up, they soldiers and generals know that they don't have that diamond, so they don't dare to take the porcelain work blindly. If they go up and get beaten to death, it's really not worth it.
Therefore, no matter how hard Zhang Xueliang tried to coerce and induce, no one dared to stand up.
Seeing this situation, Han Donglin secretly laughed a few times in his heart and said to Zhang Xueliang: "Master Zhang, I can leave now!"
Zhang Xueliang knew that he had no way to keep this person. Although he had no choice but to nod and say: "Since no one dares to stand up and fight, then I, Zhang Xueliang, keep my word. You can go home to see me! Go and get some from over there.
It’s a big ocean, for use on the road!”
Han Donglin hugged Zhang Xueliang and turned to leave.
At this time, a major general with gauze wrapped around his shoulders came out and said to Han Donglin: "Wait a moment!"
That's right, this person was Han Baihang. He really wanted to keep this talent. It was a pity to let her go like this. He couldn't bear to let her go. It was also he who stepped out and stopped Han Donglin.
Han Donglin's way was blocked by someone. He didn't care whether he was a major general, a general, or a division commander. When he saw someone blocking his way, he felt very unhappy, and he was already ready for battle.
Han Baihang saw his little move, smiled slightly and said: "You just said that every one of the Third Army is one of them. If you can defeat you, you can stay. Now I am also a member of the Third Army. I don't know what if I challenge you.
?" Then, he turned to Zhang Xueliang and said, "That's right, Marshal Zhang, right?"
When Zhang Xueliang saw Han Baihang come out to regain the ground for him, he felt excited and said: "That's right! Now Commander Han is also a member of our third corps. It is reasonable and reasonable for him to challenge!"
Han Donglin glanced at Han Baihang, and a strange feeling arose in his heart. He always felt that this person was always difficult to see through, as if he was bottomless, but there was an obvious injury on his shoulder, and the blood oozing from it
Judging from the blood stains, it must be a new injury. How could he beat himself like this?
But since the other party insisted on challenging him, it was not impossible for him. Han Donglin took a few steps back and made a fighting posture.
Han Baihang also took two steps back, holding an injured hand behind his back with a smile on his face.
Although Han Donglin was a little dissatisfied with this man, he still hugged him. This is a rule that has been practiced in China since ancient times before competitions. A fist pump is a greeting, which means that it is voluntary. You do not blame others for winning or losing.
Han Baihang injured his shoulder and could not hold his fists. He nodded to indicate that the competition could begin.
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Han Donglin's heart. He wanted to take a preemptive strike, so he accelerated and rushed towards Han Baihang. He tapped his toes on the ground twice, and his whole body seemed to be floating towards Han Baihang. His hands were already in the air.
It had been clenched into a fist, and it had already reached the front of Han Baihang before moving.
This move was so fast and sudden that no one around him saw clearly how he made the move, but Han Baihang knew it clearly. Just when Han Donglin was about to touch him, Han Baihang's right leg
He knew when he had already raised his body and his toes were stretched out in front of Han Donglin's chest. As long as he dared to punch down, the kick would reach his chest first. Han Donglin knew that this move could no longer achieve the effect, so he quickly
The punch he punched turned into a palm in the air, and he slapped Han Baihang on the toes, bringing him back.
How could Han Baihang give him this opportunity? His right foot had just landed, and his left foot was already two feet off the ground. He drew a line on the left side and used the wind to buckle it towards Han Donglin's neck. Naturally, Han Donglin did not dare to let the kick go.
It fell on his body. He quickly turned his hands into seals, exerted force on his waist, twisted his body, and pushed his hands towards Han Baihang's left leg with the strength of his waist. Although his two palms resolved the huge force of Han Baihang's leg,
Although it was powerful, it was still so shocked that it took a few steps back and almost fell down.
He didn't expect that this officer who was almost a pretty boy would have such profound attainments in martial arts.
Han Baihang knew that he was not a genius, but he was still confident about dealing with Han Donglin. He could see that Han Donglin's kung fu probably came from the Kongtong sect. First of all, he could Kongtong kick, which was a big problem.
symbol, followed by Chang Quan and Tai Chi, and then the move just now is obviously the Bajiquan move of the Kongtong School.
The Kongtong sect is a sect that integrates the three religions and various martial arts, and the Seven Injury Boxing and Bajiquan are its representative martial arts. Han Donglin, who knows Bajiquan, should be the Kongtong sect.
As a military fan, Han Baihang naturally knew more or less about martial arts. He still had a certain understanding of Kongtong, so he could immediately recognize Han Donglin's kung fu.
Han Donglin didn't know that his kung fu had been recognized by others. He hurriedly dealt with Han Baihang's kick. As soon as he made the move, he could already feel that this person was unusual. His moves were never sloppy, and all his moves were killer moves.
This put a lot of pressure on him.
Seeing that his kick was blocked, Han Baihang spun around and flew into the air. His right foot was carrying the wind and headed towards Han Donglin again. The position was still the same as before, still at Han Donglin's temple, but this time
Just replaced it with my right foot.
Han Donglin never expected that Han Baihang would attack the same place twice. He retracted his defensive hands and used his palms to release his strength again, but it was obvious that he could no longer keep up with Han Baihang's speed.
As soon as Han Donglin's palm touched Han Baihang's leg, he knew that he had lost, because at the same time he felt that Han Baihang's palm had turned into a knife and struck him hard on the neck. However, the opponent did not really have any
Just use force.
He knew that as long as Han Baihang was willing, his Adam's apple would be chopped into pieces in an instant. He did not move, waiting for Han Baihang to speak.
Seeing that Han Donglin had given up, Han Baihang withdrew his hand and said, "How is it?"
Han Donglin said: "My skills are inferior to others, so I will follow you from now on. I don't know how to do anything else, but I am willing to admit defeat. I will do whatever you say!"
