Jin Jiayu spread his hands and shouted: "How is it possible? You can't beat this kid?"
"I……"
Jin Xianglong finally regained his balance, and explained with a blushing face: "I didn't pay attention, and he started taking action without saying anything, so I suffered the loss."
"What the hell..."
"Hey!"
Jin Jiayu still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Li Xiran, "You have already said that we, the two brothers, are just watching the fun. Stop getting involved and let them young people figure it out on their own. It's not a big deal."
"This... is good!" Jin Jiayu's fat face trembled suddenly, looking very unnatural.
Jin Xianglong felt even more shameless, wiped his mouth, stepped diagonally into the eight-figure step, raised his hands, and made a Taekwondo gesture, his face looked extremely solemn.
Li Song tilted his head slightly and asked with a very disdainful attitude: "You still want to fight?"
Jin Xianglong said: "Don't talk nonsense. I have surpassed the existence of the Grandmaster. I should not be lower than you in terms of realm. If we fight seriously, I may not lose."
Anyone with strong Dan power can sense the opponent's strength. Jin Xianglong also knows that Li Song is a strong Dan power, but he can't tell that Li Song is the best Dan power and is the top existence among those with strong Dan power.
"Haha, silly 13!"
Li Song sneered and said, "How about we make a bet. If you lose, kneel down and apologize to me... and apologize to us seriously for your provocative behavior. Do you dare to bet?"
"What if you lose?" Jin Xianglong asked.
"It's up to you." Li Song waved his hand grandly, looking confident.
"Okay, if you lose, you will kneel down in front of me and let me pee on your face in public."
Jin Xianglong roared loudly, and at the same time rushed forward, using a low whip kick to the outside of Li Song's knee joint.
Li Song retreated calmly, but Jin Xianglong's leg skills were extremely fast. He kicked in the air with one kick, and using the forward rotation and centrifugal force, he whipped his second leg towards Li Song's weak ribs.
"It looks a little different this time."
Li Song moved sideways to dodge, and Jin Xianglong's toes almost touched the front of his lower abdomen, touching the military uniform fabric.
It wasn't over yet. After the second kick missed, Jin Xianglong took advantage of the inertia of his spinning body to bounce up and kicked into the air with the wind on his feet, kicking Li Song in the chest.
"Three steps to welcome the door!"
Jin Jiayu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, said excitedly: "Old Li, take a closer look. This is the soldier I taught you. This kicking technique is already a complete collection of practical Taekwondo kicking skills. I'm afraid your soldiers are not good at it!"
No wonder Jin Jiayu was so proud. Jin Xianglong's three kicks forced Li Song to jump backwards, as if he was forced to distance himself from the opponent.
"kill!"
After seizing the advantage, Jin Xianglong continued to charge forward, spinning and leaping, and hit Li Song's head with a whirlwind kick.
Li Song retreated again, but Jin Xianglong, who had landed on the ground, pushed hard with his hands on the ground, ejecting his body forward, and his feet were like two silver pestles, kicking towards Li Song's knees.
"Good kicks!"
Jin Jiayu, who was watching the battle, continued to boast: "Old Li, I can't hide it from you anymore. In fact, Jin Xianglong is my son. Hahahaha, only I can cultivate such an outstanding son, your soldiers are not good!"
It can be seen from this that although the Kongtian King of Nanli Kingdom has a high position, his personal strength is really not that good, otherwise he would never be so arrogant.
Li Xiran was upset by the noise and shouted loudly: "Xiao Song, stop playing. If you don't win within three moves, grandpa will put you in solitary confinement when you get back."
Snapped!
Immediately, Li Song suddenly counterattacked, using Tai Sui Fu Qin, his five fingers were like five steel bars and struck Jin Xianglong's chest. Not only did he make a crisp sound like exploding skin and bones, but he also knocked Jin Xianglong backwards as he coughed up blood.
"This..." Jin Jiayu's face turned livid, he clenched his fists, and he was completely stunned.
Li Xiran said proudly: "Your son can't do it. Xiaosong is the grandson of this king. My grandson beats your son so easily. What do you think you have?"
So show off?"
"I..." Jin Jiayu felt that his old face was burning and hurting because he had been beaten.
Cough, cough!
Jin Xianglong fell to the ground and coughed up blood. He tried three times before he managed to sit up.
Li Song stood in front of him and said coldly: "That's it? With such fighting power, you still have to pee on my face? Trash. I don't want to humiliate you anymore. Let's fulfill the bet."
"I……"
"no!"
Jin Jiayu yelled: "That Xiaosong, don't go too far, kneeling down..."
"Hey, Lao Jin, let's just watch what happens between young people."
Li Xiran stopped Jin Jiayu again and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal. As an elder, you should calm down."
"How can I calm down?" Jin Jiayu said in a roaring way: "Your grandson beat my son seriously and asked my son to kneel to him. If you and I change positions, can you calm down?"
"I can!"
Li Xiran put his hands behind his back and replied to him with what Jin Jiayu himself said, "Young people should communicate with each other and leave us old guys alone. As long as we don't kill people and don't do any harm, it's okay to have fun. The most important thing is that we are willing to bet."
Accepting defeat will make it more obvious that your son is a good man with quality."
Jin Jiayu's face turned blue and red after being scolded by Li Xiran. He held it in for a long time, nodded repeatedly and said, "Then, how about going back to being a grown-up?"
"How do you want to play?" Li Xiran asked calmly.
Jinjia Yu pointed at the Blade Special Forces and said: "Although my son is the captain of Blade, the real ace is Li Guangmin. Why don't you let Guangmin fight your grandson again? If your son can still win, let Blade all
How about the team kneel down and apologize to your Tiger God?"
Li Xiran had a sneer on his face and said: "Is this considered big? If you really want to play big, just bet yourself in. If your trump card loses, you kneel down with your blade,
Apologize to my tiger god, do you dare to bet?"
No one expected that what was supposed to be a contest between young people would actually pit the two kings against each other.
Jin Jiayu naturally didn't want to gamble, but he suddenly discovered that there were people watching them in Guanchu.
One of the men, who was short in stature but had thick limbs, turned out to be Mito Bannon, the Sea-Leaping King of the East.
There is also a tall but somewhat stooped old man, who is also the King of the East and the old Buddha King Kameda Goshu.
There was another person, some distance away from the two Eastern princes. He was tall, with fair hair and a boyish face, with a touch of aloof pride in his eyes.
He is none other than Xia Zhongqiu, the Nanhai King of Daxia. He also arrived with the Wolf Fang Special Forces from the Southern Military Region.
In the special forces competition between the three East Asian countries, each country will send out two special forces. On the Daxia side, in addition to the Tiger God in the middle, the other one is the Wolf Fang in the south.
"good!"
In the presence of so many big shots, Jin Jiayu couldn't give up, so he said loudly: "I bet with you, but your bet must be the same as mine. If your Xiaosong loses, you must also pay tribute to the Tiger God together with your Xiaosong."
Dao Feng knelt down and apologized."
"We Daxia people believe that once a word is spoken, it will be hard to follow. I hope you will keep your word. If you dare to cheat, don't blame me for being rude." When Li Xiran said this, the smile on his face completely disappeared.
Jin Jiayu nodded and said, "I will never break my promise."
Immediately, a young man who was caught in the golden armor quickly walked towards Li Song.
He is Li Guangmin, the true ace of the Blade.
Just looking at his calm demeanor and firm eyes, he is obviously a level above Jin Xianglong.
"Photosensitivity, it all depends on you."
Jin Jiayu ordered loudly: "I want you to defeat him within ten moves and bring back the shame of this king."
"Okay!" Li Guangmin answered very simply, and at the same time showed Li Song the starting gesture of classical Taekwondo.
Li Song took the pile in small steps, with a calm look on his face, and said softly: "There are ten moves, you can try them."
Whoosh!
The two are almost the same
When Li Guangmin made a move, he whipped Li Song's chin with a high whip. Li Song kicked backwards and hit his opponent's ankle with a loud bang.
Li Guangmin relied on Li Song's strength to flip backwards, spin in the air, and kick Li Song's chest with his left foot.
"An impeccable kick."
Jin Jiayu applauded Li Guangmin loudly.
However, Li Song's Panwu Yin Yang Kung Fu was too strong. His waist and hips were stretched back half a foot, barely able to avoid Li Guangmin's kick.
When Li Guangmin retracted his legs and regained his balance, Li Song approached him.
"So fast!"
When the two people's eyes met, Li Guangmin's eyes flashed with horror, but there was no panic.
Bang!
When Li Song punched Li Guangmin in the heart, he blocked Li Song's fist with his horizontal palm, but was knocked back a few steps by the cold force of the punch.
But Li Song, who had taken the lead, came faster with his second attack. He quickly pursued with clever steps, raised his right arm and whipped his opponent's shoulder and neck with whip strength.
"Brother Song has really made progress."
Su Haoran, who was watching the fight, said in a low voice: "Not only have I been learning and improving, Brother Song has also secretly practiced Tongbei Fist, and he can also hit seventeen rings. Perhaps, he can also make more changes."
Li Guangmin was forced to retreat again, and Li Song's fist almost touched his chest.
However, just when Li Guangmin thought he had avoided this move, Li Song's clenched fist suddenly popped open, and his five fingers seemed to be stroking the strings of a piano, or like five steel bars beating a real object.
puff!
Using the strength of the whip on his back and the skill of stroking the piano with his fingers, at the moment of the downward stroke, five ravines of flesh and blood were dug out of Li Guangmin's chest, which were as deep as the bone.
"Ah, what a powerful method!"
Li Guangmin stepped back quickly, and the blood instantly dyed the military uniform in front of him red.
Li Song sneered, followed quickly, and mocked: "Ten moves, it's true that ten moves are useless, but I am the one who wins."
This sentence seemed to be mocking Li Guangmin, but Jin Jiayu, who was standing aside, felt that his face was swollen. It was from being beaten.
"Damn it, you dare to hurt our ace!"
"Hit him!"
"I want to kill our Nanli Blade for making us so embarrassed."
At this moment, the other members of the Blade Special Forces pounced on Li Song.
Unfortunately, the blade that was the first to pounce was hit in the chin by a punch before he could make an attack.
After Li Song walked around him, the Nanli guy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Bang!
Another Nanli Blade rushed forward and wanted to hug Li Song.
But Li Song squatted down and used his right fist to set fire to the sky, sending the blade flying backwards into the sky.
Boom, boom boom boom!
In just a few breaths, Li Song rushed through the besieging crowd, and except for Li Guangmin and Jin Xianglong, all the other blades fell to the ground unconscious.
Li Guangmin was not knocked down because he kept retreating. As for Jin Xianglong, he had already lost once, and this time he did not join the others in attacking Li Song.
"It's all rubbish!"
After knocking down eight people, Li Song did not pursue. Instead, he turned to look at Nanli's Kongtian King Jin Jiayu and said loudly: "Kongtian King, your soldiers are really unqualified. They can only fight in groups if they can't defeat them!"
This was Nanli Pu Xingkui's accusation that the Tiger God beat him in a group after he was beaten for provocation.
Now, Li Song picked a group and won despite being beaten by the group. He handed Jin Jiayu his hat, which seemed like a louder slap on Jin Jiayu's face.
"That's a slap in the face, slap slap." Nanhai King Li Zhongqiu, who was watching the battle from a distance, sneered, turned around and walked towards the rest area.
"Daofeng, you will suffer a big loss this time!"
"They deserve it, but we have to thank Blade. Through their testing, we learned that the Tiger God special team is very strong, and among the Tiger God, there is actually the ace Li Song. It seems that after the competition begins, we will focus on this guy
Already."
The other two Eastern princes exchanged words in a low voice and then turned and left.