As a disciple of a martial arts school, most of them share weal and woe with the martial arts school. From the bottom of their hearts, they naturally prefer the two disciples from the martial arts school. As for the so-called authentic ones who survived the Zhang family in Qishan County, there is no like or dislike.
Even if he takes the risk of offending his fellow disciples to stand up for this young man named Wei, he is reluctant to do so.
"If you leave this circle, you will be defeated. If you fall to the ground, you will be defeated. You are not allowed to attack vital points with deadly blows. Other than that, you have no worries." Zhou Gandang said loudly.
Forming a circle around the two-foot-square flat ground, Fang Shi occupied the position closest to Wei Changpan and lowered his voice and said: "Those two are not weak in boxing and kicking skills, and they are both top martial artists on the second floor. That surname is Lu."
Especially good at cannon hammers..."
Before Fang Shi could finish speaking, the person next to him gave him an elbow and said in a joking manner, "Brother Fang, please don't turn your elbows outward."
"It's okay." Wei Changpan tightened the cloth belt around his waist, rolled up his sleeves, turned to Fang Shi and said with a smile, "We are trying our best, it doesn't matter if we win or lose."
After saying that, he turned his head and clasped his fists, and said seriously: "Qishan County, Zhang family, Wei Changpan."
Lu Renjia, who had already been eager to try, spat on the ground and rushed forward. Brother Zhao was on the side to support him. He did not use the usual probing moves in a competition between his fellow disciples. He started with a drill hammer that went straight into Wei Changpan's heart.
The other person also did not follow the usual routine and swept his legs to attack his lower body.
It was actually about deciding the outcome.
Lu Renjia was so excited that he didn't even show it on his face. He and Brother Zhao had practiced this move more than a hundred times in private. The attack was a surprise. Every punch and kick was always unavoidable, so he had the upper hand.
Cheap.
However, Wei Changpan's response was far beyond their expectations.
He actually chose to take the punch and kick, and at the same time, he punched and kicked.
Lu Renjia was still okay, and he still got the advantage by exchanging punches with Wei Changpan. He didn't feel much pain. He sneered in his heart that this three-story martial artist surnamed Wei was just a paper empty frame, but his realm was good-looking and his combat power was not so good.
However, it couldn't withstand a few beatings from the two of them.
Unexpectedly, Brother Zhao failed to follow up with the next move, which made Lu Renjia a little surprised. He glanced slightly and saw that Brother Zhao actually covered his lower body and fell back after being stepped on by Wei Changpan. It seemed that
It was there that he was stepped on, which made Lu Renjia feel goosebumps.
"Brother Zhao, let's go shoulder to shoulder!" Lu Renjia roared. The martial artist who cannot breathe freely before reaching the fourth floor is actually an ordinary person with much stronger muscles and bones.
Failure, three and three, and exhaustion. If there is no killer move, then most of the time to decide the winner will have to wait until one party is exhausted or makes some stupid move.
Brother Zhao was holding his lower body in agony and could not get up from his half-crouched position. Fortunately, the man named Wei was merciful. If he had moved a few inches further, he would have lost his legs. He saw Lu Renjia and Wei Changpan exchanging fists, but they had only walked a few steps.
Hebian was at a disadvantage, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to bring the situation back together.
Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that they are from the same sect who follow the same path. The moves are exactly the same. It depends on who uses it more delicately and skillfully. Lu Renjia is especially good at the hammer, and Brother Zhao is also proficient in the drill and drill moves.
There were more than ten kinds of changes, which made Wei Changpan a little surprised.
After walking for more than 30 minutes, Lu Renjia and Lu Renjia were more attacking than defensive. They seemed to have the man surnamed Wei pinned down at the edge of the circle, but they could not see him declining. The two of them, who were gradually sweating on their foreheads, became a little anxious. After all,
The opposite side only occupies one floor of the realm. If the two of them can't take it down together, how can they survive in the martial arts gym in the future?
The man surnamed Wei looked like he still had some strength left. Lu Renjia tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and punched back the man surnamed Wei who was about to attack his fellow disciple surnamed Zhao.
, then stood side by side with him, and said in a low voice: "Use your best! Use your best! If neither of us can defeat this boy named Wei, then won't the martial arts school be inferior to the authentic Zhang family in Qishan County?" One head."
"Competing with fellow students, keep your hands and not your strength! How can you be distracted and whisper to each other?"
Hearing the thunderous roar of Master Zhou Gandang, the conversation between the two was interrupted. Wei Changpan did not rush forward, but just kept changing positions around the two of them, waiting for opportunities.
"To attack one with two and still be timid, how can this be done by the disciples of my martial arts school!" Zhou Gandang said angrily again, "If you can't tell the winner with just a cup of tea, that's what you, Senior Brother Wei, are doing. Won!"
The two people on the court were trembling after hearing this. They had fought for dozens of times before and failed to open up the situation. What's more, breaking the situation in just a cup of tea was not easy. This made the two people's already somewhat unstable mood even more unstable.
Lu Renjia's figure stagnated for two seconds. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a slight pause, but in a martial arts fight, it was really a huge flaw. Lu Renjia was able to enter the Huating County martial arts gym. Among the martial artists in the same realm, he was not an ordinary person. When he came to his senses, Wei Changpan's fist was already less than half a foot away from his eyes.
Within half a foot, how should a two-story martial artist respond to an oncoming punch from a three-story martial artist?
You can only block it with your face.
Lu Renjia was also a bloody man. Seeing that this punch was inevitable, he also traded punches for punches just like Wei Changpan had done before.
However, if Wei Changpan only suffered a small loss from his previous change of punches, Lu Renjia's change of punches this time can be said to be a loss to his grandma's family. He was hit in the face, and his face was stained and he fell backwards. It just touched the corner of Wei Changpan's clothes.
Lu Renjia, who fell backwards, felt chills in his heart. He thought that he had been careless when facing the enemy. He thought that with one against two, he would be infallible. However, his mind was disturbed by his master's words. He was looked at by the man surnamed Wei. If the opportunity comes, only Brother Zhao is left. How can he beat the second floor against the third floor...
Damn, I'm so unwilling...
As he fell backwards, he tried his best to lift his legs and kick upwards, thinking that if he could get a blow from the man named Wei, even a trivial one, it would reveal some flaws in the man named Wei, maybe Brother Zhao The odds of winning can be even better...
Lu Renjia bumped into something soft on his foot, and Lu Renjia smiled bitterly in his heart. Sure enough, he still couldn't leave any mark on the man named Wei.
The martial arts school lost.
With this idea in his mind, he fell backwards and was about to fall out of the circle when he was supported by his classmates who were surrounding him and slowly put him down. Lu Renjia barely opened his eyes, and there seemed to be something warm gushing out of his nose. I came out and wiped it with my hand, and it turned out to be bright red.
Suddenly he heard an exclamation coming from around him, and his mind sank to the bottom of his heart. Sure enough, if he let his hands and feet go one-on-one, the martial arts disciples would still be no match for the authentic disciples of Qishan County...
Lu Renjia spread his arms and didn't care about the ugly look on his face. He just lay on the cold ground, letting his fevered mind gradually cool down, and thought: "
Why am I so dissatisfied with this senior fellow from Qishan County who is obviously a higher level person?
Maybe I have heard too many stories about the deeds of Mr. Zhang from the Zhang family in Qishan County in the martial arts school. He was praised for his ability to hit all the northern frontiers of Dayao with one shot, and for killing the bloodthirsty demon with one shot on a snowy night in Qishan County. He became one of those invincible warriors on the battlefield in the novels. His master was not his master at that time. The martial artist who introduced him was a dart boy who admired the equally reckless Zhang Wu. Speaking of Zhou Gandang, it was just a remark: "I don't know whether I am Mr. Zhang's apprentice or not. I don't know if he is good or not. If he gets the glory of the old man, his reputation will not be small."
He is a native of Huating County. He has loved martial arts since he was a child but not literature. When the martial arts gym first opened to accept apprentices, he was still wearing a loincloth. When he got older, he went to the seawall to watch the martial arts disciples practice swordsmanship and watched the people on the seawall.
The disciples changed one after another, always raising the sword for half an hour and then swinging it one thousand two hundred times. Lu Renjia was fascinated by the sound of the blade breaking through the wind. At that time, he was sure that the owner of the hall in coarse cloth was
He is his future martial arts master, his own master, how can he be inferior in ability? How can he allow others to make insinuations from the Ming Dynasty!
The master who taught Lu Renjia was soon dismissed by the wealthy Lu family in Huating County, and he continued to work as an escort. He himself also had a second-level martial arts level, so he tried to enter the martial arts hall.
, and eventually became a man practicing swordsmanship on the seawall.
As a Jianghu person, I heard that the Zhang family in Qishan County was labeled as a gangster, and the master drank alcohol and was depressed for a long time. Lu Renjia was very angry, but he was also a little lucky in his heart. Mr. Zhang in Qishan County died.
Is there anyone who is talking nonsense about how the master is just famous but not talented, and is just trying to take advantage of the old man?
However, a third-generation disciple of the Zhang family from Qishan County named Wei came here. He was a three-story martial artist at a young age.
As a result, he could no longer hold back his grievances and pulled his fellow disciples to try his hand at that person even if it was two against one.
Now he has failed...
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu." Lu Renjia was shaken by the shoulders by his classmates, "Our martial arts school has not lost, we have not lost."
Lu Renjia, who couldn't hide the surprise on his face, stood up and looked into the circle. He saw two people on the field both falling to the ground. It was a lose-lose situation. He also saw someone next to him looking at him with a suppressed smile, and so did the other disciples around him.
With a wonderful expression on his face, he rolled his eyes and asked, "What's going on?"
"Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know?" The man said in a teasing tone, "The way you cut off your legs when you fell down was very cruel. If it hadn't been for this move, Brother Zhao would never have been able to find this flaw. If it hadn't been for it,
That Senior Brother Wei is really awesome, he just knocked down Brother Zhao, so he can be considered a winner in this competition."
The soft thing I kicked earlier turned out to be...
Several fellow disciples helped Wei Changpan, Lu Renjia and fellow disciple surnamed Zhao up respectively. They bowed to each other, and then Zhou Gandang announced the result of the competition. Although Wei Changpan fell to the ground earlier than the disciple named Zhao, it was because Lu Renjia had lost his son and his grandson.
So far, there is no winner or loser, it is considered a draw.
All three of them were convinced by this explanation, and Lu Renjia felt a little ashamed. If it hadn't been a lucky kick, the outcome would have been different.
"Why?" Zhou Gan asked expressionlessly.
Wei Changpan, who was still covering his lower body and grinning, smiled: "We are all from the same sect, and there are wins and losses for each other. This is not an ordinary thing. My nephew was careless and got hit by this. He should have been defeated. It was my uncle who was generous."